Chapter 149 Purpose I’m Sorry…I’m Sorry
Zhu Yuan was not surprised at all, only murderous intent filled his heart. He did not care whether this man was his father, or whether he lied, or why he lied. He only cared about one thing:
"Why did you harm her?"
Wu Ming slowly expelled the black energy from his throat and sighed, "When did I ever want to harm her? Wu Yuan, you've got one thing wrong. You've always been the one harming her."
After saying this, Wuming was grabbed by the neck by Wei Yuan, who had teleported over. Wuming was surprised for a moment, then laughed. "I told you, you can't kill me now. And, was I wrong? There are so many things you don't know. Do you want me to tell you everything?"
"The Book of Beasts is you?" Yuan said this with gritted teeth, and blood flowed from his lips again.
"It was one of my souls," Wu Ming admitted readily. His smiling face suddenly turned cold. "If it weren't for your soul sealing the Book of Beasts, I would have been able to protect her fragmented soul from your attack. So, who is to blame for her complete and utter death?"
Veins popped out of Hou Yuan's hands, and blood oozed from his eyes again. "Why did you instruct Xu Yi to lock her up in Sicheng Cliff? And why did you punish her just for being close to me?"
A subtle hint of sadness flashed across Wu Ming's eyes. "You demons are truly terrifying when you cry."
He raised his hand to wipe away Wei Yuan's tears, but saw a strong disgust in Wei Yuan's eyes, and in the blink of an eye he had teleported a hundred meters away.
Wu Ming didn't feel embarrassed. He moved his neck, which had been crushed by Wei Yuan, and smiled again. "Don't you know why I punished her? If it was truly for her own good, you should have stayed away. But you insisted on clinging to her like a dog. She suffered so much. Who do you blame?"
Wu Yuan's red eyes were extremely sinister, and black energy was swirling around him, but Wu Ming was not afraid at all, and his words were resounding:
"Blame whoever you blame."
Zhu Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank.
"You attached your spirit to her sea of consciousness. But do you know that even if you suppress it, it will still erode her when you commit evil? Oh, you'll say that as long as you're with her, you won't do evil, but have you ever considered how a mortal body can withstand the spirit of a demon?" The smile faded from Wuming's face. "Yuanyuan, you don't know, so I'll tell you. Your spirit is the most filthy thing in the world. Attached to her, her lifespan will be no more than fifty years."
A chill emanated from the inside out of Wei Yuan's body, and the blood in his nose became even heavier. "Impossible... I—"
"How can you protect her or not harm her?" Wu Ming laughed again. "Look at you now, have you done anything?"
For a moment, Wu Yuan was unsteady on his feet. Wu Ming raised his hand and made him kneel on the ground. His eyes were extremely cold. "You only have divine blood, but you are full of demonic nature. It is against the will of heaven, and yet you gave her your soul without knowing the good and evil. You are now powerful enough to avoid it yourself, but she, a woman, has to be targeted by the law of nature because of you. I think fifty years is a long time, and what can you do? You can only make things worse. It's useless! Even your soul didn't know how to protect her when you attacked, and only subconsciously harmed her with you! This is the devil, the inhumane devil instinct!"
Wuming walked towards Weiyuan step by step, looking at the man on the ground, who was breathing hard like a fish on a chopping block. Every word he spoke was extremely cold and hard, "You are selfish and paranoid, arrogant and self-deprecating. You tied a good woman to your side in the name of love. Now she is dead, died because of you. What can you, as a dignified demon god, do?"
Large mouthfuls of blood gushed out of Wei Yuan's mouth and nose. His fingers were digging deep into the ground, and his nails were completely turned over.
As a demon, he possesses extreme destructive power, yet even the smallest cut on a woman requires the use of medicine. He can summon demons, but he cannot use any spiritual power.
He thought that as long as he didn't do evil and suppressed his magic power, he would be fine. But he really didn't know that even if he did nothing, even if he endured and restrained himself, he could still hurt her so much.
