"Ch!"
Ming Zhi Tian, along with the Nine-Winged Divine Demon, burst forth from the giant earth lotus!
Then, with a sword strike, he hit Wang Ling Xian Zi, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood again. She then instantly fled.
Ming Zhi Tian watched her retreating back, "I thought... I was being overly cautious."
...
Wang Ling Xian Zi, dragging her injured body, fled back. Wu Bian Huang had never left. He gently embraced her as she was about to collapse powerlessly.
He pointed a finger from her brow, protecting her scattered soul, which had nearly been annihilated.
"This Emperor has told you long ago not to seek death."
Wang Ling Xian Zi looked up at him, "Since you don't care, why save me? Let me die then."
Wu Bian Huang shook his head, "You're already this old. You're just trying to force this Emperor to appear. Are you playing childish games like this?"
Wang Ling Xian Zi snorted, "Childish? How does it compare to you, the great Wu Bian Huang? You say it's you, then you say it's not; you want it, then you don't; you interfere, then you don't; you interfere even more, yet how can you remain detached? You always insert yourself, so how can you stay out of it?"
Others might not understand her rambling, but Wu Bian Huang knew exactly what she meant.
Wu Bian Huang wasn't angry. "You say this Emperor is adding legs to a snake and being superfluous. It's fine. As long as you're happy."
Wang Ling Xian Zi patted herself on the chest, "At least I, Wang Ling, haven't placed a beautiful flower in cow dung."
Wu Bian Huang was at a loss for words, "This Emperor thanks you for the compliment. Since you're fine, how much longer will you lie here?"
Wang Ling Xian Zi nestled in his arms, reluctant to let go, "Even if it's for a few thousand years."
This was her way of clinging to him. Wu Bian Huang naturally disagreed, "What are you doing? Get up."
With a wave of his hand, Wang Ling Xian Zi rose as if nothing had happened. Wu Bian Huang looked around. "It's getting late. This Emperor cannot be away from Na'er for too long; I worry."
Wang Ling Xian Zi held him back, and Wu Bian Huang glanced at her, "You know this Emperor's temperament."
Wang Ling Xian Zi choked back a sob, "No matter what, I need an answer."
Wu Bian Huang, "An answer? Hasn't this Emperor already given you one?"
Wang Ling Xian Zi looked at him affectionately, "Do you love me or not?"
"No."
Wu Bian Huang thought for a moment and then said, "But this Emperor can treat you like a sister."
"There's no going back?" Wang Ling Xian Zi bit her crimson lips.
Wu Bian Huang glanced at her, "Why do you have to ask what you already know?"
Wang Ling Xian Zi leaned on his shoulder, "As long as I can stay by your side, I don't mind being your sister."
...
Wu Bian Imperial Palace...
This was the private sanctuary of Wu Bian Huang and Goddess Tiramisu, so Wu Bian Huang needed no guards or servants.
Goddess Tiramisu was under siege! She was quickly captured by the villains!
Each of them lusted after her delicate body, appraising her like a precious piece of jade. Two of them were reaching out to touch her.
Suddenly! A cold glint shot through the shattered space of the clear blue sky from ten thousand miles away! It directly severed the hands of the two who were reaching out!
"Ah! My hand! My hand!..."
"Who? Who?..."
The other seven turned to look in all directions...
"Run! It's Wu Bian Huang! He's back!"
Wu Bian Huang appeared resolutely in the sky, his divine eyes shining with golden light! He was enraged beyond measure! "The Ten Evils of Yiling, you are courting death!"
"Haaah!..."
Before they could react, Wu Bian Huang directly crushed the entire space!
The black hole instantly melted, transforming into sharp blades that pierced and devoured their internal organs, alive, followed by their flesh and bones, destroying them completely from the inside out, leaving no trace.