NFBE Chapter 625 Heaven's Choice
Chapter 625 Heaven's Choice
Yun Yao looked at her mother who was about to collapse, and her heart felt as if being pierced by thousands of steel needles at the same time, and the pain spread to her limbs. Her eyes moved back and forth between her mother and Chu Mochen, and every time she looked at him, it was like tearing at the softest part of her heart.
"Yao'er, don't be reckless!" Chu Mochen noticed Yun Yao's intention, his expression suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hand to grab her arm tightly, trying to stop her from doing something crazy. His voice was a little anxious and flustered, and his usual calmness was completely shattered at this moment, "If you pass your spiritual vein to me, you will suffer a serious injury, not only will you lose all your cultivation, but you may even endanger your life. We can definitely find other ways!"
Yun Yao slowly turned her head and looked at Chu Mochen, tears flashing in her eyes, but she was also very resolute. "Chen, there is no other way." She spoke softly, her voice trembling slightly, but every word was firm, "If I don't do this, my mother will be dead today. She has sacrificed too much for me. How can I watch her disappear?"
Tears slid down Yun Yao's cheeks, dripping onto the cold ground, splashing tiny water droplets. She recalled the past, her mother's earnest teachings in the illusion, every picture, every word, was engraved in her heart like a brand. At that time, she ignorantly shuttled between different worlds, relying on the guidance left by her mother in secret, growing up step by step, but she never thought that behind this was her mother's deep love and sacrifice.
“Furthermore, if we allow this Burning Heaven Patriarch to succeed, the world of cultivation will never have peace, and countless lives will be doomed.” Yun Yao’s gaze passed over Chu Mochen and looked at the sky shrouded in demonic energy. There were dark clouds rolling, lightning and thunder, as if it was the angry roar of the heavens, and also the prelude to the end of the world. “Since I carry the blood of the Yunhua Sect, I have the responsibility to protect the people, even if the price is everything I have.”
"But how can I watch you die!" Chu Mochen's eyes were red, and the pain and reluctance in his eyes almost turned into reality. He used both hands to lock Yun Yao tightly by his side, never to be separated. "We have gone through countless hardships and dangers along the way. You and I have shared life and death together. If you are not here, what is the meaning of all this?"
Yun Yao raised her hand and gently stroked Chu Mochen's cheek, wiping away the tears from his eyes, just like she had done every time before. "Chen, have you forgotten? We once vowed to change our fate. If we retreat today out of fear, won't all our previous efforts go to waste?" She raised her chin slightly, her eyes flashing with the courage and determination of the past, "I believe that you can protect our mother and this world of cultivation. I believe in you..."
Before she finished speaking, Yun Yao suddenly broke free from Chu Mochen's hand and circulated her skills. The spiritual veins of the Yunhua Sect in her body shone brightly, dazzlingly, like a golden dragon tumbling in her body. She endured the severe pain of her spiritual veins being stripped away, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, her teeth clenched, and her lips were bitten with deep blood marks, but she did not utter a single cry of pain.
"Yao'er!" Chu Mochen screamed, and rushed forward desperately, trying to catch Yun Yao again, but was shocked by the powerful force released by the spiritual vein and retreated again and again. He watched Yun Yao's hair turn white at a speed visible to the naked eye, her face quickly became haggard, and her originally lively eyes gradually lost their luster. His heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible big hand, and it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
The sword in Yun Yao's hand hummed, as if wailing for her tragic decision. She held the sword tightly, her body swaying but extremely determined as she walked step by step towards the most twisted black light cocoon in the origin. Every step she took seemed to be a thousand pounds heavy, the ground trembled, and dust was raised.
At this time, the wild laughter of the old ancestor Fentian resounded all around: "Little girl, you are courting death! Since you have given up your spiritual vein today, you will never be able to turn things around. Just watch your mother turn to ashes!" The voice was full of pride and madness, as if he had already won the victory and trampled everything in the world under his feet.
Yun Yao turned a deaf ear to it. All she could see was the black light cocoon, which contained all the "false disasters" created by the Burning Heaven Palace over the past thousand years. It was the source of all the suffering. When the tip of the sword touched the light cocoon, a strong recoil force came, and her knuckles instantly cracked, and blood stained the hilt red, but her hand did not loosen at all.
"Break it!" Yun Yao roared with all her strength. The light of the Sword of the Heaven-Defying Dao surged, turning into a dazzling beam of light, fiercely piercing into the light cocoon. In an instant, the black light cocoon trembled violently, ripples appeared on the surface, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web.
As the light cocoon shattered, a powerful dark force surged out, sweeping towards Yun Yao like a black tide. She felt an overwhelming pressure coming at her, and her body seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, causing unbearable pain. But she gritted her teeth and with the persistence in her heart, she withstood the impact.
At this critical moment of life and death, countless scenes flashed through Yun Yao's mind: when she first entered the palace, everyone bullied and made things difficult for her, but Xiao Cui was the only one who stayed with her and gave her warmth; when she was framed and hunted in the sect, it was Chu Mochen who stepped forward again and again to protect her from the wind and rain; and those system tasks that seemed to be the shackles of fate, but were actually the growth path carefully designed by her mother...
These memories, like stars, gathered into a powerful force that supported her to stand firm in the dark torrent.
At the same time, Chu Mochen looked at Yun Yao's resolute back, his heart filled with sorrow. He knew that he could not stop it at this moment, so he could only hold the sword of inquiry tightly in his hand, pour all his grief and determination into it, and slashed fiercely at the shadow of the Burning Heaven Patriarch.