He was breathing with difficulty, his meridians were twitching, and his internal organs were in pain as if they were being torn apart by a knife, but all these pains combined were nothing compared to the pain his heart felt being torn apart by these words.
His stars are smart and clever, they can always see through his disguise and his anxiety, but he knows nothing and can see through nothing!
"Look how much better she's been after being with you?" Perhaps sensing his pain, Wuming began to speak earnestly. "You hurt her friends. She was cleaning up your mess while you were killing people. You massacred an entire city of people. She defended you in front of everyone, but you didn't know right from wrong and killed the person who had been with her all the way. Isn't it normal for her to hate you? Isn't it normal for her to want to escape? But you just kidnapped her..."
Wu Ming was once again pricked by the black energy like a hedgehog, and his mouth was also filled with black energy. He nonchalantly took out the black energy that was like a thorn in his mouth, smacked his lips, and explained, "Don't be angry, I didn't see what I shouldn't have seen."
"You're too vicious, kid." Wuming sighed and pulled out the dark energy that had pierced his eyes. After returning to normal, he rubbed his eyes. "Yuanyuan, don't you think there's something wrong with you? What exactly did you give to others? Your so-called love that is full of hurt?"
"Shut... up." Wu Yuan spat out more and more blood. He had been attacking all the time, but it seemed that he was much more seriously injured than Wu Ming.
"What a wonderful woman! She followed a thing like you without any complaints. What else is there to be gained from you besides your face?" Wu Ming raised his chin again, deliberately keeping the subject in suspense. "And you've endured so much pain in silence, without telling you."
And, what else?
What else? What else?
His eyes were bloodshot, his flesh was torn apart by the unbearable pain, blood flowed out, staining the pure white ground crimson.
Wu Ming's body was also filled with Wei Yuan's blood. He looked at the blood, put away his smile, and sighed.
"You should know how far she's gone for you." Wu Ming lowered his eyes to look at the huddled man and squatted down. "She never told you that the nightmares she had in prison were different from before."
"In dreams, she would possess the bodies of those you had killed and live out an extremely long life. This was my original design. However, the Book of Beasts automatically updated, replacing the people she possessed with the monks who died because of you."
"Long?...Now..." Yuan suddenly raised his head, looked at him, and almost squeezed out these four words.
"It was very long, longer than she'd ever lived. Each dream lasted at least a hundred years. Otherwise, why do you think she resisted sleep so much?" Wu Ming dodged Hou Yuan's attack and continued, "Do you know how the person she possessed died in the second dream? Do you remember the person who was torn apart by the monsters after you opened the Ten Thousand Demon Cave?"
Zhu Yuan's eyes widened, and the black energy melted instantly, unable to condense.
"The third dream..." an unclear voice murmured.
Fortunately, he had been soft-hearted and lowered the pain index in the nightmare a lot compared to reality. But even so, when he first got the Book of Beasts and saw this scene, he still broke out in a cold sweat.
He knew that this was his own doing and he was responsible, but since he had started doing it, he should not leave any room for anyone.
"Do you still remember the monk who was torn to pieces by a monster?"
The rest of the sentence can be left unsaid. Because Yu Yuan's body was shaking terribly, he began to anxiously break the bones of his fingers one by one.
But Wu Ming did not stop. He wanted to push his misguided son to the point of collapse before he could start a new life.
"Do you think that only if you did it yourself will it count? Do you think that if your spirit sealed the Book of Beasts, its power would be reduced as much as before? Hou Yuan, that's the Sizheng Cliff." Wu Ming moved in front of Hou Yuan and looked at him disdainfully. "The ancient artifact will naturally protect the Book of Beasts created by the spirit of the True God. Do you really think you are so smart that you will have planned everything out?"
"The woman you so often claimed to love and protect, had her bones torn apart piece by piece at your command. The bones were connected to her flesh and veins. How did your men do that?" Wu Ming's voice deepened, becoming eerie. "It was like pulling out a strand of hair. Snap—it was torn apart."
Zhu Yuan's eyes were wide open, as if his entire soul was torn apart. He grabbed his ears and cheeks with both hands, leaving streaks of blood, and cried like a dying cub.
