At that moment, the playful expression on Mo Su's face vanished in an instant, and his eyes swept across the four great priests with a flash of lightning. In fact, he had already seen through the priests' thoughts, but the persistence in his heart was like ice, and no one could shake it.
"Even you guys are going to stop me?" Mo Su spoke slowly, his voice filled with complexity. The people before him had followed him since the Age of the Gods. This friendship was so deep it couldn't be measured simply by time.
Wan Dao Priest said with a look of dejection on his face, "Abyss Emperor, we all know that we are powerless to stop you from doing anything. But I simply cannot bear to watch the Abyss World go to destruction."
The Spiritual Immortal Priest had already prepared his words in his mind: "Mosu, perhaps there is still a glimmer of hope in this abyssal world. You probably don't know that before True Lord Tianji died, he left behind one last prophecy."
"The wheel of time collapses and a black tide appears, bringing disaster to all living things. Changes from heaven release the emperor's grievances, and the origin of primordial chaos returns to life."
"This is the prophecy he left behind. For so many years, we have searched far and wide, only to find the variables in the prophecy. Only now have we finally confirmed that Yun Che is the one with the mission. Mo Su, perhaps there is still hope, and there is still a possibility of redemption. So, why not wait an hour? If no miracle happens by then, it won't be too late for you to punish Yun Che."
The Lingxian priest no longer addressed him as "Yuanhuang" at this time, but called him "Mosu" directly, trying to awaken the only remaining trace of rationality in Mosu's heart in the most direct way.
Priest Liu Xiao also put aside his usual cynicism and said solemnly, "Indeed, since the collapse of the Abyss is now inevitable, what harm is there in waiting a little longer?"
The three priests stepped forward and expressed their sincere thoughts.
Behind them, the Great Desolate Priest and Little Desolate were trying their best to transmit the power of the Great Desolate to Yun Che.
“Qingyue… Qingyue… Qingyue…” Yun Che kept muttering Xia Qingyue’s name, completely ignoring the actions of the Great Desolate Priest and the Little Desolate. He simply continued to channel his light profound energy to Xia Qingyue.
His eyes flickered, a myriad of thoughts tangled like a tangled web. Guilt, regret, anger, worry, heartache... all sorts of emotions filled his heart. At this moment, he had only two thoughts in mind: one was to ensure Xia Qingyue's speedy recovery, and the other was to make Mo Su pay a heavy price for this.
Yun Che had completely lost his patience. Xia Qingyue's injury had deeply touched the most sensitive chord in his heart. At this moment, whether Pan Xiaodie could return intact or not seemed to no longer matter. His eyes were filled with intense murderous intent towards Mo Su.
“Yun…Che…”
Xia Qingyue's whispers reached Yun Che's ears. He gently held Xia Qingyue's hand and pressed it against his cheek. Silent tears rolled down, as if taking away his last bit of clarity and rationality.
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"What you say is not without reason. I understand all of this. Just now, I was overwhelmed by my emotions and lost my mind, but now I am remarkably lucid." Mo Su slowly closed his eyes and sighed softly. "The collapse of the Abyssal Time Wheel is nearing its end. Now that natural disasters have occurred in the six divine kingdoms, all signs indicate that the Abyssal World has reached its end."
"What's the point of making me wait for an hour? In the end, the world will collapse, and all living things will be destroyed with it. Perhaps the Owl Butterfly can be saved, but the people of the abyss will never come back."
"The abyssal world could collapse in an instant, leaving no one time to prepare. It could be the next breath, the next moment, or even the next hour. Right now, I simply want to vent my innermost emotions completely. Otherwise, I don't know how to face myself, or how to face the Owl Butterfly that wakes up in the future."
At this moment, Mo Su had truly regained his consciousness. However, this clarity, like a sharp double-edged sword, sliced through the fog of chaos while also plunging him deeper into an abyss of sorrow and self-blame, from which he became increasingly unable to extricate himself. If he did not take action, his shattered heart would find no peace. And the source of all this pain was Yun Che. Therefore, at this moment, he absolutely could not let Yun Che go.
This thought has taken deep root in Mo Su's heart, turning into another obsession that follows him like a shadow and is difficult to shake.
"It seems that you are determined not to give in. In this case, I can only use my own methods to end it all. At least, I have to end this world-destroying chaos in a way that I can accept." Mo Su's voice was icy cold. Looking at the priests in front of him who did not move, the anger in his heart burned even more fiercely.
As soon as he finished speaking, the light sword in his hand spun rapidly, and in an instant, ripples appeared in the air. This time, he chose no other complicated moves, but directly used the extremely powerful Sword of Time - "Instantaneous Tracelessness"!
At this moment, the expressions of Priest Wandao, Priest Lingxian, and Priest Liuxiao froze instantly, and expressions of extreme shock appeared on their faces, with their eyes full of disbelief.
Originally they thought there was still some chance to stop or persuade him, but everything at this moment clearly showed the determination in Mo Su's heart.
They have known Mu Su for a long time and are very familiar with his stubborn character.
Once Mosu has decided on a path, he will follow it to the end, no matter how many thorns and dangers lie ahead. No matter how others try to persuade him with reason or emotion, it will be in vain.
It was obvious that at this moment, "execution" of Yun Che had become the most stubborn and profound obsession in Mo Su's heart.
The mysterious and powerful primordial power of the Great Wilderness within Xiao Huang's body flowed continuously into Yun Che's body like a gurgling stream. This power became the most crucial "key" to activate the "Dual Pagodas" within Yun Che's body.
The "Buddha Twin Towers," which had been tightly clamped by Mo Su's Great Desolate Power and nearly stagnant, now seemed to regain vitality and slowly began to rotate again. The twelfth-level Great Desolate Power, which contained a vibrant vitality, once again flowed freely through Yun Che's body.
When the Sword of Time from Mo Su, ripples in space, approached Yun Che, Yun Che finally succeeded in obtaining a small amount of power sufficient to open the Heavenly Reversal Realm. However, the cruel reality was that this time his reaction was still a little slow.
Mo Su's domineering and fierce "Instant Without Trace" was like the merciless scythe of the god of death, and it did not give Yun Che even the slightest bit of time to prepare.
Furthermore, Yun Che had only just recovered some strength at this moment. Even if he had made all the necessary preparations, it was still impossible for him to withstand Mo Su's sword, which was filled with terrifying power. The outcome seemed to have been predetermined.
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