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Chapter 78: Is this what we have received?
Chapter 78: Is this what we have received?
Chapter 78: Is this what we have received?
In the world of Tianyuan, in a once-glorious and mighty family now reduced to ruins, a man stood amidst the desolation. His eyes, once filled with strength and determination, were now hollow and filled with pain as tears streamed down his face. He looked around in confusion and despair, his voice trembling as he spoke.
"It's all my fault... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
His roar of anguish echoed throughout the deserted city, causing everyone within it to collapse to the ground under the overwhelming pressure. This man, who had once been one of the most powerful figures in Tianyuan, was none other than Siguang. But now, he was merely a broken man, consumed by guilt and sorrow.
Suddenly, another man emerged from the void, his face filled with panic and fear. He spoke softly, "I'm sorry for your loss... I..."
His words were cut short as Siguang grabbed him by the throat with terrifying speed. The sheer power radiating from Siguang caused the surrounding area to tremble. The man began to scream in agony as Siguang forcefully searched his memories, disregarding the man's life entirely. Images of the past flooded Siguang's mind, and he immediately used a temporal technique to immerse himself in those memories.
In the memories, he saw the man currying favor with members of the Gu Immortal Emperor Clan, discussing something in secret. The scene that enraged Siguang beyond control was the brutal massacre of his family by these people. They slaughtered everyone, regardless of age or gender, and used a formation that prevented anyone from his family from sending out a distress signal or calling for help. The relentless screams of his loved ones echoed in his mind, shattering his spirit completely, and he roared in anger.
"Why?!"
"I fought for centuries to protect Tianyuan..."
"Is this... Is this the reward I get for my sacrifice?!"
Suddenly, Siguang saw images of a few survivors from his family after the attack by the Gu Immortal Emperor Clan and other forces. He watched as countless city dwellers approached the remnants of his family, not to offer help, but with malicious intent. The very people he had protected, the city leaders he had once shared drinks with, came to pillage and murder the remaining members of his family without mercy, taking whatever little resources were left.
"You animals!" Siguang roared, his voice shaking the heavens. "I'll kill every last one of you!"
His blazing anger consumed him, making it impossible for him to control himself any longer. His spiritual power exploded with unstoppable fury, and the people in the city began to feel something terribly wrong. But before they could react, their bodies started to wither. Their skin dried up, and their faces aged rapidly.
The screams of the townspeople echoed throughout the city. "What's happening to me?!"
Another voice cried out, "What in the world is going on?!"
Before long, everyone in the city succumbed to old age and death, leaving no one alive. The once-thriving city was reduced to a lifeless husk. Siguang stood there, looking at the ruins of the family he had built, his tears still flowing uncontrollably. His heart ached with an irreparable sense of loss. Voices from his memories echoed in his mind.
"Grandfather, when I grow up, I want to be just like you... I want to protect Tianyuan and keep it peaceful forever."
"Grandfather, you have to come to my tenth birthday party. You promised!"
"Father, look at my child. He's so strong and healthy!"
"Husband, do you think I look beautiful in this dress?"
Tears streamed down his face as the memories overwhelmed him. He shook off these thoughts and set his sights on the Gu Immortal Emperor Clan without hesitation. At this moment, there was only vengeance in his heart. He didn't care about anything else, and nothing could stop him now. Grief and hatred had consumed him entirely...
Meanwhile, in the Black Sea, one of the immortal continents, Kong Ling was returning home with a heart full of joy. It had been a long time since he last visited his family, and this time, he had brought many gifts for them. The images of his grandchildren playing and their laughter still lingered in his mind. He couldn't wait to see their smiles again.
When Kong Ling arrived at the city where his family resided, his heart was filled with excitement and happiness as he flew straight to his home. But upon reaching his destination, he found that the house he once lived in had been transformed into a Golden Chamber of Commerce store. The joy in his heart was quickly replaced by confusion and doubt.
As Kong Ling stood in bewilderment, trying to comprehend what he was seeing and preparing to enter the Golden Chamber of Commerce to inquire about the situation, a shout suddenly rang out, "Where do you think you're going, you lowly slave?! Come back here at once!"
At that moment, a young girl with a slave mark branded on her arm ran up and clung tightly to his leg. The girl looked weak and terrified, her body covered in wounds. Kong Ling was taken aback, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the girl. Suddenly, the girl spoke in a trembling voice, tears streaming down her face.