"This is your love, this is you, Hou Yuan. You don't care if it hurts others, and you don't mind if it hurts yourself, but what about her? She almost abandoned her conscience for you, and what have you done for her? Hou Yuan, you can't even change your bloodthirsty instincts, how can you be worthy of her love?"
Wuming possessed Yuan and grabbed him by the collar, forcing him to look directly at him. "Do you know how the relatives of someone feel after you casually killed them? How heartbroken they are?!"
Wu Yuan suddenly stopped still, his bloodstained orifices making him look even more like a ghost. His eyes slowly turned within their crimson whites, fixed on Wu Ming. His voice sounded strange, drained of all emotion. "So, this is why you want to harm Xing Xing."
Wuming was slightly startled, and the next moment he was suddenly grabbed by the neck by Wei Yuan and pushed to the ground. Before he could react, crimson flames suddenly ignited on both of their bodies.
He was startled and immediately understood what Yuan Yuan was planning.
This son of a bitch of his was willing to use his soul as a flame just to die with him!
Zhu Yuan was stunned, blood trickling down his face. "No wonder I'm so inhumane. It turns out you're not a good person either."
After he finished speaking, the flames around him became even more intense, completely enveloping the two of them!
Wuming tried to counterattack, but the man's strength was so immense that he couldn't move a muscle. At the critical moment, the bell in Wuyuan's arms suddenly rolled out. Wuming's eyes lit up and he quickly recited a spell to open it.
The last scene of the woman's life suddenly appeared, causing the madman, who was surrounded by flames, to stop his actions instantly.
He seized the opportunity, kicked away the filial son who wanted to be reduced to ashes with him, broke free from the black air, and teleported to a hundred meters away.
It must be said that this woman was the only rope that could tie up this mad dog. He didn't care about running away from Hou Yuan, nor about the fire burning on his body. He just sat on the ground and looked at the woman's image like a fool.
"…Tell him that this matter is not his fault. It was my own choice. I am willing to die at his hands."
Wu Ming saw that Wei Yuan's tears of blood were falling even more happily, and nodded with satisfaction.
It seems like he hates himself even more.
Well done, daughter-in-law.
As the video played, the fire on Zhu Yuan's body became more and more intense. His flesh was burned and his bones were exposed in several places. Even his stunning face had half of its skin licked off by the flames.
The burning of the soul is the most painful punishment for a god, but he was completely unaware of it, as if he really intended to burn himself to death in this way.
"Hei, I love you."
"I love you too... I love you very much. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Yuan Yuan's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, revealing endless regret. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the image. The half of his face that was not burned was bathed in a rare softness.
"Yuan, I love you."
"I'm sorry, Xingxing... Blame me for not being able to leave you, blame me for having to cling to you..."
"...My husband, I love you."
"I love you too, my lady. I love you so much. I just don't want to leave you..." Yu Yuan tried to rub against her like a puppy, but he could only touch a ball of air.
"Don't blame yourself, don't hurt yourself, take good care of you, the one I love."
Zhu Yuan stared at the image, his eyes filled with obsession and pain, not moving at all.
The face had been burned so badly that only one eye and one ear were left.
Right ear.
"I'm going to find you, Xingxing, I'm going to find you." Hou Yuan murmured, as if in a dream. "I'll crush my bones and tear my flesh apart. Whatever you say, I'll do it. I'm sorry. Please wait for me. I'll come to you right away."
Wu Ming finally couldn't bear it any longer, sighed, and said, "Yuan Yuan, do you know the difference between gods and demons?"
Of course, Hou Yuan had no time to pay attention to him. He continued, "The ancient gods were born with heaven and earth, and they had the ability to create the world and humans. But the demons grew from the darkness of the gods, and they have the intention to destroy heaven and earth."
He looked at Hou Yuan, who was almost burned to ashes, and said, "Hou Yuan, become a god. Eliminate the evil spirit and become a true god. Then you can save her."
This was his purpose.
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