Chapter 2560: Journey's End

In the heavy rain of Linzi City, the rain fell so hard that Bao Xuanjing’s heart was troubled and chaotic.

Speaking of which, humans are truly fragile.

He always inevitably thought of his grandfather, who spent his entire life in the rain.

He was also inevitably sad.

After realizing Heaven’s will was unfavorable, he had already done everything he could, and his grandfather had also done everything he could. Now they could only wait for the result.

Becoming a True Person gave him new possibilities, but it also made him so weak.

"Oh dear, oh dear." A voice suddenly sounded from outside the door: "What are you going to do?"

The voice approached: "Even if you escape from the state of Qi now, flee to the ends of the earth, it will only futilely arouse suspicion, and you will soon be searched for and caught back. What will you do? Pray that your grandfather, who was born in the Column Soldier Affairs Hall and died in the Martyrs Temple, will indeed help you clear away all suspicion?"

Bao Xuanjing leaped down from the chair, walked forward, and expressionlessly pulled open the door.

He saw Bao Weihong’s attendant — a household servant from the Yingyong Earl’s mansion — standing there in a humble posture, yet his tone was condescending mockery.

"Seven Hates." Bao Xuanjing's eyes were complex: "Now I should not call you Demon Monarch."

Bao Zhong, the head steward of the Yingyong Earl Bao Heng’s mansion, was once the Shocking Demon of the [Bitter Sea Eternal Sinking Desire Demon Skill]!

Later, Jiang Wang sent a letter, and Shuofang Earl Bao Yi personally tied him up, sent him to Bitter Sea Cliff, handed him over to Jiang Wang, and a wisp of his demon intent was refined back.

And before that, Bao Zhong often went back and forth to Shuofang Earl’s mansion, and got along extremely well with Bao Xuanjing, often taking him out to play.

Shocking Demon was not a good thing, and where was Bao Xuanjing an obedient child?

That they could play together was because White Bone had connected with Seven Hates early on.

Shocking Demon intended to contaminate the young master of the Bao family, and Bao Xuanjing also wanted to chew on a bit of the ultimate emotion demon intent... It could be said they hit it off immediately.

Finally, White Bone encountered Seven Hates Demon Monarch, which could also be considered getting to know each other through fighting.

Only that time's White Bone was still confident in walking the broad road of transcendence, while that time's Seven Hates Demon Monarch was still trapped by the fate of the eight great demon skills, even more confined than him in the underworld world, almost unable to see the future.

Now he had not set out far on this road, but Seven Hates had already crossed the finish line and stepped into transcendence.

Life's scenery is truly changeable and unpredictable!

"Young master!" Bao Weihong's attendant knelt down, his voice earnest and sad: "Begging you to save my family’s young master! He is in the North Yamen prison, still not knowing how he is suffering!"

The same person, his plea for help as Bao Weihong's attendant and his mockery as Seven Hates, were happening simultaneously.

Seven Hates was not possessing this person, but merely borrowing one aspect of him for this period of time. Precisely because of this, it was so traceless.

Bao Xuanjing helped him up: "Rest assured, nothing will happen."

"Really nothing will happen?" Bao Weihong's attendant lifted his head: "Are you sure Shuofang Earl has buried everything?"

Bao Xuanjing just looked at him: "Are you on Ksitigarbha’s side?"

"Matters between you are unrelated to me. I neither interfered with Him against you, nor did I inform Him of your situation." The attendant said: "I believe fate will leave the better one to be my eternal friend."

"I can still be eternal?" Bao Xuanjing asked.

"I believe you have an eternal and unwavering will, so there is no need to pretend to be dejected in front of me." The attendant smiled: "No matter how much you show me weakness, I still dare not underestimate you!"

"Alright, then I am still alive now." Bao Xuanjing said.

"Ksitigarbha is also not dead yet." The attendant laughed.

Bao Xuanjing did not laugh: "You just said—my situation?"

The attendant did not speak, but just lifted his hand.

In that rough hand, some simple thoughts were floating and sinking.

