The Final Chapter (Part 2)
Lingshan.
"Impossible! How could this happen... Did you do something to it?"
Looking at the lifeless little cub in his arms, Luo Hou froze. He trembled as he used his finger to check the cub's breath, and was struck dumb, feeling as if struck by lightning.
My son, he's gone... just like that? Why, why? Why did they take his life? What did he do wrong?
Luo Hou laughed maniacally, his voice filled with determination and unwavering resolve. He was determined to seek justice for his son. His son could not be allowed to die unjustly at the hands of two scoundrels. "My son, your big brother promised you that even if it meant eternal damnation and death, he would make those damned Westerners pay the price!"
He handed the little Tongtian cub to Hongjun. Hongjun was taken aback and looked at the figure that had already gone far away with unusual determination. After a long while, a sentence came from the sky, which successfully made Hongjun's heart tighten and his brow twitch.
"Take him away, and whatever I do is none of your business."
"Luo Hou! Calm down!" Hongjun's expression changed slightly, and he shouted angrily. He immediately understood what Luo Hou wanted to do. His eyelids twitched wildly, and he felt extremely uneasy. How could Luo Hou be so impulsive and reckless? Didn't he know what the consequences would be?
Luo Hou naturally heard Hongjun's words of dissuasion, but he remained unmoved. If the Heavenly Dao destined him to perish here, then he would rather self-destruct than let Hongjun suffer even the slightest bit! Even if Hongjun was his true form, he would still act the same way. He was not one to swallow his pride! After all, his cultivation level was not much worse than that of his true form; they could be considered evenly matched. Even Hongjun, as his true form, was helpless against him, which showed his strength.
But why, why drag his beloved disciple into this? Why? Luo Hou nodded slightly, revealing his handsome features, and a chilling smile silently bloomed on his face.
The black lotus appeared silently at his feet, protecting its master. The black lotus carried an aura of world destruction, and its overwhelmingly powerful aura swept out, directly leveling the top of Mount Ling.
"Since Heaven is so unjust, why not settle all past grievances and grudges at once? How about I begin by settling scores on Mount Ling?" Luo Hou smiled faintly, his aura slightly concealed, and raised his sword finger, softly asking, "Where are the Four Swords of Zhuxian?"
The Immortal Execution Sword shattered the void's restraints and appeared before Rahu in a flash, its murderous aura soaring into the sky. It directly confronted the divine lightning above his head. The divine lightning rolled in, but never struck down, as if warning the reckless Rahu to quickly withdraw his divine power or he would show no mercy! Rahu laughed loudly, his expression arrogant and overbearing, not taking this trivial matter seriously at all. The murderous aura emanating from the Immortal Execution Sword slowly enveloped the land that had been given life by the little cub Tongtian. Vast swathes of spiritual plants withered and died, and the already thin spiritual energy diminished even further. Even the Eight Treasures Merit Pool trembled under the sudden arrival of killing intent. As for the white lotus, it quietly transformed into a wisp of spiritual consciousness and entered the lifeless body of the little cub Tongtian. Suddenly, the little cub's body emitted a faint, gentle white light, and his fading pulse miraculously began to beat again, though so weakly and inconspicuously. Even Hongjun, who had been holding him, didn't notice. His face was extremely solemn as he watched the deathly aura gradually reappear in this barren land, the mournful groans of the innocent creatures before their deaths echoing in his ears, all turning into streams of light to nourish the Immortal Execution Sword.
If this continues, Luo Hou will inevitably fall into demonic possession. Before, he was able to control his mind and prevent himself from being controlled by his inner demons, but now, absorbing too much demonic energy will only make him lose control... No, I have to stop him.
Looking at the little boy Tongtian, Hongjun's eyes flashed with pain. "My child, I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you. It's my fault. But my child, I have something more important to deal with now. If I can't stop that older brother, he will die, and die a horrible death… My child, do you understand? You certainly don't want him to end up like this, do you? Please wait, okay? I will personally bring you back, okay? Now, I'm sorry, I have to send you back to your brother…"
He gently placed a kiss on the child's forehead, more like a farewell than a promise, carrying a sense of unwavering resolve. Hongjun took one last deep look at the child, closed his eyes, and steeled himself to teleport the child directly out of the magic array.
