Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 519, Side Story 69 (Phoenix 6's Perspective 3)

The fall of a life star signifies the passing away of this person.

If the Divine Lord has fallen, what about the Nine Luminaries?

I have never felt so panicked.

Fifth Brother stepped forward and grabbed me from behind. He had also seen this strange phenomenon. His face was solemn, but he still held me tightly. "Sixth Brother, even if you go now, you can't stop anything."

But all I could think about was Jiuyao.

That was the first time I laid a hand on my family.

My five older brothers and sisters, along with elite Phoenix Clan warriors, intercepted me.

But they seem to have forgotten that.

Feng Ji'an's lawlessness is based on his cultivation level.

They all seem to only remember how much my father and mother doted on me.

But the Phoenix Clan has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak.

I am the one with the strongest bloodline and the highest cultivation level in this generation.

Today, no one can stop me.

Standing amidst the scorched earth of the sycamore grove, I coldly watched my fellow clansmen lying on their backs, wailing in agony.

Many have already been exposed for what they truly were.

Seeing my fifth brother frowning and clutching his wound, I paused and whispered, "I'm sorry."

I apologize for turning against my own kind, but I have more important things to do.

Fifth Brother just smiled and said, "Sixth Brother has grown up."

He sighed softly, "Go."

Fiery feathers streaked across the sky, and the phoenix's cry echoed through the heavens.

But I was still a step too late.

That was the second time I saw Xiao Jiu in human form.

On the execution platform, he stared blankly at the object in his arms.

It was already a phantom, but I still recognized it as the divine lord from Mount Suchen.

It's already so bland it's unrecognizable.

Gods, born of heaven and earth, will naturally return to heaven and earth after death, leaving nothing behind.

Jiuyao tried to catch the scattered streaks of light, but he couldn't.

He cried his heart out, and it broke my heart too.

I wanted to go up and hug him, to tell him not to be afraid, but I was blocked outside by the formation of the Heavenly Punishment Platform.

I saw that Qingyuan, that bastard, said something to Xiao Jiu, and Xiao Jiu attacked the surrounding wandering immortals as if she had gone mad, her expression crazed, her pale golden eyes turning blood red, a sign that she was about to fall into demonic possession.

I relentlessly attacked the array of the Heavenly Execution Platform with my wings, disregarding my feathers which I used to cherish so dearly.

But it's an ancient formation, and it was personally repaired by that deity. How can I break it?

Its tail feathers broke off, and its wing feathers fell all over the ground.

But I couldn't care less about that anymore.

I watched helplessly as those people teased Jiuyao like they were playing with cats and dogs.

And I could only watch helplessly as my beloved was humiliated.

It was a short period of time, but it felt like ten thousand years.

Until that bitch Qingyuan spoke up.

I heard him say, "Stop playing around, the formation will break down soon, quickly deal with this dog."

"He's incredibly loyal to Gu Yao; he's a good dog."

His eyes were sarcastic, and he even gave me a provocative look.

I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.

What are they going to do?

What are you going to do to my Xiao Jiu?

The Heavenly Execution Platform, where souls and spirits scatter.

The piercing screams reached my ears precisely.

A sudden, excruciating pain shot through me.

I abandoned all my dignity and knelt outside the formation, begging them to spare Xiao Jiu.

But how could those beasts possibly agree to that?

They laughed, spat, and cheered for the hanging.

Until, there was no more sound.

The once vibrant Nine Luminaries is now a corpse.

The once arrogant and domineering Jiu Yao was now covered in wounds, some left by those beasts, and some by himself when he crashed into the formation.

All the joys and sorrows seem to have left.

I don't know how I got back to the Phoenix Clan.

But it transformed back into its original form, its outstretched wings enveloping the cold body, as if that would warm him up.

I could only vaguely sense that someone was talking to me from the outside, but I couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

I have no idea how much time has passed in the outside world.

Anyway, in my world, Jiuyao is with me.

My body is still alive, but my soul has already drifted away.

Until the arrival of Chenjuan.

He stepped on me and stomped me into a mud puddle. I didn't react at all, not even a little bit.

But he said, "Feng Liu, don't you want revenge? Don't you want to revive Jiu Yao?"

Revenge? How could I not want revenge?

Resurrection, how could one not want to be resurrected?

But in this world, what method is there to bring someone's soul back after it has been scattered?

"If you want, then come with me to the Upper Pure Realm and slaughter those bastards."

It felt like in that instant, I heard the birdsong again.

My vision gradually cleared, and I looked at the person who was still stepping on my chest. "Chen Juan, are you telling the truth?"

I know I must have looked incredibly pitiful, but Shen Juan wasn't much better off.

He nodded.

It turns out.

Don't mess with those two lunatics.

The day we joined forces to storm the Upper Pure Realm, the air seemed to be filled with the stench of blood.

We slaughtered countless people, leaving rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere we went.

Until only one remained.

Qingyuan.

A coward hiding behind the crowd.

The way he begged for mercy was truly unsightly; he had lost all of his former arrogant and haughty demeanor.

He knelt on the ground like a dead dog, begging us to let him go.

But that's exactly what I begged him to let Xiao Jiu go that day.

We turned him into a flying guillotine and hung him on a pillar of the Heavenly Execution Platform.

Tormented day after day, unable to live, unable to die.

The day the array was opened was clear and bright.

Our bloody massacre of the Upper Realm has spread our infamous reputation throughout the Six Realms.

But who cares?

I stood to the side, watching Shen Juan about to gouge out his right eye, and grabbed his wrist. "Shen Juan, is my eye not good enough?"

Shen Juan merely glanced at me sideways, shook off my hand, and said indifferently, "The Phoenix Clan has not yet reached the level of divinity."

The next second, a bright red eyeball was gouged out by Shen Juansheng.

He gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound.

The key point of the formation has been identified.

But the crucial support unit is still missing.

Shen Juan revealed all nine tails, and seeing that she was about to cut off six of them, I became a little anxious. "Shen Juan, can't I use my tail feathers?"

I wanted to save people, but I didn't want my best friend to lose his life.

Without the slightest hesitation, he slashed down six tailed creatures in one fell swoop.

He was in so much pain that his face turned pale, but he didn't utter a sound.

Blood was everywhere.

We all know that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the Nine-Tailed Fox clan is born with divine qualities, so activating the array plate and focusing our attention on them is more appropriate.

The chances of success have increased, but the risks remain extremely high.

We were very lucky to have seized that one-in-a-million opportunity.

The moment the array plate lit up, I looked forward to reuniting with Jiuyao.