Those were some residual thoughts of Shuofang Earl Bao Yi before his death—

"True Monarch Jiang says his life and death arch-enemy... the last clue, is hidden in that family inn."

"Little Xuanjing suddenly mentioned Ba mansion immortal palace, mentioned Tian Anping."

"Miao Rutai as a member of the Miao family, and so smoothly found Guanlan Inn. And inside the Tian character three number guest room of Guanlan, intricate and complex people from all walks of life..."

"Bo Zhao, Zhong Qing... my father... my Bao family..."

It was precisely these fragmented and inconclusive thoughts, which did not constitute complete thinking, that repeatedly dimmed Bao Xuanjing’s expression.

Bao Xuanjing loosened his hand and slowly squatted down.

The young master and the tall attendant just like this were separated by the doorstep, facing each other across the doorstep.

"How will you help me? My friend." Bao Xuanjing asked: "What can I help you with?"

The tall attendant knelt there, his hands supporting the ground, humbly lowering his head: "How I will help you, you will soon see. As for now, please arrange for me a person whose origin cannot be traced by anyone. I want to make a trip to the Heavenly Prison and see my old friend."

"Tian Anping is certainly dead, unless a transcendent person comes to save him, and the emperor is not in the territory." Bowang Marquis rarely stood, his hand grasping the swing rope, swaying slowly.

Although it was raining in the sky, the raindrops did not fall into the courtyard.

Technique methods wove a transparent sky curtain, carrying the color of tonight's rain, hanging palace lamps brighter than stars, interweaving rainbow glory. Big-bellied Yi Fourteen sat on the swing.

She did not care whether Tian Anping was dead or not.

She just heard that the child in her womb was already beginning to listen to the world.

Talking about fighting and killing in front of the child... was not proper.

"Qing Zhuan." Bowang Marquis again instructed: "You personally make a trip to the state of Chu and see who is in charge of Zhanghua Terrace. Just say that they should pay the remuneration below, and don't ask this Marquis to take it himself. This Marquis is fat and big, one move consumes a lot, only an exorbitant price can compensate."

Now, as the commander of the shadow guards, Qing Zhuan was also long accustomed to the Marquis's difficult-to-understand commands, and only asked: "Specifically what remuneration? Subordinate is afraid of taking the wrong one."

"I heard that inside Fallen Immortal Forest, Nameless was killed, and the hundred classics were seized, becoming a grand spectacle." Chongxuan Sheng casually said: "Among them is a part of the [Tactics Book] of the ancient soldier saint Kuang Huang—this Marquis's child is about to be born, a military family descendant, cannot not understand military strategy. If I can use this book for his enlightenment, this Marquis will be very happy."

Fourteen did not feel that fighting and killing had any problem at this point, only saying: "Our child can't only understand military strategy, right? Wasn't it a hundred classics seized? Are there no others?"

Chongxuan Sheng laughed dumbly: "That depends on the sincerity of the Chu people!"

To Qing Zhuan he said: "Repeat your wife's original words as well. See if they have this intention!"

Qing Zhuan secretly smacked his tongue. He didn't know what the Marquis had done to actually be able to make such a request to the state of Chu! At present, he bowed and retreated, hiding into the night.

"They can really give it?" Fourteen couldn't help but ask.

"One [Tactics Book] is fair, adding something is generous." Chongxuan Sheng laughed: "But asking Qing Zhuan to say one more sentence is not a loss, opening with a sky-high price, bargaining from the ground down, right?"

Chongxuan Sheng slowly swung the swing with one hand, while his other fat hand spread open, his eyes sweeping over, slightly and imperceptibly stunned for a moment—

There was originally an immortal thought there, carrying all the thoughts related to Guanlan Tian character three and the descent body of White Bone Zun Shen before Jiang Wang participated in the Nameless battle.

But now it was gone.

He also forgot about this matter and grasped the swing rope with both hands. It was as if the hand that was spread open was originally just for a tighter grip.

The story had already changed—that immortal thought, when flying away from the East Sea, accidentally became involved in Tianlan, unable to fly into Linzi.

