Published: March 8, 2025
Chapter 118: This Grudge Cannot Be Shared Under Heaven!
Under such a mindset, both of their situations were equally perilous. By now, both of them had gained several new scars, deep enough to see bone!
But neither dared to relax for even a moment, still laughing and fighting. As long as the other didnât die, they would never cease fighting!
However, if things continued down this path, they would only have mutual destruction as their option...
"This won't do!" Chu Yang frowned at the situation: "They canât die! If they die, how can this conflict escalate?"
"What do you mean it wonât do? If both of them die, as long as the subordinates are still alive, they can report back, and wouldn't that spark an all-out war between the two families? Wouldnât that be better than both of them staying alive? If they donât die, how can this be considered a deep grudge?" The Sword Spirit replied, somewhat confused.
"Not possible!" Chu Yang said heavily: "The so-called master shamed, the servant dies! If the master dies and the servant is still alive⌠what then? I dare bet! If Ye Wubo and Xiao Qi perish together, the few people currently fighting will definitely stop immediately and have over a 90% chance of retreating into the mountains, because even if they bring the news back, itâs a dead end!"
The Sword Spirit frowned deeply: "That makes some sense."
"Itâs not just sense; itâs a fact! If the master is still around, the servants will naturally fight desperately! But if the master is gone, who are they fighting for? Especially if itâs to the death! Either they die fighting, or they get killed by their old master⌠Who would go back to die?"
Chu Yang said, "So the two of them can be severely injured, but they absolutely cannot die!"
The Sword Spirit blinked and said, "If it's a type of irreversible heavy injury, that would be even better..."
Chu Yang's spirit jolted, cursing, "Damn, youâre even more malicious than I am⌠Fine, Iâll leave this matter to you..."
The Sword Spirit was taken aback.
Chu Yang added, "Those few can die!"
The Sword Spirit continued to be astonished.
On the battlefield, both sides had become bloodthirsty, with only the thought of killing the other in their minds.
Yunshan and Yunhai were drenched in blood, fighting side by side with fervor! Ye Wubo's three bodyguards were gritting their teeth, attacking with all their might! Even Old Bull, who was propped up on his brother's back, was surprisingly gathering strength to use hidden weapons...
Both sides had reached a state where they could not co-exist and utterly despised each other!
The Xiao Clan members found these Ye Family members to be incredibly despicable and unreasonable.
The Ye Family members thought the Xiao Clan members were shameless and had the audacity to act without accepting the consequences...
The battle had reached a fever pitch!
At this moment, Yunshan thrust his sword, originally intending to protect his brother, but unexpectedly, it veered off course. On the opposite side, a sword flashed like the wind, striking through the momentary gap into Yunhai's abdomen!
Yunhai let out a horrendous scream, twisting his body, and surprisingly used his flesh palm to block the sword that had pierced his belly, while his sword thrust fiercely into the opponent's chest!
The energy from the two swords exploded within their bodies at the same time!
One chest exploded, and the otherâs abdomen opened up a gaping hole the size of a basin! Yet neither retreated; despite this, they were still locked onto each other, using every ounce of strength they had left to inflict damage!
All that could be heard were the sounds of bones cracking, as they twisted each other's bodies, utilizing all their power, gritting their teeth while staring fiercely at each other. In the end, both of their eyes finally crystallized, collapsing together into two heaps of mud.
Both of their spines, ribs, and shoulders had already been crushed by the other...
"Yunhai..." Yunshan screamed hoarsely!
Just now, that sword had inexplicably veered, leading to his brother's demise, but the figure in front of him, carrying someone, also stumbled inexplicably.