Is life so fragile?
Su Guang held a red spider lily in his hand. The flower stem was broken. He just gently rubbed it, and the bright red petals quickly withered and died, scattering into the water of the Sanzu River and drifting away.
Life is so fragile.
The wind by the river was strange and cold. Suguang's silver hair danced in the wind. His scarlet eyes were like a dried-up well, and there was a hint of danger in the emptiness. He stood on the shore, looking at the turbulent river for a long time.
Suddenly, Su Guang walked into the river. The dead souls in the water seemed to sense this divine power and rushed towards him. Clusters of waves were like countless dry hands, constantly pulling at Su Guang's robe, praying to be freed from this endless river of death.
The black birds on the other side of the river seemed to be aware of the movement in the river, and they kept circling above the river surface. Countless of them were like dark clouds covering the sky, swallowing up all the souls who wanted to struggle to leave the river. However, they still could not stop the desire to survive. More and more souls were attracted by the divine power, and the dark red river water raised a wave several feet high, almost drowning Su Guang.
However, Su Guang had no intention of resisting. He just stared at the river formed by the souls of the dead. With a slight smile on his lips, he said softly, "You all want to survive, but why doesn't she?" After he finished speaking, a black divine light burst out from his body, as if he wanted to release all the souls in the river.
The always gloomy sky above Sanzu River was suddenly filled with thunder. Countless thunders struck down, but could not hurt Su Guang at all.
Seeing this, the flock of birds flapped their wings even harder, croaking hoarsely, and then merged into a giant black bird. Its three huge eyes seemed to be stained with blood, its sharp black beak opened wide, and it let out a high-pitched and sharp cry. The cry resounded on both sides of the Sanzu River, and even the air was shaken.
In an instant, the huge waves were driven back into the river channel, and the surging river surface suddenly calmed down. Even the waves that were commonly seen in the past disappeared, and it was as quiet as a mirror.
Su Guang wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and chuckled, but that smile still did not reach his eyes.
He continued to pace slowly in the river, over and over again, back and forth, searching.
Only when he was sure that no matter how hard he looked, he could not find that person's scent in the river did he finally stop and stand motionless in the middle of the river.
As if after some thought, Suguang came to the other side of the river again. The black bird followed him all the way. Seeing that he was about to walk into the dark forest without looking away, the black bird immediately turned around and flew in front of Suguang, spreading its huge wings to stop him from going any further.
Su Guang didn't look at it, but said gently: "I'll go in and take a look."
The black bird would naturally not agree, but even if it could suppress the souls in the Sanzu River, it would be powerless to fight back against Suguang.
Suguang kept walking without even raising his hands, and he bounced back all the attacks of the black bird. Every time Suguang took a step forward, a scar deep enough to see the bone would appear on his body. Soon he fell at the entrance of the forest covered with wounds, and his raven-colored feathers fluttered like petals.
But even though it was seriously injured, the black bird still used its last bit of strength to bite the hem of Suguang's clothes.
Looking at those strange dead trees, Su Guang sighed numbly: "I said, I just went in to take a look, don't you understand?"
As the gentle words fell, the black bird suddenly let out a shrill scream, and its torn body suddenly twisted, as if it was grasped by an invisible big hand and was still tightening.
Just as the black bird was about to be crushed to pieces, a bolt of lightning struck just one foot away from Su Guang.
It is a silent warning from heaven.
Su Guang laughed again: "It's a pity that after you stripped me of my divinity, I can no longer listen to God's will."
With a "crackling" sound, the black bird was crushed, and the exploded body parts were scattered everywhere. The blood sprayed on Su Guang's dark robe and quickly disappeared into it, leaving no trace.
"Hmm..." Suguang let out a muffled groan of pain, closed his eyes and exhaled longly. Then, even though the water of the Sanzu River began to overflow, he walked into the dense forest without looking back.
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The whole world seems to be in chaos.
All the capable high-ranking immortal sects were trapped in the northern border. Even if their young disciples came to help, they could not enter the black cover. Some weak immortal sects that did not participate in this war were busy because of the chaos caused by the demonic cultivators outside.
More and more mortal people went to Taoist temples and Buddhist temples everywhere, but they could only seek temporary protection. All the monks knew that the devil had appeared in the world, but no one knew what would happen next.
Wherever the devil passed, he left behind countless miasma for unknown reasons. Some people followed the route of the miasma and suspected that the devil went to the Sanzu River. However, when they followed him to the Sanzu River, they saw that the river water had risen sharply and the original river bank had long been submerged. The dead spirits were wandering everywhere and would possess anyone they saw. The entire Sanzu River had become a ghost town.
"Those low-level demon cultivators, because no one is controlling them, are slaughtering people everywhere, using human essence to improve their own cultivation, and the scope of the ghosts' invasion is gradually expanding." Qi Guanxiang was using the round light technique to inform Xuan Qingzi and others of the news he had heard. He said solemnly: "Although I have contacted the nearby immortal gates to evacuate the people in Liangzhou City, if they continue, the consequences will be disastrous."
Yuntian's voice could be heard from inside the hood: "Has he lost his mind?!"
Gu Changnian was not awake yet, Daoyi used the dream-inducing technique to extract part of his memory. Everyone knew that the young master of the evil sect was the devil.
Qi Guanrui's lips turned pale, and he thought silently: It does seem abnormal that Su Guang destroyed everything so aimlessly.
With Su Guang's character and the power of the demon god, even if He Qing died when his consciousness returned to his place, he would definitely have a way to find He Qing, otherwise he would not have gone to Sanzu River.
So why destroy the Sanzu River?
Could it be that... Su Guang can't find He Qing's soul waiting for reincarnation?
When he thought of this possibility, Qi Guanrui's face turned even paler. He supported himself on his knees and stood up, saying to Qi Guanxiang, "Brother, I'm going to Sanzu River."
Qi Guanxiang held him down and said, "You used the Great Teleportation Technique to rush to the northern border, which has already damaged your soul. How can you still want to go to Santu River? Even if I let you go there, what can you do?"
Qi Guanrui hesitated to speak, not knowing how to explain his guess in public.
Suguang and Heqing are clearly in love. If he really can't find Heqing's soul, Suguang, who is so proud, will never accept this fact. He is afraid that destroying everything on his way is just the beginning...
Inside the hood, Xuan Qingzi, who was sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing, closed his eyes and asked, "Is Yun Chu here?"
Yun Chu held a large pile of ancient books in his arms, pushed through the crowd and came to Yuan Guang Shu: "Master, your disciple is here."