Thunder can penetrate to the bottom of the deep sea; what exactly is happening outside?
No matter what he did, he couldn't find any flaws here.
Exhausted, he stopped and stared intently at the exit. The thunder, one after another, growing clearer and clearer, seemed to strike his heart, shaking his very soul.
It's divine punishment!
Realizing this, he suddenly rushed towards the exit again; he had to get out!
...
Within the Demon Realm, Youhua, now the newly appointed Demon Lord, quietly observed the person opposite her. "The Heavenly Punishment started ahead of schedule. Was it your doing?"
The man was completely covered by a black robe, and his tone was chilling: "You lied to me."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Youhua took it as a tacit agreement and immediately flew into a rage: "If the master finds out, you're courting death!"
The man in black robes ignored his words and repeated, "You're lying to me."
"The Cangling Continent is on the verge of destruction, so no one can ascend, right?"
Youhua snorted coldly and sneered, "What? You want to go back? You think you can go back?"
The matter was settled. Although there had been a slight mishap, Youhua felt it wasn't a big problem and even joked, "Of course, you can also make him become like us so he can enter the Upper Realm."
Before he could finish speaking, the man in black robes suddenly attacked him with fierce and deadly moves.
Youhua was unable to withstand the attack and was forced to retreat a few steps. However, when he saw the red light that came between the lightning bolts, he was willing to break out of the Demon Realm even if he was injured.
The rain poured down like a waterfall. As soon as Youhua stepped out of the Demon Realm exit, he was blocked by a figure. Before he could speak, the person turned his hand into a claw and pulled out the Demon Source directly from his body, then crushed it in an instant.
Before he could even stop him, he only opened his mouth and uttered, "Han..."
Before he could utter the last word, the new Demon Lord died at the entrance to the Demon Realm, his blood flowing everywhere before being quickly washed away by the heavy rain.
Blood dripped continuously from the hem of Han Tao's black robe, but he paid no heed, walking step by step toward the Demon Realm. Along the way, he encountered a black robe that wrapped him up tightly, but as if he knew who it was, he only glanced at it before looking away and continuing toward his destination.
After a cup of tea, he became the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm.
Half an hour later, he had slaughtered the entire Demon Realm. The demonic energy dissipating from the demon corpses had not even risen into the air before he had absorbed it all.
He killed wherever he went, and there was no trace of demonic energy in the places he passed through. However, the golden light in his eyes, which was originally like a flame, was now compressed to the size of a pinhead.
He saw the black-robed man blocking his way and coldly uttered a few words: "I won't kill you."
After saying that, his figure turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the air.
On this day, the name of the fallen god Han Tao resounded throughout the entire Cangling Continent.
He first massacred the entire Demon Realm, and just when the human race thought he wanted to make peace, he massacred half of the Tianxuan Sect, and then half of the demon race.
In the end, only he knew that all the sins of the Cangling Continent had been fused into his body.
Si Yang finally found him, starlight flickering in his palm, and roared, "Han Tao, what exactly do you want?"
Han Tao, however, was not worried that he would make a move, and said calmly, "Can you figure it out?"
The rain was pouring down, and the two of them only exchanged this one sentence in the rain.
Si Yang stared at him for a long time, then looked at the rolling clouds in the sky, where lightning, now blackish-purple, accompanied by thunder, descended with irresistible force.
The divine punishment has already begun.
"I'll help you." Si Yang suddenly smiled, as if relieved. "This world should have changed long ago."
After saying that, he slapped his forehead with his palm, and intense starlight flew out from his body, turning into a starlight hurricane that rushed towards the sky.
"No!" came a pained and desperate voice.
Han Tao did not look back, nor did he stop Si Yang Xianjun's choice. As the starlight soared into the sky, he transformed into a dragon and rode away on the starlight.
The dragon's roar resounded throughout heaven and earth.
A golden dragon roared and circled in the air, thick black energy swirling around him, countless raindrops pelted him, and all the purplish-black lightning bolts struck him in that instant.
Fu Mingxu rushed over in the pouring rain, and was utterly devastated by what he saw. He roared in the rain, "Han Tao, come back!"
The sense of unease has reached its peak.
The entire Cangling Continent trembled under the overwhelming divine punishment, and the red light on the horizon intensified, as if someone were descending a golden ladder.
Just then, as Fu Mingxu couldn't distinguish between tears and rain, a familiar voice rang out from the sky.
"I offer my flesh and blood, my soul, and the fruits of my sins as a sacrifice to the six realms."
Fu Mingxu saw that the phantom on the horizon seemed to be flashing violently.
He must have seen it wrong, otherwise why would he have seen someone running down the golden staircase?
He must have seen it wrong, otherwise why would he see Han Tao's dragon form dissipating?
He must have seen it wrong, otherwise why would he see Qi Muyuan kneeling on the ground crying?
One of them is that he misread it!
