Chapter 104 Chapter 104 Guilty
The voice was far away and sounded very soft. Sang Ling tried to identify it before he could hear it clearly. The voice said:
"I am guilty..."
"I am guilty..."
"I am guilty..."
Sang Ling turned to look at Fu Wei. Fu Wei had no expression on his face. He just silently raised his feet and walked deeper into the cave.
Sang Ling followed silently, and the light spots also surrounded the two of them. Finally, Fu Yan's footsteps stopped in front of a huge stone door.
The stone gate is built with the most common stone. It is extremely magnificent, but there is no trace of human intervention on it, as if it was formed naturally. There are also many Taoist patterns engraved on the stone gate, but those Taoist patterns are profound and obscure. Sang Ling's cultivation is not enough to understand them.
The voice was getting closer and closer, and Sang Ling could even read the regret and unwillingness in that voice.
Fu Ying stepped over the stone gate, and Sang Ling followed him in, but those light spots did not enter.
Sang Ling turned around and looked, and at that moment seemed to understand the meaning of these non-biological light spots. They did not want to see the owner of the voice in the cave.
Sang Ling followed Fu Wei and walked behind him. After a while, Fu Wei stopped. She felt his silence. The voice was close at hand. Sang Ling heard the voice was intermittent and broken, as if he was in great pain.
She leaned her head out from behind Fu Yan and saw clearly the owner of the voice.
The Saint of the Fish.
At this moment, the Saint Ci Yu was sitting upright on a cushion, but her internal organs were all pierced with black iron chains. Blood was gushing out, dyeing the grass-colored cushion blood red. The fishy smell in the air made people feel very uncomfortable.
Sang Ling looked up at Fu Ying and immediately confirmed that Fu Ying was not the one who committed this torture.
In other words, it was Saint Ci Yu herself who made herself like this.
Why?
God's Land
Reincarnation
I am in deep pain...
The answer is obvious.
The bizarre behavior of the Saint Lady Ci Yu and the identity of Fu Yin.
Even though she had expected this, Sang Ling still took a deep breath. It was almost certain that Fu Yan was one of the seven primordial gods. Was he the reincarnation of a deceased god like Saint Ciyu, or was he something else...
Sang Ling tilted her head to look at Fu Yan, her mind full of thoughts. No wonder there was such a difference between Saint Ci Yu and Fu Yan. Their relationship could hardly be described as close.
In this world, no one will have a stronger bond than the two of them. It is a relationship that started from the beginning of the creation of the world and the universe.
Fu Yan's eyes fell on Sang Ling. He knew her guess and then confirmed it with silence.
At this moment, Sang Ling thought of all her contacts with Fu Wei, and the games and struggles between them. He was the first god, but she still won.
Sang Ling's surprise subsided a little. There was a new movement from the Saint Lady Ci Yu on the cushion. She seemed to have heard the movement and slowly opened her eyes.
After seeing the scene clearly, her eyes suddenly widened, and her face and body shook violently.
"Impossible! Why is she here?!"
The Saint Maiden Ci Yu's gaze and roar were directed at Fu Yan.
"You brought her here? You brought her here!"
"Crazy! You're crazy!"
She finally screamed:
"You are crazy!"
As she moved, the blood under the body of the Saint Ci Yu spread to a large area around her, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.
Fu Wei once told her that the reason why Saint Ci Yu was able to reincarnate as the spirit of a deceased god was because of her power of foresight. It was because of her foresight that she escaped the fate of having her soul destroyed.
But are there other primordial gods besides Fu Yin?
The Holy Lady Ci Yu who knelt in the Demon Palace that day and the Holy Lady Ci Yu who is punishing herself now, both point to one answer.
In that divine death, Saint Ci Yu did something to save herself, and she is guilty.
No one responded to Saint Ci Yu's madness. She had long since fallen silent and just stared at Sang Ling fiercely.
It seemed as if all these disasters were caused by Sang Ling.
The current Saint Ci Yu is no longer as glorious as before and looks disheveled. Her bloodshot eyes moved from Sang Ling to Fu Yan.
"This is our place. In this world, you only have me, and I only have you."
She seemed to calm down a lot, and her tone changed from questioning to explaining.
Fu Yan's gaze was not on the Saint Ci Yu, but on the black iron chains that penetrated her five internal organs. He looked at them for a while, then cut them off with his sword.
The black iron chain was pulled out of the body of the Saint Ci Yu, bringing out a lot of blood. She seemed unable to hold on and took two steps forward weakly into Fu Yan's arms.
Fu Yin did not move. He put away his sword and let her lie on his shoulder. The Saint Ci Yu rested her chin on his shoulder. Her face was very pale and weak, but her lips were still bright red. She raised her eyes and looked at Sang Ling behind Fu Yin and smiled sweetly.
No one is closer than them.
No matter the distance today or the relationship that has lasted for thousands of years.
Sang Ling had no expression. She took a step forward and turned her gaze from Saint Ci Yu to Fu Yan.
At this moment, Fu Yan was staring at the blood-soaked cushion, his expression difficult to discern.
Saint Ci Yu seemed to have calmed down, she stood up straight and looked in the direction Fu Yan was looking.
"Ten thousand years have passed, but I still can't forget the day they died. If I go against the will of heaven and tell them the prophecy, even though fate is hard to challenge, maybe, maybe more than just you and I can survive."