"Grandfather, please... help us..."
Kong Ling stood silent for a moment, his heart heavy with the weight of sorrow before an overwhelming anger erupted within him. He knelt down to embrace the little girl, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably. He spoke in a voice filled with pain, "It's alright... Grandfather is here now..."
At first, he was confused, feeling a strange familiarity and connection with the young girl, but he didn't dwell on it until she spoke, triggering a profound pain in his heart. It felt as if something within her had been blocking his perception. The pain intensified, and he made the decision to put his granddaughter to sleep immediately to shield her from the horrors that were about to unfold.
In a mere instant, everyone walking near Kong Ling was mercilessly cut in half. He stood up, his heart ablaze with fury, and flew toward the Golden Chamber of Commerce with terrifying speed.
Upon entering the chamber, Kong Ling showed no concern for who was involved or not. He slaughtered everyone within without hesitation. They didn't even have a chance to scream as their bodies were swiftly severed by the void. Lifeless bodies fell one by one as he made his way toward a specific room. He could sense something deeply wrong, and fear began to creep into his heart. He felt a strange connection to whatever was inside that room.
Kong Ling opened the door, and what he saw made him collapse to the floor, tears streaming down his cheeks as he clutched his granddaughter tightly. Inside the room, he saw members of his family—his sons, daughters, grandchildren—all bound and broken. Some were missing limbs, others crippled, and most heartbreakingly, all bore the mark of slavery.
Gathering his resolve, Kong Ling gently laid his granddaughter down and immediately began healing his family members. With every bit of energy he used, his heart ached as if it were being crushed by an invisible hand. After he had healed everyone, his third son awoke, his voice weak and filled with pain.
He asked with a trembling voice, "What happened to our family?"
His third son couldn't respond immediately. He simply bowed his head, tears falling to the ground.
Finally, his son spoke, tears streaming down his face, "Father... Elder Brother, Second Brother, Sister-in-law, Uncle, Mother... they're all dead... The Golden Chamber of Commerce... The Dragon Clan... Father, please... kill them... kill them all..."
His son's words pierced Kong Ling's heart like a dagger. He couldn't hold back his tears any longer, crying out in agony as the pain and anger within him reached their limit. He brought everyone into the void, and at that moment, the immense power within him was unleashed. The Void Fan, an Immortal Emperor's weapon, appeared in his hand.
With a single sweep, the entire city was swallowed by the void, leaving nothing behind. Kong Ling stood amidst the ruins of the city he once loved.
"You were right, Jiang Yun..." Kong Ling murmured softly, tears streaming down his face.
Clutching the Void Fan tightly, he sped toward the Dragon Clan with incredible speed. His heart was filled with an unquenchable thirst for revenge... Revenge was now the only thing left in his life.
In the seemingly tranquil world of cultivation, where peace often prevailed, there was an unseen storm brewing. As the events began to spread throughout the world of Tianyuan, they became news that shocked and frightened many.
Siguang and Kong Ling, two former key members of the Tianyuan Guardian Alliance, had unexpectedly left the alliance and become rogue cultivators. This decision led to widespread speculation and whispers about the reasons behind their choice.
What shocked everyone even more was the news of a battle between Siguang and the Gu Immortal Emperor Clan. The outcome left the Gu Immortal Emperor Clan severely weakened. Once a powerful and prosperous clan, their strength was diminished in an instant, and they nearly faced total annihilation if not for the timely intervention of Huo Yan. Nevertheless, the greatness that the Gu Immortal Emperor Clan once held crumbled along with the deaths of many of its members.
Siguang, who had instigated the battle, disappeared without a trace. No one knew where he had gone or if he was even alive. These questions lingered in the minds of many.
Soon after, the news that shook the world of Tianyuan even further was the attack on the Dragon Clan by Kong Ling. The Dragon Clan, a formidable and ancient power in the world, was nearly destroyed by Kong Ling. Many dragons perished, and even the current clan leader, Long Wei, was gravely injured in the battle. If not for several dragon ancestors rising from their graves, the Dragon Clan might have been annihilated.
In the end, Kong Ling managed to escape and vanished without a trace, leaving behind a legacy of loss and pain that would never fade from the memories of the Immortal Dragon Clan.