Zhou Xingdou frowned slightly. If it weren't for the fact that Jue Tian did seem to have a sense of closeness to him, Zhou Xingdou would have suspected that he was there to take advantage of him.
But the term "maternal grandfather" was completely foreign to him, so foreign that he had never even heard of it in his previous life. After all, he had never even met his mother, let alone heard that he had a maternal grandfather.
Zhou Xingdou shook his head, his consciousness still somewhat hazy from just regaining, feeling a sense of unreality, but the deafening screams of Tianjizi in his ears were unlike any illusion.
Looking at the man before him, clad in ferocious armor, exuding an aura of profound mystery, and appearing to be around the same age as himself, Zhou Xingdou found it hard to believe:
"Are you really my grandfather?"
Upon hearing this, Jue Tian's handsome and joyful face darkened.
"That old bastard Zhou Wuji never mentioned me to you?"
Zhou Xingdou shook his head, filled with curiosity about Jue Tian, who claimed to be his maternal grandfather.
"No, I only recently learned that my mother is the Sword Immortal."
Upon hearing this, Jue Tian's eyes trembled slightly, a sense of vicissitude rising from them, as if recalling countless memories in an instant. He slowly raised his hand and gently, with a touch of heartache, rubbed Zhou Xingdou's face.
"The Immortal Vein within you originates from me; this is a bloodline that cannot be severed."
Zhou Xingdou felt the warmth of the large hand and felt no resistance whatsoever. Instead, he instinctively moved closer to the hand.
Seeing this, Jue Tian smiled with relief. His face was gentle and calm, making it hard to believe that this was the same Jue Tianhuang, the first demon emperor who instilled fear, trembling, and despair in countless beings throughout the heavens.
Stephen Chow also found it hard to explain his actions, but at that moment he only felt warm and at ease.
Even the man before her, with his overwhelming demonic aura and terrifying, despairing power, seemed to be nothing more than a safe haven for her to shelter from the storm.
In that instant, he no longer doubted; his bloodline and his heart told him that this person must be his maternal grandfather.
boom!
Just then, Tianjizi finally succumbed to the torment, and his remaining immortal body exploded, sending up a shower of golden blood that showered countless lives into the void.
Even a single drop of his blood falling into the world around him would be a stroke of good fortune.
As Zhou Xingdou gazed at the golden rain of blood, he snapped out of his reverie and realized that Tianjizi, who had troubled him for days and whom he had failed to kill even after burning everything, had died at that moment.
The power of Tianjizi needs no further explanation; no one understands his difficulty and extreme oppressiveness better than Zhou Xingdou.
He was also the only person he had ever encountered in his life who had driven him to the brink of despair and nearly killed him.
Zhou Xingdou turned to look at Jue Tian and asked in surprise:
"You killed him?"
Although he didn't know what happened while he was asleep, he could tell from Tianjizi's shrill screams when he woke up that Tianjizi had probably suffered unimaginable torment.
Otherwise, how could a peerless expert who has lived for hundreds of millions of years scream so frantically because of ordinary pain and torment?
Neither the golden rain of blood nor the deafening roar of Tianjizi's explosion caused Jue Tian's expression to waver.
It was described as casually as if an ant had died:
"He committed suicide, but it's not quite death."
Zhou Xingdou's pupils dilated slightly as he looked at the rain of blood and the scattered flesh and blood, and frowned, saying:
"They're still alive?"
Jue Tian explained very patiently:
"He is a symbiotic spirit of the Primordial Realm. Unless the heavens punish him and the Dao is destroyed, he will eventually be resurrected."
However, seemingly afraid that his grandson would think he was incompetent, Jue Tian added:
"Of course, it wouldn't be difficult for your grandfather to kill him completely, but it's not bad to keep him for you to practice on in the future."
Zhou Xingdou's silvery-white eyes, once again filled with curiosity, looked at Jue Tian.
He didn't know how powerful his maternal grandfather was, but just these few words made Zhou Xingdou realize that even if he possessed great power, he would be like a frog in a well looking at the moon in the sky when facing his maternal grandfather.
The sheer fact that Jue Tian appeared on the river of time and still stands firm against the passage of time proves his strength.
As for leaving Tianjizi for him to practice on, Zhou Xingdou's lips twitched slightly.
Such a powerful Tianjizi was nothing more than an insignificant thing in the eyes of his maternal grandfather.
That's like saying Tianjizi is a toy; you can't play with it now, but you can when you grow up.
But as Zhou Xingdou's lips twitched, a crystal-clear ball of light appeared in Jue Tian's hand.
This ball of light radiated a cosmic aura, encompassing countless immeasurable things, as if it contained the entire world, and immediately attracted Zhou Xingdou's attention.
Jue Tian looked at Zhou Xingdou with a doting smile:
"I see that you really like this world, so I'll give it to you as a gift."
"The World of Martial Souls?"
Zhou Xingdou's pupils contracted, and he immediately realized that the ball of light was the Martial Soul World he had transmigrated to.
To hold the world in one's hands and refine it into a ball of light the size of a fist—Zhou Xingdou never dared to even imagine such a thing.
He knew that even the weakest world was still a complete world. Destroying the Martial Soul Continent was easy, but destroying the Martial Soul World was almost impossible for Zhou Xingdou.
Not to mention refining and holding an entire world in one's hands.
Even someone as powerful as Stephen Chow could never do that.
Seeing Zhou Xingdou's shocked expression, Jue Tian felt a surge of satisfaction, but on his face, he merely mimicked Zhou Wuji's calm smile, somewhat like a madman.
"No need to be surprised, this is not difficult at all."
After saying that, Jue Tian moved his hand slightly, and the ball of light rushed directly into Zhou Xingdou's brow and entered Zhou Xingdou's sea of consciousness.
Almost instantly, the tranquil Record of Myriad Realms Beauties became restless, as if a person who had been starving for millions of years had seen a delicious meal, and unleashed an extremely strong greed.
The ball of light transformed into a point of light, and after circling a few times in Zhou Xingdou's sea of consciousness, it merged into the restless Record of Myriad Realms of Beauties, just as expected.
The Record of Beauties of Myriad Realms suddenly shone brightly with pink light, emitting a joyful and alluring sound. An extremely powerful force erupted from it, causing the book to flip wildly, recording one stunning figure after another within it.
When Zhou Xingdou came to his senses, he found that his grandfather, who had been standing in front of him, had disappeared.
Zhou Xingdou's impression of him became somewhat blurred at that moment, and he could no longer even remember that handsome face that made him feel close to him.
Just as Zhou Xingdou was somewhat confused, the system's voice suddenly rang out:
[Ding! Host has perfectly completed the journey through the Martial Soul World. Would you like to return?]
Zhou Xingdou was not in a hurry. Instead, he looked around for his maternal grandfather, but he found nothing. Even Tianjizi's blood rain had disappeared.
This void is now truly nothing but endless void.
Zhou Xingdou was somewhat confused and dazed. If it weren't for the fact that there really was another world in the Record of Myriad Realms, he would have thought that it was all just his illusion.
Zhou Xingdou understood that since his grandfather had disappeared, he would naturally not let him find him.
Without further hesitation, he issued an instruction to the system:
"Let's go back."
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