CBGC - ch123.2

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Through the countless years, the Immortal Palace had opened every now and then, but he remained asleep, unaware of what had transpired. The only evidence that living beings had entered, was the increasing bodies in the pond.

But then, Yun-niang had appeared. She hung a lantern on the door, illuminating the path for his return home, and awakening him from his long slumber.

Unexpectedly, the "Beauty Scroll" also appeared. Perhaps all of this was part of the divine arrangement.

He struggled for a long time, but he couldn't escape the tricks of fate.

He died, and so did Yun-niang.

But so, what? They can both possess new bodies, be reborn, and live through the next cycle of the divine order. They would only fall silent, never truly vanishing.

Su Moxuan glances at the Word Spirit in front of him. He forms several seals with his hands, and a black halo appears in his palm. Then, with a palm strike, a depression forms on Big Bai's body, and it involuntarily opens its mouth, spitting out Xiao Mei and the golden carp.

This Word Spirit is the divine beast that is the mouthpiece of the Heavenly Order. It had vanished without a trace during the war between gods and demons. He never expected that it would appear here, so weak and easily crushed by a single finger. Su Moxuan sneers and lightly taps the ring in his hand once again.

"Yun-niang, why aren't you saying anything?"

...

Beside them, Big Bai is on the verge of tears. Its body twists into a spiral, it's leaf trembles as it looks at Su Tingyun.

Big Bai was determined to not spit out the two, no matter what, but it didn't expect that with just one strike, it would be completely powerless to resist. Why did it ever think of itself as very powerful, only to be thwarted again and again?! Its self-confidence has suffered a severe blow.

Su Tingyun feels a chilling aura enveloping her, rendering her unable to move. Moreover, it seems as if her soul is frozen in ice. But she struggles desperately right now, and manages to squeeze out, "They are siblings."

They are siblings, how can you two be in a romantic relationship while occupying the bodies of siblings...

Su Tingyun grits her teeth, making a grinding sound. "There's another person outside with a Poison Physique, who’s even younger." She can’t think of any other solution at the moment. The man is the one who become a demon, not the woman in the ring. It seems that the woman has no intention of taking over a body, so she has to deal with the more dangerous one first.

"That person was chosen by the Dual Realm Mountain," Su Moxuan furrows his brows. Among the few people who entered this time, only this pair of siblings could be chosen.

The person with the Poison Physique is the holder of the Beauty Scroll. The appearance of the Beauty Scroll signals the revival of the Demon Realm. The second woman on the Beauty Scroll is someone he knows, the war goddess who had caused the demise of their entire clan, and the third one was a renowned beauty in the Heavenly Realm. As for the first person, he doesn’t know her, and she probably lived in an even more distant era.

The other two have Vajra Physiques, which are extremely unappealing. As for Su Lijiang, he is their descendant after all, and he doesn't want to upset Yun-niang.

He has already turned into a demon, so what if he chose a pair of siblings? Besides, this brother is just like him back then, he has also eaten human flesh.

Su Moxuan puts the ring on his little finger and reaches out to grab Li Xinmei from the ground. However, at that moment, the golden carp suddenly leaps up from the ground and collides with Su Moxuan's hand.

Su Moxuan releases his soul pressure.

Ning Yuan has exerted all his strength into this collision. The scales on his entire body fall off, he's covered in blood. His body is severely injured, and his soul is extremely weakened.

Li Xinmei also opens her eyes. With silver light shimmering in them, they resemble the eye stones that Su Moxuan has kept.

"Oh, this demon practitioner who can eat human flesh without batting an eye, he'll actually risk everything to save his sister?" Su Moxuan bursts into laughter, "Someone like you, how can you become great? If you're cruel, you have to be unreservedly ruthless!"

But at this moment, a faint voice rings, "So, how cruel have you become? Do you intend to scatter my soul as well?"

The silhouette of the woman from the ring appears again, but this time, it’s dimmer than before.

The expression on Su Moxuan's face freezes, his eyes fill with pain. He reaches out to touch the silhouette in front of him, but after his touch, the silhouette shatters into fragments, some of which directly enter Su Tingyun's body.

And now, Su Tingyun finds that her body is once again controlled by Yun-niang. However, Yun-niang's movements are difficult, and even walking is extremely challenging. Su Tingyun herself could take over the body if she wants.

"Where are you going?"

The flower sea from before was fake, the wooden house was fake, only the lantern was real. Su Tingyun realizes that Yun-niang wants to go and fetch the lantern. At this moment, she isn’t suppressed by Su Moxuan, so she goes to pick up the lantern.

In her hand, the lantern turns into the size of her palm. She then hears the woman say, "This lantern was a gift I gave to him. The Heavenly Fire has burnt out, and I took it out and gave it to him."

When she became pregnant back then, she didn't go to the battlefield but gave her weapons and Heavenly Fire to Su Moxuan.

"Heavenly Fire can eliminate demons. It's a pity, you're too weak," she whispers, "Take me over there."

Su Tingyun slowly walks to Su Moxuan's side.

Su Moxuan chuckles, "So Yun-niang likes this body. It seems that she is connected to your soul. Let me help you extinguish her soul."

But before he could finish his words, Su Tingyun is already hugging Su Moxuan, or more precisely, the Su Moxuan possessing Su Lijiang's body.

"Moxuan, I'm going to accompany you."

The truth is, Su Moxuan had long been dead, and his primordial spirit had dissipated. This creature was never Su Moxuan. It is only his lingering obsession, as the last person that remains, with no one to talk to. He carried not only his own grievances but also the grievances of the entire deceased clan.