She leaned forward slightly, staring intently into Bai Qiangu's eyes, and asked with a smile, "I can sense the killing intent within you that seems to devour the heavens and the earth. Tell me, what exactly is the source of your killing intent?"
Others who practice the path of killing do so either to achieve eternal life, or for revenge, or out of pure destructive desire.
However, from Bai Qiangu, she felt a completely different and extremely distorted emotion.
Hearing this, a rare, sickly and spine-chilling sneer appeared on Bai Qiangu's face, which was as cold as ten-thousand-year-old black ice.
"My killing intent?"
Bai Qiangu tilted her head slightly, and her dark red eyes sparkled with extreme madness and obsession. "Naturally, it is... to kill everyone around my husband. Kill all those who try to approach him, those who try to harm him, and even those who are merely glanced at by him. Cleanse this world and make it so that only my husband and I remain in this heaven and earth."
The Killing Dao Ancestor was slightly stunned.
She had thought she would hear some grand ambition, but she never expected it to be such an extremely crazy and selfish, paranoid kind of love.
"Interesting... so interesting!"
Just as the Killing Dao Ancestor was about to continue mocking, the next moment, her gaze suddenly fixed firmly on the depths of Bai Qiangu's soul.
The Killing Dao Ancestor's originally nonchalant expression instantly froze. Then, her eyes burst out with an unprecedented fanaticism and excitement. She suddenly stood up from her bone throne, pointed at Bai Qiangu, and her voice even trembled with extreme excitement:
"You... Is this... the [One Conquest, Eternal Conquest] on you?"
Suddenly, she burst into a crazy laugh, almost laughing until tears came out. Her laughter was filled with endless tyranny and a deeply hidden fanaticism. "Hahaha! Could it be that that man is still alive? Where is he?"
Bai Qiangu frowned, and a flash of vigilance and surprise crossed her eyes. She glanced at the red-clothed woman and coldly asked, "You know my husband?"
"Not only do I know him!"
The Killing Dao Ancestor suddenly clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her eyes became extremely complicated at this moment, filled with boundless hatred, deep-seated tyranny, but also a kind of almost sickly infatuation. "He and I... were extremely affectionate."
When she said the word "affectionate", the surrounding void even let out a groan under the weight of her intense emotions.
Bai Qiangu looked at the arrogant woman on the throne in surprise.
She could sense the pure and ultimate source of killing on the other woman. This was the Killing Dao Ancestor who had achieved the Dao through killing and climbed to the peak of the immortal realm by stepping on the bones of hundreds of millions of living beings!
"A woman like you would also fall in love with a man?" Bai Qiangu coldly retorted, with a hint of doubt in her tone.
In Bai Qiangu's view, apart from her Ye Xuan, there was no other man worthy of a second look in this world.
And this Heavenly Venerable of the Killing Path, who regarded all sentient beings as mere grass dogs, was actually trapped by love?
The Killing Dao Ancestor didn't answer immediately. Instead, she flashed in front of Bai Qiangu in an instant.
She stretched out her pale fingers and almost pressed them against Bai Qiangu's face, carefully and greedily examining the aura of the [One Conquest, Eternal Conquest].
After a long time, the fanatic light in the Killing Dao Ancestor's eyes gradually dimmed. She shook her head disappointedly and let out a long sigh.
"No... The aura on you is of the same origin, but it doesn't seem to be from my husband."
The Killing Dao Ancestor withdrew her hand, and her tone was filled with undisguised disappointment and melancholy. "It seems that the person who possesses this talent should be someone else... What a pity."
In Bai Qiangu's heart, however, there was a huge upheaval, and she was extremely shocked.
As one of Ye Xuan's most devoted women, she naturally knew how terrifying and overbearing the [One Conquest, Eternal Conquest] talent was!
This was a forbidden power that, once one's body and mind submitted, would brand one's soul and true spirit for all lifetimes, making it absolutely impossible to betray!
"Is there actually another person in this world who has mastered the [One Conquest, Eternal Conquest] besides my husband, Ye Xuan?" Bai Qiangu couldn't help but blurt out.
"Of course."
When mentioning the person deeply buried in her memory, the disappointment in the Killing Dao Ancestor's eyes instantly turned into surging tyranny and killing intent. But at the very core of this killing intent, there was also a strange mixture of unknown tenderness and an unbreakable bond of affection.
