After leaving Time City, Su Zihua looked towards the figure in the sky above the Nine Heavens of the Bitter Realm. It was truly unexpected.
He had managed to change his destiny on his own.
What kind of powerful ambition was this? It was truly impressive.
“I hope you can handle the affairs of the two realms well, and it’s best not to have any conflicts,” he said.
Su Zihua’s greatest wish was this. He prayed helplessly, hoping everything would come true.
As long as it could be achieved, everything would be good. He believed that no one wanted to cause trouble.
At this moment, Mu Shen was still absorbing the Three Yangs' powers, vigorously refining his body and soul, obtaining a vast foundation.
He was delighted, but some people were not.
That was the Hemoku Clan.
Mofuro and the others were furious. If there was no Three Yangs power, their own abilities would be greatly reduced.
“Damn it, what’s going on?”
“I don’t know. There must have been a problem on the side of Tianjiang or Senyu. Otherwise…”
As the Hemoku Clan knew their origins, they knew that only if those two sides had problems would they be affected.
Moreover, their autonomy was not great. They were most influenced by Tianjiang and Senyu.
No matter which side had problems, they would be affected. They were basically the grandson of the grandson.
It wasn’t that they were unwilling, but they were truly powerless.
“Now, neither Gu Yao nor Black Moon are under our control. And even one of them alone is useless. We need the three Yangs united to be effective. That’s obviously impossible.”
“That’s true. But the biggest pressure right now comes from the rulers of these two realms. They’re not easy to deal with.”
The Hemoku Clan naturally understood the power of the two realms' rulers. They were not fools, so they wouldn't foolishly rush in.
“We can’t ignore this matter, otherwise…”
They pondered this way and that, but they were at a loss.
As for their desire to create the Eternal Heavenly Sun, it wasn't a simple matter.
But their dream was this, and they would never give up. It seemed crazy, but it was also for survival.
They also wanted to live under the sun. Why couldn’t they?
Their madness could be understood. For survival, they could try anything, whether it was body modification or creating external objects. They just needed to be able to do it.
But unfortunately, they were destined to fail, but there was also a chance of success.
If it was in line with reality, maybe there was a chance. If it wasn’t, then there was no chance.
“Forget it, let's talk about this later. For now, we should adapt first.”
“That’s right.”
The Hemoku Clan had their own ambitions, but to achieve them, frankly, it wasn’t easy.
At this moment, the King of Hell walked weakly forward, and along the way, he encountered Tian Luozi.
His desire surged within him. For strength, for the restoration of his fighting power, he could no longer care.
Upon seeing the King of Hell, Tian Luozi felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't help but understand.
“This is fate. I understand.”
Tian Luozi saw the greed and desire in the King of Hell’s eyes. He had nothing else in life.
The King of Hell watched him without moving. He tentatively stepped forward and suddenly grabbed Tian Luozi.
“You’ve delivered yourself to me. You were always part of my body. Now, you must return.”
Tian Luozi remained silent, staring calmly at the King of Hell, as if looking at a dead person.
The King of Hell didn’t care about anything else. He directly began to devour Tian Luozi, intending to eat him alive.
Xuan Tong saw all this from afar, and a chill ran through his body.
“How is this possible? Why? Why…”
There was no answer, no truth to be given. It was like this. Why? He truly didn't know.
All these threats were irresistible desires. It was truly impossible to resist the horror of it all.
For strength, for the ability to keep himself alive, he directly devoured his own son.
Xuan Tong watched, truly unable to believe it.
Tian Luozi was eaten silently, without a sound. The King of Hell stood up, laughing wildly. Not only were his injuries healed, but his strength was restored. But what he had lost could never be regained.
“Mu Shen, you wait. I will destroy everything. You want the Three Yangs united? Impossible.”
The King of Hell looked around, then quickly went towards Mount Xiao.
He clearly wanted to stop Mu Shen from becoming stronger and quickly deal with the Black Moon matter.
However, he didn’t know that Mu Shen had the blessing of the Tenfold Cultivation Return System. With the fortune of a great cycle, he had absorbed an immense amount of Three Yangs power. It wasn’t a simple matter of time. There was no Three Yangs power left in the entire Bitter Realm.
Therefore, he had no idea what Mu Shen had gained. It was no longer possible to lower Mu Shen's strength by simply bringing him into contact with the Three Yangs united.
Once he obtained the power of creation, he could naturally develop his own power of creation.
Don't forget that he already had the Primal Creation Sphere. It was enough to absorb more Three Yangs creation power.
The vast vitality and boundless creation power would provide a tremendous boost to the Primal Creation Sphere, and it was inexhaustible.
It’s just that the King of Hell didn’t know. This period of time, though seemingly short, was like a period that spanned many long years.
So all his haste would be meaningless.
Xuan Tong watched, but this time he didn’t chase after him. Instead, he looked at Tian Luozi’s remaining clothes.
“Alas.”
He found a place and built a tomb of clothes. He stood there silently, his face seemingly full of bitterness.
Was this the family he had always wanted?
No. It was a distorted family. If he could, the King of Hell would never show any mercy. This was the so-called father-son love.
“Haha, the distorted everything, no longer exists, no longer exists.”
Xuan Tong’s heart was filled with sorrow. He couldn't forgive such a King of Hell. Although he didn’t know why Tian Luozi willingly agreed to this method, he didn’t approve.
He absolutely wouldn’t.
“Is this the cruel Senyu King of Hell? I was too naive. That’s right. I’ve always been on the King of Hell’s death list.”
Xuan Tong’s heart, his soul, was suffocated and stagnant. He couldn't think, he couldn’t speak, only silence remained.
The future world would always have to be described with helpless tragedy. A good beginning, already broken. A bird with broken wings, destined to die prematurely.
He turned around, taking one step, two steps, three steps.
The tomb of clothes he left behind was swaying in the wind and rain, seemingly telling the story of a bitter life, a tragic life. All this fate was truly bitter. Even death was so painful.
Xuan Tong’s heart could not calm down. He couldn’t soothe himself. He allowed the wind and rain to blow on him, the sun and rain to shower on him.
He didn’t know where he was going, nor where he was headed. He only felt that everywhere was difficult, a series of disasters.
This was a situation that was very difficult to understand. It was a place where no one could cry. He could only bear it alone, take on the responsibility alone. He walked aimlessly, towards a path without direction.