While Chongxuan Sheng’s intelligence and subsequent analysis regarding Guanlan Tian character three all came from the official intelligence of the state of Qi, this then led to a tacit understanding and transaction with Zhuge Yi Xian.

Everything else remained unchanged, only the clue about White Bone was lost.

There was a power beyond imagination that wiped away White Bone's traces from this part of the story.

"What a heavy rain!" Chongxuan Sheng looked at the sky and said.

Leaving the Shuofang Earl’s mansion and entering the Heavenly Prison, Seven Hates was walking with Tian Anping in the rain.

Lou Yue was also accompanying them.

The deep sea of the Heavenly Way embraced this world so vast, like a mother, instinctively caring for her children.

The sun and moon were in decline, the four seasons were out of order, and Seven Hates carried people across the sea, yet it was like walking on flat ground.

In the human world, there were of course still shadows of Lou Yue and Tian Anping, but they were no longer real existences. If anyone tried to capture them, they would find their traces empty.

At this time, the sky and sea howled endlessly, and angry waves rose and fell.

Transcendent-level heavenly people were fighting in the sky and sea!

Seven Hates just silently borrowed the path, and the three shadows submerged in the bottom of the sea.

At a certain moment, a dragon chant suddenly sounded—

"I have come here now to ask the heavens whether there are immortals?!"

Lou Yue and Tian Anping simultaneously turned their heads to look, only to see a vague immortal form driving an immortal palace, covered with a golden heavenly aspect, noble beyond words! Two dragon whiskers floated in the sky and sea, generously spreading their perception and immortal power. The dragon chant was long and resonant, asking about the traces of immortals.

And then the sky and sea echoed.

And then a stone person rose.

And then the bottom of this sky and sea actually clearly cracked!

Crack crack crack crack!

Inside the rapidly spreading endless cracks, there was another sound like a sword chant and a dragon chant in response.

At the same time, Ksitigarbha's booming voice sounded—

"Dan Tai Wenshu!"

It was Ksitigarbha who was currently fighting the Wuzui heavenly person.

Seven Hates's voice also sounded in Tian Anping's ear at the same moment: "Look at Jiang Wang—he exhausted all he could do, he originally already grasped the possibility, had an opportunity here to change the battle situation, but in a situation he himself didn't even know, the opportunity was lost. Tian Anping, you said you were obsessed with power, power is just in the midst of it."

Saying this, He lifted His hand and just remotely wiped—

That vague extraordinary immortal dragon dharma form, then like a poked bubble, disappeared into the air. Only scattered immortal glory remained, sinking like sand into the sea, falling into the ground crack deep in that sky and sea.

The immortal form driven cloud-top immortal palace, its magnificent light completely collected, turned into a small side, spinning like a seal stamp, instantly penetrating the waves of the sky and sea, returning by itself to a distant place.

Jiang Wang, who had killed Tian Anping in the East Sea without any power to fight back, was in front of the proven transcendent Seven Hates just a pitiful person futilely manipulated by fate, who didn't even fundamentally know what had happened.

Tian Anping lifted his eyes to look into the distance, following the line of sight, his fingers slightly twitching.

Seven Hates glanced at him: "Do you want his immortal palace? Better not."

Tian Anping retracted his line of sight, looking at the bottomless sky-sea ground crack, as if thinking: "What secret is hidden here?"

Seven Hates smiled: "There's a guy sleeping here, we'd best not disturb him. Don't ask me who this guy is, you'll know one day. Before that, don't be too curious, your curiosity will kill you here."

Tian Anping then truly no longer looked at the ground crack, but lifted his eyes to gaze into the distance, his tone inexplicable: "Since you wiped away his immortal form, why not conveniently wipe him away?"

"Helping Ksitigarbha is fine, but to jump into the sea with Ksitigarbha, I don't have that awareness yet." Seven Hates said: "At Jiang Wang's current level, killing him might not be a convenient matter, especially in the sky and sea. Once I really get involved in the sky and sea battlefield, Huang Wei Zhen will not let me go. At that time, I will have to live and die with Ksitigarbha. That's not a good choice."

"He was born a transcendent, while my transcendence has just begun!"

