Chapter 259 – Rage
Nie Li tightly grasped the Thunder God’s Meteorite Sword. When he saw how pained Ye Zong looked, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. With his current strength, he was capable of engaging in battle Demon Lord; however killing him would still be a difficult task.
After spending so much time together, Nie Li regarded Ye Zong as a second father in his heart.
Ye Zong endured the pain. Even though one of his arms had been ripped off and he was being held in a choke hold, he still had an air of unyielding pride.
Ye Zong solemnly said. “Nie Li, don’t worry about me. Use all your strength to kill him! Even if I wind up in hell, I’ll go happily!” His gaze moved away from Ye Ziyun. He had spent his entire life protecting Glory City, and would until his last breath. The only thing he would regret was leaving Ye Ziyun behind.
When she saw how much Ye Zong was suffering, tears fell from Ye Ziyun’s cheeks. She recalled her childhood, when her father had held her hands and led her along as they watched the distant scarlet clouds.
“Yun’er, did you know? Glory City is the one place we can call home. Countless ancestors have died in order to protect this home. Their spilled blood has contributed to the glory of the Snow Wind Family. You should feel proud of your ancestors. If Glory City meets with danger one day, I will also hand over my life without hesitation.”
Back then, Ye Ziyun couldn’t understand her father’s words. But as she grew up and started to understand, she tried her best to become stronger and help her father. Finally, she had stepped into Legend rank, but right now, she could only watch as Ye Zong suffered.
The Demon Lord laughed and said, “Ye Zong, did you think that if you lot were to join hands, that you’d be able to kill me? Hand the demon spirit stone over to me. Otherwise, not to mention just you, everyone here will die!” As he finished speaking, the Demon Lord grabbed Ye Zong’s other arm and tore it off.
With both of his arms dismembered, Ye Zong’s face twisted in pain.
On the contrary, his suffering caused the Demon Lord to be happy. He held onto Ye Zong’s neck and continued to exert strength. He could kill Ye Zong whenever he wished, if he cared to apply more force.
Seeing Ye Zong’s life hanging on a thread, Ye Mo hastily yelled, “Wait, as long as you let Ye Zong go, I’ll give the you the demon spirit stone!”
Ye Mo took out a demon spirit stone.
The Demon Lord coldly laughed, “Throw the demon spirit stone over!”
“Let him go first!” Ye Mo said in solemn voice.
The Demon Lord smiled sinisterly and said, “Ye Mo, it seems that you’re still unclear about the current situation. You guys have no other choice! If you don’t pass the demon spirit stone over right now, I’ll kill Ye Zong first, then take it from your hands. After that, what can you possibly do to me?”
The Demon Lord continued to exert force as Ye Zong’s sides continued to flow with blood. If he didn’t receive immediate aid, it would be too late!
Ye Mo’s eyes widened. Although he was usually extremely strict with Ye Zong, Ye Zong had always made him proud. As he watched his own son suffer, he desired that it would rather be himself who suffered!
“This is the demon spirit stone that you wanted!” Ye Mo threw the stone over.