Chapter 1648: Chapter 153: Time to Beg for Forgiveness!
"Hmm? Who? Who killed him? Absolutely audacious!"
The Ancient City Lord immediately became furious, releasing a chilling aura and murderous intent.
"Heavenly Mechanism Sect! Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son!"
The Blood Nether Saint Lord said every word slowly.
"Ah—"
The Ancient City Lord exclaimed, his eyes wide open. He stared intently at the Blood Nether Saint Lord and said, "Heavenly... Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son?"
He spoke, swallowing hard, incredibly flustered.
"Yes, it’s that little brat, we—"
The Blood Nether Saint Lord said each word deliberately.
But before he could finish, he was immediately interrupted by the Ancient City Lord.
"Blood Nether, we are brothers, right?"
"Of course!"
"Have I ever harmed you, my brother?"
"Naturally not! We have always been united, with no conflicts, never betrayed each other!"
"Then what I say, you must listen!"
"Please speak, brother!"
"Blood Nether, you join me to find the Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, and then—"
"Just kill him? That would be too easy for him!"
"No, we should kneel and beg for forgiveness."
"Ah—Brother, are you crazy?"
"I’m not crazy. Wait, let me show you a projection from the Mirror Soul Stone!"
...
Inside the Mirror Soul Stone, a young man, hands clasped behind his back, looked down on the world.
In front of him, sixteen Saint Lords bowed humbly, as if in worship.
Suddenly, the young man’s expression changed, and an invisible wave of soul energy surged forward.
"Puff, puff, puff—"
All sixteen Saint Lords at the scene were nearly slaughtered instantly.
In that moment, thirteen Saint Lords out of the sixteen were all kneeling on the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices.
Though no specific soul changes were shown, the Blood Nether Saint Lord felt a chill run through him.
Even just by watching this scene, his soul trembled as if struck by lightning, aggravating his already existing soul loss, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Puff—"
A mist of blood sprayed out, almost severing his connection with his brother, the Ancient City Lord.
"This—"
The Blood Nether Saint Lord was utterly shocked, his eyes almost popping out.
"Brother, it’s because of you that I’m risking getting killed, thick-faced, leading you to apologize. If it were any other Saint Lords? Ha, would I say anything? I’d wish they offered themselves up to die!"
"Brother, this Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son is very likely the return of a Saint Ancestor level figure. However, why he returned, no one knows, but currently, the world is bound to fall into chaos!"
"Alas, for us, it’s not that we’re afraid of dying or being humiliated, but if we truly offend such a Saint Ancestor, death probably becomes the most joyous end."
"Such a person could destroy a world in a single thought without the slightest emotional ripple. Great legacies and inheritances, others could annihilate with a single breath, how could we compete?"
"We, at best, are Saint Lords, but unpleasantly, in the eyes of strong ones like a Saint Ancestor, we don’t even qualify as ants. These people study rule and law transformations, soul extraction, and cultivation methods that could make life worse than death, unbearable suffering, wanting life but unable to live, wanting death but unable to die!"
"This is not an exaggeration, we sixteen Saint Lords were previously lured into the Path of Heavenly Mechanism by that Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, all instantly slaughtered by a single move!"
"Blood Nether, in terms of strength, I am definitely stronger than you. So, will you go or not?"
The Ancient City Lord sighed and spoke.
Blood Nether was deeply skeptical of such a terrifying scene, yet he couldn’t deny its existence.
Because the dreadful scene presented by the Mirror Soul Stone was vividly clear.
And among those other fifteen Saint Lords in the scene, Blood Nether was very familiar with them.
"Go, go."
At this moment, Blood Nether seemed to have aged ten years, all his arrogance shattered.
He knew he had to plead for forgiveness.
Based on the youth’s demeanor, it was all true.
Moreover, this matter had nothing to do with the Ancient City Lord, but precisely because they were brothers, he helped to intervene, obviously to plead on his behalf.
"Blood Nether, don’t be disheartened. We have been through quite a journey, bowing before many strong foes, oppressed and bullied countless times, yet now we have become Saint Lords because there are no stronger ones, we’ve become numb, losing our fighting spirit. Perhaps things might improve now."
The Ancient City Lord sighed once more and spoke further about the Thirty-Three Heavenly Roads of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.
Xue Ming’s gaze sharpened, feeling immensely shocked, saying: "Is this Heavenly Road truly so mystical?"
"Indeed, disciples from our sect have already ventured into it, and I’ve tested it several times myself, it’s indeed unimaginable! Only thus, I am even more certain that the Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son is a Saint Ancestor level Old Monster."
"This..."
"Blood Nether Saint Son is dead, so be it. For the sake of a dead person, it’s truly not worth confronting such a Saint Ancestor level formidable foe, Ancient City brother, I’ll join you, yet this time I’m dragging you down!"
"Between brothers, saying such things is unnecessary."
...
Bishui Sword Sect.
The Blood Nether Saint Son and a series of black-cloaked cultivators were all dead.
The scene returned to tranquility.
Just then, a seductive woman with a charming face flew in with a cold expression, shouting angrily: "What wild youngster dared to intrude upon my Bishui Sword Sect and even slew the Blood Nether Saint Son of the Blood Nether Sacred Land? Disciples, capture this villain, and when the Blood Nether Sacred Land people arrive, we can give an explanation!"
"Ah—"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xuexun and the numerous girls around her gasped in shock, looking at the seductive woman in disbelief.
"What? Not even obeying the Elder’s words? This villain dared to slay the Blood Nether Saint Son who was friendly with our Bishui Sword Sect, it’s absolutely outrageous!"
"Elder, the Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son originally stood up for our sect, yet now you fear the Blood Nether Sacred Land’s retaliation, attempting to shift all the blame to the Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, such actions are simply—"
"Silence! This person slew the Blood Nether Sacred Land members, and this Elder has already recorded it with the Mirror Soul Stone! You dare to deny it? Traitors, from this moment on, anyone daring to side with this villain will be expelled from Bishui Sword Sect!"
The seductive woman spoke even more coldly.
At this moment, not to mention Zhao Xuexun, even those female disciples who were with her were extremely angry.
That kind of fury pushed them to the utmost anger, yet also gave birth to a profound sense of sorrow.
"Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, we’re sorry, we have wronged you!"
"Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, we apologize to you."
"Heavenly Mechanism Saint Son, we are sorry."
...
Many young girls now were tearful, with voices choked with sobs as they spoke to Zhou Yan.
Their eyes expressed tenderness, unwillingness, anger, helplessness, guilt, and a complex array of emotions intertwined completely.