She gritted her teeth and said word by word, as if each word was blood squeezed out from between her teeth:
"That man is called the Emotion-Refining Demon Venerable. He is a... Dao Ancestor of the Emotion Path who suppresses all other paths with the path of emotion and makes countless female emperors and heavenly venerables tremble in fear!"
Bai Qiangu looked surprised. To be called a Dao Ancestor and to be able to suppress all other paths with one path, how terrifying must he be?
She couldn't help but ask, "Is he really that powerful?"
"Powerful my ass!"
The Killing Dao Ancestor seemed to have touched her most humiliating reverse scale and suddenly flew into a rage. She started cursing loudly, "His real combat power is nothing! If it were a one-on-one fight, his meager cultivation wouldn't even rank among the top thousand in the immortal realm!"
"All he relies on is his mouth and his strange [One Conquest, Eternal Conquest] to conquer us powerful female Dao Ancestors who stand at the peak of the immortal realm!"
The Killing Dao Ancestor's chest heaved violently, as if she had been caught up in that unforgettable yet extremely intoxicating memory.
"The first time I met him, he dared to break into my Killing Path Sacred Region without knowing his own limits. In a fit of anger, I fought with him. Guess what? I only used three moves! Three moves were enough to beat him to a pulp and make him scurry around like a lost dog!"
A sneering smile curled up on the Killing Dao Ancestor's lips, and her eyes were full of contempt. "He had no dignity at all. He knelt at my feet like a dead dog, kowtowing like a pounding garlic, and crying and begging me not to kill him."
"At that time, I became interested. Those who could cultivate to the realm of Dao Ancestor were all the strongest with innate pride and would rather die than submit. In my endless years of life, it was the first time I had seen such a despicable and unprincipled Dao Ancestor."
"So, I didn't kill him. Instead, I took him in as a dog and locked him up in my bedroom. I pierced his shoulder blades with chains condensed from the laws of the Killing Path and tortured him day and night, enjoying his shrill screams and humble pleas for mercy."
Speaking of this, the Killing Dao Ancestor's eyes gradually became gloomy, and there was even a hint of confusion that she herself couldn't understand:
"For a full hundred years. I beat him when I was in a bad mood, and I also beat him when I was in a good mood. But somehow... in the daily abuse, I gradually treated him better and better. His every cough, every frightened look, and even his bloodshot and flattering smile began to tug at my heart."
"As the Lord of the Killing Path, I noticed something was wrong. I knew that my Dao heart had cracked. I... had actually fallen in love with this dog!"
The Killing Dao Ancestor closed her eyes painfully, and her voice trembled.
"The path of killing knows no mercy. How could I be bound by the net of love? So, just when I made up my mind to kill him with my own hands, in order to achieve supreme detachment from emotions and prove the Dao through killing..."
"Instead of dodging, he smiled and stepped forward to meet my Killing Divine Sword. He voluntarily offered himself to be killed by me."
"At the moment when the sword tip pierced his heart and I saw that he was willing to die for me... the sword in my hand stopped."
The Killing Dao Ancestor suddenly opened her eyes, and two trails of blood - mixed tears slid down her pale cheeks. She gave a tragic smile and said, "I hesitated. And at that moment, I knew I was completely finished. I, the great Killing Dao Ancestor, was completely trapped and became the most pitiful slave of love!"
Bai Qiangu was greatly shocked. She could really understand the feeling of going crazy for a man.
"What happened next?" Bai Qiangu asked.
"Next..."
The Killing Dao Ancestor took a deep breath, and her eyes became extremely complicated. "He became my husband. At first, he was also very kind to me, and we spent a period of time like a pair of immortals in love. But later, everything changed."
"He began to repeatedly mention the painful days when I tortured him like a dog and pierced his shoulder blades. He looked at me with those hurt and resentful eyes without saying a word."
"I was already deeply in love with him, and my heart was tortured by guilt to the point of being full of holes. In order to make up for him and soothe the wounds in his heart, I voluntarily gave up the dignity of a Dao Ancestor..."
The Killing Dao Ancestor bit her lips, and blood oozed out. "I told him that I was willing to atone for my sins and be his dog. Just like this... I tortured him for a hundred years, and then, he treated me like a dog and ordered me around for a full one hundred thousand years!"
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