Chapter 1719 — The Dream-Chasing Youth, Part Two

Yet this man kept squeezing energy from his primordial spirit and his flesh, forcing his domain to become ever stronger! More crucial still, Yiluo Heavenly King could see that this great numerological domain of Meng Yungui was aimed at his own cultivation methods and divine powers.

Every Dao pattern, every Dao chain, was aimed at his vital death points! This strike could kill him! Yiluo Heavenly King's eyelid twitched, and in a flash he deduced that the most likely outcome was that he and Meng Yungui would perish together! Finally, Meng Yungui took his last step.

His great numerological domain was complete. This final strike was like a boundless ocean of the numerological way, filled with the subtlest mysteries of number and art! At just that moment, Yiluo Heavenly King stepped back, spread his two wings, swept up countless humans of the Southern Heaven on the ship, folded them under his wings, and rushed toward Meng Yungui!

The numerological domain abruptly stopped, halting before the nose of the first human of the Southern Heaven. Meng Yungui stood there.

His strength suddenly exhausted, he fell with a thud to his knees.

Yiluo Heavenly King let out a long breath. The humans gathered under his wings dropped down one by one. Cold sweat covered his forehead, and he laughed loudly, but the laugh carried a tremor.

"Heavenly Master Meng, so you still have a womanly mercy, still cannot bring yourself to butcher these livestock. " His body was shaking a little, and he laughed: "If you did not care about these livestock, you would have killed me. Heh heh.

What a pity you care too much about the lives of your clansmen.

This is why you humans can never achieve anything! " His body stopped trembling, and he walked forward.

Meng Yungui knelt on the ground, head bowed. Yiluo Heavenly King drew out a feather, turned it into a golden sword, and approached him. Yiluo Heavenly King raised his sword.

At that moment, an old man on the ground knelt, crawled trembling to his feet, blocked in front of Meng Yungui, and looked up: "My lord, do not kill him. .

.

" Yiluo Heavenly King frowned, looking at this old peasant who was clearly one whose face was to the yellow earth and whose back was to the sky.

"Say that again? " Yiluo Heavenly King said indifferently. The old peasant said: "My lord, do not kill.

. .

" Ssh. Yiluo Heavenly King's sword slashed down. The old peasant's head rolled to one side.

Yiluo Heavenly King kicked his corpse away and raised his sword again.

At this moment, a young man stood up, spread his arms, and blocked in front of Meng Yungui: "My lord, do not kill him!

" Yiluo Heavenly King looked at this young man in surprise and laughed: "You dare to speak to me standing up?

" "My lord. . .

" The young man had just spoken these words when the sword light fell; he turned into a headless corpse.

Yiluo Heavenly King looked around and laughed sneeringly: "Who else will block me from killing him?

" In the crowd of the humans of the Southern Heaven, one after another figure silently stepped out to block in front of Meng Yungui—old men, women and children, the young and strong.

They said not a word, and not one of them was kneeling.

More and more people blocked in front of Meng Yungui, so many that Yiluo Heavenly King frowned, and the fury in his heart burned higher and higher. "You maggots!

How dare you offend divine majesty! " Yiluo Heavenly King flew into a rage and laughed loudly: "The Southern Heaven has so many heavens; even if I kill you all, there will still be plenty of slaves and servants!

" His aura exploded, knocking all the Southern Heaven humans who blocked his path flying. In an instant, those humans sent flying by his aura were caught by a gentle force and suspended in midair.

Yiluo Heavenly King gave a cold snort, abruptly raised his head toward Bai Yuqiong who was walking over, and said flatly: "Heavenly Master Bai, are you also going to rebel and make trouble for these maggots, like Meng Yungui?

" Behind him, the Ancestral Court's Southern Heaven Gate blazed with fire, suffused with boundless Dao might!

Bai Yuqiong did not look aside; she met Yiluo Heavenly King's eyes directly and said softly: "The Heavenly King's divine powers are supreme.

To subdue the rebel Meng Yungui and kill him would only soil the Heavenly King's hand. Let me do it. That wretch Meng is versed in numerology; one can never be sure he hasn't kept a trick.

" Yiluo Heavenly King raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile: "Heavenly Master Bai wants to personally execute the wretch Meng? I heard that the two of you came from the same Daoist school, senior and junior fellow disciples.

Can you bring yourself to do it?

" Bai Yuqiong stepped forward, came before Meng Yungui, drew a divine sword, and pressed it against his heart. Seeing her back turned to him, Yiluo Heavenly King became wary, quietly stepping backward lest she suddenly whirl and stab.

He was cautious by nature and did not quite trust Bai Yuqiong. Bai Yuqiong's gaze fell on Meng Yungui's face. Meng Yungui was actually smiling, looking up at her with a smile.

"Senior brother, why did you choose this moment to betray the Heavenly Court? " Bai Yuqiong's knuckles on the sword were white from excessive force; she lowered her voice, clenching her teeth: "This is not you! You cannot save the Southern Heaven!

" "I can.

They have stood up. " Meng Yungui coughed blood again and again, reached out and grabbed her sword, and with little by little force pushed it toward his own heart, gasping: "They still have hope. Junior sister, kill me. Then you can gain Yiluo's trust.

You can protect these clansmen who have awakened. You will have a chance to kill Yiluo. .

. " "There is no chance!

" Bai Yuqiong lowered her voice as much as she could, pulling the sword outward so that it would not pierce into his heart, and said in a sobbing voice: "I cannot stand against the Southern Heaven Gate, senior brother! I cannot stand against the two Shenwu Guards!

I cannot stand against Yiluo Heavenly King!

" "You can. " One of Meng Yungui's fingers broke, but still he used all his remaining strength, gripping her sword to stab it into his own heart, and grinned: "You asked me why I betrayed the Heavenly Court.

I will tell you.

Someone told me he had a dream. In his dream, humanity stood up, and once stood up, they would never kneel again.

He said that in his dream, humanity would no longer be slaves, no longer be food for gods and demons.

In his dream, humanity held its own fate in its hands. Such a dream. . . " The blood flowed out of his mouth; with blood in his mouth, his words were a little unclear: "I had it too.

When I became a god of humanity and ascended to the Heavenly Court, I carried such a dream.

Later I thought it was naive and forgot it. It was not until I came to the Southern Heaven and saw everything here that this dream was reborn like a demon in my Dao heart. " His tears fell one by one, and looking up at Bai Yuqiong, his eyes showed a plea: "Junior Sister Bai, it was only until just now that I realized this is not a demon in the Dao heart. In the past, I always thought about how to cultivate a numerological domain, but I could never succeed.

When this dream was reborn, it came naturally.

My fears in the past—those were the true inner demon. . . " His Adam's apple moved; he vomited great mouthfuls of blood, swallowing the rest of his words back into his belly. In the distance, Yiluo Heavenly King said coldly: "Heavenly Master Bai, what are you still waiting for? " Meng Yungui used the last of his strength, gripping Bai Yuqiong's sword and driving it into his own heart. Bai Yuqiong's palm trembled; this time she did not stop him.