Chapter 961: Mutual Torture
Did she personally lose that sunny Chu-gege?
Or... was he destined to become like this?
No, it is not.
It was those humiliations, those betrayals, those pains that gradually wore away his brilliance.
She was the last straw that broke his back.
Lou Qi closed her eyes, and tears silently streamed down her face.
The body stopped struggling, like a flower ravaged by a storm, completely losing its vitality.
My heart feels dead.
Chu Hao was still roaring and still pinching her hard.
But she could no longer feel the pain.
Jiang Yantian and the others watched from a distance, but did not stop them.
Do not interfere in the causes and effects of others.
Slowly, Lou Qi's body suddenly went limp.
The primordial spirit broke free of the body and hovered above.
Even though her primordial spirit had broken through her body, she still looked at Chu Hao.
"Come on!" Jiang Yantian smiled at the location of the primordial spirit.
With a wave of his hand, the Banner of Ten Thousand Demons appeared!
Lou Qi took one last look at Chu Hao.
Without hesitation, he flew into the Ten Thousand Demon Banner.
Disappeared completely.
And Chu Hao.
He was still yelling.
Lou Qi stopped struggling, stopped crying, and even the faint sobs in her throat disappeared.
Her head rested limply on Chu Hao's shoulder, her hair falling down and obscuring her face.
Only a few strands of hair, stained with tears, clung to his pale skin.
Chu Hao's hand, which was gripping her neck, froze.
The touch from my fingertips was icy cold, no longer warm as before.
The slight trembling has ceased.
He abruptly released his grip, his hand trembling as he reached out.
There wasn't even the slightest pulsation.
"..."
Chu Hao's pupils suddenly contracted, as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart.
I even forgot to breathe.
He stiffly lowered his head, brushed aside the stray hairs on Lou Qi's forehead, and saw her face clearly.
His eyes were closed, his lips were purple, and there were still wet tear stains on his face.
But those eyes, which always held a light in them, will never open again.
"Qi...Qi'er?"
His voice was as light as a feather, trembling without him even realizing it.
He shook Lou Qi's body and patted her cheek.
His movements were as flustered as a lost child.
"Qi'er, wake up... don't scare me... I... I didn't mean to..."
no respond.
The body in my arms grew colder and colder, as soft as a boneless wad of cotton.
"Qier!"
Chu Hao finally reacted, and a heart-wrenching roar burst from his throat!
He suddenly pulled Lou Qi into his arms and held her tightly.
It was as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
But the person in his arms would never respond to his embrace again, and would never call him "Brother Chu" again.
"The conflict has begun between the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao and the possessed original body," Leng Ning said from the other end.
The incarnation of the Heavenly Dao possessed Chu Hao.
However, Chu Hao's own body also carries the aura of the Heavenly Dao.
And then, a collision began.
"It was me...it was me who killed her..."
He muttered to himself, his eyes vacant, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face.
It landed on Lou Qi's cold face.
"I strangled her to death... I strangled my Qi'er to death..."
Regret overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.
It was as if many buried memories suddenly erupted.
The smile he gave her when they first met, the way she nestled into his arms in dependence.
The tenderness he had forgotten now felt like the sharpest knife, slowly tearing at his heart.
"what!!!"
He held Lou Qi's body and suddenly knelt down on the ground.
It slammed its head against the scorched earth, producing a dull thud.
Blood streamed down his forehead, mingling with his tears, staining the ground a glaring red.
Just then, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind!
It felt as if countless insects were gnawing at his soul.
It was as if a chaotic black shadow was rising from the depths of his consciousness.
It was madly devouring his sanity!
The mark of the Heavenly Dao incarnation began to backfire.
The Qi of Heaven and the Will of Heaven cannot be integrated.
The majesty, order, and cold will that belonged to the Heavenly Dao were all transformed into distorted power at this moment.
It rampaged through his body!
They began to devour each other.
“Uh…Ah!”
"You're not getting out of here!!!"
Chu Hao clutched his head, groaning in pain.
He felt his consciousness being torn apart.
Half of it was regret while holding Lou Qi's body.
Half of it is the cold madness brought about by the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.
His eyes began to become cloudy, and fine, dark lines appeared in his pupils.
Like stained glass.
A cold voice echoed in his mind, indistinguishable as either the will of Heaven or his own thoughts.
"You have caused me to tarnish the majesty of Heaven, and you have only yourself to blame. Now I am leaving, and you cannot stop me!"
Chu Hao suddenly raised his head, his eyes empty and crazed.
The struggle for control began.
He looked at Lou Qi's cold face in his arms, and then at his own blood-stained hands.
A desperate smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Don't even think about leaving!"
He suddenly conjured a sharp blade, its edge gleaming coldly.
He laughed maniacally, pointing the knife at his brow.
That's the location of the Niwan Palace.
It is also the dwelling place of the primordial spirit and a key acupoint for locking in the soul.
She closed her eyes, the veins on her fingertips bulging, ignoring the beads of blood seeping from her forehead.
He suddenly aimed the sharp blade at an inch between his eyebrows and, using the remaining energy in his body, plunged it in fiercely.
"How dare you!!!" The avatar of the Heavenly Dao seemed frightened.
It must force its way out.
"Dream on!"
A cold voice suddenly rang out!
The next instant, Jiang Yantian's figure teleported in front of him like a ghost.
A gust of wind was stirred up by the robes.
He didn't even look at Lou Qi's corpse; his eyes were as cold as knives as he raised his hand and pointed out with two fingers.
Fast as lightning.
With a "whoosh," it pierced Chu Hao's Baihui and Shenting acupoints on his chest!
"boom!"
A surge of powerful energy flowed from his fingertips into Chu Hao's body, like a rushing river.
In an instant, it collided with the power of the Heavenly Dao in his sea of consciousness!
"Ugh!!!"
Chu Hao's sharp blade clattered to the ground.
He trembled violently as if being torn apart by three forces.
His body was bent over like a shrimp!
Within his sea of consciousness, the black aura and the golden avatar of the Heavenly Dao were locked in a fierce battle.
That was the pain of having one's soul torn apart!
It hurts more than being struck by lightning, and it's more agonizing than having your eggs ripped out with a fishhook!
He felt as if his soul had been thrown between two millstones.
On one side is the cold destruction of the backlash from Heaven, and on the other is the domineering confinement of Jiang Yanqi's Qi.
Every inch of the soul is being crushed, reshaped, and crushed again!
Chu Hao's voice shattered into bloody foam.
"kill me!"
"let me go!"
"Let's die together!"
"No, let me out!"
Chu Hao, who seems to have a dual personality, is unable to control his behavior.
His body convulsed violently on the ground, his limbs flailing uncontrollably.
Fingernails scratched deep, bloody marks into the scorched earth.
Even the hand holding Lou Qi's body loosened, letting her body roll to the side.
Jiang Yantian stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, his face expressionless.
Only a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
He looked at Chu Hao's face, contorted in pain, and listened to the deafening roar that echoed through the heavens and earth.
Incarnation of the Heavenly Way?
Even the will of Heaven cannot escape it.
Only someone worse off than dead deserves this absurd farce.
