Chapter 277 A Glimmer of Hope (The End)

Wei Feng instinctively reached out to catch him, but was suppressed by the magic array around him and could not move. He watched as Jiang Gu's injuries became more and more numerous and severe, and his white clothes were stained with a glaring bright red. His eyes were full of anxiety and pleading: "Master... Master... let me go."

Jiang Gu stopped a step away from him, raised his hand and traced a line across the side of his neck, slowly revealing the scar that sealed his memories. He spoke calmly, "I initially took you as my disciple only so that one day I could become your Daoist partner, then kill my wife to prove my Dao, transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality. Did you know that?"

Wei Feng shook his head and pursed his lips: "No, Master, no."

He would rather die than admit it, even though he had guessed it long ago.

“You know,” Jiang Gu said, a smirk playing on his lips, “Wei Feng, I’ve only been using you from beginning to end.”

Wei Feng clenched his fists instinctively and said in a deep voice, "No, you're not that kind of person, Master, stop talking."

He didn't want to act anymore. He didn't want to hear a single word from Jiang Gu denying their past, and he didn't want Jiang Gu to look at him so coldly... even though this wasn't the first time Jiang Gu had done this.

But he just couldn't accept it.

"Do you think I'm still acting with you?" Jiang Gu chuckled. "Now there are only three of the eighty-one heavenly lightning bolts left. If it weren't for the Chaos Core in your body supporting this tribulation-crossing formation for me, I probably wouldn't have been able to withstand even the first few bolts."

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, unable to discern the truth or falsehood in Jiang Gu's words, but he still subconsciously chose to believe Jiang Gu. He stared intently at him and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, I will do anything you want, just let me go first."

“You have become the vessel of the Chaos Core. When I ascend, you will perish with the Chaos Core into the world. What difference does it make whether I let you go or not?” Jiang Gu sighed softly.

Wei Feng clearly felt his cultivation level rapidly draining away, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes: "Master?"

"The Binding God Array within you was placed there by me when we first met, to prevent you from becoming uncontrollable in the future; all the cultivation techniques you practice were personally modified by me, and your meridians and dantian bear my imprint. Now, your cultivation is entirely at my disposal to withstand this tribulation." Jiang Gu smiled contemptuously. "Back then at the Changning Divine Palace, your consumption of those Chaos Cores was also part of my plan, including extracting your primordial spirit and blood to heal your injuries, all to make it easier for me to extract your spiritual power today—"

"Whether it's the Changning Temple, which is delusional enough to want to build a road to heaven, or the Yaoyan Temple, a group of half-immortals who only know how to believe in divine decrees, they are all brainless idiots," Jiang Gu said coldly. "They only deserve to become stepping stones on my path to ascension."

"As for you, you're nothing but a pile of mud," Jiang Gu said arrogantly and mockingly, "Do you even deserve to block my path to ascension?"

Only one lightning tribulation remained, but it seemed to have seen through his trick and did not strike for a long time.

Wei Feng began to struggle desperately, and the chaotic energy around him began to surge and churn. He stared intently at Jiang Gu: "Master, don't abandon me. You said you would never abandon me, Master!"

His primordial spirit was being torn apart by the newly formed Binding God Array, and his meridians were being forcibly severed by the Tribulation Transcending Array behind him. Jiang Gu's grip on the Crimson Snow Sword tightened slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Wei Linming."

Wei Feng paused for a moment, his struggle suddenly lessened, and a glint of surprise appeared in his drooping eyes: "Master, I knew it—"

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of snow-white sword light appeared, and he was pierced through the heart by a sword.

Even with the array that diverted the pain, the intense pain still swept through his entire body. Blood dripped from the tip of the sword onto the ground. Wei Feng stiffly looked down at the blood seeping from his chest, stunned and speechless.

He didn't remember his master saying he was going to kill him.

He slowly raised his head, looking at Jiang Gu with a blank and somewhat angry gaze. Even with the pain-dispersing array, he was already in so much pain that he could hardly bear it. How much pain must his master be in?

Jiang Gu's hand holding the sword remained extremely steady, without the slightest tremor, and he drew the sword with decisive ease.

The final lightning bolt struck down with a deafening roar, and Jiang Gu's body radiated a dazzling golden light, causing the onlookers thousands of miles away to gasp in astonishment.

"They've ascended!"

"Jiang Gu actually ascended to immortality!"

"Jiang Gu has ascended to immortality!"

"Thanks to the grace of Heaven, after tens of thousands of years, someone from our cultivation world has finally ascended to immortality again!"

Amidst the surprise and cheers, Wei Feng seemed to have all his strength suddenly drained away, and he knelt heavily on the ground. His consciousness gradually began to blur, and Jiang Gu, surrounded by a brilliant golden light, was getting further and further away from him.

no.

Can't.

Even if it's acting, it's still not good.

He let out a desperate roar, struggling to grab Jiang Gu's sleeve, and pleaded, "Master, I—"

Jiang Gu turned around, looking down at him with a detached tone: "I have wronged you for a lifetime."

With a sharp pain in his chest, Wei Feng was about to speak when he coughed up blood. His eyes were bloodshot, his knuckles were white as he gripped Jiang Gu's sleeve, and his eyes were filled with tears as he looked at him pleadingly. He opened his mouth but could not speak, and could only shake his head desperately at him.

Jiang Gu was silent for a moment, then turned around and hugged the person in his arms, saying softly, "If you have anything to say before you die, then say it all, as a way of fulfilling our bond as husband and wife."