"No, no!" he cried, tears of blood streaming down his face.
But a deep and gentle voice appeared in his ear, full of boundless love, "Mingxu, I must die. Only when I in this time and space die can my predetermined fate of falling into demonhood be broken."
"I won."
"Don't be afraid, you'll know why later."
"That's wonderful, you and the me from another timeline are in love."
"I'm sorry, but unfortunately, I made you cry before you even knew how I felt about you in this timeline."
No matter where I am in time and space, my love for you will not diminish in the slightest.
"I'm sorry, please don't cry."
Chapter 93
The evil dragon vanished into nothingness, and Fu Mingxu could no longer shed tears, sitting blankly on the ground.
People came and went around him, and he couldn't hear what they were saying.
The last trace of demonic energy dissipated under the overwhelming divine punishment, and the entire Cangling Continent returned to complete peace.
This is a completely new world.
The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped; the heavy clouds lifted and the sun shone brightly on the earth.
The withered trees began to radiate new life.
Contrary to what others had imagined, the phenomenon of increased spiritual energy did not appear after the demonic energy disappeared. Even the faintly visible Heavenly Ladder that many people had previously seen had completely vanished.
As Qi Muyuan walked towards him, the space around Fu Mingxu fluctuated violently before disappearing from the spot.
It was as if he had never existed.
...
In the space beneath the Demon Realm, under the starlight, Fu Mingxu slowly opened his eyes.
"You're awake?" Han Tao quickly helped him up, his taut jawline tightening instantly, his eyes filled with undisguised concern. "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Fu Mingxu's gaze was fixed on his forehead, his throat felt like it was blocked by a wad of cotton, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.
His memory was still stuck on Han Tao's dissipation under divine punishment after he fell into demonic possession.
That feeling was so painful, so painful that he didn't dare to think about it.
A certain force within him told him that if Han Tao were to fall into demonic possession, his fate would be no better.
"Is your mind feeling unwell?" Han Tao became anxious when he saw that he remained silent for a long time, and panicked even more when she saw the tears in his eyes.
Fu Mingxu was crying. He just stood there with his lips pursed, staring blankly at himself, and tears streamed down his cheeks like beads from a broken string.
Han Tao panicked completely, a pure gold glow flickering at his fingertips. "Let me go and see your sea of consciousness."
He said this, but to his surprise, Fu Mingxu cried even harder. Unlike his silent crying before, this time he sobbed, "Han Tao."
Then she threw herself into his arms and buried her face in her hands, crying bitterly.
His cries were filled with reluctance, grievance, and a long-awaited breakdown, creating an indescribable emotion.
Han Tao panicked completely.
After he woke up, he learned from Si Yang where Fu Mingxu had gone. In his extreme shock, all that remained was worry.
No one knew better than him how difficult it was to move forward on the Cangling Continent after he fell into demonic possession. The lives of mortals were as fragile as duckweed in a storm during the war between cultivators.
He didn't know what had happened between Fu Mingxu and his former self, but the fact that he was able to wake up proved that Fu Mingxu had found a solution.
Seeing that he was awake, Si Yang withdrew the starlight, but his once black hair was now mixed with white hair, and even his cultivation level had dropped.
Regardless of Si Yang's motives, Han Tao remembered this kindness.
"I'm sorry, I made you cry." He didn't ask any more questions, but gently patted Fu Mingxu's back again and again, softly expressing his apology.
Fu Mingxu cried even louder.
Han Tao froze as he patted Han Tao's back. Helpless, he could only whisper in Han Tao's ear, in a voice only the two of them could hear, "I want to kiss you."
He truly wanted to kiss her. Ever since the demonic mark faded, he felt as if a long time had passed since they last met, and beneath his worry lay a deep longing.
Upon hearing this, Fu Mingxu finally pulled his emotions out of that other time and space. He paused in his sobs, buried his head in Han Tao's arms to wipe away his tears, raised his head, and stubbornly said, "No."
His eyes looked as if they had been washed with water, the tip of his nose was red, and even his voice carried the lingering sound of sobbing.
Han Tao breathed a sigh of relief, his rough fingertips wiping away the tears on his cheeks one by one, and then kissing him on the forehead, tenderly and affectionately.
Bai Hua, who was tied up to the side, was so stunned by this scene that he forgot to struggle.
Si Yang coughed twice to indicate that there were other people present. Fu Mingxu quickly pushed Han Tao aside and stood up rather awkwardly.
"It's good that you're back." Si Yang hadn't expected him to be half as fast as he anticipated, and was now quite curious, "How did you do that?"
Han Tao's gaze followed, landing back on Fu Mingxu.
The space beneath the Demon Realm had stopped falling. Fu Mingxu glanced at Bai Huazhi, and with a flash of light from Si Yang's sleeve, the other party immediately fainted.
Recalling their past as "master and disciple," Fu Mingxu inexplicably thought of Qi Muyuan kneeling in the rain.