Chapter 2972 - 2972 Master of Time Temple, I'm Going to Chop You Off (4)

2972 Master of Time Temple, I’m Going to Chop You Off (4)

And Han Fei, who was sealed, couldn’t use any power to resist the burning of the hellfire.

And this was the ultimate trial of the Ancient God of Thunder Note.

Was Han Fei’s karma huge? Of course it was.

Along the way, every life Han Fei killed was a karma. If you stepped on others to reach the top and others were destroyed because of you, you should bear the pain of others.

Han Fei couldn’t remember how many killings he had caused, directly or indirectly. Billions of people of the Ten Thousand Scale Race had died because of him.

Of course, the Ten Thousand Scale Race deserved it. However, as the one who destroyed them, he also had to bear the corresponding karmas.

The hellfire tribulation lightning burned for seven days. Han Fei gritted his teeth and endured it. Occasionally, roars burst out of his mouth. He couldn’t dodge it, and he was extremely sober. The fundamental characteristic of hellfire was that you had to personally experience the punishment brought about by karma.

Han Fei endured seven days with difficulty, but before the hellfire weakened, the next purple-black heavenly tribulation came.

Day after day, he endured hardship.

Again and again, it was not the end.

Countless times, Han Fei cursed crazily, “Hasn’t the fire of karma burned out yet? Even if one is to transcend the heavenly tribulation, it shouldn’t take this long, right?”

Unfortunately, no one could hear his curses. Even the Ancient God of Thunder Note had long died. At this moment, he was alone in this world, bearing all this alone.

A year later, Han Fei was still cursing. His Dao heart was strong. He told himself that all of this would pass.

Ten years later, Han Fei stopped cursing, because every time he expected the purple-black heavenly tribulation to disappear, once the hellfire weakened, a new heavenly tribulation would descend. Since cursing was useless, Han Fei could only endure it silently.

He believed that if Senior Brother Lei Heng could weather through it, so could he.

A hundred years later, what supported him now was no longer his strength. The only thing supporting him now was faith.

Xia Xiaochan’s body was still in her Origin Star. Her unborn child couldn’t die because of him.

The human race was in dire straits. Luo Xiaobai must be suffering alone. He knew that Luo Xiaobai’s heart was actually not that cold.

Ximen Linglan was still in the Time Temple. She killed a Great Monarch of the Time Temple and almost betrayed the Time Temple, so she couldn’t be safe and sound. He still needed to rescue her. He had made her wait for 100,000 years. He couldn’t let her wait forever.

…

Two hundred years later, Han Fei wanted to give up. He really wanted to give up. After all, Xia Xiaochan had reincarnated. At least she was still alive and had a new life.

The child hadn’t even been born yet. He shouldn’t be conscious at this time, right? In fact, it didn’t matter if he couldn’t be born. After he was born, would he have to grow up like most people, become strong, and resist the ominous? Perhaps he would experience the same pain as him.

Ximen Linglan had already become a Great Monarch. With her talent, she might have a chance to become a god! He just couldn’t bear to let her know that he had died.

Perhaps she was the one he felt most sorry for in his life.

Perhaps his avatar would help him fulfill his long-cherished wish?

At this moment, Han Fei was determined to die. He knew that this was just a test, but this test was too painful, so painful that it almost obliterated his Dao heart.

Humans couldn’t just live for their beliefs, right?

At that moment, Han Fei felt that his vitality was fading.

At the moment when Han Fei was really determined to die, the Blade of Hope suddenly flew out of his arms. Han Fei looked at the Blade of Hope and sighed slightly. “Go find her! Tell her that if I have another life, I won’t let her down…”

However, the Blades of Hope suddenly glowed. As the two knives slashed, Han Fei saw some pictures he had never seen before in the void.

In the picture, Ximen Linglan was bound by the Lock of Time, surrounded by a circle of mysterious strong masters. The master of the Time Temple seemed to be sitting at the forefront, and these people were judging Ximen Linglan.

When he saw Soul Release Awls penetrate Ximen Ling’s body one after another, and when he heard from this image that a Soul Release Awl could double the pain, infinite anger immediately arose in his heart.

“Ximen Linglan, the Seventh Lord of the Time Temple, stole the Chaotic Clock, killed a fellow Great Monarch, Ao Wutian, and secretly disrupted the 100,000-year plan of the Time Temple. Her crimes are unforgivable. She will have to stay in the River of Eternal Darkness for 100,000 years, suffering bone-burning pain every day and experiencing the pain of her soul being torn apart every day. Before the time is up, no one is allowed to plead for mercy…”

“F*ck…”

Roar!

Han Fei felt that his internal organs were burning, and his heart felt as if it had been hammered. An unprecedented anger struck his heart.

“Master of Time Temple, I’m going to chop you off…”