TEMBMBIWB Chapter 65
by VolareSui Chunsheng shouted “Master!” and flew over without a second thought.
But it was too late, the arrows had already pierced the moon-like figure.
Blood splattered everywhere, like the rising sun that had not yet appeared, staining the pure white snow with a mottled mess, like flowers bursting forth, continuously blooming, blossoming, and engulfing the snow.
That moon-colored robe turned a bloody red.
But a smile appeared in those clear blue eyes.
The masked person was stunned for a moment, he felt an uncontrollable chill from this person’s smile.
“What are you laughing at?!”
At a time like this, how could you still be able to smile?
He reached out to pinch Tán Zhuī’s chin, but heard an angry roar: “Don’t touch him!”
The young man’s eyes were red, the hibiscus flower immortal mark on his forehead had lost all its immortal energy, leaving only a murderous, sinister aura, like a beast disguised as a beautiful flower.
The masked person paused, then laughed again: “It’s you. Speaking of which, you were created by me…”
“Now you’re staring at me like that. What? Do you want to kill me?”
Sui Chunsheng glared at him, saying each word clearly: “I’ll go to your mother, I’m your father.”
The masked person didn’t expect the young man in front of him to be so unrestrained in his language.
Just as he was about to get angry, he saw the person in front of him walking towards him.
Tán Zhuī dragged his body, which was about to shatter at any moment, step by step toward him.
The arrows had not completely devoured him, making a rattling sound.
It was the sound of flesh tearing apart.
The masked person subconsciously wanted to retreat, before realizing that he didn’t need to be afraid of this dying person.
He didn’t believe anyone could live after being pierced like that.
These cultivation arrows would completely break his meridians, causing him to bleed to death.
But Tán Zhuī still smiled, and he said, “These, are they incarnations of your essence, right?”
The masked person seemed to flinch, a moment of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Tán Zhuī’s voice was a little hoarse: “I’m too familiar with this aura, these essences are your blades, and also your fatal flaw.”
The masked person’s eyes widened, countless red blood vessels covering his gray sclera, and he roared: “What are you talking about?”
Tán Zhuī suddenly couldn’t help but laugh, “I will die.”
“You, don’t even think about living either.”
As soon as the words fell, Tán Zhuī’s eyes darkened, those clear blue eyes filled with a smile.
The arrows that were strangling his meridians emitted a ray of light, and at the same time, they sank a few inches deeper into the flesh of that person, the torn flesh making a sound, like insects burrowing into the skin.
Sui Chunsheng was shocked and wanted to rush forward to stop him, but Tán Zhuī immediately said: “No! Good Hibiscus, don’t!”
“Don’t come over, good child, obedient child, don’t come over…”
The black aura on the masked person began to dissipate, and even the prism in his hand began to shatter, turning into grains of sand.
He shouted: “You’re crazy! You’re crazy! If you absorb these, you will never be reincarnated! Never be reincarnated!”
Tán Zhuī smiled: “When a god falls, divine power scatters on the earth, turning into mountains and rivers, continuing to protect the three realms…”
Gods, by nature, cannot enter the cycle of reincarnation.
Sui Chunsheng was already in tears, he knew that he had no way to stop it, he knew that everything today was within Tán Zhuī’s plan.
It could even be said that for so many years, he had already calculated this step, ten thousand years ago, he had decided to end it all this way.
He suddenly felt a bit of hatred, hating how this person would resolutely exclude him when carrying out these things, hating how everyone in these three realms could be placed before him.
But as he hated, he uncontrollably embraced that person.
Tán Zhuī’s eyelashes trembled slightly, he almost lost his voice.
The young man hugged him without hesitation, countless arrows simultaneously piercing the young man’s flesh.
Even so, the young man pulled him into his embrace.
The cold, bloody flesh that was in pain suddenly warmed up when it touched the young man.
The blood of the two merged into one at this moment, tightly embracing each other.
Tán Zhuī’s heart trembled, and he shed tears at this moment.
“You are so foolish.”
This young man was always unpredictable, always unexpected.
This unrestrained, passionate young man who treasured him like a gem.
At this moment, he seemed reluctant to die.
Unwilling to perish together with that disgusting fellow.
At this moment, the god began to have attachments.
Attached to this only burning, beautiful, blood-fused embrace.
