Chapter 1317 Drought Demon

If Zhou Wen saw the current appearance of the Demonic Tomb, he would certainly be shocked.

It could no longer be called a grave. Not only was there no grave, but there was also a huge pit that looked like a bottomless pit.

The flames in the pit rose, and the blazing white flames sprayed dozens of meters high. If it had not been suppressed by the seal set by the Zhang family, the flames would have already soared into the sky and made the world know about it.

Even though it was sealed and suppressed, the flames were still unimaginably terrifying, making the bottomless pit look like the entrance to purgatory. The constantly burning flames turned the surrounding rocks into crystals, which flashed with eerie light under the illumination of the flames.

The wooden cart stopped not far from the deep pit. Most of the core members of the Zhang family had arrived. Led by Zhang Siyou, they came to the edge of the seal.

The last time Zhou Wen saw Zhang Siyou was only five years ago. If Zhou Wen saw him again now, he might not recognize him.

Zhang Siyou looks much older now. It’s not that his face has changed a lot, but his mental state looks very bad.

Zhang Siyou stared at the deep pit of fire that looked like the entrance to hell, lost in thought for a long time, seeming a little dazed.

"Master, it's time to start." Uncle Zhang reminded him. Although he was Zhang Siyou's elder brother, at this time, he could only respectfully call him Master.

Zhang Siyou seemed to wake up from a dream, took another look at the deep pit of fire, then retracted his gaze and turned to look at the wooden cart.

The Zhang family members all looked at the wooden cart along with Zhang Siyou, their expressions were extremely complicated.

"Master, the time is almost up." Uncle Zhang reminded again.

"Forget it, just carry it down." Zhang Siyou said.

Upon hearing this, the eldest uncle of the Zhang family waved his hand, and immediately eight people from the Zhang family lifted the coffin off the wooden cart and carried it in front of them.

Zhang Siyou walked to the coffin, ran his fingers over the yellow paper talisman on the lid, and said with a strange look on his face, "Ever since our ancestor, the Heavenly Master, received divine instruction and founded our Heavenly Master lineage, the Zhang family has never suffered such a terrible shame."

The eldest uncle of the Zhang family said, "Patriarch, you can't say that. Ever since the time of our Ancestral Heavenly Master, our Zhang family has been entangled with her and has been guarding the Demonic Tomb. We have been severely affected by her aura, and the demonic energy has long been deeply planted in the blood of the Zhang family. This is the cause we planted, and this is the result we deserve. If she really were to be born like this, all of us in the Zhang family would be possessed by demons, and Yuzhi would naturally be no exception."

Everyone in the Zhang family was dejected. Although what the eldest uncle of the Zhang family said was correct, the Zhang family was deeply affected by the drought demon, and the drought demon could no longer be suppressed, and its appearance was inevitable.

As soon as Hanba is born, the Zhang family, who have been guarding the Demon Tomb for so many years, will be infected by the aura of the Demon Tomb. The evil nature hidden in their bodies will erupt, and they will then become monsters that are neither human nor demon.

After experiencing endless years of demonic erosion and inheritance, the demonic nature has penetrated deep into the bones of the Zhang family. As long as the drought demon is born, it will be useless even if the Zhang family flees to the ends of the earth.

Originally, the Zhang family had been looking for a solution to this problem, but they had no good solution. As the demon tomb changed day by day, the drought demon was about to be born again.

When the Zhang family thought that they were really going to be wiped out this time, who knew that the drought demon in the devil's tomb actually put forward a condition.

As long as Zhang Yuzhi merges with it, even if she is born, she will not trigger the evil in the bodies of the Zhang family members, allowing the Zhang family members to always maintain their human nature.

It was a fusion rather than a contract, which many people in the Zhang family could not accept.

If it was a contract, at least Zhang Yuzhi would still be alive, but fusion would be the reverse of Wang Mingyuan's fusion of the guardian. The guardian would be the main body and would fuse with Zhang Yuzhi's body.

Although Hanba will still retain some of Zhang Yuzhi's characteristics, his thoughts will be the complete thoughts of Hanba, and Zhang Yuzhi will be completely dead.

But the reality is cruel. The choice between the whole family dying and only Zhang Yuzhi dying is difficult, but the answer is obvious.

"Master, let me see my younger sister off for the last time." Zhang Chunqiu said in a low voice.

"Can you do it?" Zhang Siyou was slightly stunned and asked Zhang Chunqiu.

Everyone in the Zhang family dotes on Zhang Yuzhi, and Zhang Chunqiu is the one who has the best relationship with Zhang Yuzhi. Originally, Zhang Siyou didn't want Zhang Chunqiu to come, but he insisted on coming.

"I can. I want to accompany my little sister on this last leg of the journey," said Zhang Chunqiu.

"Let Chunqiu send her off. Chunqiu and Yuzhi have the best relationship. With Chunqiu sending her off, Yuzhi will feel more at ease." Uncle Zhang advised.

In fact, the reason why Zhang's uncle was willing to speak for Zhang Chunqiu was because many people in the Zhang family did not agree to trade Zhang Yuzhi with Hanba.

If Zhang Chunqiu, who had the best relationship with Zhang Yuzhi, personally sent Zhang Yuzhi to Hanba, the others would have nothing to say.

"Go ahead. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, you have to keep going. Take care of yourself." Zhang Siyou patted Zhang Chunqiu on the shoulder and said.

"Chunqiu understands, and so do you." Zhang Chunqiu bowed respectfully, then walked to the side of the coffin, stroked it, and said, "Little sister, I'm here to see you off. I'll accompany you on this final journey."

After saying that, Zhang Chunqiu reached out, picked up the coffin, and carried it on his shoulders.

The coffin bearers wanted to come up to help, but Zhang Chunqiu stopped them: "I can do it myself."

After saying that, Zhang Chunqiu carried the coffin and walked step by step towards the deep pit of fire.

When the coffin reached the crystallized rock, the flames in the deep pit suddenly raged, instantly burning the seal set by the Zhang family to ashes.

Thousands of yellow paper talismans rose in the flames and turned into ashes.

The blazing white flames shot up into the sky like an aurora, illuminating the nearby mountains. At the same time, the scorching power dried up all the plants, and ordinary animals were not spared.

And in the pillar of fire, a huge flower appeared, as if it was condensed from flames.

The flower looked like a lotus, but was somewhat different. Each petal was pure white and translucent, without a trace of impurities. However, the powerful force contained within it was as if just one petal could turn the entire world into a fiery purgatory.

"Put her in the flower, and all the grievances between me and the Zhang family will be wiped out. From now on, you don't have to endure the pain of the devil." A strange woman's voice came from the deep pit of fire.

Zhang Chunqiu carried the coffin, staring at the flower, and said calmly, "Legend has it that Hanba was originally a celestial maiden who helped the Yellow Emperor defeat Fengbo and Yushi. Because she failed to return to heaven in time, she was forced to wander to the north. However, the fire power wielded by Hanba was too strong, and wherever she passed, it was scorched earth. She was cursed by the people, and finally the gods punished her by transforming her into a corpse and burying it deep underground, never to see the light of day again."

"It's just a legend." The woman's voice actually answered Zhang Chunqiu.

Zhang Chunqiu nodded and continued, "There's another legend circulating in my Zhang family. When our ancestor Tianshi was dying, he said that if Hanba wanted to return to the world, three conditions must be met. I wonder if this is true?"

good evening.

(End of this chapter)