sjar Chapter 430 Mo Yang and Emperor Hong Xuan 08
Chapter 430 Mo Yang and Emperor Hong Xuan 08
"You are——, Luoshen?"
Hongxuan’s spiritual consciousness chased to the edge of the Tianhe River and saw a man lying on the ground, holding his chest.
The reason why Hongxuan was attracted to him was that this person not only had traces of being injured by Mo Yang's sword, but also had the aura of Jun Wu.
"Did you see where Mo Yangjian went?"
Hongxuan released his spiritual power to try, but could not find any trace of Mo Yang. He was afraid that he had gone to the lower world.
But the Mo Yang Sword had been fine before today. Hong Xuan didn't understand why it suddenly became out of control and even hurt someone.
"It turns out that the sword that just passed by was actually Emperor Hongxuan's Moyang Sword!"
As Luoshen spoke, she looked up, and Hongxuan could see the man's appearance clearly. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his facial features were as gentle as water. He was as calm as the surface of the Ruoshui River, and he looked cold and harmless.
There were little drops of water at the corners of his eyes. If it weren't for Luo Shen's tone being a little off, Hong Xuan would have thought he was a very docile person.
"You——" Hongxuan met Luoshen's gaze, which seemed to be filled with inexplicable resentment, "What are you——?"
He thought Luo Shen seemed to have some grudge against him, but the situation was urgent, so Hongxuan wanted to chase Mo Yang first and ask for details when he came back.
Hongxuan made up his mind to leave, but Luoshen trembled and laughed softly twice, "Isn't the Emperor's Moyang Sword at the Tianmen? How come the Emperor can't even recognize his own things? Hahaha——"
Luoshen laughed as if she had seen something funny. As she spoke, she stood up and pointed in the direction of Tianmen.
Hongxuan felt something was wrong, frowned, and looked in the direction Luoshen pointed.
Across the Ruoshui River, Hongxuan could only see a cloud of black fog on the other side of Tianmen, nothing else.
"I'm afraid Mo Yang has already gone to the lower world." Hong Xuan couldn't detect Mo Yang, and repeated in a low voice with certainty.
But there was something fishy about the black fog. Now that the formation was activated, he couldn't let any accidents happen and had to find out the truth.
"Since the Emperor doesn't believe it, why don't I go with him to take a look?"
There was still a trace of blood at the corner of Luo Shen's mouth, which curved slightly as she spoke. Without waiting for Hong Xuan's consent, she followed him and flew towards Tianmen.
The closer he got to the black fog, the more uneasy Hongxuan felt in his chest.
Just after crossing the Weak Water, Hongxuan's eyes shook as if they were stabbed.
"Mo Yang!"
Hongxuan was rarely so frightened. The sound of Mo Yang carried with it a complex emotion that he himself could not explain, and Luo Shen, who was standing beside him, could not help but glance at him sideways.
"It is said that Emperor Hongxuan is upright, aloof and selfless, and has cultivated the Way of Ruthlessness to a level that no one can match. Now it seems that there are some surprises."
Without waiting for Luo Shen to finish his words, Hong Xuan rushed towards the black mist and raised his palm to try to disperse it, but was pushed back by the reaction force.
He suppressed his emotion just now and tried his best to restore his usual calmness. When he turned to look at Luo Shen, he brought out a cold light, "What happened to Mo Yang? What did you see? Why did he hurt you?"
What Hongxuan cared about most was that Mo Yang was clearly there just now, but he didn't notice it at all.
Only now, standing here, could Hongxuan feel a faint breath of Mo Yang, a breath so faint that it could not be detected if one was not paying attention.
"The Emperor only saw the Moyang Sword?" Luo Shen's eyes were filled with scrutiny and interest, "How ridiculous."
"What do you mean?" Hongxuan was only a wisp of spiritual consciousness now. The palm strike just now made him clearly realize that the black fog was not something he could deal with. He had to figure out the cause of the matter before he could think of a solution.
“Although I don’t know why the Emperor’s Moyang Sword suddenly appeared,” Luoshen snorted and laughed, raising her eyebrows as if watching a show, “but I saw clearly the inner demon that Jun Wu left behind in the lower world before he ascended.”
"What did you say?!"
That is, Jun Wu's inner demon? !
When Hongxuan realized this, his eyes widened and he was about to rush over.
Mo Yang was already being harassed by evil spirits. If it was Jun Wu's inner demon as Luo Shen said, wouldn't that mean he was an accomplice of the evil spirits in Mo Yang's body? If Mo Yang was trapped by them, how could he possibly wake up? Wouldn't that mean he really became a container for those evil creatures? !
“Emperor,” Luoshen called out to Hongxuan, “Emperor, can’t you sense that? Your Moyang Sword has already—”
"How dare you!" Hongxuan waved his sleeves to wave away Luo Shen, and no matter what he did, he went straight towards the black fog.
But the power was too strong, Hongxuan had no way of getting close, let alone touching the Mo Yang Sword inside.
"Mo Yang!"
Hongxuan thought about it, raised his hand, and used his spiritual power to cut his wrist and draw the blood over.
Before today, Hongxuan's blood was very useful to Mo Yang. It not only calmed it down, but also brought back its consciousness.
But now, Hongxuan's blood was diverted there, like a stone sinking into the sea, without even a ripple.
"Mo Yang..." Hongxuan's heart sank to the bottom, not understanding why it turned out like this.
But his mind was clear, and he quickly figured out the key point. He quickly walked towards Luo Shen who had just been knocked down, "How did Jun Wu's inner demon get here? Why today? What did you do?!"
Luo Shen faced Hong Xuan, and when she saw that Hong Xuan turned his back, the black mist that had just absorbed the blood from Hong Xuan's wrist began to move, and her eyes flashed.
He retracted his gaze, raised his head to look at Emperor Hongxuan, and smiled bitterly, "I have no intention of being an enemy of the Emperor, and I never thought that the Moyang Sword would be affected."
As Luo Shen spoke, his eyes slowly turned cold and fierce, "I just want Jun Wu to pay the price for his actions!"
"You--" Hongxuan didn't expect that the person who had a grudge against Luoshen would be Jun Wu.
"Your Majesty, don't you know?" Luo Shen didn't give him time to react. "I am originally the God of Weak Water from Fenglinzhou in the West Sea."
Fenglinzhou...
Jun Wu said that he was brought from the Weak Water River from Fenglinzhou, but——
"There is a blood fruit tree on Fenglin Island. I have been guarding it since I was born."
"Blood fruit?"
Hongxuan's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly found it hard to breathe.
Luoshen glanced at the increasingly agitated demonic energy behind Hongxuan, and regardless of Hongxuan's distraction, she continued, "When Junwu rushed to the West Sea to find the blood fruit and wanted to go to Fenglinzhou to pick the blood fruit, he was blocked by Ruoshui.
I have been entrusted by heaven to protect the blood fruit tree, so I won't let him get away easily.
But Jun Wu said that he took the blood fruit to give it to Emperor Hongxuan——"
Luo Shen glanced at Hong Xuan's pale face, and felt a sense of pleasure in his heart. "We, the little gods, have heard of the reputation of Emperor Hong Xuan, and we will not intentionally delay the emperor's important affairs.
Jun Wu promised me that he would never harm the blood fruit tree and would leave after picking the fruits. He then used sweet words to persuade me to help him cross the Ruoshui River.
I thought of his sincerity and that he was looking for fruit for the Emperor, so I softened my heart and let him exchange his own cultivation for it."