Chapter 985: Chapter 856: A Heart of Sincerity (Part 3)
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"Something’s not right..."
Not everyone knew about Hu Ma entering the Netherworld Palace, nor did everyone know that he had already abandoned his human life to block the Netherworld Palace.
However, the surging Purple Qi flowing into the human world could not be ignored by anyone.
With that boundless Purple Qi, it swept mightily in all directions. Suddenly, the world became heavier, the soil more fertile; once seeds were planted, a bountiful harvest was guaranteed.
The mountains and fields, the verdant slopes, were full of vitality everywhere. Perhaps this would only be visible by autumn harvest, but another obvious change already amazed people.
Everywhere, countless Wild Black Tai Sui were at that moment turning white in flesh.
The Black Tai Sui transformed into White Tai Sui, becoming edible rather than toxic.
Many who were destined to die of starvation found sustenance with these White Tai Sui, allowing them to survive.
The timing of the Purple Qi entering the human world was chosen so well.
If there had been this Purple Qi and a way to survive earlier, the people of this world might not have had the motivation to start this massacre.
But the gathering of Purple Qi brought more than just these changes; the overflowing army, with flourishing fortune, became invincible, even pressing down more firmly on the pond gods restraining the disasters of the thirty-six caves, preventing them from emerging.
Purple Qi nourishes all things; its effects are subtle, but the Purple Qi is too great for others not to notice.
"What is that kid doing?"
At Menghu Pass, Er Guotou, equipped with the Demon Suppression Golden Mace borrowed from Hu Ma, slew the impostor gods of the world, restoring them to the people.
Initially excited, he suddenly perceived that something was amiss.
Throughout the world, those reincarnators who hadn’t found a good path out and the experts in various Paths who chose the right direction and survived this massacre also felt the terrifying surge of Purple Qi return to the human world.
With this Purple Qi, how much more did the weight of the world increase?
So, while they initiated this massacre, did someone else do something different?
They didn’t know what was happening inside the Netherworld, but surely someone capable enough could calculate, observe, or inquire.
Thus, in ignorance before, when they realized what was occurring alongside the massacre, unknown to others, they were suddenly shocked to the core.
The impact of this revelation was no less than being struck by lightning!
"The Hu Family descendants reclaimed the Purple Qi of the Eight Palaces, and... willingly severed the Hu Family bloodline, standing against the Emperor Ghost of the Netherworld Palace?"
This ruthless decisiveness was momentarily incomprehensible to those within the various Paths of the world.
An unbidden fear and awe emerged, and the ten ancestral families who wisely conceded and turned around secretly breathed a sigh of relief:
Fortunate not to have fought to the end against this massacre, otherwise, who could withstand the ferocity of the Zhen Sui Hu Family members?
He did not even hesitate to sever the Hu Family’s bloodline, so whose family bloodline would he not dare sever?
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"He is quite a man..."
And those reincarnators still in the human world, upon learning of this matter, were stupefied at first, then more than a little dejected.
"One clever guy after another found a good way out."
"Now even this native is here to compete with us, is there no justice?"
"I just wanted to make a big splash; is that wrong? Is it not allowed?"
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"Save him!"
But while some lamented, others weren’t resigned to it. At Menghu Pass, Er Guotou’s face twisted with rage to the brink of losing control. Suddenly, he stood up and kicked over the stone weight beside him.
He strode out of the altar, his angry cry echoing as he teleported into the underworld and hurried towards Da’ai Mountain, unaware of where it was but knowing, sitting at the world’s altar, where Hu Ma’s body lay.
"The more bold and forthright, the more daring to stir up big events!"
At this moment, he was furious, fiercely thinking: "I haven’t even left yet, how dare you leave?"
"If you leave, to whom should I entrust this Little Red Lantern, who will remember what we have done for this world?"
"We are doomed, but you must not die, how dare you die?"
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"Was this also in your plans?"
Meanwhile, in the Northern Land, upon learning this, Miss Red Wine immediately rushed to Shangjing, furiously shouting deep into the Twelve Ghost Altars. Her trust and admiration for Tieguanyin almost dissipated at that moment.
She knew what Tieguanyin, who seemed trapped but was immediately protected by the Twelve Ghost Altars and fell asleep, had done.
This massacre in the world, the plan to end all fates, the inevitable death of reincarnators, and her commitment to this massacre were all driven by Tieguanyin.
She even did many things secretly to safeguard this massacre.
All reincarnators could die, because since the ending was inevitable, they only pressed to leave a mark in this world.
But not Old White!
However, what Old White had done was astonishing, beyond their expectations.
She was entirely unaware, hadn’t even guessed, but she believed that Tieguanyin, who covertly influenced the world’s trend, certainly knew of this, perhaps even...
... deliberately prompted it?
"No!"
Yet as Miss Red Wine’s anger surged, from within the Twelve Ghost Altars came Tieguanyin’s soft, indifferent reply: "This is not something I could have orchestrated."
