Bai Wuxiang was kicked away by him, flipped twice in the air, landed steadily, and shouted: "Are you crazy?!"

He is angry!

In such a long time, this was the first time Xie Lian saw such strong emotional fluctuations in this thing, which made him very happy. He grabbed the black sword on the ground and attacked it, saying: "I'm not crazy, I'm just back!"

The kick just now was unexpected, and the next one would not be so easy. Bai Wuxiang dodged and said coldly: "Have you... forgotten? How your parents left you, how your countrymen treated you, how your followers betrayed you! Just for one person, a little passerby! Have you forgotten all of this?!"

Xie Lian said: “I haven’t forgotten! But——”

He swung his sword and shouted angrily with full force: "None of your business!!!"

Bai Wuxiang grabbed the sword blade and held it so tightly that blood flowed and his joints made crackling sounds.

He was a little out of control, and muttered in disbelief: "... waste, waste! You are such a waste! At this point, you can still regret it and turn back!"

Xie Lian also pressed the blade of his sword downwards with all his strength, gritting his teeth and saying, “…You make me sick, so I absolutely don’t want to become something as disgusting as you!”

“…”

Bai Wuxiang seemed to calm down a little, and regained his tone of mind as if everything was under his control. He said, "Forget it, you are just struggling to survive. Have you forgotten what I told you?"

Xie Lian took a breath, and Bai Wuxiang said word by word: "The battlefield undead have been summoned by you. Now, it's too late. They are unstoppable!"

In the pouring rain, the black sword in Xie Lian's hand made a sharp buzzing sound, which made his ears and brain hurt. Bai Wuxiang asked, "What are you going to do? Is it worth it? To bear the eternal curse for these people?"

Since the kick he gave him, Xie Lian has been in a state of boiling blood and hot head. He wielded his sword and spoke from the heart, without thinking about what to do next. He didn't know how to answer him, so he said, "You can't see what I'm going to do. Before that, I'll get rid of you first!"

Bai Wuxiang snorted coldly and said, "You don't know your own limitations!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Lian felt his body lighten and he flew up into the air.

He immediately calmed his mind and tried to find his center of gravity, but before he could find it, a white shadow flashed above him, and another strong force attacked him. Xie Lian seemed to have turned into an iron ball, being thrown down heavily, and with a loud bang, he smashed deeply into the ground.

If Xie Lian still had some hope that he could win with a burst of energy, he was completely sobered after this blow.

Can't win!

It’s too strong! This thing is overwhelmingly strong for him!

Xie Lian had never had this "overwhelming" thought when facing any enemy, and only occasionally had a flash of this thought when facing Jun Wu. But Jun Wu was indeed strong, but he was a restrained and flexible strength, completely different from Bai Wuxiang. This thing's strength was accompanied by a ferocious sharpness and murderous intent full of resentment.

So, with just one move, Xie Lian realized that he could never beat Bai Wuxiang. Perhaps only Jun Wu could be a rival of the same level as this thing.

However, his voice now cannot reach Jun Wu at all!

With a fierce kick, Bai Wuxiang’s snow-white boots stepped on Xie Lian’s chest and said grimly, “From the very beginning, it was because you overestimated your own abilities and had wishful thinking that all this happened!”

Xie Lian’s internal organs shrank into a ball as he was stepped on. The pain was unbearable, but he held back a mouthful of blood and said, “No. It’s not me!”

Bai Wuxiang said: "Huh?"

Xie Lian reached out and grabbed his boots tightly. His vision was clearer than ever before. His eyes were gleaming as he spoke, “It was you who brought the human-faced plague. It was you who caused all this!”

“…”

Bai Wuxiang snorted: "Maybe. If you must think so."

Then, he smiled and said, "But you have to understand that if you hadn't overestimated your own abilities and tried to go against the will of heaven, I wouldn't be in this world. I was born to follow the will of heaven."

The fire in Xie Lian’s eyes was not dampened by the heavy rain, but burned even more vigorously. He said, “Don’t be so self-righteous! I don’t need you to teach me, I can learn it myself. If you represent destiny, then destiny should be destroyed!”

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the wind blew violently. Bai Wuxiang's voice became deeper again.

He said softly, "I have taught you so carefully, but you are stubborn. Prince, I have lost my patience."