Fu Yan's eyes fell on the face of Saint Ci Yu.
The Saint of the Fish was filled with guilt. "For ten thousand years, I hated the way of heaven and hated that we were gods. In the end, I hated myself the most. So every hundred years, I will come back here to atone for my sins."
The atonement of Saint Ci Yu was indeed cruel enough. The entire floor of the stone chamber was covered with blood, forming a huge circle with the cushion as the center.
The cushion was soaked with the most blood, which was red to black.
Sang Ling stared at him for a while and exclaimed, "You are so cruel to yourself. Saint, you have almost redeemed your sins."
The Saint Maiden Ci Yu didn't say a word, nor did she even look at her. Her whole heart was on Fu Yan.
Fu Yan's gaze returned to the futon. Saint Ci Yu stared at him tenderly, "Don't feel sorry for me. I'm really uneasy."
After saying that, she took two steps back and returned to the cushion, sat down cross-legged, and spoke tenderly.
"You must have your reasons for bringing her here today. I don't blame you. If you are done, you can go back first. My atonement is not over yet. Don't stay here. I am afraid you will feel sad after seeing this."
Sang Ling looked at Fu Yan. The corners of Fu Yan's lips were slightly curved, and it was hard to tell whether it was a smile or a simple change in expression. He didn't say anything and just stood there motionless, making it clear that he was not going to leave.
The Saint Maiden Ci Yu was stunned for a moment, but still smiled softly.
Sang Ling smelled the blood in the room and lowered his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly took out a mop from the mustard bag. He wiped his hand again and took out a bucket of transparent liquid. He introduced:
"Saint, this is holy water from Mount Tianshan. It is the best for removing dirt and gloom. I will help you mop the floor. Even if you are atonement for your sins, you need a good environment, right?"
When the words fell, Fu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a smile became clear on his lips.
The Saint of Ciyu was stunned for a moment, then her face was filled with anger, "I don't want to see you, leave immediately!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Wei said, "The smell here is really bad, let's tow it."
Sang Ling nodded: "Your order." The mop fell to the ground with a thump. Sang Ling moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, the circular bloodstain was dragged out into a straight and clean line with the futon as the point.
Tianshan Holy Water is indeed useful.
The Saint of the Fish Cultivator stood up in an instant and said, "Stop!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the blood cushion under her was pulled away by Sang Ling, and the next second, a white jade lotus cushion was placed under the Saint Ci Yu.
Sang Ling's face was full of sincerity: "Lady Saint, this has the effect of activating veins and guiding qi to train the body. I'll give it to you for use. No need to thank me."
As he was talking, several long lines of blood were dragged out in the stone chamber.
The face of the Saint Maiden Ci Yu turned ashen. She turned her left hand and a sharp blade quickly attacked Sang Ling.
The blade was extremely fast and powerful. Sang Ling's face changed. The Saint Ci Yu had never revealed her true strength before, but now it seemed that she was indeed incredibly powerful.
The next second, the sharp blade shattered in front of Sang Ling's eyes, leaving only a limp hand with distinct joints.
Seeing that her killing move was blocked, Saint Ciyu said angrily, "Fu Yan, look at this place. Are you going to humiliate me for her?"
Her eyes quickly turned red, tears rolled down her cheeks, and her face was filled with grief.
Fu Yan took a step forward and stood in front of Sang Ling.
"Ciyu, stop it."
The Saint of Mercy Fish frowned, and after a moment she smiled bitterly and said, "You have only known her for a few days, and you treated me like this because of her!"
Sang Ling frowned, feeling that Saint Ci Yu was a little weird.
Fu Yan's expression did not change at all. He just looked at Saint Ciyu and said:
"Stop it."
Saint Ci Yu fell silent, all expression on her face disappeared. Her usually gentle and divine face now looked extremely cold, and her whole body exuded a chill.
She said nothing.
The next second, the sharp blade in front of Sang Ling that was broken by Fu Wei solidified again, but it did not attack Sang Ling. Instead, it turned around and headed towards the Holy Maiden Ci Yu. The sharp blade scratched her wrist and blood gushed out.
The Saint of Ci Yu waved her hand and a barrier stood in front of her. She kicked the □□ away with one foot, squatted slightly, and let the blood flowing from her wrist drip onto the ground.
As the blood gathered, Sang Ling saw that there was a very light white spot under the cushion, which looked like some kind of symbol.
Sang Ling opened his eyes slightly, not daring to think about anything else, and immediately quickened his pace to sweep up the bloodstains on the ground.
She didn't know what Saint Ci Yu was going to do, but it was obviously not going to be a good thing.
Obviously Fu Yin did not expect Saint Ci Yu to be so decisive. She did not even make an excuse. By the time she made her move, the barrier in front of her had already been erected.
This barrier naturally could not stop Fu Yin. After a moment, the barrier was breached, but Saint Ci Yu only needed this moment.
A white light appeared, and the person who was stabbed could not open his eyes at all. Runes rose up in all the places stained by the blood of Saint Ci Yu. Because of Sang Ling's actions, the huge circular bloodstain was now half broken and the runes were not fully connected.
But even if the runes were not fully connected, a huge blood-red killing array still emerged out of thin air.
The Saint of Ciyu stared at Sang Ling, "You almost ruined my plan."
Sang Ling's actions left the killing array somewhat incomplete, but her arrangements were not limited to this one. This killing array that surpassed the three realms was finally completed...
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