Heavenly Moon Cult.
On the cult's square, a foul, bloody wind swirled across a tragic, fog-shrouded scene.
Luo Xiu gazed up at the divinely majestic general standing silently in midair, feeling both a sense of strangeness and familiarity. After a brief mont of thought, he ventured a guess as to the man's identity.
He had never t Luo Yunnie—or to be precise, he had no mory of Luo Yunnie in this lifeti. However, he had heard Luo Ying and Luo Qianye speak of him before. In their descriptions, Luo Yunnie was strict with him but also doted on him, even more so than he doted on Luo Hao.
"Tian'er, that's enough. Stop now. The Pope cannot die yet!"
That na, "Tian'er," instantly confird the man's identity for Luo Xiu. This was his father.
Looking at the father he had spent countless nights fantasizing about eting, a complex smile touched Luo Xiu's lips. Even though he had long known he was not a mber of the Luo Family, just an orphan they had taken in, he still yearned to et the couple who raised him.
"I imagined many ways we might et, but I never thought... we would et under such circumstances."
Luo Yunnie descended slowly, his cape fluttering behind him. His expression was just as complex. Father and son locked eyes, silent and wordless.
The Heaven Moon Pope was still barely alive. He breathed faintly, gazing at Luo Yunnie with a puzzled expression. He understood that Luo Yunnie's appearance here, especially with that troop, must have been at Emperor Hao's command. But why hadn't Luo Yunnie moved to capture the rebel? In fact, he showed no hostility toward him at all.
Just as the Heaven Moon Pope was lost in confusion, Luo Yunnie suddenly spoke.
"Tian'er, you have committed heinous sins. Co back with now... Father can ensure your safety. From now on, you must turn over a new leaf and atone for your actions. You must not defy the orthodox Way of Heaven again!"
Hearing this, the Heaven Moon Pope started, then turned to look at Luo Xiu and let out a bizarre cackle. "Hehehe... so you're that bastard child—"
"Shut your damn mouth!" Luo Xiu roared, flashing forward and delivering a ferocious sword slash across the Pope's face.
The strike wasn't actually that heavy, but the sharpness of the Mysterious Yellow Instrunt still easily sheared off a large chunk of the Pope's face. The Pope clutched his gushing face with both hands and let out a hysterical howl. As he bent over to retrieve the piece of his own flesh from the ground, Luo Xiu reached out, grabbed the back of his neck, and lifted him effortlessly, as if he weighed nothing.
Luo Xiu then pulled him close, leaned in, and said in a gentle tone, "Your Majesty... don't bow your head, the crown will fall."
"King Guang... save ..." the Heaven Moon Pope pleaded, reaching out to Luo Yunnie. His bloodshot eyes begged for help as a raspy, grating voice erged from his mangled, bloody face.
Luo Yunnie's fists clenched so tightly that his aura flared, causing the War Halberd planted in the ground to fly into his hand. "Tian'er, let the Pope go now!"
Luo Xiu's expression didn't change. He stared directly at Luo Yunnie and asked, "And who would have spared my three thousand brothers and sisters?"
At that mont, fragnted mories flooded Luo Xiu's mind. From his ti in the Boundless Heavens, he had absorbed the soul mories of one of the Swordfire Divine Sect's founding Elders, so he knew just how tragically those three thousand brothers and sisters had died. He had sworn an oath then and there: the Swordfire Divine Sect and the Heavenly Moon Cult would pay their debt in blood.
Luo Yunnie looked helpless, montarily unable to refute him. He knew, of course, that the three thousand brothers and sisters Luo Xiu ntioned were the Heaven's Aegis Army.
"They deserved to die for their cris!" he suddenly roared, pointing the War Halberd at Luo Xiu. "Are you going to continue making the sa mistake? Are you going to oppose the orthodox Way of Heaven?"
"Tian'er, if you still recognize as your father, then please let go of the Pope and co ho with !"
"Once you're ho, with there, no one will be able to harm you!"
At these words, Luo Xiu fell silent, seemingly hesitant.
The cultists on the square held their breath, watching Luo Xiu with a mixture of terror and hope. They prayed he would listen to Luo Yunnie, that he wouldn't compound his errors, that he would spare His Majesty the Pope.
Suddenly, to the horror of the crowd, Luo Xiu made his move.
He grabbed the Pope by his hair with one hand and placed his sword at the Pope's throat with the other. The sharp edge of the blade pressed against the skin of his neck, sinking in as Luo Xiu began to slowly draw it across.
SSST!
Luo Xiu suddenly sped up the motion. With a sickening sound that made one's scalp tingle, the sharp blade sliced effortlessly through the Pope's neck, severing his head from his body.
Luo Yunnie's eyes widened in disbelief.
The cultists were petrified. They stared with wide eyes, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, as if witnessing the world's most horrific nightmare.
A public execution! He had dared to execute the Pope in public!
"Tian'er, you... you actually..." Luo Yunnie's chest heaved with rage, the words catching in his throat.
Luo Xiu casually kicked the headless corpse aside. He held the Pope's head in one hand, secretly activating the Soul Capturing Technique to catch a wisp of his residual soul.
"I was determined to kill this Pope today. No one could have saved him."
Luo Yunnie's face darkened grimly as he forced the words out through clenched teeth, "You animal... do you have any idea what a disaster you've just caused?!"
Luo Xiu smiled indifferently and casually tossed away the Pope's head, glancing at Xia Chan and Kui Dou.
"Let's go."
As he walked past Luo Yunnie, Luo Xiu slowed his pace slightly. "Soon, I will go to the Lingtian Plateau to find you and Mother. Perhaps our paths diverge... but I will never forget the kindness of being raised by you for a lifeti."
Tears welled in Luo Yunnie's fierce eyes as he slowly lowered the War Halberd.
「Outside Holy Moon City.」
In a desolate, uninhabited forest deep in the mountains.
Luo Xiu's aura suddenly collapsed as he reverted from his Grim Reaper Form. He spat out a mouthful of black blood and sank weakly to one knee.
Xia Chan rushed to support him. "Are you alright?" she asked, her voice full of worry. She had seen this happen more than once, so she knew his condition was flaring up.
Luo Xiu struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Good thing we got away so quickly. Otherwise, we really would have been trapped there." He glanced at Kui Dou, who stood a short distance away. "Go capture one of their cultists and bring him here."
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Kui Dou's figure flashed and disappeared from view.
A cold light glinted in Luo Xiu's left eye as he opened a spatial rift to the Land of Lawlessness. "It seems I have to get to the Lingtian Plateau sooner than I thought," he said. "If this goes on, I'm afraid this Ancient God Inner Pill will cause to explode at any mont."
「Heavenly Moon Cult.」
Luo Yunnie walked with heavy steps through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. He suddenly turned to the surviving cultists who were kneeling and weeping bitterly. "Leave no one alive," he commanded.
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