Chapter 854 -88: Go Ahead

In the Relic of the Cyan Lotus Sect.

The decayed body shrouded in black mist was surrounded by the crowd, his rotten face showing a fierce look, eyes wildly staring at Qiu Zhihe, Su Xin, and Wu Yiren:

“Very well! Daughters! Since you’ve presented yourselves, today I shall take your souls!”

With a sharp scream, the black mist around him surged out wildly, instantly filling the entire hall of the Divine Statue.

“If it were outside, my soul power would be limited by heaven and earth, unable to exert its full strength, but in this relic, you have nowhere to hide!”

Countless black mist surged toward the crowd, Xu Caihe and Zhou Ling’Er hugged each other, crying:

“I told you we shouldn’t have followed in for the excitement! Now look at what happened, we’re caught up too, boo-hoo!”

“Ling’Er, we’re really going to die this time, boo-hoo!”

The two cried for a while, but found themselves unharmed, opened their eyes, and discovered that the pervasive black mist suddenly stopped.

“Ah!!”

The Demon Embryo suddenly screamed in agony:

“Zhenyang, are you mad?! What are you doing?!”

It was seen that the residual soul of Zhenyang, held by the Demon Embryo, suddenly actively burrowed into the body of the Demon Embryo, and the residual souls of the Demon Embryo and the original body began to fuse.

However, these two residual souls were no longer one; under forced fusion, both faces showed extreme pain.

“Demon Embryo! I… I will not let you harm my daughters again!”

“Stop! If we force fusion, our souls will endure endless torment and agony! Are you mad?! Ah!!”

In the air, a white and a black residual soul gradually fused, yet increasingly twisted, as if two lumps of differently-colored dough were forcibly kneaded together.

The face of the Demon Embryo and the original body alternated in appearance, yet melted together, looking extremely terrifying.

The piercing screams continued to sound, even those with powerful cultivation turned pale.

Fang Xue covered her mouth: “The soul continuously shatters and reforms, unending, such torment, goodness!”

Tantai Mingyue looked troubled, her eyes slightly red: “Senior Brother…”

At this moment, in the twisted and fragmented black-and-white soul fusion, a white residual soul appeared again, Zhenyang’s face crystal clear, a gentle smile on his face, looking at Qiu Zhihe:

“Daughter, I was too cowardly back then; father let you and your mother down, the Demon Embryo must not reappear in the world, do it!”

Qiu Zhihe’s cold and severe expression paused, staring blankly at Zhenyang’s residual soul, then her face regained its coldness, and once again a sword composed of frost and red flame appeared in her hand.

The next moment, Qiu Zhihe’s figure flashed, already before the twisting struggling two masses of residual souls.

The sword in her hand pierced through the now-united residual soul, nailing it to the forehead of the Divine Statue!

Exactly as it was where Sheng Tanglian died five hundred years ago!

Ah!!!

The black soul of the Demon Embryo screamed frantically, constantly struggling, but the white residual soul of Zhenyang still had a smiling face.

He seemed to have returned to Qiushui Town five hundred years ago.

On that small bridge, Sheng Tanglian stood prettily at the bridgehead, a few male cultivators wanted to flirt with her.

He stood up, but was badly beaten by those male cultivators. Sheng Tanglian drove them away but found him interesting and invited him home as a guest.

The two sat on a small boat, sailing on Qiushui Lake.

He sat at the bow, watching Sheng Tanglian steer the boat while singing a ballad.

That scene remained in his mind forever.

Within the twisted fused soul, Zhenyang’s residual soul began to hum quietly:

“In March standing on the bridge admiring lotus, only hoping the gentleman cherishes me, the little boat drifts homeward, spring breeze and willow bind a lasting bond…”

Then, that gentle and refined face disappeared, completely fused with the black residual soul.

It transformed into a twisted, terrifying, bizarre soul entity.

This soul no longer struggled, nailed by the Ice and Fire Long Sword to the forehead of the Divine Statue, sometimes emitting a ghastly scream, sometimes a faint song was heard.

The Relic of the Cyan Lotus Sect returned to complete tranquility.

Suddenly someone cried out, Wu Yiren with tears streaming down her face: “Mother, your vengeance is avenged!”

Tantai Mingyue closed her eyes, letting out a long sigh.

Beside her, Su Xin’s eyes were red, staring at the immobilized residual soul, her expression complex, while Ming Hu held her hand. The two exchanged a glance, and Su Xin leaned gently on him.

Wei Wan flew in front of the residual soul, performed a salute: “You raised me, what I have done for you has sufficiently repaid the grace of raising… we shall never meet again.”

Qiu Zhihe’s body trembled slightly, suddenly falling, Qin Gengyun caught her, looking at the pale, tear-streaked beauty in his arms.

Qin Gengyun held her gently, spoke softly:

“My wife, I am here with you.”

Mo Xiaolan suddenly spoke to everyone: “We still need to return to Jianxian City to see Senior Wei Ying, let’s go.”

The others understood, silently walking into the black hole of space, leaving the Relic of the Cyan Lotus Sect.

In the vast hall of the Divine Statue, only the statue of Sheng Tanglian, Zhenyang’s residual soul, Qiu Zhihe, and Qin Gengyun remained.

However, the statue of Sheng Tanglian was already lifeless, and Zhenyang’s residual soul could no longer speak, forever imprisoned here, enduring the perpetual pain of soul shattering.

Qin Gengyun landed on the ground, gently setting Qiu Zhihe down.

Qiu Zhihe’s figure grew taller, her round face turning into an oval face, her long hair half red, half white, kneeling in front of the Divine Statue.

“Mother!”

She kowtowed three times to the Divine Statue of Sheng Tanglian, raising her head, her face full of tears.

Qin Gengyun knelt with her, slowly saying: “Senior, your great vengeance has been avenged, I will take good care of the Cyan Lotus.”

A residual soul of Xia Jinglian flew out from Qin Gengyun’s chest, she looked up at the Divine Statue, her voice choked with sobs:

“Sister Sheng, your daughter has grown, now with a desirable husband, the events of five hundred years ago, today, it’s resolved, rest assured.”

Suddenly, a gentle light emanated from the forehead of the Divine Statue.

Within the light curtain, a warrior in red, her long hair tied in a single ponytail, appeared faintly, she looked at the three below, eyes smiling.

A moment later, the light vanished, and the relic of the Cyan Lotus Sect trembled violently.

The Divine Statue sank slowly into the ground, along with the black-and-white residual soul nailed by the Ice and Fire Long Sword at its forehead, completely disappearing.

Finally, only a clear, crisp voice remained:

“Go!”

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Three days later.

Jianxian City.

Luo Xiaohong drowsily opened her eyes, seeing a grinning face before her.

“Fifth Sister, you’re awake!”

Luo Xiaohong looked bewildered: “Friend Su, why do you call me Fifth Sister?”

Liu Su began counting on his fingers: “The young lady has Xia Qinglian and Qiu Zhihe’s bodies, that counts as two, Xiaolan is the third, I’m the fourth, doesn’t that make you the fifth? Ouch! Why did you hit me, son-in-law?”

Qin Gengyun impatiently shooed Liu Su away, smiling at Luo Xiaohong:

“Xiaohong, we were all very worried, it’s good you are awake.”

Luo Xiaohong responded with an oh, suddenly seeing a ruin outside the window, the seventh floor of the Immortal Brew Tower was gone, only a desolate, barren wasteland remained.

Curiously, she asked: “Husband, why is Jianxian City gone?”

Qin Gengyun was silent for a moment, then smiled: “Jianxian City is gone, but Hongzhou is still here, that’s enough.”

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