Chapter 1817: Chapter 92: The Long Night Is Not Lonely
Bone Path Child…
Bone Path Child!
These four words almost imdiately awakened all his mories.
For a long ti, Jiang Wang was deeply convinced that he was the source of chaos, the core figure of the Bone Demon Cult, the Bone Path Child who was going to welco the descent of the Evil God. He had been confused, pained, struggled, and even despaired because of this.
Of course, later he even killed Zhuang Chenggan and had faced the power of the Bone Demon God head-on, hence he no longer feared the Bone Path Child.
It’s just…
Wang Changji is the Bone Path Child of this generation?
Jiang Wang felt a disorienting sense of confusion, and then he suddenly rembered that on the Qi Yang battlefield he had seen the Bone Saint Master, who seed to be occupying Wang Changji’s body. Because at that ti, Lu Yan said, “Bone, you are fundantally no longer Wang Changji.”
He was puzzled back then, but Jiang Yan, disguised as Zhuang Chenggan, glossed over it.
When he t this current Wang Changji in Yong Country, the likeness he casually depicted of Zhang Linchuan was exactly the appearance of the Bone Saint Master who showed up on the battlefield!
Yet at that ti, Jiang Wang didn’t connect the two, only vaguely felt a sense of familiarity. After all, Wang Changji was very unfamiliar to him, and even if it was the sa body, a different temperant could change a lot.
Bone Saint Master, Bone Path Child, Bone ssenger…
The ss seed to be becoming more tangled, but Jiang Wang quickly unraveled the threads to touch upon the truth.
After personally experiencing the battle between Zhuang Chenggan and the Bone Respecting God, he had already grasped a considerable amount of information about Bone Tao. He also had a profound understanding of the Bone Path Child, a vessel chosen by the Evil God to descend.
These four words, “Bone Path Child”, are themselves a kind of designed sorrow.
How powerless humans are in front of the Evil God!
Jiang Wang looked at the man before him, imagining the story he had gone through.
In the disaster of Fenglin City’s destruction, when his life ebbed to an old age, as he turned back to gaze upon his holand, soone else sowhere was despairingly watching everything as well.
They once felt similar pain, chewed on the sa powerlessness. In the terrifying power of the Deity’s descent, they felt the collapse of the world.
Their holand was destroyed, their ho in ruins, cherished people were crushed like ants.
And they could only watch.
With eyes wide open, watching every single scene without missing any.
“In the beginning, they also said I was the Bone Path Child,” Jiang Wang said, looking at the sea.
The reflection in the water mirror told him what he had grown to look like over the years.
“They promised a position in the White Bone Divine Country in the future. Told that everything would be dedicated to .”
“It seems you didn’t believe it,” Wang Changji said calmly.
“No, I believed it,” Jiang Wang said. “I was easy to deceive back then.”
Wang Changji didn’t say anything.
He thought, back then, Wang Changxiang was also easy to deceive.
He believed that his brother’s problems were rely of Dao veins or physique, confident that where there’s a will there’s a way.
Naively thought he could solve his brother’s inability to cultivate through his own efforts.
Even though he had just stepped into the cultivation world himself, why…would he have such delusions?
Even though encouraging him to cultivate was with the hope he’d leave Fenglin City early and never return, he would still co back frequently, bringing all sorts of bizarre dicines.
Despite being treated coldly, however foolish he was…he seed to see the pain beneath the heavy shell.
He always walked into the courtyard with a warm smile.
Always, unable to be driven away…
“I chose to tell my ntor about this,” Jiang Wang continued. “The dean of Fenglin City Daoist Academy, Dong Ah. He personally detoxified and captured the demon person when I was attacked by them. He patiently guided my cultivation problems, gave his personal jade pendant, taught the secret technique to control Path Origin… He did a lot for the City Taoist Institute.”
A hint of painful emotion dropped in Wang Changji’s indifferent eyes, making him seem more animated. It was as if he had reconnected with the world.
He thought about Wang Changxiang’s trust in him, even more than Jiang Wang had in Dong Ah.
When the Bone Divine Master dominated this body and killed Changxiang, how painful must it have been in his heart?
In the final monts of life, what was Changxiang…thinking?
“The people who betray you, ultimately, cause you more pain,” Wang Changji said. “Because you… never guarded against them.”
“Later, I killed him.” Jiang Wang’s tone was inexplicable: “On New Year’s Eve the year before last. The street was long and deserted. It rained heavily that day.”
He looked at Wang Changji: “I have never told anyone these things, but I thought, perhaps you can understand.”
Wang Changji was silent for a mont, then said: “Since the day I was born, there has been a pair of eyes watching . Watching without blinking. It wasn’t until I was twelve years old that I found out.”
“At that ti, I often had the urge to kill, a mad desire to kill. Watching my father’s incessant mouth, wanting to slash his throat. When a maid rely walked past , I wanted to pierce her heart with a sword… I locked myself in my room, refusing to see anyone.”
“I searched through all the records in the Wang family, bought all the sage classics available on the market, regardless of Buddhism, Taoism, Legalism, or Mohism, and couldn’t find a thod to save myself.”
“One night, while reading scriptures by the oil lamp, I turned around and saw those eyes.”
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