manynovel Chapter 3307 Lesser Fullness (He Cannot Retreat)
Chapter 3307 Lesser Fullness (He Cannot Retreat)
“In her world, you are an obstacle that must be removed.”
"You are not her mother, you are the enemy!"
"Xiaoman, she's the one who's trying to break us up. Kill her, kill her..." Zhou Wenlun's voice echoed in Hu Xiaoman's mind like a curse.
The red light in Hu Xiaoman's eyes intensified, and her attacks became increasingly ferocious.
The purplish-gold demonic energy transformed into countless sharp blades, forcing Yang Susu into a corner with nowhere to retreat.
"elder sister!"
Ah Zhen's chubby face scrunched up in anxiety, and his small body transformed into a streak of light, trying to rush into Hu Xiaoman's sea of consciousness to help her remove the soul seed.
"Certainly."
Zhou Wenlun pointed at the cosmic disc with his finger.
A gray beam of light shot out, freezing Ah Zhen in mid-air.
Ah-Zhen remained in a charging stance, his eyes darting around, but he couldn't move a single finger.
"Roar--!"
In the distance, Chen Heng, who had transformed into a demon god, saw his junior sister being controlled and let out a mournful roar.
He smashed dozens of Lei family cultivators in front of him with a single punch, no longer caring about the collapse of his physical body, and forcibly detonated half of the resentment he had devoured within his body.
"Get out of my way!"
Black flames exploded like a tsunami, blasting a bloody path through the dense enemy ranks.
Chen Heng, dragging his battered and broken body, tried to rush over and stop it all.
"Hmph, an ant dares to shake the heavens?"
Zhou Wenlun snorted coldly and once again invoked the power of the Heavenly Dao.
"Boom!"
A bolt of golden lightning, even thicker than before, descended from the sky and struck Chen Heng hard on the back.
Chen Heng was knocked to the ground, his demonic armor shattered, blood gushing out, and he could no longer get up.
No one can save them.
Hu Xiaoman cornered Yang Susu at the edge of the altar.
Behind him was a bottomless abyss, and in front of him was his daughter, who had fallen into demonic possession.
"Die."
Hu Xiaoman raised his longsword expressionlessly.
The Heavenly Demon Root within his body operated wildly, concentrating all his power into this single sword strike.
The sword tip emitted a chilling glint, aimed directly at Yang Susu's heart.
In the distant ruins, Jun Yichen had just struggled to his feet when he witnessed this scene that terrified him.
"Do not!!!"
His eyes were bloodshot, but they were held down firmly by the Ghost Lord's enormous ghost claws.
"Get out of my way!!" Jun Yichen roared, swinging his bone whip recklessly, even as the Ghost Lord tore his skin apart.
If he hadn't been poisoned in that chaotic world, he wouldn't be forced into this situation by the Ghost Lord!
The toxins in my body are no ordinary toxins!
This short distance has now become an insurmountable chasm.
The sword fell.
With a determination to kill, and an aura of destruction.
Yang Susu looked at the sword tip getting closer and closer, and at her daughter's bloodshot but empty eyes.
She suddenly stopped all her movements.
She didn't hide.
Even Xiao Ni, who immediately tried to defend herself, was pulled back to the Three Lives Stone by Yang Susu.
She simply released her hand from the wound, opened her arms, and revealed an extremely gentle and tolerant smile.
Just like when she was a child, she looked at Xiaoman with tenderness.
"Xiaoman..."
Yang Susu murmured softly, a single tear sliding down her cheek.
Only death can awaken you.
Only my blood can wash away the filth of that soul seed.
Mother is willing.
"Pfft!"
The sword pierced Yang Susu's chest without any resistance.
In that instant, the world seemed to stand still.
Blood gushed out, staining Hu Xiaoman's sword-wielding hand and her white dress.
Yang Susu didn't scream. She just groaned and took a step forward, using the momentum of the sword to tightly and forcefully hug the daughter in front of her who wanted to kill her.
Her chin rested on Hu Xiaoman's shoulder, and warm blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, dripping onto Hu Xiaoman's neck.
"Xiaoman... Mother doesn't feel pain..."
"Don't be afraid... Mother is here..."
Hu Xiaoman froze at that moment.
The warm blood, the familiar embrace, and the words "Mother doesn't hurt" were like a thunderbolt, violently splitting open the thick black fog in her mind.
A single tear unexpectedly slid down her bloodshot eyes.
At this moment, a look of pain appeared on her face, and two divine consciousnesses were fighting desperately in her mind!
But soon, the glimmer of emotion in her eyes was swallowed up by darkness again.
Deep within the ruins, rubble flew everywhere.
Jun Yichen knelt on one knee, his back a bloody mess, his white bones exposed to the air.
That was torn apart by the Ghost Lord's claw.
The deadly poison in his body had already invaded his internal organs with the circulation of divine power. With each breath, it felt as if countless blunt knives were sawing back and forth in his lungs.
But he still held the bone whip in his hand and stood up again and again.
His gaze pierced through the swirling dust, coldly fixed on the Ghost Lord.
"Jie Jie Jie..."
The Ghost Lord controlled the thousand-foot-tall ghostly figure, which hovered above Jun Yichen's head, its enormous shadow completely enveloping the once invincible god.
"Jun Yichen, don't waste your energy."
The Ghost Lord's voice was like the hooting of an owl, filled with nauseating smugness and arrogance.
"Look around you, look at this swirling, malevolent energy."
"This is the core of the Extreme Plate Realm, the closest place to the Ghost Realm!"
"I have already set up the 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Connecting to the Netherworld' formation here. At this moment, my power is equivalent to the power of the entire Ghost Realm!"
The ghostly figure's enormous claw slowly pressed down, and the space emitted a deafening roar as it was unable to bear the weight.
“You are seriously injured, poisoned to the bone marrow, and you are still distracted.”
"What do you think you have to fight me with?"
"Today, I will turn you and Yang Susu, this divine couple, into a pair of doomed lovers in this underground place, to avenge the grudge of that battle years ago!"
Faced with the Ghost Lord's humiliation and oppression, Jun Yichen's handsome face remained expressionless.
He raised his hand and casually wiped away the black blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth, the movement as elegant as if he were merely dusting off a sleeve.
Two cold, black divine flames burned in those deep, abyss-like eyes.
"So much nonsense."
Jun Yichen's voice was hoarse, yet it carried a chill that penetrated to the bone.
"Back then, I could beat you into running around like a stray dog. Today, I can still take your bones off one by one."
Jun Yichen sneered, and the bone whip in his hand suddenly vibrated, emitting a loud demonic roar. His figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
The next instant, a jet-black whip, like an angry dragon emerging from the sea, carrying a world-destroying divine might, lashed fiercely at the face of that thousand-foot-tall ghostly figure.
"Insanity!"
The Ghost Lord was furious, and countless skulls formed a black mist that surged wildly, heading towards the whip shadow.
"boom--!"
Two terrifying forces collided in mid-air, creating shockwaves visible to the naked eye.
The entire inner world was trembling violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Jun Yichen weaved through the poisonous fog and ghostly aura, each of his attacks being wide and sweeping, a style of fighting that was entirely risking his life.
He knew he couldn't hold on for much longer.
The toxins in his body were frantically devouring his life force, and every time he used his divine power, he was burning away his lifespan.
But he couldn't retreat.
His wife and daughter were waiting for him.
If he takes a step back, he will be doomed.