The woman felt a stab of pain in her heart, but her face remained expressionless. She looked as if she was already numb to everything in the world, causing the man's smile to gradually turn dark. His expression slowly twisted, and he grabbed the woman's neck. Veins popped up on his arms as he glared at her.
"B * tch, I am the third prince of the Emperor of Abyss' True World. It is impossible for me not to obtain anything I want. You've humiliated me for a thousand something years, and you ran away from the marriage, causing me to become the joke of the Emperor of Abyss' True World. The other three Great True Worlds also know about it.
"B * tch, do you know how serious this is? If you just ran away from the marriage, I can understand the shyness of a young girl, but you just had to get to know a barbarian in that barbarian land, and you even sacrificed your Origin True Qi for him. You practically died for him! You b * tch!" As the man spoke, his expression became even more twisted. He grabbed the woman's neck tightly, causing her to feel as if she was suffocating, but her eyes remained aloof. She stared at the man apathetically, as if there was derision hidden in her eyes. She did not say a single word.
"You're not going to speak, are you? I spent a lot of effort to resurrect you. I begged my father to save you. I wanted to bring you back to life, I wanted to ravage you, I wanted to let you know just what a huge mistake you made in the past!
"If that barbarian died, then so be it, but if …"
"He won't die!" The woman said hoarsely. Her apathetic expression turned into one of aloofness as she stared at the third prince of the Emperor of Abyss' True World.
With a loud slap, the handsome man laughed loudly and slapped the woman. His actions were seen by the one thousand something cultivators from the Emperor of Abyss' True World, but no one spoke. Instead, all of them chose to avert their gazes.
"Haha, you finally said something. Not dead? I really hope that he's not dead. I hope that he's alive, because I'll find him, and I'll let you enjoy the pain in front of him." The handsome man's eyes were filled with lust, and a lustful light could be seen burning in them.
"If you're not afraid of the Abyss Devouring Curse, I won't fight back," the woman said flatly. The spot on her face that had been slapped gradually recovered and returned to normal.
As soon as she said this, the man's face twisted and he glared at the woman.
"The Abyss Devouring Curse is a curse that your father and your entire clan sacrificed their souls to protect you when they died. It can't protect you forever. Since I can have my father exterminate your entire clan, I can have my father erase your curse.
"He has already promised me that as long as I can reach Mastery Realm, he will fulfill one wish of mine, and that wish is you. Once I absorb your Primordial Yin, I will be able to activate the power of my blood. I really didn't expect that after you woke up, you would be able to nourish the Aura of Abyss!" The man smiled as he spoke. He grabbed the woman's chin and gently moved his face closer to hers. He blew a breath into her ear.
"Wait for me. This day will come soon. Since you said that he's not dead, I will find him. Don't worry, I will." The man laughed. With a swing of his right hand, he flung the woman's face to the right. The Abyss Dragon on him roared and rushed into the vortex in the galaxy.
The woman's face was flung to the side. A tear that the man could not see was also flung away. It disappeared into the vortex and was brought into True Morning Dao World. It flew into space, and no one knew where it went.
…..
"It's raining?" Su Ming lifted his head and looked at the sky. It was blue, as if it was in another world. By his side were Dao Lin and Dao Hua, and in front of him was a towering altar.
It was very quiet. Not a single sound could be heard. Sang, who had brought them here, no longer bothered with the three of them. Instead, he sat down cross-legged at the edge of the altar, as if he was protecting it. He sat there quietly with his eyes closed.
A drop of rain fell on Su Ming's face. It came from the sky, but it was only one drop. When it flowed down Su Ming's cheek and slid past his lips, he tasted a bitter taste.
There were times and certain things in the world that even cultivators could not understand or understand, such as rain and tears. They might seem indistinguishable, but when a person placed them in their mouth, they would be able to taste the faint taste of rain and the bitter taste of tears.
However, everyone had tears, and even if a cultivator had reached an unimaginable state, it would still be difficult for them to know … who the tear belonged to.
Perhaps there were people who had the power to do this, but Su Ming could not.
"It's not rain. It's a tear." Su Ming stared at the sky. He could not see a single person. It was a tear that had been flung to this place from some unknown place.
It was as if there was some sort of power that had allowed it to find Su Ming, or else why would the tear have come to this place? Why would it fall on Su Ming's face and make him feel the bitterness and bitterness in it?
'Whose tear is it? Perhaps it's hers …' Su Ming lowered his head. As he stood outside Dao Chen's isolation grounds, what appeared in his mind was not doubt over Dao Chen's identity, but … a whisper by his ears that he thought he had forgotten but had in truth been buried deep in his soul. It was a whisper he had often heard when he was a teenager, but it had been one thousand something years since he last heard it.
"Big brother … big brother …"
"My little sister." Su Ming's gaze landed on the altar in front of him. Perhaps it was Dao Chen's isolation grounds, and in Su Ming's memories, he learned that the girl who had called him big brother had been taken away in the end. It was said that she had been sent to Morning Dao Sect.
When Su Ming sensed the faint bitterness at the corners of his lips, he remembered the darkness in his memories when his soul was still in his real body, and the girl's voice had accompanied him for many years.
