As Xing Su's mournful cry faded, the black mist enveloping Hun Changqing solidified, and the energy within it that had been relentlessly eroding Hun Changqing's life force ceased.
The remnant soul of the Morning Star Ancient Emperor abruptly turned its head, looking at Xing Su, whose eyes were now bloodshot, her clenched fists so tight they had torn her palms, blood gushing from them. With the Morning Star Ancient Emperor's sharp eyes, it immediately perceived Xing Su's condition, and said with a hint of disappointment,
"Xiao Tong, this person treated you like this; it wouldn't be too much for me to extract his soul and refine his spirit. And you still want to speak up for him?"
Upon hearing the Morning Star Ancient Emperor's words, Xing Su's delicate body trembled violently, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes before... Having made up her mind, Xing Su nodded heavily to Emperor Chenxing, gritted her teeth, and said,
"Ancestor, please don't kill him. I will handle my own affairs with him."
When her ancestor appeared earlier, Xing Su had indeed been overjoyed, her eyes and lips brimming with unconcealed joy. She felt that the immense humiliation she had suffered over the past few dozen days could finally be released. Her demeanor was like that of someone who had endured endless grievances in her husband's family, finally seeing her own family arrive. At that moment, she felt incredibly relieved.
Xing Su had already imagined Hun Changqing meekly apologizing and begging for forgiveness before her.
However, she never expected that Hun Changqing would not only not act as she had anticipated, but would instead threaten Emperor Chenxing with her life in exchange for her survival. At that moment, Xing Su's heart was filled with complex emotions, and a deep resentment arose within her towards Hun Changqing's completely indifferent attitude.
Xing Su was furious with Hun Changqing. When the Ancient Emperor Chenxing made his move, Xing Su merely watched resentfully from the sidelines, wanting to see Hun Changqing suffer the same torment she had endured before, and then, unable to bear it any longer, beg for mercy in a low voice.
However, as time passed, Xing Su not only didn't hear Hun Changqing beg for mercy, but instead saw a relaxed smile on his face, as if he were calmly facing his impending death. Sensing Hun Changqing's rapidly weakening life force, which was about to dissipate completely, Xing Su panicked completely.
Thinking of that relaxed smile Hun Changqing had shown before his death, Xing Su felt utterly helpless and resentful. How could Hun Changqing, after transforming her into this state, still face death so calmly?
What would become of her after Hun Changqing died? Would she have to endure the torment of her heart alone in this world?
The thought of Hun Changqing's death made Xing Su feel as if her world had fallen into an endless darkness from which she could never escape. Her heart felt as if it were being twisted by a sharp knife, the pain making it hard for her to breathe. At that moment, Xing Su's killing intent towards Hun Changqing completely dissipated, leaving only fear and helplessness. She was afraid that Hun Changqing would die like this.
"Hmph, that brat was still thinking of dragging you down with him even in death. If I hadn't removed those strange energies from your body beforehand, even I couldn't have stopped the energy from erupting when he suddenly activated it. Do you know what consequences you would have faced after that energy eruption?
He doesn't care about you at all. This kind of bastard only cares about himself. Maybe in the future, when there is a life-threatening situation, he will throw you out as a shield. And you still want to plead for such a bastard?"
Chenxing Ancient Emperor looked at Xing Su's pathetic appearance, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. He snorted coldly and said angrily.
Upon hearing Emperor Chenxing's words, Xingxiu's delicate body trembled even more violently. She clenched her fists tightly and bit her lips. Her soft lips were now bitten raw by her teeth due to the turmoil in her mind, making her already crimson lips appear even redder. Although Xingxiu was somewhat moved by Chenxing Ancient Emperor's words, her gaze remained unwavering. She stared at him, biting her lip, saying nothing, but her meaning was clear: she didn't want Hun Changqing to die!
"Hmph!"
Chenxing Ancient Emperor was somewhat annoyed by Xingxiu's resolute attitude, but said nothing more. Looking at Hun Changqing, still shrouded in black mist, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
But then, a helpless expression appeared. He waved his hand sharply in Hun Changqing's direction, and the dense black mist surrounding him instantly dissipated. The plaza gradually calmed down as the black mist dissipated.
"Consider yourself lucky, you bastard,"
Chenxing Ancient Emperor said coldly, regardless of whether Hun Changqing could hear him, before turning to Xingxiu.
"If this were ten thousand years ago, when I was still alive, even if you pleaded, this brat would definitely not have survived. He would have suffered the cruelest punishments in the world. But I am already dead, and this remnant soul cannot hold on much longer. Ultimately, you must decide your own fate. I will let him go this time, and I hope you will not regret your decision."
Xing Su felt the black mist enveloping Hun Changqing completely dissipate, and his life force was no longer waning. He was out of danger, and her face lit up with joy. She quickly said to Emperor Chenxing,
"Thank you, Ancestor!"
However, while Xing Su expressed her gratitude, all her attention was focused on Hun Changqing, who was now suspended in the air, his consciousness sinking.
Although Hun Changqing was out of danger, his soul had been severely injured, and it would not be easy for him to awaken quickly. Xing Su quickly leaped to Hun Changqing's side and gently embraced him.
Looking at Hun Changqing lying peacefully in her arms, his face serene and serene, no longer possessed by his previous sinister and malevolent nature, Xingxiu's face involuntarily softened into a gentle smile.
She reached out her fair, jade-like hand and gently stroked Hun Changqing's flawless face, her gaze somewhat wistful. At this moment, she suddenly wished time could stand still, that Hun Changqing would remain nestled obediently in her arms forever.