The masked person was already prostrate on the ground, his entire body painfully distorted, his figure gradually becoming thinner and shrunken, his throat tearing, squeezing out a garbled, “No…”
The arrows that Tán Zhuī had not yet absorbed had now completely merged into the young man’s flesh.
In a daze, Tán Zhuī felt that the arrows in his body seemed to be slowly pulling out.
He mustered his strength and tightly clutched the young man.
“Hibiscus, Hibiscus…”
Sui Chunsheng rubbed his nose against his neck and whispered, “Master, be good, I miss you so much, let me hold you tight…”
Tán Zhuī frowned: “What are you doing…”
Sui Chunsheng kissed his earlobe: “Don’t worry, this thing doesn’t harm me, I am a Xiu Luo, this essence is actually beneficial to me.”
Tán Zhuī gritted his teeth: “Dirty thing.”
Sui Chunsheng was stunned for a moment: “?”
Tán Zhuī: “His essence is a dirty thing.”
Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but chuckle: “Then what should I do, Master? You can’t dislike me…”
Tán Zhuī seemed to be crying, he unceremoniously rubbed his tears onto the young man’s clothes, and muttered: “I’m sorry, I let you bear these again…”
Sui Chunsheng kissed his forehead, hugged the unconscious man into his arms, and wrapped him in his own cloak.
The sky was clear, dawn had broken.
A drop of coldness fell on the hibiscus flower on the young man’s forehead, turning into water, like a tear falling.
It was snowing again.
Beside the two, there was only a pile of ashes left, which scattered completely with a gust of wind.
The White Deer Immortal had fainted, he leaned in the young man’s arms, his lips pale.
The protective formation of Fangcun Mountain dissipated as the White Deer Immortal fell into slumber.
Yue Shanglan, who had been isolated outside for a long time, was finally able to enter.
Behind him followed a large group of heavenly soldiers and generals who had been waiting for a long time, as well as the hundred families of the immortal sects.
But they discovered that the overwhelming formless Xiu Luo were long gone inside the mountain.
However, everyone recognized the person holding the White Deer Immortal, it was the Little Immortal of the Hibiscus who should have died in the South Sea long ago.
But the young man in front of them had long lost any immortal energy or spiritual power around him.
Even the immortal mark on his forehead had changed.
It was now the Xiu Luo Demon Mark of a burning hibiscus.
Someone reacted first and shouted, “Xiu Luo demon! Xiu Luo demon!—”
The crowd that had been astonished and discussing the situation reacted accordingly.
“This demon has kidnapped the Divine Lord!”
“What happened to the White Deer Immortal? The Divine Lord’s face looks terrible! His aura is also very weak!”
“This, this Hibiscus has turned into a Xiu Luo! He injured the White Deer Immortal!”
Yue Shanglan was surprised and said, “Which eye did you see it with? You’re making baseless accusations!”
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng, who was on the side, lowered his eyes to look at the young man.
“Hibiscus, put down the Divine Lord, this Lord can treat you leniently.” The Heavenly Lord’s voice was serious and intimidating.
Sui Chunsheng held the person tighter and said disdainfully: “Why should I put him down, he is my master.”
An immortal was the first to start shouting: “You are a remnant of the Xiu Luo now! How can you have the face to call the Divine Lord your master?! It’s already benevolent of the Heavenly Lord not to execute you on the spot!”
Sui Chunsheng raised an eyebrow: “Execute me? You have to have the ability to do that.”
The immortal gestured angrily: “You!”
Many more people wanted to echo the immortal, but Si Feng couldn’t help but glare at them: “Enough, did the Divine Lord say he would drive Hibiscus out of the mountain?”
Yong Lan also followed: “That’s right!”
But he still grabbed Si Feng’s sleeve in fear and hid behind him.
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng said, “You are already a Xiu Luo who is not tolerated by the three realms, you are not qualified to take the Divine Lord away, he is the Divine Lord of the Nine Heavens.”
Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but laugh: “He is just a knife in your hand, as the Heavenly Lord, you are always late after things are over. What? Without my master, can’t you even protect the gate of your Nine Heavens?”
The young man’s words were blunt, startling everyone to gasp.
Yue Shanglan couldn’t help but feel ashamed and subconsciously checked the old Heavenly Lord’s expression.
