Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 1564 Gu Ming's Consciousness

But that's not enough, far from enough.

"Lu Chen!" Fang Xinyi's voice came from behind.

Lu Chen turned around and saw Fang Xinyi supporting herself on Nezha's shoulder, struggling to walk towards him. With each step she took, a pool of blood was left on the ground.

"Are you crazy!" Lu Chen hissed. "Go back now!"

Fang Xinyi did not stop.

She walked to Lu Chen's side, knelt down, and reached out to hold Lu Chen's hand.

Her hands were cold, but at this moment, warmth came from them.

“You promised to come back alive,” she said softly. “So, I promised to go with you.”

Lu Chen was stunned. Nezha walked over from behind.

Nezha grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth: "What I hate most in this life is waiting for people. If we die, we die together; if we live, we live together."

Lu Chen looked at them, his throat feeling like it was blocked by something.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.

Fang Xinyi gripped his hand tightly.

"Together."

Just then, the shadow in the center of the altar suddenly trembled violently!

The old man with the hooked nose's expression changed: "What's going on?!"

From the shadows, an aged voice echoed eerily:

"You...do you really...think...that I would willingly...be your...tool?"

That was the voice of Hades!

The old man with the hooked nose's pupils shrank sharply: "No! Impossible! You should have completely vanished!"

"Dissipate?" The shadow chuckled low. "I...died once in ancient times...so why would I...care...to die again..."

The moment the words left his mouth, the shadow suddenly expanded! It devoured the eight streams of blood sacrifice power!

All eight people screamed in agony as their bodies visibly withered and decayed!

"This is the moment I've been waiting for..."

In the shadows, the phantom of Hades slowly emerged.

But this time, there was no madness in its eyes, only a kind of peace that was almost liberating.

It looked at Lu Chen, its lips moving.

There was no sound, but Lu Chen understood its lip movements:

"Let's do it."

The spatial barrier shattered at that moment!

The moment the spatial barrier shattered, a violent energy storm swept across the heavens and earth!

The screams of those eight Dao Integration Realm experts still echoed as their bodies turned to ashes, their existence completely erased by the blood sacrifice power devoured by the Netherworld.

Lu Chen stood up, supporting himself with his sword, staring intently at the rapidly expanding shadow in the center of the altar.

The phantom of the ancient being loomed in and out of the shadows. It was no longer mad, no longer ferocious; an indescribable tranquility appeared on its blurred face.

"Make your move..." its voice was hoarse, as if it had used up its last strength, "while I... can still suppress it..."

The "it" it refers to is the "incarnation of evil" that is taking shape!

Lu Chen understood instantly.

The Netherworld was never controlled by those eight Dao Integration Realm cultivators. From the very beginning, it was waiting—waiting for these people to awaken it with the power of blood sacrifice, waiting for them to lower their guard, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate.

It is using its last bit of willpower to suppress the formation of the "embodiment of evil"!

"Quickly..." The phantom of Hades began to crumble, "I... can't hold on much longer..."

Fang Xinyi leaned on Lu Chen's shoulder and struggled to her feet. She looked at the shadow in the center of the altar, at the culprit who had destroyed her clan, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Why?" she asked, puzzled.

The phantom of Hades trembled slightly.

“Why…” it murmured repeatedly, then laughed.

That smile was desolate, weary, and filled with endless self-mockery.

"Because...I've remembered..."

"Remembering myself...who am I..."

Its phantom began to disintegrate even faster, with large fragments falling off and dissipating into specks of light.

“I… was once the guardian of the Moon Clan… and her… brother…”

Fang Xinyi trembled all over.

Moon Clan? Elder Brother?

Minggu... was he a member of the Moon Clan?!

"The ancient war... I was corrupted by the 'Avatar of Evil'... I destroyed everything with my own hands... I killed her... I killed all my people..." Hades' voice grew weaker and weaker, "But just now... the power of those blood sacrifices... awakened my dormant memories..."

It raised its head and looked at Fang Xinyi.

Those eyes, once filled with madness and destruction, now held only endless weariness and... relief.

"Child...the last bloodline of the Moon Clan...live well..."

"Live well for me... for those of my people who died at my hands..."

The phantom completely disintegrated.

But in the final moment of its collapse, it used its last bit of strength to suddenly contract inward!

The "embodiment of evil" that was taking shape was forcibly suppressed, compressed, and solidified by this force!

Finally, it transformed into a fist-sized, jet-black crystal, suspended in mid-air.

Within the crystal, one can vaguely see countless distorted faces struggling and wailing.

Those were the resentments of countless beings devoured by the "embodiment of evil".

It was also Hades' last "gift".

Lu Chen reached out and caught the crystal.

It felt icy cold to the touch, yet there was no sense of corrosion. With his last breath, Hades left a seal on the surface of the crystal.

"It...forged its remaining will into a seal." Fang Xinyi's voice was hoarse. "It used its last 'existence' to temporarily render this 'incarnation of evil' harmless."

Nezha remained silent.

He looked at the crystal, at the completely vanished phantom of the underworld, and for the first time, he didn't utter a curse.

Fang Xinyi knelt on the ground, tears silently streaming down her face.

Whether it was for the ancient past, for her people, or for that "awakening" that came billions of years late, she herself didn't know.

Lu Chen carefully put the crystal away and turned to look into the depths of the abyss.

There, the crimson pillar of light had dissipated, and the deathly aura was slowly receding. But the rift connecting to the depths of the Heavenly Abyss remained, and the churning chaotic matter below could be vaguely seen.

“The primordial, deathly essence deep within the abyss has been stirred up,” he said. “Although it hasn’t fully awakened ‘Eclipse,’ it has already been contaminated. If left unchecked, it will inevitably lead to disaster sooner or later.”

"What should we do?" Nezha asked.

Lu Chen remained silent for a moment, then took out the broken sword from his robes—Lao Tzu's "Severing Thoughts".

The sword was pitch black and covered with nicks, but at this moment it trembled slightly and emitted a low hum.

"As the senior said, this sword can slay inner demons and shatter illusions," Lu Chen said. "The pollution of the Deathly Origin is essentially a kind of 'inner demon'—a collection of the resentment of countless powerful beings who have fallen here throughout countless eras."

He looked at the chasm between heaven and earth.

"If we can use this sword to sever the connection between those resentments and their origin, perhaps we can purify the pollution."

"Are you crazy?" Nezha frowned. "Are you going down there to die like this?"

"Not necessarily." Lu Chen shook his head. "The final will of Hades inspired me. Some things can be done not only with power."

He looked at Fang Xinyi.

Fang Xinyi had wiped away her tears and stood up. The crescent moon mark on her forehead, which had almost disappeared, reappeared, emitting a faint silver light.

That was the resonance of the Moon Clan's bloodline.

“I’ll go with you,” she said.

"you……"

“What Minggu said at the end wasn’t just for me.” Fang Xinyi’s voice was calm. “‘Live well’ doesn’t mean hiding in the background, but facing what you should face.”

She took Lu Chen's hand.

"Moreover, the Moon Clan's bloodline has a natural purifying power against resentment. I can help you."

Lu Chen looked at her and finally nodded.

“The three of us will go.” Nezha stepped forward. “Don’t even think about leaving me behind.”

Lu Chen looked at them, his throat tightening, and finally just nodded forcefully.

The four turned around, facing the chasm between heaven and earth...