Chapter 1282: Chapter 1280: Erasing mories of Emotional Ties
“We can all skip als, but you cannot. Even if you don’t feel like eating, the child in your belly needs to eat. I know you’re worried about Little Feng, but you must think about the child. Do you want Little Feng to co back and see his child in any kind of trouble?”
Yan Ruyu looked at Hong i and spoke.
“Exactly, you must take care of your body! Even if not for yourself, you must eat for the child!”
Lu Xueqing stared seriously at Hong i as she spoke.
Under everyone’s persuasion, Hong i ate so food and then returned to her room to rest.
anwhile, in another room, Little Xue sat on the bed, her body emanating a terrifyingly cold aura. A wave of chilling air spread from her body, quickly engulfing the entire room.
The seal Xiao Yifeng had placed on the other soul body inside Little Xue had already begun to loosen, and her original soul was on the brink of awakening once again.
Soon, the terrifying cold aura enveloping Little Xue froze her entire body, as she battled against the soul of her original self.
At the sa ti, in the Ancient Realm, Moon God Palace.
In a grand hall with a statue of the Moon God, Ye Yaxin sat cross-legged beneath the statue with her eyes tightly closed, and five elderly won stood around her.
“What should we do now? The master has already ford emotional ties to the mortal world. It won’t be easy for her to peacefully accept everything and beco the true Moon God!”
One of the elderly won spoke in a deep voice.
“Then we will obliterate all her emotional attachnts and mories of her past life. Let her experience a complete rebirth; only then might she truly forget everything, imrse herself fully in cultivation, and rapidly grow into the new generation’s Moon God, so that Moon God Palace’s radiance can once again shine upon the Ancient Realm!”
The leading elderly woman said in a solemn tone.
“Hmm, this thod is not bad!”
The other four elderly won nodded in agreent.
“Then let us begin!”
Imdiately, the five elderly won sat cross-legged around Ye Yaxin, their hands forming intricate seals. From each of their bodies burst beams of light that shot into Ye Yaxin’s mind. Her body shuddered, and an expression of pain crossed her face, her features twisted and contorted.
In the night sky of the Ancient Realm, the bright moon’s radiance grew increasingly dazzling, illuminating the entire land of the Ancient Realm.
“The stars align, the bright moon rises, and the world changes!”
On a high mountain in the Ancient Realm, a mysterious elder stroked his long beard, gazing at the moon and stars in the night sky with an air of profound wisdom. His deep eyes seed to contain the endless mysteries of the universe.
anwhile, in China, the Martial Arts World was facing an enormous upheaval.
In China’s Martial Arts World, in the halls of a certain top-tier sect, the entire place had beco a river of blood. All of the sect’s hundreds of mbers had been slaughtered.
Even those at the Celestial Being Realm and a Void-breaking Realm ancestor-level figure had perished under the Blood Sect’s blade. This was the Blood Sect’s tenth sect massacre in recent days.
From the void, a massive blood cocoon appeared, emitting a crimson radiance. Then, all the blood from the slain mbers of the sect flowed into the blood cocoon.
The hundreds of corpses within the sect instantly shrank into lifeless husks, while the blood cocoon pulsed with an even more nacing aura.
Inside the blood cocoon was none other than the Blood Sect’s master, Blood Madman.
“Prepare the next target. I want to use the blood of everyone in the Martial Arts World to help complete my Undying Blood Body. When that ti cos, no one in the world will be able to stand in my way!”
Blood Madman’s chilling, ghastly voice rang out, sending shivers down the spine.
Elsewhere in China, within a remote region, stood a massive tomb. Unknown to most, beneath this tomb lay an enormous hidden space.
The air in this space was filled with nauseating corpse qi that no ordinary person could endure. Anyone who entered would vomit within seconds.
The atmosphere was eerie and cold, with flickering lights that seed otherworldly. This was the domain of one of the three notorious evil forces of the Martial Arts World—the Corpse Sect.
In one room, a gigantic black coffin lay in the center. A mber of the Corpse Sect stood outside the coffin, addressing it: “Master, the corpse poison has now been fully developed and is ready for deploynt!”
“Good. Begin at once. I want the hundreds of thousands of people in this region to turn into zombies. When the ti cos, I want all of China to beco a kingdom of the undead, all bowing to my Corpse Sect!”
An icy, raspy voice, sharp like scraping tal, emanated from the coffin.
“Yes, Master!”
The Corpse Sect mber nodded solemnly.
“And the corpse puppets—we need to accelerate their production. They are our true fighting force. I will assemble a mighty corpse puppet army. When combined with the zombie horde, the entire world will fall beneath the feet of my Corpse Sect!”
The chilling, corpse-like voice continued to resonate from the coffin, sending waves of dread throughout the room.
“Yes, Master!”
The Corpse Sect mber nodded again and left the room.
An hour later, a thick corpse qi began to seep into the air around surrounding villages, carrying the deadly corpse poison.
Once this corpse poison entered a human body, it transford them into mindless zombies like those seen in television shows, consud with a desire to devour human flesh.
Soon, the villages were engulfed in corpse qi. The poison perated the bodies of every villager, and as they awoke, their eyes glowed green with an eerie, frigid light. Each of them grew sharp fangs, instantly transforming into zombies.
At the Ghost Sect’s headquarters, within a dark mountain cave, ghostly qi and evil energy surged wildly, making it impossible for anyone to venture inside. Outside the cave, a Ghost Sect strong one appeared.
“How is the Knife Slave doing?”
A cold voice echoed from inside the cave.
“Sect Master, the Knife Slave is doing well. He is still holding on and hasn’t been devoured by the Netherworld Ghost Blade. There’s a significant chance of success!”
The Ghost Sect strong one spoke towards the cave.
“Excellent. Once he becos the Ghost Blade Knife Slave, the true power of the Netherworld Ghost Blade will be unleashed. By then, it will beco a true divine weapon.”
“But the nine Daughters of Tianyin must be gathered as quickly as possible. Only with their power can I master the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Heart Technique and complete the refining process.”
“When that happens, I will stand a chance to condense a Qi Cyclone and ascend to the Ningxuan Realm as a supre strong one. By then, no one in China’s Martial Arts World—or even those Hidden World Clans and the people of Heavenly Island—will be my match. I will be the true ruler of this world!”
The sinister voice, shrill like a ghost’s scream, reverberated ceaselessly from the cave.
In another nearby cave, a figure sat cross-legged on the ground. Suspended above him was a long saber radiating intense ghostly qi and evil energy.
The blade was inscribed with countless ghostly faces and was none other than the Netherworld Ghost Blade that Xiao Yifeng had once seen at Tianhai University. At this mont, the Netherworld Ghost Blade was unleashing terrifying energy that continuously poured into the figure below it—none other than Xiao Yiyun.
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