All Novel Full Chapter 748: The Body Disappears
Chapter 748: Chapter 748: The Body Disappears
The Xuan Emperor, high and mighty in the sky, was about to deliver the final blow to Fang Lin when he heard a voice from below and immediately cast his gaze downwards.
Upon doing so, the Xuan Emperor’s complexion drastically changed, a hint of fury surfacing in his eyes.
“My son!” the Xuan Emperor roared, sounding like a lion in outrage. He ignored Fang Lin and directly descended to the ground.
“Clear a path!” the Xuan Emperor bellowed, and the people quickly made way for him.
With heavy footsteps, the Xuan Emperor made his way to Zhou Yishui’s side. Seeing Zhou Yishui’s current state, a ferocious look took over his face.
“Father, save me!” Zhou Yishui pleaded despite being on the brink of death. His entire body was engulfed in a dark aura, his skin shriveling as if his flesh and blood were being drained away.
...The Xuan Emperor took a deep breath, turning his gaze to Lu Feng.
“Lord Lu, is there a way to save him?” the Xuan Emperor asked solemnly.
Lu Feng sighed, “There’s nothing I can do.”
The Crown Prince doesn’t have much time left,” Lu Feng added after a pause.
Hearing this, the royal assembly was deeply shocked. What was supposed to be a joyous occasion for the Crown Prince had turned into a harbinger of his death.
The Xuan Emperor slightly staggered as if unable to bear the weight of this outcome, his eyes filled with sorrow as he looked at Zhou Yishui.
“Father!” Zhou Yishui cried feebly. His eyes were filled with horror and despair; he didn’t want to die, especially not this way.
“My son, you won’t die. You will watch me kill Fang Lin. You will watch him die before your eyes,” the Xuan Emperor declared. He charged back into the sky, his heart filled with boundless killing intent and anger that he could no longer suppress.
“Ha ha ha ha!” Fang Lin laughed loudly, remaining heartily jovial despite his grave injuries.
The poison afflicting Zhou Yishui was, of course, administered by Fang Lin himself. His intention was to end Zhou Yishui’s life.
“Hand over the antidote!” the Xuan Emperor demanded through gritted teeth. Although he couldn’t wait to kill Fang Lin right then and there, he suppressed his temper for the moment, speaking in a chilly tone.
“There’s no antidote!” Fang Lin sneered and rushed directly towards the Xuan Emperor.
The Xuan Emperor finally lost his temper, mercilessly attacking with a palm strike aimed right at Fang Lin.
With a squelching sound, Fang Lin’s legs shattered instantly. Despite his pitiful condition, Fang Lin disregarded everything and continued to charge at the Xuan Emperor.
Bang!
Another palm strike hit him. Fang Lin’s chest caved in, all his ribs broken, his internal organs severely damaged.
“You can’t kill me!” Fang Lin roared. His eyes were filled with a beastly rage. Even in this critical condition, he wasn’t dead yet.
The Xuan Emperor made another move, a ruthless finger light tearing through the sky, striking Fang Lin’s shoulder.
Thud!
Fang Lin’s left arm broke off, but the bloodstained Longsword carried along with the severed arm, continuing towards the Xuan Emperor.
“Kill!!!” Fang Lin roared with rage. Despite his shattered legs and broken right arm, he was still extremely brave. Holding a spear in his remaining hand, he charged towards the Xuan Emperor.
“Even if I die, I will kill you!” Fang Lin bellowed. The Spirit Eye on his forehead suddenly shattered, transforming into the last and the most powerful force, pushing Fang Lin’s momentum beyond its limit in an instant.
However, the price was unthinkable. Fang Lin’s Spirit Eye was completely shattered, all its power released.
This kind of madness left everyone astonished. They all stood there in shock. Even the old generation of strong warriors were speechless at Fang Lin’s state of desperation.
Wang Erdan, Mei Yingxue, Dugu Ruoxu and Steward Shen were speechless. Looking at the unrecognisable Fang Lin, they felt a heavy sense of loss.
“So regrettable!” Wang Erdan grit his teeth, his eyes about to split. Seeing Fang Lin in such a miserable state, he wished to stand shoulder to shoulder with him in battle.
Many couldn’t bear to watch. From beginning to end, Fang Lin was in a weaker position but continued to assault the royal family and the Xuan Emperor. Even on the brink of death, he never yielded.
Such a man, though somewhat foolish, truly deserved respect from the bottom of one’s heart.
There were very few who dared to face death head-on, knowing they were charging towards an inevitable end.
At last, Fang Lin reached the Xuan Emperor, his remaining right arm wielding the Longsword and ruthlessly plunging towards the Emperor.
Expressionless, the Xuan Emperor directly grabbed Fang Lin’s right arm and tore it off.
Thud!
Blood splattered as Fang Lin’s right arm was torn off. The ancient Longsword, still carrying an impassive killing intent, broke free from his severed arm and stabbed directly into the Xuan Emperor’s body.
“What?”
“How is this possible?”
“Could the Xuan Emperor really fall?”
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The crowd couldn’t contain their shock – nobody could have imagined that Fang Lin, in his condition, could still exhibit such strength.
The Xuan Emperor was pierced by the ancient Longsword. Although it could only penetrate the surface of the skin and not advance any further, the terrifying killing intent found its way into his body.
The Xuan Emperor’s face turned white as he forcefully repelled Fang Lin with a palm strike.
Fang Lin chuckled tragically. His limbs shattered and the Spirit Eye destroyed, his body was on the verge of breaking down, leaving him without any strength left to fight.
“So, I’m really going to die, huh?” Unable to muster any sound, Fang Lin sighed silently. Everything in front of him was becoming blurred.
The Xuan Emperor pulled out the ancient Longsword, but the killing intent still lingered in his body, refusing to disperse for a moment.
However, none of this mattered. What mattered was that Fang Lin was essentially a dead man.
The blood-colored Longsword and the ancient Longsword lost their luster, as if they had lost their power.
The Xuan Emperor made his move, delivering the killing blow to Fang Lin.
Fang Lin’s body completely collapsed, his flesh and blood disintegrating, and his bones shattered. It seemed like nothing was left to salvage, not even Fang Lin’s Nine Palace Bag and his Beast Bag, which floated in mid-air.
“What a shame, he was an incomparable genius.”
“In the end, he still met his death at the hands of the Xuan Emperor.”
“But he still has something to be proud of.”
“With his level at the Heavenly Origin realm, he managed to injure the Xuan Emperor. He may be the first to have achieved this.”
“What a waste of such talent, now it has only turned into shards of bone and rotting flesh.”
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Watching the rain of blood and bone fragments, some laughed uproariously, some sighed shaking their heads, while some had complicated feelings.
In such a state, even if a powerful person was to step in, they wouldn’t be able to save Fang Lin.
The Xuan Emperor’s countenance was extremely cold. Although he had killed Fang Lin, he also lost his most outstanding son, Zhou Yishui.
Thinking of this, the Xuan Emperor felt a heavy weight on his heart. He intended to collect the blood-colored Longsword and the ancient Longsword and then return to Zhou Yishui’s side.
Just as the Xuan Emperor was about to make his move, he noticed something about Fang Lin’s floating Nine Palace Bags and his expression abruptly changed.
From one of those Nine Palace Bags, a clear white light emerged slowly.
For some reason, a strong sense of unease washed over him. Even when he confronted the Giant Turtle Demon King, he had never felt disturbed.
A yellowed, ancient scroll slowly flew out of the Nine Palace Bag.