"Difference? Exceptions? Hahaha, hahahahaha—"
Wen Su grinned, his smile steeped in blood, so venomous, "You're still so naive, sister, is there really a difference between you and ?
We were destined from birth, what courses through our veins is the blood of the Holy Fool, our souls will eventually fall beneath the Vortex... No matter how many good deeds we do, how many little household gas we play, or how we embellish, the final outco can't be changed.
This is our true nature!"
"Shut up!"
Wen Wen's face turned ashen, Minerva's Spear buzzing, crystals spreading, yet unable to tear apart that smile.
"No wonder father is so disappointed in you, hey, hehehe..."
Wen Su stared into her eyes, mouth filled with venomous blood, both pitiful and indifferent: "It has already been chosen, sister, a new seed..."
In that instant, Wen Wen was rooted to the spot.
As if struck by lightning.
Even forgot to drive the Dragon Fire that last inch.
Staring at the twisted face, incredulous.
"Do you finally understand? Hey, don't tell you thought this soul plague was my doing?"
Wen Su let out a hoarse chuckle: "Ah, indeed, I did fan the flas a little, prepared a little surprise for you, but the true reasoning... the void of the Absolute Abyss, the twist of the usurper, the filth of taint, and the lure of Huaxu and Huangliang, where did they co from?
Don't you find it familiar?"
"..."
She watched Wen Wen's shaken expression, finally spitting out the deadly strike: "Brother Four has already been released."
"Impossible!"
Wen Wen's eyes turned scarlet, vehently refuting: "It was who personally..."
"Father is still around, does it matter even if you killed him with your own hands?"
Wen Su coughing, laughed wildly, bending backward and forward: "He's not dead yet, sister, all these years, his soul has been in dreams, suffering torture day and night...
You abandoned everything back then, thought you could start anew, but nothing stops for you. Even without you, the selection for bloodline conflict won't cease... Everyone is already getting impatient, sister!
How long can you still deceive yourself and hide?"
In those pitch-black eyes, blood swirled, staring intently at Wen Wen's expression, greedily admiring the fragile guise underneath, bursting into laughter.
A sound of rupture echoed.
From the void, within the tainted spiritual environnt, a certain majestic force ca howling forth, descending, revealing mirrors.
Amid the surge, endless corpses drifted, converging and swirling around the skeletal-like desolate island.
And atop the tower at the center of the desolate island, eerie shadows writhed, entangling, transforming into a bizarre three-headed snake form.
The snake's body was covered in fissures and suture marks, bones proliferating, yet appearing more sinister and violent.
At this mont, as if awakening from a dream, it raised an eye, casting its gaze ten thousand miles away.
"Ah, it seems soone has noticed my little movents."
Wen Su sighed gently.
In that instant, the final barrier shattered with a roar, nightmares flooded into reality, instantly engulfing the entire decaying water plant, and not just here.
Outside Cliff City, the sky over the new spring suddenly darkened, clouds appeared and intertwined out of thin air, transforming into an eerie vortex, then countless moths gathered, morphing into a sinister snake-like form, casting a scornful glance.
"...Stop running, sister."
Wen Su reached out, finally bridging the last distance, touching her cheek, smiling at last: "In this world, there are all kinds of different Hells, where is there any Paradise or peace?"
Illusions of bubbles and light, turned to ashes and scattered.
Beneath the giant claws extended by the snake, her figure vanished into thin air.
Only the descending shadow of the snake remained, overlooking.
"As expected, it's that little wench Wen Su ruining my plans!"
The shattered snake's eyes contracted, coldly observing the figure in front: "And you... it really has been, a long ti..."
The sound of steel grinding echoed, crystal wings unfolded uncontrollably, Dragon Fire rekindled.
Wen Wen's face turned ashen, squeezing words out from between clenched teeth:
"—Wen Sheng!"
"..."
The snake laughed silently, lowering its gaze, admiring the pitiful figure of the woman in front, ready to speak, but its expression suddenly froze.
As if stuck.
Soon after, a twisted tremor...
"..."
For a fleeting mont, Wen Wen's expression also grew complex, hesitating to speak.
Watching him with the look of soone who's taken the wrong dicine, as if understanding sothing.
What else could it be?
As you all say, one after another, co to find for revenge, that's fine...
—But why do you have to go to Xinquan to court death?!
.
.
From ten thousand miles away, amid the endless gathering of moths, the shadow of the serpent descended from the sky!
The world turned dark.
The entire Xinquan was completely engulfed, encapsulated within, the clouds seemingly turned into scales, opening and closing, sketching the vast body of the serpent, blocking out the sun and sky!
The gigantic head descended, overlooking all.
In an instant, it had already read all the records on the moths, pinpointing the little pests daring to interfere, scarlet pupils opened wide, looking towards Ji Jue.
Ji Jue's vision blackened.
At the very mont of sensing the opponent, Chun Jun instantly sounded the alarm, the blessing of "Premonition" was trembling continuously, guiding instinct, and the sense of crisis surged rapidly.
There was not even ti to react...
Just one glance!
The alarm sounds throughout the workshop were incessant, and before he realized, a spiritual shock filled with an unknown amount of pollution and despair turned into a beam of pitch-black light, shot out from the serpent's eye, piercing ground to sky, descending from the heavens!
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