Chapter 179 Sihe's True Form Breaks Through Cultivation
"Stop pretending." Tang Chen pointed to the sky. "Your mother really flew away. I'm not lying to you."
Qingbao squinted her big eyes, feigning a deep and mysterious expression, and said in a sinister tone:
"Xiao Chen, don't you... want to take revenge now?"
"Just tell me what you want me to do. My revenge is none of your business!" Tang Chen said coldly.
Her desire for revenge was purely driven by a desire for retribution, without any trace of exploitation or scheming.
Otherwise, I would be letting down my husband and daughter.
"Let's go, let's go to heaven too." Qingbao transformed into a wisp of black smoke and shot straight up into the starry sky.
Since her divine status lit up with two bars, she no longer needed to rely on the power of the Judge's Pen and the Book of Life and Death.
Currently, the cultivation level she can utilize is roughly equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Tang Chen's lips twitched slightly as she pointed at Xia Jingheng on the ground, "Don't you want your subordinates anymore?"
Xia Jingheng suffered burns in multiple places on his body.
He is currently in a coma.
But Qingbao was flying too fast and didn't hear her at all.
Tang Chen had no choice but to think of the large group of mortals that Xia Jingheng had thrown out before rushing in to save Qingbao.
She then threw the unconscious Xia Jingheng out as well.
Outside the gate of the princess's mansion.
Fanzhi and her numerous guards and maids stood dumbfounded at the door, their eyes red and swollen.
"Sister Fanzhi, are we... going to die..." a palace maid asked, choking back tears.
Fan Zhi frowned, turned around and slapped her, her tone angry, "His Highness's life hangs in the balance, yet you're only worried about yourself!!!"
"If anything happens to His Highness, everyone here will be executed along with him!!!"
It's one thing for Qingbao to be offended, but it's another for her to have offended the cultivation world.
If the cultivators kill her, His Majesty won't hold a grudge against the innocent.
His Highness was of noble birth, yet he perished in the fire due to his subordinates' inadequate protection. No one here can escape responsibility!
Fan Zhi's cold and hostile gaze swept over them one by one.
The guards kept their heads down, and no one looked at her.
The palace maid covered her face, tears welling up in her eyes, biting her lip tightly to try and hold back her sobs.
The next moment.
"Bang!"
A gigantic object fell from the sky.
He fell behind Fanzhi.
Everyone looked in that direction.
Fan Zhi's legs went weak, and she immediately knelt down. "Your Highness, Your Highness, please don't scare me, Your Highness..."
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In the sky.
Si He's cultivation was not as good as Qing Xuan's, but with the Heavenly Stele Sword, she could still make Qing Xuan suffer some losses.
But she transformed into a vengeful spirit, and fought with a resolute determination that it was either you die or I live.
That's absolutely reckless.
"Give me back my family's lives! Give them back their lives!!!" Si He said, her eyes red.
She didn't care if she were to be reduced to ashes as long as she could kill Qingxuan.
Qingxuan retreated repeatedly, ultimately unwilling to continue the fight, and struck her back with a palm.
It transformed into a beam of light and vanished into the air.
"Qingbao is dead. I won't hold it against you. Hurry up and go back to hold a funeral for your daughter, hahahaha."
The triumphant laughter pierced Si He's heart.
Si He's anger, which she had just vented, quickly turned into deep heartache.
Her daughter...
Her daughter died.
He died again.
Her family members, one by one, all died!
The Heavenly Stele Sword fell onto the clouds. She knelt in the void, her hair falling across her forehead, gently caressed by a breeze.
"Qingbao is dead, her parents are dead, her master is dead..."
She was muttering incoherent words, and it was unclear where those jumbled words came from.
But the resentment deep in her soul told her...
It was all Qingxuan's doing!
It was all Qingxuan's doing!
His eyes grew increasingly bloodshot as he stared intently at the sky.
