Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 941 Ancient Tree: You two, you've been lying to an old man like me?
The scorching waves of heat dried up the sea of ​​blood, and countless wronged souls and spirits cried out in grief as they were completely evaporated under the wheel of reincarnation, freed from their sins.

Blood seeped into the earth, staining the Burial Sky Mountains crimson and restoring the azure sky to its former glory. The violent energy tides condensed into clouds, roaring and hanging above the mountain peaks.

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sun, and a torrential downpour was imminent.

The energy rain that lasted for seven days and seven nights washed away the evil resentment and the filth and blood on the ground. Only the Wheel of Fire, which had been imbued with Xiao Yan's life's energy, still lingered where the two had vanished.

Though it was as precarious as a candle flickering in the wind, it still managed to gleam with a sliver of light amidst the torrential rain.

Night falls, rain stops.

Just as the first hint of dawn appeared on the horizon, a green-gold ribbon quietly emerged from the cracked, damp soil.

"In the end, is it impossible to defy fate?"

It let out a soft sigh, as if carrying the bewilderment of the beginning of chaos.

As it spoke, the originally green branches began to sprout at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a tender sapling.

As the sapling grew, the slightly bewildered voice gradually gained a touch of emotion.

"In your previous life, although you defied the heavens, you still managed to take shortcuts and ended up in this life, which is quite regrettable."

The rustling of leaves drifted by, coalescing into a phantom figure with a serene yet regretful gaze.

It was an ancient Bodhi tree!
Completely different from what I had previously imagined, the ancient Bodhi tree was no longer a weak tree spirit that could only communicate through divine thought, but had truly transformed into human form.

"This woman's sins are grave. The fate she bears is one that even I cannot interfere with. My path can kill her, but it cannot save her," the ancient Bodhi tree sighed.

The Soul Emperor's Secret Technique is indeed powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, it is impossible to truly destroy the Bodhi Ancient Tree, which is the embodiment of reincarnation, within the Realm of Reincarnation.

The reason it allowed Hun Ruoruo to cut it down in reincarnation was simply because it didn't want to interfere with the fate of the two.

And that was indeed the case. The demoness severed the Bodhi Tree, and in doing so, she also severed Xiao Yan's aid. The so-called rescue ended up with nothing more than the two of them dying.

Sad, ridiculous.

"With my tens of thousands of years of experience, it is indeed a wonderful thing that I can have different understandings of reincarnation from others."

The ancient Bodhi tree stared at the dying fire, as if catching up with an old friend, silently talking to itself, completely ignoring the words of others.

"When I first comprehended the Way of Reincarnation, I was happy to do anything that I did not understand. I only hoped to comprehend it, regardless of fame or reward."

"But I gradually changed. The fulfillment I gained from converting others gradually turned into greed for seeking conversion. It was because of this that I fell into a trap and was corrupted to this extent by the evil thoughts of that Dou Di."

“My path is destined to help others and myself, while your path, seemingly for self-cultivation, is actually all about helping others. In terms of words alone, you are indeed superior.”

The illusory figure shook its head and said regretfully, "But it seems that you, too, are unable to achieve perfection."

Hun Ruoruo is not just a pretty face. Even if she falls hopelessly in love with Xiao Yan, as long as she doesn't perish, she will never give up her obsession.

Xiao Yan, on the other hand, could not possibly turn a blind eye to Hun Ruoruo's crimes. He was the man the demoness was in love with, and she would rather Xiao Yan fight her than allow him to compromise.

Between the two, one is a descendant of the Xiao clan, and the other is a pawn of the Heavenly Emperor. No matter how their life trajectories change, their core essence can never be altered.

They were destined to become adversaries.

Without his memories, Xiao Yan was destined to be unable to save Hun Ruoruo.

"This struggle over the Dao should end now," it said slowly.

Despite this, a hint of shame appeared on the face of the ancient Bodhi tree.

On one hand, it longs for Xiao Yan to break free from fate so that it can heal its injuries and achieve a win-win situation.

On the other hand, it did not want Xiao Yan to succeed.

After all, he is just a junior who has not even experienced the trials of time, so how can he talk about reincarnation?

The wheel quietly dissipated, and the starlight that had been drifting like a candle in the wind now seemed to be extinguishing, revealing a dark red afterglow before turning to ashes.

This is a sign that Xiao Yan's soul is about to perish.

With the passing of this deity, the cycle of reincarnation naturally ceases to exist.

"Although you have failed in this cycle of reincarnation, as agreed, I will still give you the Bodhicitta as compensation."