"What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you to take the cub and leave?" Luo Hou opened his eyes, his amber-like blood-red pupils staring emotionlessly at Hongjun, who was blocking his way.
"Rahu, are you sure you want to do this? Your son wouldn't want to see you like this... Have you forgotten that the vitality of this land was brought by your son? Do you think he would want to see it in this lifeless, evil-inducing state?" Hongjun held the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler and covered the shattered Ling Mountain to prevent it from being destroyed by Rahu.
"The life your son brought... Heh, then who took his life with their own hands? Why hesitate to accuse someone when you're determined to find fault? Don't you understand the principle of 'if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold'? You reap what you sow. All these sins and consequences were brought about by those two self-righteous, reckless fools. And yet you still have this righteous, hypocritical air about blaming me? Hongjun, are you out of your mind?" Anger flashed in Luo Hou's eyes, and his aura suddenly intensified. Even Hongjun had to avoid his sharp edge, retreating to a less forceful approach just to calm the about-to-rage Luo Hou!
"Listen to me," Hongjun said urgently, "I will definitely settle accounts with those two incompetent bastards in the West regarding my son's matter. The cause and effect of this matter cannot be explained in a single sentence! I assure you, as long as you don't destroy this Western Paradise now, I promise you, I will no longer force you to return to your original form and I promise I will no longer besiege you. How about that? I never intended to kill you, do you understand?" Hongjun explained hastily, trying to appease Luo Hou. He truly had never entertained such a thought; he merely wanted to confine him to Zixiao Palace. He wouldn't go so far as to kill Luo Hou. Even if Luo Hou was weak, he was still his avatar and his evil corpse. How could he so easily sever the Three Corpses he had painstakingly mastered? Wouldn't that increase the karmic debt he owed Luo Hou?
"Too late, Hongjun, you still don't understand!" Luo Hou laughed loudly, but without hesitation he raised his sword incantation. The Zhuxian Sword, summoned by him, became even more restless, ready to deliver the greatest blow to this devastated land at any time, as a form of revenge!
Even if you never intended to kill me, what about the Heavenly Dao? The Heavenly Dao would absolutely not allow my existence; my existence is the greatest threat to you.
"Rahu! Are you really so stubborn?" Hongjun laughed in anger. What a vicious corpse that won't listen to reason! You're really determined to oppose me, aren't you? Very well, then I will show no mercy!
"Why don't the four swords return? The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is activated!" Luo Hou's eyes sharpened. The three swords, Immortal Slaughtering, Immortal Severing, and Immortal Trapping, rose up alongside the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, landing in the four western directions respectively. They firmly seized the vital points of the spiritual vein, completely blocking all retreat routes. Even if Hongjun intervened, he could not guarantee that he could deal with the four Immortal Slaughtering Swords!
"Luo Hou!!!" Hongjun was furious. He roared without regard for his image. His long black hair fluttered in the wind, his robes were tearing, and his fists were clenched tightly under his robes. He was obviously very angry.
"Bomb it!" Luo Hou glanced contemptuously at the impotently furious Hong Jun, his eyes flashing with chilling killing intent.
"Stop!" Hongjun, unable to bear it any longer, flew forward to fight Luo Hou! Since things had already developed to this point, he could only do his best to minimize the damage and the consequences!
Taiqing and Yuanshi, outside the magic array, were heartbroken beyond measure. The pain of their divine connection with their third brother being suddenly severed was far more intense than they had imagined. The elder brothers were in tears, almost overwhelmed with grief. Their third brother, the little dumpling who had followed them since they were born, had perished... They hadn't even been able to see him one last time... How could they face their father's entrustment, how could they face their own conscience?
"Big brother, even if it costs us our lives, we must bring Third Brother back. He won't like it here... I want to take him home, to see his favorite fluffy things... This is all we, as his elder brother, can do for him!" Yuan Shi wiped away his tears, hating his own powerlessness. He wasn't strong enough to even avenge his brother, and could only lie low. So inactive, so cowardly, how pathetic! He vaguely recalled Tongtian clinging to him, calling him "Second Brother this, Second Brother that," sometimes mischievous and annoying, he would whine and beg for a hug, and sometimes obediently nestled in his arms, quietly and attentively watching his every move... All those past events were vivid in his mind, his heart felt as if it had been through a sea of fire and knives. The more he thought about it, the more painful it became, and tears streamed down his face.
