Chapter 813 - 813 14.89 Last Violet Star - Imperial Palace (6)

813 14.89 Last Violet Star – Imperial Palace (6)

Beyond the Mortal Realm...

Every living creature it went through would suddenly dry up as though its blood had been drained and flesh had been sucked out by a surge of crimson mist that was flying in this way. The two devils living within Jin Baihua, whose body had been temporarily taken over, kept him alive. He was barely alive after Chun Hongyun-Jun’s assaults caused him to lose both his right hand and his leg, but he managed to flee. He was aware of the reports of Chun Hongyun-Jun’s savagery. Regardless of their nationality or color, he kills his adversaries. He would murder someone as long as he believed they belonged to the other side, especially if they were not human.

A substantial, translucent wall constructed by the buildup of a strong qi separates the territory between the Human Realm and the Infernal Region. There is a condition that must be met in order for a certain mechanism to deactivate it. This barrier would continue to function if these conditions were not met for as long as the pillar of souls utilized to maintain it exists. The landscapes of human countries and hellish places are very different. The Infernal Regions can be thought of as hell if the Mortal world is a fertile area that permits life and qi to flourish on both earth and skies.

The dirt is all dark as if the entire area had been scorched until the ground was completely black. This black earth has never produced a single plant, not even a blade of grass, and there isn’t even water to keep the soil wet. The entire realm is heated and on fire since there is no clean running water; only boiling lava exists instead. Such an area is uninhabitable for the typical Mortal. a place devoid of vegetation and water. Currently, Jin Baihua was still in the realm of mortals, and to support his wounded frame, lush grass was growing underneath his body. Under the influence of Devil Fennu, who didn’t want his vessel to perish so easily, his blood slowly regenerates the missing portions of his severed limbs and continues to flow from his wounds. Only a human being is able to break the Realm barrier, which still stands. This is the only reason why Devil Fennu and Devil Shulan keep Jin Baihua alive.

Devil Fennu said to Jin Baihua, [Bear the pain. You would feel a thousand ants biting your flesh as it slowly regenerates. I’ve already tried my all to make sure you don’t become a cripple while your mission isn’t completed yet. It’s not like you have the blood of the Immortal Bloodline of the Xue Family. So just try your best to endure the pain and don’t die from shock due to it.]

[That Immortal Clan is born with a high tolerance for pain. Not only that, they underwent pain tolerance training while they were still young. Thankfully, you aren’t from that clan. The Xue Clan hated the Devil Race as they are considered the guardians of the Mortal Realm. That’s why they are the hardest to kill.] commented Devil Shulan.

The moans of anguish emanating from Jin Baihua’s mouth are ignored by the two demons as they carry on speaking. They have never given a consideration to his suffering or innermost feelings except from using him as one of their vessels since, for Devils like them, human beings are all but disposable. Jin Baihuan’s new limbs did not fully develop for a few hours. The entire time, he was screaming and dripping in cold perspiration. He tried bending his freshly developed limbs to see whether they had fully recovered. He is fortunate to know that his patience wasn’t in vain.

Jin Baihua sensed Chun Hongyun-Jun’s desire to murder him then and then, but he couldn’t figure out why he abruptly changed his mind. Hei Anjing suddenly grabbed the hand that was intended to terminate his life, but he wasn’t blind enough to miss the fact that he stopped the intention to murder coming from Chun Hongyun-Jun. The last thing he saw before his body was engulfed is that stunning immortal’s wicked smile as he amusedly observes him.

The former sect Master Jin Baihua shivered at the mere thought of Mo Bing Jingling-Jun’s sinister smile. His worry was mainly irrational, but Jin Baihua thinks a handsome creature wouldn’t even blink if he passed away in front of his eyes. His glittering eyes would remain chilly unless he was staring at his loved ones or the individuals he wanted to play with, the man mumbled, “It was as if he was watching his toy move about in a way he had to picture it.”

.....

[Brother Fennu, do you remember the tales about King Wuan of the Heavenly Realm when we’re talking about Silver Eyes? That infamous Punishment God. An immortal that both gods and demons fear and loathe. They said that the Demonic God had eyes that shone as dazzling as full moons.] Devil Shulan said.

[Stop talking about that man,] Devil Fennu retorted. [Do you wish to have bad luck and be discovered by him? It would be practically impossible for us to survive if we really saw him! Didn’t Jidu exactly perish because of that being? He is more vicious than the King of Devils.]

[I’ve been told that not even a trace of his soul is left. Only his clone was discovered. Both his true vessel and his entire soul were destroyed. Tsk! That was really terrifying,] said Devil Shulan. [Human, you still need to gather all the keys, regardless of your choice. You do realize you have the Crown Prince’s blood? The final two bloodlines are currently lacking. the clans’ Yun and Bai blood. One belongs to that Chun Hongyun-Jun’s family, and the other is the family of the person who killed Brother Jidu. Uwaa. Do you believe that we could possibly obtain their blood?]

Devil Shulan continues to tattle, [We don’t need to target Chun Hongyun-Jun directly. Didn’t he have an elder brother? The only love of your life but could never get it~ hahaha~]

Jin Baihua spoke, “You’re being so sarcastic lately, Shulan? You do know that I lose a bit of my rationality whenever I use the resentment qi from Fennu. Don’t be unreasonable, okay? Do you still want a vessel or not?”

