Muffled thunder resounded across the sky, and dark clouds gathered in the sky, layer upon layer, and you could faintly see the shadows of people flickering behind the clouds. The whole world was gray, and some light rain fell in the sky, making everyone's hearts clouded.
haze.
Today is the day to execute Wang Qiang. A dense crowd gathered in Xianzong Square.
Many of them were disciples of the Immortal Sect. After hearing about Wang Qiang's deeds, they spontaneously came to see him off on his last journey.
Wang Qiang, as a monk from the lower realm, killed the Daozi from the upper realm and did such an unprecedented thing. No matter from any point of view, he is worthy of respect.
Even many people who looked down on Wang Qiang before had a somewhat lonely look in their eyes at this moment.
There is no doubt that Wang Qiang must be the strongest among the young generation in the Eastern Wasteland. If he can grow up safely, he may become a figure who will make the entire Eastern Wasteland tremble in the future.
But such a person was to be executed in public just because of a single word from the upper realm.
This incident made everyone feel aggrieved.
As a monk, I practice hard every day in order to become stronger and pursue the illusory avenue, but in the end I find that no matter how powerful I am or how high my talent is, it is not as good as a word from a superior.
This move is a huge blow to many people.
However, spectators are just spectators after all. It is impossible for these Immortal Sect disciples to truly understand what the people around Wang Qiang are feeling at this moment.
At the front of the crowd, Meng Qingtian supported Meng Qingning, who was crying until she collapsed, with worry in her eyes.
Just last night, Yin Chunqiu personally came to Meng Qingtian and asked him to take Meng Qingning away. This would be good for everyone.
But when Meng Qingning heard this, she refused to leave at all, and even threatened death.
In the end, Meng Qingtian had no choice but to stay with Meng Qingning to witness the man who led the Qingyang Sect to a harmless height end his vigorous life.
Not willing to give in?
Resentment?
Actually there are.
But more importantly, a deep sense of powerlessness filled Meng Qingtian's heart.
Wang Qiang had worked so hard for the Qingyang Sect, but now that he was in trouble, Meng Qingtian was not busy at all. This feeling of powerlessness was like a mountain weighing on Meng Qingtian's heart, making him breathless.
On the other side, Xiao Bai was clinging tightly to Bai Ao, his big eyes were also swollen from crying, his cold hands were clenching his clothes tightly, and he was gritting his teeth as if he was waiting for the dawn to come.
Unfortunately, the space is still dark, and the dawn...has not appeared.
Xia Yanzhi was still in a coma at this time. She had no idea that her act of risking her life to protect Wang Qiang would lead to so many things.
"Rumble..."
The muffled thunder came again, and a figure walked faintly from the direction of the Immortal Sect Prison.
The moment they saw the figure, Meng Qingning and Xiaobai immediately wanted to break free and rush forward, but were held tightly by their respective fathers.
That figure was none other than Wang Qiang.
At this moment, he didn't feel embarrassed in prison, and he looked quite decent.
The whole person put on a black robe, and his hair was meticulously pulled into a bun on the top of his head, fixed with a white jade hair crown.
Wang Qiang's mouth had the same signature smile as always, as if he didn't care at all about what was coming. It was this calm and composed state that once again won everyone's respect.
Next to Wang Qiang, Yin Chunqiu followed slowly without anyone escorting him. Yin Chunqiu even specifically ordered to remove the soul-locking chain from Wang Qiang.
Because a hero, even if he dies, must act like a hero!
Arriving all the way to the center of the square, Wang Qiang glanced across the square and looked at everyone present. When he saw Meng Qingning and Xiaobai, his smile slowly faded.
A long sigh spread into everyone's heart.
Wang Qiang didn't say much because he knew that anything he said at this time would only increase the sadness of those around him.
It's better to just let him bear all this silently.
He has already died once, so what is there to be afraid of if he dies again?
Looking at Yin Chunqiu on the side, Wang Qiang nodded slowly. Seeing this, Yin Chunqiu looked up and glanced at the human silhouette hidden behind the dark clouds.
"Wang Qiang has been brought here, please make a decision!"
The moment Yin Chunqiu finished speaking, a voice like Hong Zhongda Lu came: "Kill!"
Just two words seemed to pronounce Wang Qiang's future. I saw the electric snakes winding in the sky, gathering from all directions as they kept wandering.
The Lingyun Dao realm will attract thunder from the sky and kill Wang Qiang. Once the thunder falls, Wang Qiang will face the end of his soul being destroyed and never being reincarnated!
Looking up at the sky thunder that was constantly gathering and exuding unparalleled terrifying pressure, Wang Qiang finally spoke, "I thought that I could face life and death calmly, but now that things have come to a head, I have discovered that I am not that kind."
strong."
"I'm a little scared. After all, who wants to experience death again and again?"
These words seemed to be spoken by Wang Qiang to everyone present, but it was more like he was speaking to himself.
"It's just that I don't seem to regret it." Wang Qiang's tone gradually changed from a low tone at the beginning to a firm tone. His voice became louder and louder. Looking at the thunder that was gathering in the air, he shouted loudly: "Ye
The owl deserves to die, so I will kill him. Your Lingyun Dao is so powerful that you can easily kill me today."
"In the final analysis, strength is the last word in this world. People with strength can decide the life and death of others!"
"But let me tell you, today you are only able to take my life, Wang Qiang, because you are stronger, not because I, Wang Qiang, are afraid of you!"
"The so-called upper realm, the so-called Tao realm, is just a world and a force. You are not nobler than anyone else, and I am not inferior to you. If there is an afterlife, if I, Wang Qiang, still have a chance, I must go to the upper realm myself.
Realm, overthrow your so-called Tao realm, cramp and peel off the skin of those who stand high above, looking down on all living beings, and suppress them to the underworld!"
Wang Qiang's voice reached the sky, and at the same time, the power of the thunder was even greater, causing the entire space to faintly distort and vibrate, seeming to be mocking Wang Qiang for overestimating his own capabilities.
This is a confrontation, a confrontation between Wang Qiang's will and the will of the upper realm.
This confrontation has nothing to do with cultivation, let alone strength, but only the pride in each other's hearts and their absolute confidence in themselves!
"Although I, Wang Qiang, have died today, my heart is eternal and my will will last forever. Today, I, Wang Qiang, can kill your Taozi alone. In the future, there will be ten, hundreds, tens of millions, ten thousand people!"
"There will always be someone who tells you with practical actions that we will never stop killing you. We are like a spark of fire that will shine forever in the world!"
"Crack!"
After Wang Qiang finished speaking his last words, thunder suddenly fell from the sky.
The dark sky suddenly became as bright as day, and heavy rain fell suddenly.
And Wang Qiang also turned into fly ash under this thunder, completely dissipating in this world.
Yin Chunqiu, who had been standing silently next to Wang Qiang, took a deep look at the ashes left on the ground and turned to look in another direction.