Don't think he doesn't know what's good for him. Those skeletons are mindless. When the skeletons annihilate, they produce black energy. How could it gather on his body? Ji Xiaoxiao must have done something.
Hentian firmly believed in this conclusion.
"I didn't do anything, I just told them the truth, that you are the real mastermind, the real murderer. In your pursuit of breaking through to a higher realm, you killed countless lives and cut off their path to reincarnation. Their remaining wills wish they could devour you alive and grind your bones to dust. With the hatred they have for you, do you think they would obediently vanish into thin air?"
Ji Xiaoxiao calmly executed the spell, and [Bewitching God] was almost ready.
Hentian lowered his head and said with a bitter smile, "What goes around comes around, what goes around comes around!"
“Who says otherwise!” Ji Xiaoxiao exclaimed. “Hentian, you should repent and atone for your sins in the [Bewitching God]!”
A small, cyan, glowing insect entered Hentian's body. Hentian roared to the sky, then slumped down, his eyes slowly widening, filled with overwhelming fear.
Ji Xiaoxiao returned to Rong Tian's side, her face a little pale.
"Help me seal him away," Ji Xiaoxiao pleaded.
"You're quite ruthless," Rong Tian praised.
One second in reality is ten thousand years in illusion. Hentian is a Venerable One, whose lifespan is almost equal to that of the heavens. He sealed Hentian, but Hentian continued to live, destined to spend a long and endless life of pain and despair within the [Bewitching God].
"Is that not allowed?"
"OK."
Rong Tian stood up, his demeanor suddenly changing, transforming from a simple and unadorned ancient sword into a deadly weapon with sharp sword energy.
Fifteen minutes later, Rong Tian completed the seal.
"Is this all you need?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked uncertainly.
She felt that Rong Tian was just going through the motions; he had only banished Hen Tian to the ground.
"Alright, I guarantee everything will be foolproof," Rong Tian said seriously.
Just as Ji Xiaoxiao was about to raise her questions, Rong Tian swiftly picked her up and soared into the sky, interrupting her rambling.
Ten thousand years later, Ji Xiaoxiao revisited the old place and found that Hentian was still safely underground beneath the former site of the Heavenly Dao Palace.
"I already said it was okay, why don't you believe your husband?" Rong Tian said aggrievedly.
Ji Xiaoxiao glanced at Rong Tian and said, "Feeling wronged? You think I don't know how hot your relationship with the most beautiful courtesan in Huacheng is?"
"What nonsense!" Rong Tian turned his face away.
"No, you say no?" Ji Xiaoxiao poked Rong Tian's chest. "Ask yourself honestly, did you or didn't you?"
"No," Rong Tian said decisively.
Ji Xiaoxiao ignored her and said, "That's right. We've been married for ten thousand years. You're tired of me and want to find a younger man. Fine, let's go our separate ways and part ways amicably."
On the side.
The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Ghosts, leading a little girl, said, "Here we go again, here we go again."
Qinghe held a baby in his arms. "That's how the Venerable Ones are. Don't pay attention to them. You've been pregnant for ten years. Why hasn't the baby come out yet? I can't hold back anymore."
"You're such a jerk." The Demon Lord of Ten Thousand Ghosts' ears turned bright red, and he shoved Qinghe.
...
After tens of thousands of years, returning to the dark space, Ji Xiaoxiao felt both familiar and strange.
The pages turned with a rustling sound.
Name: Ji Xiaoxiao
Gender: Female
Celestial Power: 25
Soul Essence: 30
Progress: 40%
Title: Academic Star
Rank: Third Class Rashomon
Skills: Turning lead into gold, photographic memory
Rewards: "White Lotus Holy Decree", "Dao Heaven", "Demon Charm Path", Immortal Body, Word Order
Divine objects: Treasure Fortune, Qiankun Pearl, Jade Purification Bottle
Ji Xiaoxiao glanced at it, her gaze lingering on the "Divine Object" section. The Jade Purification Bottle was a gift from Rong Tian on their wedding day. Ji Xiaoxiao had initially thought it was just a pretty vase, not a flower stand, but she never expected it to be a divine object.
Rong Tian!
Ji Xiaoxiao missed Rong Tian terribly. Rong Tian had passed away 20,000 years before her. Despite his immense strength, why did he experience the Five Signs of Decay of Heaven and Man much faster than she did?
For the past 20,000 years, Ji Xiaoxiao had been thinking about leaving that world every moment, but she had to ensure the stability of the Hentian Prison. She endured it for 20,000 years. After Hentian died and his Dao dissipated, she was finally able to do as she pleased.
"My lord." Ji Xiaoxiao wanted to ask the lord about Rong Tian's situation.
Ji Xiaoxiao called out a few more times, concluding that the adult was not in the dark space.
"Sir, you've been going out a lot lately, have you found a new target?"
"Men, oh men," Ji Xiaoxiao shook her head, looking as if she had seen through the illusions of the world.
After disappearing from the dark space, Ji Xiaoxiao woke up in a noisy place.
"You slut."
Ji Xiaoxiao was slapped and tied up.
What happened?
Perhaps the slap dispelled the discomfort of being transported to another world. Ji Xiaoxiao looked up and saw a group of people surrounding her, their eyes blazing with anger, pointing and whispering, calling her shameless and promiscuous.
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A slit opened in the disc, and a seemingly endless army of skeletons surged forth, staggering and menacing.
“These are all people who died because of you,” Ji Xiaoxiao explained.
Hentian looked up and saw an army of skeletons numbering in the tens of thousands, and constantly increasing, densely packed like a surging tide, a truly magnificent sight.
"I never expected there to be so many," Hentian remarked.
Ji Xiaoxiao didn't ask Hentian if she would regret it later. Having survived tribulations to become a Venerable, Hentian's Dao heart was extremely firm; how could she be swayed by a few words? At this moment, it was better to settle things with a fight, and whether she won or lost, she would have no regrets.
The skeleton army had a combat strength of only five, which was utterly pathetic, but their sheer numbers made them incredibly powerful. Each one charged forward recklessly, causing considerable trouble and distress to Hentian.
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