The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

Chapter 176 Death of Luo Lingshan

The murderous aura emanating from Yun Mohan grew intensified. His gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing the Heavenly Emperor without flinching. The Heavenly Emperor's face was filled with rage, his chest heaving violently, clearly furious at Yun Mohan's threats.

The surrounding immortal servants were all silent, afraid to even breathe, fearing they would accidentally anger these two powerful figures. The air seemed to freeze, the silence so horrifying.

Yun Mohan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the strain. Every breath he took was tinged with deep anger and determination. The Emperor of Heaven, on the other hand, held onto the dragon throne, his knuckles trembling slightly from the strain. He stared at Yun Mohan intently, his eyes burning with rage.

At this critical moment, an old immortal hurried over and broke the suffocating deadlock. He bowed and said urgently, "Your Majesty, God, please don't be impulsive. We can discuss everything!" However, Yun Mohan and the Emperor of Heaven were both immersed in anger at this time, and it was unknown whether they would listen to his words of advice.

Yun Mohan sneered, "Are we negotiable? Since the Thousand Machine Addiction is a taboo in the Heavenly Realm, why did it appear in the human world? Who gave it to Luo Lingshan?"

His voice echoed in the empty palace, filled with endless anger and questioning.

Yun Mohan's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the Emperor. "Your Majesty, you must give me an explanation for this matter. How could Luo Lingshan, the daughter of the head of the Lingxiao Sect, obtain such a forbidden item? Is there someone behind this?"

The Emperor's face was gloomy. "Yun Mohan, please stop slandering me. I will investigate this matter thoroughly and will give you a satisfactory answer."

Yun Mohan gritted his teeth and said, "I hope Your Majesty can keep his word. If I can't find out the truth, I will not give up."

The atmosphere in the palace grew increasingly tense, as if a storm was about to break out. Yun Mohan's fury burned uncontrollably, and the Emperor of Heaven was caught up in the awkwardness and irritation of being questioned.

His figure disappeared as quickly as lightning, leaving everyone in the hall looking at each other in bewilderment. Yun Mohan was extremely anxious, his mind filled with the safety of his wife Xing Xuanli.

After returning to the human world, he went straight to the room where his wife was. Seeing Xing Xuanli still unconscious, his heart was clenched.

"Li'er, you must hold on. I will definitely find a way to save you." Yun Mohan gently held Xing Xuanli's hand, his voice full of firmness and tenderness.

The room was filled with a heavy atmosphere at this time. Yun Mohan sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving Xing Xuanli's face, silently praying for a miracle to happen.

At this time in the imperial palace, in Luo Lingshan's bedroom, Luo Lingshan was sitting at the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, a triumphant smile on her lips.

"Xing Xuanli, you can only be a Sleeping Beauty in this life." She muttered to herself, her eyes full of pride and viciousness.

Luo Lingshan felt a surge of joy as she recalled the poison the mysterious man had given her last time. Back then, the mysterious man had told her that the poison would cause the victim to become drowsy from time to time and was difficult to cure. Without hesitation, she used the poison on Xing Xuanli, simply to eliminate this thorn in her side.

Just when she was feeling proud, she didn't notice Xing Luoheng in the corner at all.

Xing Luoheng's cold voice rang out: "Did you poison my sister?"

Luo Lingshan was frightened by the sudden voice and trembled all over. The smugness on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by fear and panic. She turned her head and saw Xing Luoheng standing there.

Luo Lingshan saw Xing Luoheng's eyes widen, "Who are you? Come here! There's an assassin!"

Her voice was sharp and panicked, trying to call for help. However, Xing Luoheng was not affected by her shouting at all, and instead moved closer to her.

"Hmph, don't waste your energy. No one can save you today." Xing Luoheng's voice was as cold as ice.

Luo Lingshan's face turned pale and her body trembled uncontrollably: "You...what do you want?"

Xing Luoheng glared at her: "I want you to pay for what you did to my sister!"

Luo Lingshan was still making her final struggle: "I...I am the emperor's concubine, you can't touch me!"

"So what if I'm a concubine? I should be punished if I make a mistake." Xing Luoheng's eyes were full of determination.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside, as if guards had heard the shouts and rushed over. Luo Lingshan seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.

Xing Luoheng's lips curled up into a devilish smile, "Luo Lingshan, do you think these good-for-nothings are a match for this Saint Son?"

His eyes were full of disdain and ridicule, and he didn't take the approaching guards seriously at all.

The hope that had just ignited in Luo Lingshan's eyes was instantly extinguished, and she said in a trembling voice: "You...you don't mess around!"

Xing Luoheng snorted coldly: "Mess around? Today I will let you know the consequences of doing evil!

Luo Lingshan conjured up a long whip and rushed towards Xing Luoheng fiercely. Xing Luoheng grabbed the whip that was coming towards him, squeezed it lightly, and squeezed the spiritual power lightly, and the whip instantly turned into ice chips.

Luo Lingshan's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, "How is this possible!"

Xing Luoheng sneered, "With just these little tricks of yours, you dare to show off in front of this Saint Son."

He casually waved his hand, and the ice chips shot towards Luo Lingshan like sharp arrows. Luo Lingshan dodged in fear, but was still scratched on the cheek by a few pieces of ice chips.

"Ah!" Luo Lingshan screamed, covering her injured face, "How dare you hurt me!"

Xing Luoheng pressed on, "Hurt you? This is just the beginning. I will take back double what you did to my sister."

Luo Lingshan kept backing away, her eyes filled with fear and despair, "Please, let me go..."

"Let you go? Dream on!" Xing Luoheng exerted his strength again, and the powerful spiritual power made the whole room tremble.

Xing Luoheng doesn't care how Luo Lingshan begs for mercy, he must kill Luo Lingshan today.

His eyes burned with rage, as if he wanted to completely incinerate Luo Lingshan. Xing Luoheng once again gathered his spiritual power, and light shone in his palm. The powerful power fluctuations made the air around them become solemn.

"Luo Lingshan, your doomsday has come!" Xing Luoheng roared, and the spiritual power in his hand turned into a sharp light, rushing straight towards Luo Lingshan.

Luo Lingshan collapsed to the ground, her face ashen. She knew she had no way to escape.

Xing Luoheng pinched her neck fiercely. Luo Lingshan couldn't breathe for a moment and slapped Xing Luoheng's hand that was pinching her throat.

Xing Luoheng's eyes flashed with a cold gleam, and his five fingers gripped Luo Lingshan's neck like iron pliers. Luo Lingshan felt a surge of suffocation, the air in her lungs being squeezed out bit by bit, making it impossible to breathe. Terrified, she slapped Xing Luoheng's hand, which was tightly gripping her throat, with both hands. His nails scratched red marks on her arm, and her legs kicked in the struggle, raising a cloud of dust from the ground around them. However, Xing Luoheng seemed oblivious and showed no sign of letting go.

Xing Luoheng's grip on Luo Lingshan's throat suddenly intensified. His knuckles turned white from the force, and veins popped on the back of his hand, as if he was about to crush Luo Lingshan's neck. Luo Lingshan's face flushed purple, and her eyes bulged, threatening to burst from their sockets. She struggled desperately, kicking with her feet, leaving futile marks on the ground. She frantically pried at Xing Luoheng's fingers, but couldn't budge them even a bit.

But in a moment, Luo Lingshan's struggling hands fell limply, and her legs stopped kicking, only twitching slightly. Her eyes widened, her gaze gradually becoming unfocused, the light of life quickly extinguished like a candle in the wind, leaving only a dead silence.