Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel-Chapter 1008 - 569: Killing His Wife, Imperial Edict_3
For a long time, she barely managed to calm her breathing, slowly raised her head, and met Chu Zheng’s calm, unruffled eyes. On her face, she forced a smile that was almost bleak.
She nodded slightly, her voice carrying an unusual calmness, as if she had long accepted this final outcome:
"If that’s the case... fellow Daoist, go ahead and take your fate."
Her gaze seemed to penetrate Chu Zheng’s body, looking into the void distance, gazing at the already gone Ancient Times, her tone ethereal, carrying a trace of reminiscence:
"Back then... in the Ancient Times, when I decided to help you... I had already foreseen that there might be today’s outcome. Being able to help you, fellow Daoist, reach this step, I have no regrets."
Upon hearing these words, a barely noticeable ripple appeared in the lake of Chu Zheng’s heart, but it was instantly suppressed by reason and the memory, just revived, belonging to "Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu."
Those memories told him that to quell the Dao struggle and reopen Yin Yang, sacrifice was inevitable.
Xue Qing being so understanding and comprehending his difficulties was the best scenario.
Facing the increasingly weak aura and the gradually dissipating brilliance in Song Lingxue’s eyes, Chu Zheng solemnly bowed and saluted.
"Fellow Daoist, you go first."
Chu Zheng’s voice remained steady, betraying not the slightest ripple: "Once I reshape the Heavenly Order, open Yin Yang, and set the cycle of rebirth, I will surely prepare a broad and bright path for you, aiding you to ascend to the pinnacle in your next life."
After saying this, he said no more, stood up, raised his hand, and pointed like a sword.
At his fingertips, pure and terrifying Chaotic Primordial Qi swirled, containing thirty percent of Heavenly Fortune Power, without any hesitation, directly pointing towards the space between Song Lingxue’s eyebrows, aiming at the faintly visible Dao Seed.
Buzz—
In this critical moment, a gentle light screen suddenly appeared from the space between Song Lingxue’s eyebrows. On the light screen, countless golden symbols flowed and intertwined like living beings, forming an incredibly sturdy barrier, forcibly obstructing Chu Zheng’s fingertips outside.
A powerful recoil force came, causing Chu Zheng’s finger to pause slightly.
A flash of astonishment instantly passed through Chu Zheng’s eyes.
This seal...
The law Qi mechanism contained within this light screen was all too familiar to him.
It was the Qi-refining Technique.
It was the path of the Daluo Golden Immortal pointing directly to the source, and its purity, along with the perfection and strength of its construction laws, was far beyond what ordinary Daluo Golden Immortals could achieve.
This powerful seal suppressing the Dao Seed of Heavenly Fortune was clearly left by a Daluo Golden Immortal with unfathomable cultivation.
Who could it be?!
In this entire Great Universe, when did such a powerful seal-leaving Daluo Golden Immortal emerge?
Is this person an enemy or a friend?
Countless questions flashed through Chu Zheng’s mind like lightning.
Song Lingxue let out an extremely painful low moan, as the forcibly manifested seal seemed to further accelerate the loss of her vitality.
Her breathing became increasingly rapid and weak, her chest heaving violently, yet drawing in little breath. The brilliance in her eyes faded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually dispersing, as if it might extinguish completely the next second.
The icy cracks spreading all over her body grew deeper in color, ready to completely burst open at any moment.
There was not much time left.
At this moment, it was not the time for Chu Zheng to delve into the origin of this seal and the secrets behind it.
His brow furrowed slightly, a flash of sternness flickered in his eyes.
"Open!"
A low shout, like the thunder of chaos, exploded in this Cave Heaven World.
The originally smoothly flowing Chaotic Primordial Qi around him instantly boiled, and the thirty percent Heavenly Fortune Power within him merged with his own Yuan Qi, transforming into a Chaos Finger Gang.
The Finger Gang, like lightning, struck heavily on the golden sealed light screen.
Crack—
A crisp and heart-wrenching breaking sound suddenly rang out.
The sealing light screen originating from the Daluo Golden Immortal, under the impact of the Chaotic Primordial Qi fused with thirty percent Heavenly Fortune, only sustained for less than the time of one breath before it shattered like a collapsing dried tree, disintegrating into countless golden light dots, disappearing scatteredly.
The moment the seal shattered, the aura of Heavenly Fortune overflowed from the Dao Seed, instantly entering Chu Zheng’s perception.
Just as Chu Zheng’s fingertip was about to touch the Dao Seed, ready to absorb the Heavenly Fortune within, another change erupted.
The Dao Seed trembled violently, a torrent of memories exploded.
Countless sharper memory fragments fiercely surged into Chu Zheng’s mind.
These memories were also related to the Ancient Times.
But, they were completely different from those previously awakened atop the River of Space-Time, like a different life.
He and Xue Qing once held a grand wedding.
At the outset of the Dao struggle, amidst the storm and peril, she stood by his side resolutely.
It was she who burned all of herself, finding aid from the future to win that battle in the Ancient Times.
With the guidance of the Master of Heavenly Fortune, he laid out plans for ages, thus resulting in the current life.
A massive mix of memories clashed fiercely in Chu Zheng’s mind.
Two sets of memories, two perceptions, two completely different emotions were engaged in a brutal battle in his mind, almost tearing his consciousness apart completely.
This intense conflict of memories and the soul-level pain seemed to be an excruciating epochal ordeal for Chu Zheng.
Eventually, the origin of Chu Zheng’s own soul gradually gained the upper hand, beginning to cover and correct the initial memory belonging to Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu.
The rationality belonging to Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu in Chu Zheng’s eyes rapidly dissolved, replaced by incredulous shock, heart-wrenching pain, overwhelming regret, and anger.