"You devil, today is the day you die!" Chu Mochen's voice resounded through the sky, the sword of the heart was shining, the sword energy was crisscrossing, and wherever it passed, the space was torn into cracks. His figure was like lightning, wrapped in endless anger, rushing towards the enemy, and every swing of the sword was with the momentum of destroying the world.
Seeing this, Patriarch Fentian snorted coldly, raised his hand and swung out a black demonic energy, which turned into a huge demonic palm and slapped towards Chu Mochen. Before the demonic palm arrived, the suffocating pressure had already rushed over, as if to crush Chu Mochen.
Chu Mochen was not afraid at all. He turned in the air, and the Heart Sword drew an arc, shining brightly, and collided with the devil's hand. In an instant, the light shone, the loud noise shook the sky, and the powerful impact knocked him away, his clothes were torn, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes became more determined.
"Wanting to save that girl and her mother is wishful thinking!" Ancestor Fentian made a move again. His figure flashed and he instantly appeared in front of Chu Mochen. He waved his hands and demonic energy rolled, condensing into various strange runes, covering him.
Chu Mochen dodged the rune's attack with a flash. He stepped into the air and practiced his skills. The light of the Mystic Ice Spiritual Vein in his body shone brightly, echoing with the Tribulation Fire Spiritual Vein to form a unique protective barrier. He took the opportunity to adjust his breath, raised the Heart-Searching Sword in his hand again, and the sound of the sword rang incessantly, launching round after round of powerful attacks on the Burning Heaven Ancestor.
While Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were fighting hard, the outside world of cultivation was also changing. The major sects sensed the violent fluctuations in the origin space and were shocked. Some sects were worried that the imbalance of heaven would cause a disaster of annihilation, and wanted to gather their strength to forcibly break into the origin space to stop the fight; while other sects were moved by the courage of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen and hesitated whether to help.
In the Xingyun Pavilion, Ye Wuhen looked at the flickering light in the sky in the distance, feeling extremely anxious. He paced back and forth, opening and closing his folding fan, and finally made up his mind to call the masters in the pavilion: "Everyone, Miss Yun and Mr. Chu are in danger at the moment, we can't just sit there and watch, follow me to the origin space and lend them a helping hand!" After saying that, he took the lead and flew up on his sword, rushing towards the shining light, followed closely by a group of masters behind him.
In the secular world, Xiao Cui and others also felt it. Xiao Cui looked at the sky with a worried look on her face, clasped her hands together, and prayed silently: "My Lady Princess, you must return safely..." Those people who had been blessed by Yun Yao spontaneously gathered in the streets and alleys, lit incense and candles, hoping that the savior in their hearts could overcome the difficulties.
In the origin space, Yun Yao was exhausted and knelt on one knee, but she still supported herself with her sword, stubbornly refusing to fall. In front of her, the black light cocoon had been mostly broken, but the dark power it released became more violent, like a crazy counterattack before death.
"Yao'er!" Chu Mochen was anxious when he saw Yun Yao was in a critical situation. He ignored his own injuries and forcibly broke through the obstruction of the Burning Heaven Patriarch and rushed towards her. However, the Burning Heaven Patriarch would not let him go easily. He condensed his demonic energy again and turned it into a black chain, which entangled Chu Mochen.
Chu Mochen swung his sword to cut the chains, but because of this brief delay, his steps faltered. At this moment, Yun Yao suddenly looked up at Chu Mochen, and shouted with her last bit of strength: "Chen, catch my spiritual vein! Don't let me waste my energy..." After that, she resolutely passed the complete Yunhua Sect spiritual vein to Chu Mochen.
A golden light flashed, and the spirit vein was like a moving dragon, instantly entering Chu Mochen's body. He felt a powerful force surging, and his body shook involuntarily. The injuries in his body were healed in an instant. He looked at Yun Yao, his eyes full of grief and determination, and shouted loudly: "Yao'er, hold on, I will never let anything happen to you!"
After saying that, Chu Mochen perfectly integrated the power of his spiritual veins with his own skills. The light of the Sword of Questioning the Heart became extremely bright. He seemed to have turned into a sharp sword. With an indomitable momentum, he launched a fatal attack at the Forefather of Fentian.
This sword, which brought together his love for Yun Yao, his hatred for the old ancestor Fentian, and his determination to protect the common people, was extremely powerful. Wherever the sword energy passed, space collapsed and time seemed to stand still.
The old man Fentian showed a look of horror, and he hastily gathered all his magic power to build a defensive barrier. But in front of this peerless sword, the barrier was as fragile as paper and was torn to pieces in an instant.
“No——” The old ancestor Fentian let out a desperate scream, and his figure quickly dissipated under the impact of the sword energy, leaving only an unwilling soul, fleeing into the depths of darkness.
As the Burning Heaven Ancestor was defeated, the dark power in the origin space gradually dissipated, and the originally tampered trajectory of the Heavenly Dao began to slowly recover. Yun Yao looked at this scene with a gratified smile on her face, and then her eyes went dark, she completely lost consciousness, and slowly fell to the ground...
"Yao'er!" Chu Mochen exclaimed, and in a flash, he appeared beside Yun Yao and hugged her tightly. He looked at the pale and weak Yun Yao in his arms, and tears welled up in his eyes, "Don't worry, I will never let anything happen to you. Even if I have to shatter the world, I will find a way to save you..."
After that, he picked up Yun Yao and walked towards the outside of the origin space step by step. Each step he took was extremely firm, as if he was announcing to the world that his and Yun Yao's fate would never end here. In the future, they will continue to move forward hand in hand, even if the road is full of thorns...