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he said sternly, “Put down the Divine Lord, I can still spare your life, otherwise, you will be executed on the spot!”
Along with the Heavenly Lord’s angry voice, the heavenly soldiers and generals standing on the cloud steps all let out a terrifying roar.
The spears and swords in their hands all pointed at the young man.
It was a million-strong army, just to kill one person.
Sui Chunsheng pulled Tán Zhuī closer into his arms, not wanting to let go at all.
He held the White Deer Immortal in one arm and the Tansue Sword in the other.
The young man said, “If you have the guts, come and fight.”
Yue Shanglan was taken aback and quickly said, “Little Chunsheng, you’re confused! You can’t take Ah Zhuī away!”
The young man’s eyes sank, and he slowly raised the frost blade in his hand, the snow-white tassel hanging on the hilt swaying.
The snow seemed to be falling even more rapidly, turning the tips of his hair white.
Those originally gentle almond eyes showed an unstoppable fierceness at this moment, just like the Tansue Sword in his hand.
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his sleeve, and sighed softly, “Kill.”
At his command, the million heavenly soldiers on the cloud steps reacted instantly, and after a roar, they attacked the young man.
Sui Chunsheng subconsciously sent Tán Zhuī deeper into his arms, rubbed his nose against the other person’s forehead, and whispered, “Master, I’ll take you away, okay?”
Tán Zhuī didn’t answer, but he smiled.
“I’ll take that as your agreement.”
General Gan Ge had already stepped forward with a spear, aiming directly at the young man’s head.
Sui Chunsheng tilted his head slightly, dodged easily, and a frost rose up.
Countless snowflakes were stirred up by the snow-white sword, forming a hurricane that protected the two of them.
The spear in Gan Ge’s hand flashed coldly, trying to pierce through the barrier.
Yue Shanglan stood there anxiously, the heavenly soldiers and generals were increasing, almost surrounding the young man tightly, the young man relying on his single hand to wield the sword and cut a bloody path.
Until the young man’s arm was cut open with a bloodstain, Yue Shanglan finally couldn’t help but shout, “Little Chunsheng, I’ll see you off!”
The fan in his hand flipped, and a sharp spiritual force burst out from it, fanning away the heavenly soldiers in front of the young man, a hole appeared in the once indestructible wall.
Yue Shanglan flew down, Wugen followed closely behind, heading towards the young man.
Si Feng and Yong Lan glanced at each other and also flew down the cloud steps.
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng was furious: “Whose juniors are these, don’t they value their lives?!”
But who knew that after a roar, more and more people were actively going up to help clear the way, one after another.
Immortal Ling Miao shouted, “Where are the disciples of the Kunlun Void! Follow me to charge, and open a path for Hibiscus and Little White!”
Countless figures followed, spots of light blue robes.
Zhou You glanced at Zhang Yu beside him, and Zhang Yu bowed and immediately responded, “All disciples of the Heavenly Medicine Sect above immortal cultivation level, follow me.”
The disciples of the Bai Feng Sect also rushed down with Si Feng.
A group of young immortal lords shouted, and together, they slashed at the barrier in front of them.
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng’s face was extremely ugly, and he said angrily, “Kill! Anyone who dares to step forward to open the way will be executed!”
Zhou You couldn’t help but say, “Heavenly Lord, they are just a group of juniors, why go so far?”
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng said coldly, “Those who are in league with the Xiu Luo, must be killed!”
Zhou You frowned in confusion.
There was a sound of astonishment all around, and after the Heavenly Lord turned his gaze, everyone fell silent.
Under everyone’s protection, Sui Chunsheng had already reached the gate of Fangcun Mountain, almost one step away from being able to take the White Deer Immortal to the mortal realm.
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng’s face changed drastically, and he slowly raised his hand.
The immortals were horrified: “It’s the Golden Thunder Formation!”
“Heavenly Lord, please reconsider, these juniors will die!”
The Heavenly Lord Qing Sheng’s eyes sank, and his voice echoed across the sky: “Ignorant fools, retreat quickly, or you will be struck by lightning and reduced to dust!”
As soon as the voice fell, a golden thunder formation appeared in the sky, like a giant compass pressing down on them.
At his command, countless golden lightning strikes like sharp blades, raining down.
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