"You're late." Tang Chen landed on the clouds, holding the closed umbrella, and looked at Si He kneeling on the ground, acting crazy, with a cold expression.
Qingbao's breath hitched, "Xiaohe..."
Tang Chen: ...
Wow, that's a close-range attack.
Si He couldn't hear anything, immersed in her own resentment, unable to extricate herself.
She muttered frantically, "My parents are dead, my master is dead, my daughter is dead, my whole family is dead, all of them are dead..."
None of the people she loved, and none of the people who loved her, survived.
Even if they become vengeful ghosts, they will never see each other again.
When Fu Tu caught up and landed, he saw Si He's appearance and couldn't help but feel his eyes redden.
He slowly stepped forward, knelt before her, cupped her face in his hands, and asked with a complex expression,
"Who exactly are you...?"
Who are you?
Why did your family members die, and why did your master die? Why is your entire family and entire lineage wiped out?
Fu Tu felt a sharp, agonizing pain in his heart.
It reminded him of the little girl who cried under a big tree a thousand years ago...
"Speak up, who are you?!" Fu Tu looked into her eyes, full of hope.
boom--
Instantly, Si He's body erupted with powerful resentment, and she swung her palm directly at Fu Tu. She gritted her teeth and spoke with boundless hatred!
"Qingxuan, die!!!"
Fu Tu's eyes widened.
The next instant, Si He was enveloped by something.
The giant book above her made her uncomfortable; she was breathing rapidly, and tears streamed from her bloodshot eyes.
"Why, why can't I kill him? Why can't I avenge this terrible hatred!"
She has gone mad and no longer recognizes anyone, not even her own family!
Qingbao was heartbroken and shed tears. She manipulated the Book of Life and Death, her sweet voice repeatedly trying to bring Sihe back to his senses:
"Mother, Mother, don't think about it anymore, Qingbao is here."
Si He frowned and covered her head with her hands.
it hurts--
Why does it hurt so much?
Fu Tu couldn't bear to look, and choked up slightly, "Si He, your daughter is not dead, she is waiting for you."
"Mother..." Qingbao called out countless times.
Seeing that Sihe had stopped attacking people, she removed the Book of Life and Death and went forward to hug her mother's leg tightly.
"Mother, Qingbao is here. Don't scare Qingbao. You are the only family Qingbao has left in the world."
The little one's voice choked with emotion, yet his baby voice was clear and sweet.
Si He stood still, somewhat calmer, but...
The resentment that had been building up in his heart for a thousand years continued to accumulate.
His aura was restless and ready to surge.
Tang Chen's heart clenched as she watched this scene.
If only her daughter hadn't died.
Like Qingbao, they would come and hug her when she was in pain.
My daughter is small and soft; holding her makes me feel like I have all the happiness in the world.
pity--
Unfortunately, this scene did not last long.
Qingbao was violently thrown away by the resentment.
Tang Chen reached out and caught her, gently placing her on the clouds.
"Something seems off about your mother."
None of this could awaken Sihe's consciousness.
It seems something big is about to happen.
Fu Tu took a deep breath and looked at Si He, somewhat shocked.
"Her resentment has reached its peak, and she's preparing to break through her cultivation level!"
Advance from Nascent Soul to Void Realm!
boom--
A massive surge of resentment rushed in, surrounding Si He and engulfing her in mid-air.
In an instant, the River of Oblivion surged, and heaven and earth became one color.
Countless vengeful ghosts raised their heads, and the vengeful ghosts at the divination gate cried out in alarm:
"Another vengeful spirit has broken through!"
"Oh my god, another vengeful ghost from the Void!!!"
Si He's resentment returned to her body. She opened her eyes, slowly landed, and her consciousness returned.
The three people in front of her looked at her with surprise.
Fu Tu was very uneasy. He clenched his fingers, slowly stepped forward, and asked for the third time today:
"Sihe, who are you?"
Si He's gaze gradually focused, and she answered, word by word:
"The Vengeful Ghost of the Void, Fuling!"
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