Saying this, he looked at Tian Anping: "Do you hope I act to kill him? Or do you just want to understand me more through this question?"

"Killing Jiang Wang is indeed an extremely interesting thing. If I borrow a hand from you, then it will be completely no fun. I have no gain whatsoever, thus he loses the meaning of death." Tian Anping said without emotion: "You already knew my answer before asking, and still patiently gave me a response. You understand me very well, and at the same time seem very willing to be understood by me."

"Look." Seven Hates turned his head and glanced at Lou Yue, who was silently proceeding beside him: "How remarkably sharp!"

Lou Yue did not comment.

Seven Hates then asked: "Hate Demon Monarch, why haven't you said a word along this road?"

Lou Yue only said: "Do you think Ksitigarbha will lose?"

Seven Hates quietly glanced at the fiercely fighting battlefield in the center of the sky and sea: "I hope He can win, but it's just hope."

"Are you not planning to do something?" Lou Yue said: "I mean, the longer Ksitigarbha persists, the more the human race consumes. This is a long-term benefit for our demon world."

"How could you think I'm really just watching a play?"

Seven Hates shook his head and laughed: "Under the condition of guaranteeing my own safety, I have already done everything I can. I have even made some... not so safe efforts."

He stirred his hand: "Now may not be the time for the demon tide to sweep the human world. The demon race is too weak, the demon world has nothing, and I am also having difficulty here."

"Haha!" Lou Yue suddenly laughed twice: "Sounds like I made not too smart a choice."

"You are just too in pain." Seven Hates said.

"Maybe." Lou Yue said indifferently: "My feeling is still good now."

Seven Hates said again: "Covering World Demon Canon, not many positions left. [Exterminate Emotion Absolute Desire Blood Demon Skill] is sealed by fate, there's no need to think about it again in a short time. The remaining are [Rite Collapse Music Bad Saint Demon Skill] and [Ten Thousand Worlds Have Defect Immortal Demon Skill]. Tian Anping, which one do you want to choose?"

"You found me not just because of the Ba mansion immortal palace?" Tian Anping said: "Besides the immortal demon skill, I could have other choices?"

"Talking to a too smart person always kills interest." Seven Hates shook his head and continued walking forward: "But I still want to say, sometimes the best choice is not necessarily the choice you want to make. There is nothing in the Ten Thousand Worlds Wild Tomb, but I give you infinite freedom."

Tian Anping said: "Having nothing is equivalent to not being free in anything."

"There are demons!" Seven Hates laughed strangely: "All demons, you can use them however you want, research them however you want. Even including other demon monarchs, as long as you have the ability."

Tian Anping looked at Him.

Seven Hates laughed: "Including me too."

Tian Anping did not speak. Researching Seven Hates, using Seven Hates... that was still too distant at present.

The rules of the Ten Thousand Worlds Wild Tomb were indeed primitive and naked. This had its pros and cons. The good thing was that he could save more energy. The bad thing was that he couldn't eat the bonus of breaking the rules. Because there were simply no rules to speak of here.

Tian Anping's gaze inadvertently fell on Lou Yue.

"Look again, and I'll kill you." Lou Yue said without looking back.

"Don't cause internal strife, oh!" Seven Hates burst into laughter.

The three shadows deep in the sky and sea just walked away like this, sticking to the edge of the battlefield.

In the distance, Ksitigarbha fought Wenshu, stirring the sky and sea turbulent.

At a certain moment, Seven Hates suddenly turned back to look.

The golden Kunpeng heavenly state was still rolling in the terrifying waves, and Jiang Wang, who was unaware of the effort that had been wiped away, was still continuing his effort—just driving the heavenly state, rapidly swimming towards the area outside the battlefield of the two transcendent heavenly people. He was swimming and flapping at the same time.

Such a majestic heavenly state, compared to the entire sky and sea, compared to Wenshu and Ksitigarbha who were just fighting, was again so small.

Such shaking of the head and tail, trying to stir the sea tide, was perhaps fundamentally unimportant for this battle.

But he was still trying.

"Futile ah—"

Seven Hates inexplicably sighed: "Futile!"