Wei Feng coughed up blood again. Jiang Gu's grip on his shoulder tightened slightly, and he heard him say with difficulty, "I can still—"

He reached out and covered Wei Feng's bloodshot eyes, warning him expressionlessly, "Go in peace."

Wei Feng couldn't see him and nearly collapsed. He felt completely powerless and could only desperately shake his head, stammering, "I didn't—"

"You're dead." Jiang Gu's hand gestures flashed slightly as he covered the man's mouth.

The next instant, Wei Feng's chest heaved violently twice, and then he fell completely silent. The hand that had been gripping his sleeve tightly fell limply to the ground.

From a crowd thousands of miles away, a golden light shot straight into the sky, eliciting gasps of surprise once again, but no one paid any attention to the cold corpse lying on the ground.

Xiao Dan and Wen Hanjiu took this opportunity to enter the Tribulation Transcending Formation. Feng Wuyou, Jiang Xiangyun, and Chan Lin did not withdraw from the formation. By the time the people of Yaoyan Temple reacted, they were already in front of Wei Feng's corpse.

"Stop them!" the elder shouted sternly.

"Let's see who dares!" Chang Ping'an intercepted them, then turned to Wen Hanjiu and said, "Ajiu! Quickly lure out the Crimson Crystal Tower!"

Xiao Dan quickly formed hand seals, and Wen Hanjiu transformed into a giant vine umbrella that covered the center of the formation. Wei Feng, who had been silent, suddenly gasped for breath and opened his eyes, only to find that his limbs seemed to have lost control. He lay helplessly on his back on the ground, watching the thunderclouds surrounding Jiang Gu's tribulation gradually dissipate.

Outside the great formation, chaos had already broken out.

Inside the great formation, Xiao Dan was fusing the immortal bone in his hand with Wei Feng's body, and said to him with a smile: "Jiang Gu is indeed resourceful. He hid most of the immortal bone on your body, and you also swallowed all the Chaos Cores. As long as you are refined into the Path to Heaven, the Jade Steps and Chaos Cores will be complete, and the Path to Heaven will be finished."

A hint of reluctance flashed in Wen Hanjiu's eyes: "Wei Feng, Jiang Gu also has his own difficulties, don't blame him."

Meanwhile, in the distance, Jiang Xiangyun, Feng Wuyou, and Chanlin were still desperately controlling the Binding God Array that was suppressing him.

Even without immortal bones, Jiang Gu still ascended to heaven.

Jiang Gu is not here.

These people also need to refine his primordial spirit and body into the Path to Heaven.

Wasn't it supposed to be acting?

Why is this happening?

Where is Master?

Why hasn't Master returned yet?

How could Master bear to refine him into the Path to Heaven?

He was heartbroken when his son coughed up blood before he ascended to immortality, and he turned back to hug him... He was sure he would come back to find him soon, so how could it be like this now? Master knew he was afraid of pain and the dark, and that tower was so small and pitch black...

Wei Feng struggled with all his might, but every array around him seemed to be designed specifically for him, suppressing him relentlessly with almost no blind spots, leaving him unable to exert any strength. He could only watch helplessly as his body and primordial spirit dissipated little by little, and his consciousness gradually collapsed—no, he didn't want this.

He needs to find his master!

The man lying on the ground, being melted down, roared in near despair, as if he felt no pain at all. He forcibly tore his primordial spirit out of the Path to Heaven, and his shapeless body transformed into countless ghostly patterns. He struggled to tightly wrap the Chaos Core within his body and began to frantically absorb everything around him that he could absorb, gradually transforming into a ferocious and terrifying behemoth.

"Hurry up!" Wen Hanjiu grabbed Xiao Dan and ran forward.

"No! We can't control him at all!" Jiang Xiangyun shouted. "Get out of here!"

As Wen Hanjiu ran forward, she turned her head to look back, only to see countless lightning bolts gathering together and crashing down on Wei Feng. The entire Chenyao Continent seemed to have been cut in half by a heavy axe, and in an instant, the earth collapsed, mountains crumbled, and rivers and seas overflowed.

Wei Feng's primordial spirit and ghost patterns were half pinned to the ground by the lightning tribulation, while the other half rushed wildly towards the sky, with countless ghost patterns intertwined with the chaotic core.

Amidst the raging winds and torrential rain, the entire continent of Chenyao struggled with all its might to drag the crazed monster along, attempting to stop its delusional intentions. But the monster stretched out its arms with all its might, tearing its bones apart and shattering its primordial spirit, determined to defy the heavens and ascend this crude and laughable path to the heavens.

That must have been a long and brutal torture.

The continent that sank to the bottom of the sea, the endless lightning strikes, the ghostly patterns that blot out the sky, and the wailing monsters form a hopeless stairway between heaven and earth that cannot reach the sky.

Jiang Gu seemed to sense something and turned around, only to see a vast sea of ​​clouds.

So he turned around and looked at the magnificent Heavenly Gate in front of him.

The Heavenly Gate, being a spirit, scrutinized him for a long time before politely saying, "It seems you haven't overcome your emotional tribulation."

Jiang Gu stood behind him, sword in hand, and said expressionlessly, "I've crossed over. My husband is already dead."

Tianmen remained strangely silent for a moment, then looked behind him and said, "Turn around."

Jiang Gu's back stiffened, and then he heard a heavy breathing sound. He slowly turned his head and saw Wei Feng standing in the surging sea of ​​clouds, covered in blood. His gaze was crazy and sinister, as if he was desperately suppressing the hatred and anger that had reached its limit.

But the moment he turned his head, his eyes suddenly reddened, and tears of blood slid down his cheeks, falling heavily into the sea of ​​clouds beneath his feet, staining the sky crimson.

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