Xie Lian coughed a few more times, and Bai Wuxiang said, “But it doesn’t matter. You’ve already awakened them, and you’re just one step away. Let me help you with this last step.”

Xie Lian asked cautiously, “What do you want?”

Bai Wuxiang bent down, grabbed Xie Lian’s hand, forced the black sword into his hand, held it, and raised the sword to the sky!

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, injected into the heart of the black sword, and then reflected back. Dense dark clouds began to stir, and a black sea of ​​clouds appeared over the entire Yong'an, with countless human faces, hands, and feet tumbling in it, as if hell had moved to the sky.

Meanwhile, the sun set.

Xie Lian was lying on the ground, with the rolling black clouds and the sky full of lightning and thunder reflected in his eyes. Bai Wuxiang threw him down, and the black sword fell to the ground with a clang.

From the clouds came the screams and roars of a mighty army. This scene was so devastating that many people in the streets and alleys were startled and came out, holding umbrellas with bewildered faces, asking one after another: "What's going on?" "What are you making so much noise about?" "Oh my god?! What's that in the sky?! Is that a human face?!" "The world is in chaos, a sign of chaos!"

Xie Lian, his face covered in mud, stumbled to his feet and shouted, “Go back! Go back to the house!! Don’t come out! Go back to the house, run!!!”

The human face epidemic is about to break out again!

Xie Lian waved his hands vigorously while Bai Wuxiang smiled softly. Xie Lian turned around abruptly and glared at him. Bai Wuxiang put his hands up in his sleeves and said calmly, "Why are you so angry? Anyway, you can't turn back, so why not experience the sweetness of revenge. Enjoy it, this is your masterpiece."

"..." Xie Lian asked, "You, do you think I have no other options?"

Bai Wuxiang said: "If you have any other ideas, please?"

Xie Lian took a deep breath, grabbed the black sword on the ground, and walked to the crowd on the street.

Everyone recognized that this was the former prince who had been lying on the street for two days, neither a ghost nor a god, and neither a human nor a god. They all retreated cautiously. Xie Lian shouted, “Stop!”

For some reason, even though he was covered in dirt, he had a strange aura, and everyone really stopped. Xie Lian asked, “Did you see those things in the sky?”

Everyone nodded in confusion. Xie Lian said, “Those are the vengeful spirits that caused the Human Face Plague. The Human Face Plague is about to break out again!”

The black sea of ​​clouds was truly terrifying. Without further persuasion, everyone believed what was said and exclaimed in horror: "Human-faced plague?!" "Why is it coming again?" "Could it really be..."

Some people were at a loss, some turned and ran, but the vast majority stayed where they were, waiting for him to say more. However, Xie Lian said nothing more, but held the sword in his hand and raised it forward.

As soon as he raised the gleaming weapon, everyone was so frightened that they all retreated several feet. However, Xie Lian shouted, “Take it!”

“…”

Everyone asked timidly: "...What?"

In the rain, Xie Lian held up his sword and said in a deep voice, “As long as you stab me with this sword, you won’t be infected with the human face plague.”

“…”

Bai Wuxiang's smile seemed to break for a moment.

After a moment, he said calmly: "Prince, are you crazy?"

Everyone was also confused: "What...what are you talking about?"

"Is he crazy?"

"Stab him with a sword? Seriously? What does he want to do?"

The crowd rustled. Bai Wuxiang burst into laughter and said, "Have you lost your mind or haven't you had enough of the feeling of having your heart pierced by a hundred swords? No, this time, I'm afraid it will be pierced by ten thousand swords. Open your eyes and look at the sky carefully!"

He suddenly stopped laughing and pointed to the sky, saying, "The vengeful spirits have covered the entire Yong'an! In other words, if you want to 'save the people', you have to let everyone in Yong'an stab you with a sword, and you will be turned into a pool of meat paste within a day! How is this stupid behavior different from your original prayer for rain? Do you think you can save everyone?"

Xie Lian turned his back to him and said, “If one day doesn’t work, then a month will do. If one month doesn’t work, then two months, three months! If we can’t save ten thousand, then a thousand. If we can’t save a thousand, then a hundred, ten, even just one!!!”

Bai Wuxiang angrily asked: "Why?!"

