"Regarding Emperor Yuan." The Great Desolate Priest took a rare breath and said, "You have seen Emperor Yuan's true form in the Sea of Mist. It is completely different from the image of Emperor Yuan in the Pure Land today. You should have guessed that the Emperor Yuan in the Pure Land today is just a puppet of his."
Yun Che nodded. He would never forget Mo Su's appearance. When they met in the foggy sea, the shock he received was so strong that it filled him with an infinite sense of crisis, forcing him to put all his plans forward.
Yun Che had already seen the appearance of Mo Su in the Heretic God's memory, so he already knew that the current Yuanhuang in the Pure Land was not his true body. The real Mo Su possessed a unique demeanor in the world. His face and demeanor were both top-notch in the world and outstanding.
"The true Yuanhuang possesses the most outstanding divine appearance in the world. Anyone who takes a look at him will be infected by the invisible charm. It's a pity that all his energy has been focused on Pan Xiaodie over the years, and no one can appreciate his charm anymore." There was a sense of melancholy and regret in the eyes of the Lingxian priest.
She has been following Mosu since she was a girl. When she saw Mosu for the first time, Lingxian fell in love with him and there was no room for other men in her heart, because Mosu was too perfect, so perfect that it seemed unreal. However, Lingxian never revealed her feelings. She just looked at Mosu from a distance every time.
Because Lingxian is from the beast tribe, while Mosu is from the human tribe, and is also the son of the God of Creation, she has always had a sense of inferiority in her heart, feeling that she is not worthy of Mosu at all. Although her appearance is extraordinary and there are very few people in the world who can compare with her, she inherited the genes of the Vermillion Bird God and the Thunder Cloud Fairy Bird, and has the power of the three elements of fire, thunder, and wind. However, she is also deeply troubled by this, and often suffers from the chaos of wind and thunder, and the flames that devour her heart.
Such a defect makes Lingxian's feelings more hidden. She always feels that she is not perfect enough and cannot match Mo Su's peerless beauty, so she chooses to guard him silently.
Until Pan Xiaodie appeared... Lingxian heard the sound of her own heart breaking. The love she had always felt for him seemed a little out of place at this moment...
Lingxian wanted to completely break up her love for Mosu, but she tried for a long time and tried every possible way, but still couldn't do it...
Tears soaked my clothes and moistened my already broken heart...
In the end, Lingxian chose to face her heart. Since she could never get rid of such love, she would cherish it forever, put it in the deepest part of her soul, and use time to block this love that should not have appeared.
After figuring it out, Lingxian regained her former grace and continued to silently accompany Mosu, caring for him with her own unique tenderness.
Although she felt heartbroken seeing Mo Su and Pan Xiaodie being so affectionate, Lingxian never felt any resentment and only gave them blessings from the bottom of her heart.
Isn't it a happy ending to have a more perfect woman by Mosu's side?
However, when the Heaven-Slaying God Emperor struck down that sword, everything changed. The story that could have been perfect began to fall apart...
Lingxian had once seen the most unrestrained and uninhibited Mo Su, and had engraved him in her heart forever, but after falling into the abyss, she had never seen the divine and extraordinary Mo Su again.
Only a hollow and heartbroken Mo Su was left. The man who was once perfect in her eyes began to become a little strange...
A deep sense of sadness lingered in Lingxian's heart, unable to dissipate. She had thought about persuading Mosu to let go of his obsession, but all those who tried were met with unprecedented humiliation and abuse from Mosu, a stark contrast to his originally gentle and kind character. Gradually, no one dared to mention this matter in front of Mosu anymore...
However, the crack in Lingxian's heart quietly widened as time went by. The elements that she could originally control began to backfire more and more frequently, and the sadness on her face became more and more obvious.
The traces of time were engraved on Lingxian's face, as if telling the story of her silent dedication to Mosu over the years...
Yun Che's eyes fell on the Lingxian Priest. He completely agreed with the Lingxian Priest's evaluation of Mo Su. Mo Su was such a charming person back then.
From the wrinkled face of the Spiritual Immortal Priestess, Yun Che saw the sorrow and attachment hidden deep in her heart. This was a woman with a story.
"When I saw the true form of the Abyss Emperor that day, I was also deeply shocked. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most 'beautiful' man in the Abyss. I can only imagine how handsome and heroic the Abyss Emperor must have been in his youth."
Yun Che's answer made the Spiritual Immortal Priest look sideways. A faint smile appeared on her face, and she was very satisfied with it.
"Then do you know who owns this body of Emperor Yuan now?" The Great Wilderness Priest brought the topic back to the topic again. The answer was too important to him.
Yun Che had actually been pondering this question. A body that could carry the Abyssal Emperor's divine consciousness must have its own special qualities, and no ordinary body could do it.
The Great Desolate Priest mentioned this matter so seriously, so it must be closely related to him...
Emperor Yuan...Great Wilderness Priest...the connection between them?
The Great Buddha Technique! The power of the wilderness!
So... could the person in front of me be... the Xiao Huang from back then?
Yun Che's thoughts raced as he connected all the clues he knew and finally arrived at an incomparably correct answer.
“Well, the world may have forgotten his name. This is a relief for him.” Looking at Yun Che’s bewildered expression, the Great Desolate Priest sighed. “He must be living a very tiring and painful life now, suffering both physical and mental torture every day. Perhaps true death is the better choice for him.”
A trace of pity flashed across the faces of Priest Wandao and Priest Liuxiao. They wanted to reach out and support Priest Dahuang, but were rejected by him.
"Yun Che, remember this. The current body of the 'Abyss Emperor' belongs to my younger brother, Xiao Huang. When we fell into the abyss, we faced the primordial Abyss Dust that was powerful enough to destroy a true god. Xiao Huang used his own body and the extremely powerful power of the Great Desolation to protect us, but his own consciousness was completely destroyed, and he could never wake up." As the Great Desolation priest spoke of this past, hot tears welled up in his eyes. "Originally, it should have been me who did this... it should have been me!!!"
"Xiao Huang always gives silently like this. Although he doesn't say much, everything he does is reflected in his actions. It's my fault as his brother that I didn't take good care of him! I should have been the one to remain in eternal darkness!"
The Great Wilderness Priest could no longer suppress his emotional breakdown. Although he was over a million years old, the sincerity and emotions in his heart remained unchanged.
Some things will never fade with the passage of time.
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