Chapter 657

Wen Xin suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze cold and indifferent, utterly calm.

She abruptly plucked off the scale hanging around her neck. It was a gift from that child many years ago, a scale that embodied its power and was the most important reverse scale.

Wen Xin cherished it greatly and always wore it on her body, unwilling to betray its affection.

However, now...

She coldly and ruthlessly threw it into the deepest part of the void.

The already chaotic spacetime currents erupted instantly, and hurricanes formed from the depths of the void rifts, as if to tear this space apart, sweeping towards Wen Xin in the blink of an eye.

Her dark hair and skirt billowed, but she neither flinched nor dodged, standing calmly in place.

The violent turbulence stopped not far from her, no longer able to get any closer to her.

In an instant, the turbulent currents were torn apart by a pair of pale, slender hands, and a red figure slowly stepped out from the hurricane.

He had a human appearance, a slender figure like a bamboo, graceful and charming, with an androgynous appearance, but his purple double pupils were incredibly eerie, and his blood-red lips were slightly upturned, his smile gentle as water.

He was a man as beautiful as a red lotus, seemingly harmless, but in fact unfathomable.

"elder sister."

His voice was gorgeous; when he murmured softly, it sounded like a lover's whisper, or like a docile and obedient person.

The man in red stood in the eye of the hurricane, quietly watching Wen Xin with tenderness and affection in his eyes, but his hand, which was clutching his own scales, was covered in blood.

However, he seemed oblivious, his gaze lingering on Wen Xin with longing and infatuation, unwilling to look away even for a moment.

Wen Xin looked at him indifferently, her voice cold, "Is it fun, Xing Ran?"

Xingran's breath hitched slightly, the scales piercing deeper wounds in his palm, but he still smiled gently, each word seemingly tinged with deep pain, "Sister is finally back, I... missed sister so much."

Wen Xin paused, her expression no longer so cold and hard, but there was no trace of tenderness or smile.

She had not forgotten the obedient man who had expressed his longing for her. On her wedding day, he led a group of demons into the Great World, seizing the minds of countless gods, and cruelly instigating a bloody war among the gods, slaughtering countless lives.

The child she had once saved and raised gave her an unforgettable wedding gift.

Even though Wen Xin was shocked, she was busy controlling the battlefield, ending the war of the gods, and preventing the war from spreading to the greater world and affecting the endless small space-time. Therefore, she did not have time to confront him.

I don't know why he did that.

"Is my sister angry?"

A hint of pain and resentment flickered across Xingran's androgynous face. "I've been searching for my sister, searching and searching, but her presence has been hidden. I've traveled through countless timelines and reincarnated countless lifetimes, but I still can't find her..."

"Sister, it's not that I didn't want to contact you."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xin was not moved. Her eyes darkened, and it was at this moment that she noticed the sinful blood aura on his body was so thick that it was almost tangible.

Just how many lives has he harmed?

Those little worlds he visited...

Wen Xin suddenly felt a little breathless.

Even though she knew it wasn't her fault, the thought that he was using her name to commit evil deeds still made Wen Xin feel suffocated.

Her anger was barely contained, "Xingran!"

“Sister is indeed angry,” Xingran seemed lost in her own world, her dark purple eyes fixed intently on her. “Sister, do you know why I couldn’t find you? You always thought that person was a virtuous and upright gentleman, but do you know how despicable he is?”

At this point, he not only felt no remorse whatsoever, but was still agonizing over these trivial matters.

Seeing the hatred on his face, Wen Xin, after reaching the extreme of anger, was strangely calm. Perhaps she had expected it, so even in disappointment, she was numb.

Her tone turned colder. "Even if you find me, so what?"

"What can we do?"

Xingran's obedient and gentle expression began to crack. "I never intended to hurt you, sister. It was that Lord of the Nine Heavens, the so-called ruler of the Great World, who despicably tried to seize you and bewitch you. Heh... Sister, do you really think that if it weren't for His deliberate indulgence, I could have started the War of the Gods?"

"Enough!"

Wen Xin's eyes turned cold. "What did you promise me? That you would never slaughter innocent lives for your own selfish reasons. And what have you done now?"

She named him "Xingran" because she wanted him to shine like a star, rising slowly and brightly, forever without any shadows.

But in the end, he still willingly degenerated into a demon, committing heinous crimes without any remorse.

As the gods said, the Nightmare Demon is extremely evil and wicked, beyond redemption, and will only bring calamity to the world and bloody destruction to all living beings.

She was stubborn and self-righteous, thinking she could defy fate and guide him to the right path, but in the end, she only let a ferocious beast run rampant.

I did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me.

Even if Wen Xin no longer doubted herself, she couldn't suppress a trace of regret... the regret of saving him.

Xingran seemed to have seen through her thoughts, her face instantly turning ferocious and distorted. A strong wind blew behind her, and the extreme vividness and extreme terror made the scene both jarring and horrifying.

He growled, his words tumbling out incoherently, "What about my sister? You said you would never abandon me, but in the end, why did you choose Qin Yue? Why?"

“I am clearly your closest relative, yet you always believe in Him and protect Him… Hahaha, yes, I am nothing but a wicked demon, whom the gods would gladly kill. How can I compare to the Lord of the Nine Heavens?”

"Your sister saved me and taught me, but only for your own hypocritical selfishness. You're a liar! A big liar!"

Touching upon his repressed, twisted, and desperate emotions, Wen Xin's fingertips trembled, and her heart ached terribly for a moment.

She was bewildered. She had only raised and cared for him as a child, so how did his feelings for her become so distorted?

Wen Xin never imagined that Xing Ran would have different feelings for her.

What chilled her to the bone even more were his sharp, accusatory questions.

Xingran's eerie double pupils gradually turned scarlet, but her expression was no longer hysterical; it became gentle and obedient again.

He licked his red lips, his obsession turning into a demon. "Does sister know how desolate and terrifying the Unending Secret Realm has been since you left? I've been enduring every single second. I've remembered every word you said: 'Do not commit murder, and attain godhood.' But when I risked everything to go to the Great World to find you, you were going to marry someone else and no longer belong to me. How can you expect me to accept this? How can I not hate you?"

Wen Xin closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her voice was icy cold, "Xing Ran, I don't owe you anything."