Xie Lian raised his sword with both hands and shouted, “No reason! Because I want to!!! Even if I tell you…”

He turned his head slightly and said contemptuously: "——A loser like you won't understand."

“…”

The contempt and disdain in his eyes were too obvious and too deep. Bai Wuxiang seemed to raise his voice involuntarily and asked, "What did you call me?"

Xie Lian ignored him and calmly turned to the crowd, saying, “One stab will do the trick. I won’t die. You’ve all seen it these past two days. But each person is only allowed to do it once, and you’re not allowed to mess around. Listen to me, or I’ll blow anyone’s head off. Believe me, I can blow up a hundred of you with one hand.”

Bai Wuxiang said in disbelief: "You are a loser who has ruined your country and your family, and you actually called me a loser?"

No one dared to take the sword from Xie Lian, but they didn’t dare to take it, nor did they dare to run. Bai Wuxiang was ignored by him, and became even more angry. He said in a cold voice: “…Okay. Then I will see with my own eyes what you will get yourself into if you insist on your own way. But no matter what the end is, it’s all your own fault. Don’t break down and cry in the end, and come to me again if you regret it.”

After pushing and shoving for a while, the dark clouds in the sky became heavier and heavier, as if they were about to collapse. The screams of countless people were still ringing in their ears. Finally, a father was so scared that he couldn't stand it anymore. He dragged a child over to take the sword and said, "I, I'll take my little treasure to try it first..."

Everyone else was still hesitating, and when they saw this, they were shocked and asked, "Are you really going to try?!"

The father was actually hesitant, and said with a stiff upper lip: "This... this, it seems that he really won't die! I'm sorry, big brother, I'm really sorry! My little treasure..." As he said that, he covered the eyes of the child in his arms with his hands, letting him hold the black sword. Bai Wuxiang did not intervene, but just smiled coldly. Xie Lian clenched his fist slightly, waiting for the pain to come, and said to himself in his heart: It's okay, it's hurt too many times, I'll get used to it soon.

Unexpectedly, just as the black sword was about to pierce his lower abdomen, it was knocked down with a clang.

Xie Lian didn’t feel the expected severe pain, but instead a loud “No!!”

“…”

He suddenly turned his head to look. The one who knocked down the black sword was actually the water vendor!

The vendor was mixed in the crowd and seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He stood up and said, "I think this is really not good. Look at his stomach. It's bloody. Is it true that he won't die? Even if he won't die, he will bleed, right?"

The father said with a sad face: "This...this..."

The water vendor's wife tried to pull him secretly in the crowd, but the vendor turned around and whispered, "Stop pulling. Go back and talk if you have anything to say!" Then he turned back and said, "Besides, we don't know if stabbing him will really prevent him from getting sick, so why not just stab him blindly?"

The father pointed to the sky and said, "But, soon..."

At this time, the child in his arms started crying. The vendor immediately pointed at him and said, "Look, you asked your son to stab someone with a sword, and your son is so scared that he is crying!"

Sure enough, the child cried loudly and threw the black sword on the ground. He probably didn't understand what his father wanted to do, but he was just scared. At this point, the father's thoughts were completely dispelled, and he hugged his son and went back to the crowd. Some people had been eager to try, but seeing the first person frustrated, the others naturally couldn't come out, so they shouted in the crowd: "Didn't you hear what he said? The human-faced plague is coming again! He is the plague god, and he has brought this to our heads!"

The vendor said, "But if he were the God of Plague, he wouldn't do such a thing voluntarily, would he?"

He kept talking, which made some people impatient: "You also know that he volunteered, so what's the problem? Do you want everyone to die together???"

"Just sell your water. Why are you making a fuss now when you usually sell less than the weight..."

The peddler's wife had been secretly pulling him, but when she heard this, she immediately exploded, her face flushed and she cursed: "Bullshit, who is short of weight?! Get out here and say it again?!"

The other party immediately shrank back. The vendor also blushed, then stiffened his neck and said, "I say! Whether he is willing or not is his business, whether we do it or not is our business, right? This is like stabbing someone with a knife, right? If I gave him a glass of water or something these two days, I might still want to try this sword now, but... I didn't give it to him! Who gave it to me? I can't lose face like this anyway!"