Chapter 9 — Thousand Years Waiting For Her

That moment... I suddenly saw the image of my previous life, when she used a sword to pierce my heart, blood flowed like a stream, my heart cold. Hong Nghi tightened her grip on the sword, tilted her head to look at him, her red lips curled into a cruel smile, "Hanh Hai... Thank you for your spiritual power." The red demonic energy burst out like a flame. She placed her hand on his chest, the spiritual energy from his meridians was like a river with a broken dike, and was sucked clean by her without a drop remaining. Crimson light rose from her body, like a blood moon overflowing, the entire square was dyed in a layer of terrifying red light. Hong Nghi - After absorbing Hanh Hai's Mahayana stage cultivation, the aura around her body exploded, echoing throughout heaven and earth! The sky was as red as blood, half the dome of heaven seemed to be burned by demonic fire. That moment — Hong Nghi... flew up. This truth made everyone silent, the sounds of heavy breathing in the middle of the battlefield seemed to stop. Each bar of spiritual energy stopped in mid-air, each bright stream of spiritual light... all stopped moving at the same time. Hong Nghi raised her face to the sky, her eyes were red, her long hair flying wildly in the bloody wind, she laughed loudly - a laugh that seemed to tear apart the void: "Ha ha ha... Broke it! I have finally broken Mahayana, stepping up to a new realm!" My heart trembled, a coldness rose in my chest to the bones. “Why…why is this happening?” Heaven, why do you protect demons, but leave so many righteous people to die in this sea of blood? The stench of blood in the air became increasingly stronger, as if it was dissolved into every strand of spiritual energy, so heavy that even breathing became a burden. My eyes slowly lowered, seeing the sect master lying in a pool of blood, Hanh Hai's body was no longer moving. A cold sadness slowly rose from the bottom of my heart. Hong Nghi turned around, his dark red eyes locked on me. The corners of her lips curled slightly, her voice carried a strange and cruel tone: "It seems... ...now, no one can stop me from killing you." A stream of magic power rolled in her hand, condensing into a shock stream that shot straight towards me. No one can save me. No one can stop a person who has stepped halfway into the realm of Hop Dao. I closed my eyes, only one thought remained in my heart: "It's over... I will die here." However, at that moment - a figure suddenly appeared in my heart, a figure always lazily leaning against the pillar, eyes slightly curved, smile fluttering like the spring breeze. In the moment of death, I just wanted to be able to look at him one more time. However, that shock... never hit me. Only heard a sound... pig squealing. “Ech—!!!” I open my eyes. And then... my whole body trembled, my scalp went numb. Ly Luc - the divine beast next to Thanh Da, was just blown to the ground by magic power, his huge and heavy body shook the ground, his aura weakened, his breath as thin as silk. My eyes had barely opened wide when a strangled figure was raised high in the air. It's Thanh Da. “Thanh Da!!!” My voice was stuck in my throat, but my palms were cold. He - a person without even a trace of spiritual energy, appearing here... is no different from seeking his own death. Hong Nghi indifferently squinted his eyes, his hand seemed to tighten, lifting him up like a straw. Then, without much effort, she flicked her wrist and bluntly threw him down in front of me. “Bump!” I rush came forward, supporting him with both hands, feeling each fragile breath as if it was about to die. Thanh Da coughed softly, blood flowed from the corner of his lips, soaking his collar red, but he still tried to curl the corners of his lips, smiling faintly like the wind: "This time... ...I'm afraid... I'm really dead." My chest throbbed with pain, as if hundreds of thousands of swords were piercing through it. I squeezed his sleeve, crying chokingly: "No! Thanh Da, you can't die... You haven't waited for that person yet! You... how can you die here!" Tears fell like falling pearls, wetting his sleeves, hot drop by drop. Memories are broken into pieces in my head - when he lazily lay beside the window basking in the sun, when he gently called me "little boy", when he played with my hair, his lazy but warm laughter. But now... he lies in my arms, his blue hair is messy, the corners of his lips still have a fragile