The ancient Bodhi tree shook its head, said no more, and turned to leave the cycle of reincarnation.

However, just as it activated its divine soul and broke through space, an invisible barrier blocked its perception of the boundary with reality.

"Ok?"

A soft exclamation rang out, and the Bodhi Tree's face immediately showed a human-like astonishment, "Unable to leave?" It had created more than 100,000 reincarnation worlds, but this was the first time it had encountered such an inconceivable situation.

"The host of the cycle of reincarnation has perished, yet the cycle of reincarnation remains unbroken. How strange! Could it be that I have turned misfortune into blessing, and have advanced the Dao of Reincarnation to a higher level?"

The ancient Bodhi tree quickly turned its gaze inward.

His cultivation level and injuries remained unchanged. Not only did he not make any progress, but his body was also smaller after recovery because he had been cut in half at the waist by Hun Ruoruo!
Hey, this is really weird.
After a period of deep thought, the ancient Bodhi tree suddenly sensed that something was amiss.

"and many more!"

Its eyes widened suddenly, turning to look at the dying flame. "Could it be?"

There is only one situation that can prevent the creator of the cycle of reincarnation from leaving the world they created.

That means the host is not dead!

"Hehe, senior, this time, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you a bit."

A familiar, weak voice rang out.

"you--"

For the first time, a look of horror flashed in the eyes of the Bodhi Tree: "Xiao Yan?!"

The next moment, to its disbelief, Xiao Yan, whose soul should have already perished, quietly appeared before it.

Looking at the so-called 'extinguishing fire', although it was on the verge of extinction, the fire had been irrigated for seven days and seven nights and had always maintained that tiny, scattered flame. There was no intention of it going out at all.
It's all a bluff!
Looking at Xiao Yan, whose face was pale but who always had a slight smile, Bodhi Ancient Tree's expression changed drastically, as if his perception had been turned upside down.

"No, how is this possible? You, without any memories of your past life, withdrew the attack of the Cycle of Reincarnation with your physical body, how can you still survive in this world?"

The ancient Bodhi tree swayed its branches, still refusing to believe it, and said, "It was that Soul Clan woman! She must have given her life in exchange for yours, burning everything in return to block the attack!"

At this point, it seemed to have confirmed its guess, and its expression gradually softened: "Yes, there is no mistake. Before she died, that demoness suddenly repented and sacrificed herself to save your life."

"Admittedly, this can also be considered a way of helping others and oneself, but your original intention was to save her, not to influence her to sacrifice herself for you. This is simply putting the cart before the horse!"

The ancient Bodhi tree grew more and more confident as it spoke, its face showing its expression: "Though that is true, considering that your spirit has not yet dissipated, I intend to end this battle of righteousness with a draw. What do you think?"

After listening to the Bodhi Tree's analysis, Xiao Yan was not annoyed at all. Instead, he chuckled and slowly shook his head.

"Perhaps, what the senior said does make some sense."

Xiao Yan smiled as he looked at it, then clicked his tongue. "But unfortunately, the person the senior was trying to convert has never liked draws."

"what?!"

The ancient Bodhi tree felt a pang of anxiety.

The next moment, a scene beyond its comprehension was suddenly reflected in those fluorescent green eyes.

Suddenly, from the remaining embers, a huge, almost transparent arm emerged.

It stands nine zhang tall, its entire body stained with an eerie crimson. Its fists are like drums that shake mountains, and its body is like a bridge spanning the sea. Even amidst the embers of a strange fire, it remains completely unharmed.

What truly awes the ancient Bodhi tree is its face—

It was a face exactly like Xiao Yan's.

The same silhouette, the same expression.

They also control different kinds of fire.

They also hold the reincarnation in their hands!
"This"

The ancient Bodhi tree stood frozen in place, recognizing the origin of that reincarnation power—a reincarnation completely different from its own, belonging to Xiao Yan himself!

It is a cycle of reincarnation that it has specially sealed away!

"How is it possible that the cycle of reincarnation that should belong to you is appearing in her body?" The Bodhi Tree could not understand.

"Pshaw, you can't even heal a mere injury after tens of thousands of years. What in this world do you even know?" A disdainful voice rang out.

As soon as the words were spoken, the giant hand quietly opened, and a graceful figure appeared.

“You keep saying that he helps others before helping himself, but I’m afraid you’ve forgotten that for him, others come first, and himself comes second.”

The girl lightly touched her toes and landed beside the boy. Her sea-blue hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as the sky, full of teasing.

"What? Xiao Yan can use this cycle of reincarnation, but I, Hun Ruoruo, can't?"

(End of this chapter)