Su Ming originally thought that he had forgotten about her calling him big brother, but there was no way he could forget it.
He stood there quietly, unable to describe what sort of feelings he had. All sorts of signs had already made it clear that there was no longer any room for him to question it. Dao Chen … was Su Xuan Yi!
The little sister in his memories, the daughter of the second God of Berserkers, the girl who had grown up with him, had also been taken away by Dao Chen, which meant that she had been taken away by Su Xuan Yi.
Su Ming fell silent. He did not know what the little girl meant to Su Xuan Yi, neither did he know why Su Xuan Yi had done this in the past. Su Ming hoped that this was a mistake in his understanding.
"Dao Hua, step onto the altar!" On the altar, Sang opened his eyes. His gaze landed on the middle-aged man called Dao Hua, who was beside Su Ming and one of the three Dynasts.
Dao Hua's spirits trembled. There was excitement on his face, and he took a step forward. Once he bowed deeply towards the altar, there was fanaticism and respect on his face. He walked towards the altar step by step, afraid that if he walked too quickly, he would make others think that he was being disrespectful.
When he arrived on the altar, his body suddenly jolted, and his body instantly became indistinct. However, in just the span of a few breaths, he became clear. Crazed delight appeared on his face, and light shone one hundred thousand feet around him. The Flourishing Lotus turned into nine huge lotuses around him. As they surrounded him, his cultivation base instantly gathered together to form Lunar Kalpa Realm from his previous great completion in World Plane Realm. That moon shattered, and Solar Kalpa Realm appeared!
"Thank you, Progenitor! Thank you, Progenitor!" Dao Hua immediately knelt on the altar and kowtowed a few times. The excitement and fanaticism on his face reached its peak. It was as if at that moment, as long as Progenitor Dao Chen willed it, he would execute it without any hesitation.
Once he kowtowed, Dao Hua moved back respectfully with fanaticism on his face. When he returned to Su Ming's side, his face was filled with excitement. It was as if even Su Ming did not pose much of a threat to him at that moment. There was a strange light shining in his eyes, and there were faint runic symbols in them. This was something that had not been present before he stepped onto the altar. Clearly, when he met the Progenitor this time, he had not only obtained the activation of the Flourishing Lotus and his cultivation base increasing by leaps and bounds, he had also obtained other serendipities.
"Dao Lin!" Sang said faintly while sitting on the altar.
Dao Lin's expression became stern. It was difficult for him to hide the excitement on his face, but he was much better than Dao Hua. At that moment, he sucked in a deep breath and took a huge step forward. With a freezing presence that was unique to him, he stepped onto the altar. At the instant he steadied himself on the altar, Su Ming saw Dao Lin's body shudder as well before it became indistinct.
About a dozen something breaths later, his body recovered from the indistinct state. The cold look in his eyes disappeared, replaced by great fanaticism and excitement. His cultivation base erupted with a bang at that instant. His cultivation base had already reached Solar Kalpa Realm, and as it erupted, it instantly shattered and turned into rain that drenched his body. When the water from Solar Kalpa Realm fell on him, Dao Lin threw his head back and let out a long roar. His cultivation base increased exponentially with a bang … and he moved from Solar Kalpa Realm to the ranks of Almighties. He became a powerful warrior in Mastery Realm!
As he let out a long roar, cracking sounds came from his body. Not only did his cultivation increase by leaps and bounds, even his physical body became stronger. The Flourishing Lotus flashed and 12 lotus flowers appeared around him.
"Dao Lin, thank you, Progenitor!" Excitement filled Dao Lin's face. He knelt down on the ground just like Dao Hua. Once he kowtowed nine times, he got up and wrapped his fist in his palm to bow to Sang. Only then did he return to Su Ming's side with excitement and delight. The runic symbols that were even more complicated than those in Dao Hua's eyes shone in his eyes.
"Dao Kong …" Sang's gaze landed on Dao Kong. There was a hint of kindness that appeared briefly in his eyes, but if anyone did not look closely, they would not be able to see it. The only thing they would be able to see was a calmness that was as calm as water.
Su Ming lifted his head and cast a glance at Sang before he quietly walked forward. He did not have Dao Hua's fanaticism, neither did Dao Lin's seemingly stern but hidden excitement. Su Ming calmly walked forward.
No one could understand just how complicated his heart was at that moment … and how anxious he was.
That anxiety was not fear or dread, but an indescribable feeling that came from not seeing his father since he was born, and many years later … when they met again.
Su Ming was not the only one who felt the same anxiety and complicated emotions. In the dimension connected to the altar, there was also … a figure sitting cross-legged in the dimension connected to the altar and staring at the rattle-drum before him.
I'm very satisfied with today's third chapter. Even though it's quite shameless to leave some suspense … I didn't have enough space, so I couldn't finish writing it. But tomorrow, I'll still have the third chapter, and if I count today, I'll have five days in a row. If I don't count last month, I'll have two days in a row. I want it to be three days in a row, or even longer. Tomorrow, darn it all, I'll continue with the third chapter!
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