smile like dew, and his chest is soaked in red blood. Everything inside us... seems to collapse. Lazy. Smile. Pay attention. That image has been engraved in my heart since forever. It wasn't until this moment that I realized in hindsight - I... had already touched Thanh Da. He raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushing the corner of my eyes, gently wiping away the hot tears: "Am Nghi... Don't cry. Do you want to kill her? I'll help you." I bit my lip, chokingly shook my head: "No! I just want... ...you to live." I just want you to live, as long as you're by my side, even if this world collapses, I'm not afraid. However, Thanh Da only smiled slightly, his smile was as faint as morning dew, his sleeve fluttered slightly. Lam Uyen in my hand trembled with a long sound, escaped my hand, flew straight into the sky, then plummeted down, piercing Thanh Da's chest! "Are not!!!" I rushed forward, my trembling hands grasped the hilt of the sword, once, twice, no matter how hard I pulled, I couldn't pull it out. Red blood stained his blue shirt, his smile was still as serene as the spring breeze. His fingers gently lifted my chin, his eyes were as clear as autumn lakes, his voice was as light as clouds: "Don't cry... Goddess, you're not allowed to... cry." The sect master is dead. Hanh Hai is dead. Now, Thanh Da... also falls. The sky of Tieu Dao Tong seemed to collapse. Screams, screams, the sound of weapons cutting through the void merged into a bloody epic. I knelt next to him, my hands were cold, my heart felt like it was pierced by a sharp blade, but I still stubbornly refused to believe. More people fell, blood dyed the sky and earth red. My heart stopped beating for a moment, then in the next moment, it pounded like thunder, each sound seemed to tear apart my chest. Strange heat broke out from the bones in my body, my whole body was hot, shaking constantly, as if a huge power was awakening. A terrifying stream of divine power erupted from the depths of my soul, lifting my whole body into the air. That moment — I heard the sound of tearing the wind, divine power from heaven and earth poured into my body like a waterfall, ancient memories that did not belong to me... piece by piece rushed into my head. The sound of the piano. The language of scripture. The sound of wind passed through Cuu Trong Thien. The cries of the gods fell. The sky changed color. Above, a strange phenomenon filled the sky: countless golden lights and purple rays mixed together, forming a network of heavenly rules that covered the entire Tieu Dao. Tong, shaking heaven and earth. All the monks in all four directions stood still in horror, eyes looking up into the sky, unable to breathe, unable to speak. Until... an elder trembled and whispered, his voice completely choked: "God... Goddess... Is Goddess!" The sound of gossip echoed like rising waves: "The Goddess... hasn't she disappeared for a thousand years?!" “How could… Goddess reappear in the human world?!” At that moment, I understood the truth: I... am not Tien Cot. From beginning to end… …I am Than Cot! It turns out... this is the reason. The reason why I cultivated so fast that it was terrifying, the reason why I was able to step straight into the Realm of Divine Transformation in three months. I... am not an immortal bone. I am Than Cot. The divine power in the body surged like a roaring ocean tide, the meridians expanded, the soul vibrated, and the wounds on the person's body instantly healed completely. I fell in front of Hong Nghi, dressed in white, my hair flying in the wind, step by step, touching the ground, each step seemed to step on the heartbeat of heaven and earth. My eyes slightly lifted, slowly opening my pupils as bright as cold stars. As soon as that look touched her, it made her soul tremble. Hong Nghi's face turned pale, but she still gritted her teeth and gritted out each word, her voice hoarse with anger: "Goddess, what... I see... it's just your trick! Take my life! She raised her blood-red spirit sword, the demonic energy billowed with thunder, her feet crushed the whole world, like a mountain collapsing towards me. I didn't dodge, just slightly raised my sleeve, my finger drawing a circle in the void. "Boom—!!!" In that moment, an invisible stream of divine power exploded from the palm of his hand, sweeping the whole world into a wave of white light. Just one heartbeat - Hong Nghi spat out a mouthful of blood, his body staggered back and forth.