[Tsk! It’s been years already and I still haven’t found a perfect vessel for me. You are even more useless when looking for it~] said Devil Shulan.

The Former Sect Master Jin says, “It’s quite hard to find a lazy being as a cultivator. You are being too picky as you ever wanted to have a good-looking vessel.”

Devil Fennu spoke, [Enough both of you! Focus on the mission at hand. As long as we destroy the barrier around the mortal realm you guys can do whatever you want afterward!]

Jin Baihua and Devil Shulan said, “Yes! [Okay, Brother!]”

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Back at the Imperial Palace...

Emperor Hong showed where they preserved the Fifth Prince’s frozen body. The body is being kept secure by the royal family even though Tanlan, the Devil of Greed, is now in possession of it and despite the body’s urge to become a living corpse. They couldn’t bear to part with the body because of their intense attachment to the previous owner. However, they instantly concurred when Hei Anjing made the promise to allow them to meet the soul of the Fifth Prince in return for destroying the vehicle meant to kill or capture the Devil Tanlan. They had to be brought to a place where they were entirely surrounded by a defensive formation. Instead of being a typical buried underground chamber beneath the Main Palace, the region prevents heat from entering and resembles an ice cellar.

Chun Hongyun-Jun and Mo Bing Jingling-Jun saw the effort made by the Imperial Family to maintain the frozen Fifth Prince’s status. Unfortunately, everything the royal family had done was merely a waste of money in the eyes of these two immortals. The Devil of Greed was imprisoned in ice, but it wasn’t just any ice. It is an Eternal Ice that can rarely be thawed by any fire except hellfire.

After being exposed to the hot sun in the middle of the day, the immortal ice wouldn’t even begin to melt.

The Human Emperor said, “We had kept him hidden here. Please see it yourself...”

“Please don’t use any Ice Crystal to keep this area at a temperature lower than normal. The ice I’ve used to capture this devil doesn’t even melt even if you attacked it with fire. It would only melt if I ask it to disappear or if my husband uses Hellfire to melt it,” advised Hei Anjing.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Emperor Hong responded, “Well~ we know but seeing ice one couldn’t help but worry about it melting.”

“Well~, that is also true,” said Hei Anjing as he suddenly looked at his husband, “A’Xia, should I kill it, or do you want to interrogate it?”

“I want to ask a few questions. Let’s keep it alive, baby” said Xia Jieye.

Hei Anjing nods in accord before calling forth his natal weapon. Its bearer is a few inches shorter than the scythe, which has a deep red color. The human emperor sensed the threat the weapon is now spewing as he saw the death scythe emerge out of nowhere in Mo Bing Jingling-Jun’s hand.

It appeared as though the scythe was watching everything around it and was pointing out everyone’s flaws. Emperor Hong felt compelled to flee in such a situation as if his gut told him the death scythe would strike his neck and sever it from its body.

Xia Jieye is a little taken aback upon seeing such a weapon, but his face is expressionless. He was familiar with the weapon. It was comparable to the one the tyrant used, but Sovereign Ruler Mo Baojun uses one that has an entirely different function. The tyrant’s scythe is only used to murder living things. On the other hand, the one in his wife’s hands violently pulls the soul from its vessel while it is still in pristine shape. In addition, it had the power to consume souls rather than destroy them; once a soul was consumed, it may utterly disintegrate and cease to exist for all eternity. Comparing the two death scythes, his wife’s weapon is much more dangerous than the one his uncle possessed.

Chun Hongyun-Jun asked, “Baby, is that scythe something you are born with?”

“Yes. But it wasn’t something I’ve created with my soul but something you had given to me from a forgotten timeline you might no longer remember,” said Hei Anjing with a meaningful smile on his lovely face.

Xia Jieye mumbled, “Something... I give it to you? Baby, can you lend your death scythe to me for a while?”

“Sure. Here you go,” said Hei Anjing as he give his weapon to his husband without fear.

Natal weapons are an aspect of one’s soul. With the qi of its owner, it may be repaired. The wielder would suffer and perhaps even do harm to their own soul if the natal weapon experienced backlash. Therefore, one wouldn’t often offer their natal weapon to others without thinking twice because losing it would severely damage their innermost soul.

The death scythe had pure energy that could only be utilized in the Abyss, according to Xia Jieye’s observation of his wife’s natal weapon. In other words, it was something he constructed with his own two hands and created this weapon in Abyss. But for some reason, he was unable to recall the occasion when he had constructed such a weapon. He gave his wife the scythe back and enquired,

“Baby, even though I think I remember everything that is supposed to be recorded in my memories, I don’t remember that scene where I created and gave this weapon to you. But I am sure that this is a weapon that I personally created and made using the energy of the Abyss itself. In short, your scythe itself can be used as a key to open a path to the abyss. Jing’er, am I missing a part of my memory, especially the memories when I’ve just recently been born in Abyss?” he asked.

Hei Anjing just allowed Xia Jieye to ask as many questions as he wanted without ever providing an answer. Instead, he simply smiled at him with soft eyes that carried numerous secrets that he wouldn’t dare to reveal.