Taiqing's condition was naturally no better; he was incredibly haggard, his beard a tangled mess, but he didn't care. Normally, he was extremely concerned with his image, but now he looked like this, his face full of worry, utterly lacking in composure! But what use was composure now? His precious third brother, the little brother he cherished so dearly, was gone. What was the point of talking about these things now? He wouldn't dwell on such trivial matters; he only wanted his little brother to be well, alive and kicking!
The thought vanished in an instant, but unexpectedly, the little brat Tongtian suddenly appeared in his arms! In his arms! Taiqing was dumbfounded, thinking he was seeing things, and quickly called his second brother. The two of them almost simultaneously held their breath, staring in disbelief at their eldest brother's youngest brother in his arms.
Was it an illusion? No, it was real, it must be real...? The two brothers were stumped. They simultaneously raised their hands to test if it was real, but then stopped at the same time. They looked at each other blankly. Or was it just a hallucination caused by their grief...? No way, don't mess with their mental state! They're already in so much pain, and to pull this trick is just shameless, utterly shameless!!!
"Big brother... I, no, I dare not..." Yuan Shi suddenly withdrew his hand, his eyes reddening, and he couldn't help but sniffle, feeling sorrowful. What if it was just an illusion? The result he had been looking forward to was right in front of him, but he was hesitant to confront the truth.
Taiqing felt helpless, but he shared the same thought as his second brother. He wasn't sure either, but the incredibly real touch in his arms, the baby's rosy cheeks, and the baby's own body heat felt so unreal...
Wait, something's not right? Baby, you have a temperature? Your complexion looks just like a living person's! Could it be, could it be...? He couldn't believe it and immediately touched the baby's cheek. It was warm!!! He carefully put his finger under the baby's nostrils and sure enough, he felt a faint breath... A smile of joy suddenly broke out on his face, and he almost collapsed, shouting hoarsely.
"My son, my son isn't dead! Second brother, can you hear me? My son is still alive!"
Yuan Shi's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly followed his elder brother's steps. Sure enough, his smile became more and more tragic, and his eyes filled with tears.
"My little brother! My little brother! You scared your older brother to death! Waa ...
Overwhelmed with emotion, they hugged their elder brother, both laughing and crying, their faces beaming with joy. Taiqing, however, held his younger brother, who was still fast asleep, tightly in his arms, a love he could not bear to part with.
The sleeping cub twitched its fingers restlessly, but kept its hands tightly clenched, as if protecting something. Its two older brothers, overjoyed and weeping, were oblivious to this, still ecstatic.
The Father God appeared! Thankfully, his desperate prayers had moved the Father God to take pity on his child who was in imminent danger. In the end, the Father God softened and spared the child's life!
Pangu's lingering remnant, far away on the other side, looked helpless. To be honest, he really didn't want to let his little one go back, but it was impossible. This wasn't the little one's world; the little one had only come here to meet him by chance. Moreover, the little one was very stubborn, and it took Pangu's painstaking efforts and countless words to persuade him before the little one finally agreed to return to his original form.
Moreover, there was a large group of people within the group who kept nagging him and saying all sorts of nice things, making it impossible for him to have a moment's peace. He had no choice but to decide to persuade Zai Zai to return voluntarily.
"Old man, what's wrong? You're also reluctant to part with your child?" Pangu glanced at the somewhat dejected Chaos Green Lotus, his eyes filled with a warm smile.
The form of the Chaos Green Lotus was slowly dissipating. In fact, it was just a lingering phantom. It should have been destroyed when Pangu created the world. Now, only this lingering remnant remained. The Green Lotus, with its last bit of spiritual consciousness, was still chatting with Pangu. Finally, as it dissipated, it quietly told him a shocking secret, which almost made Pangu fall over in fright.
"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of mess is this?" Pangu said with a bitter smile. Qinglian also dissipated. He had so much anger, but he didn't know who to vent it on... Could it be that he was going to ruin my child? Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao, you can't blame everything on my child. It was Qinglian who did it!
Seeing the remnant of Pangu vanish along with it, the Heavenly Dao thought, "..." This is outrageous! It actually left its seed to Tongtian—isn't this just asking for trouble? How is this karmic connection supposed to be calculated?! Even if he wanted to, it would probably take some effort to protect this child...
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