My wife flies to the heavens, but I am the Envoy of Abundance!

Zero King said coldly.

"If my three sons see me recklessly breaking the seal of the Moon of Fetal Movement, disregarding the safety of the people in pursuit of power, they will surely stop me! If I go down there, I will have no face to face them! They are all heroes of the Immortal Ship. In war, sacrifice is inevitable. Wang Zhan, have you forgotten the original purpose of our fight?"

Li Anran said disappointedly, "From the very beginning, we patrolled the star sea in order to prevent the war from affecting more innocent people. You, who went your own way, have betrayed the Imperial Bow and the patrol! You must know the first and last few lines of the saying 'One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand.' You have been blinded by desire and thought you were on the right path. In reality, you are just a hypocrite."

"Perhaps you are right, but it is too late. The blood moon, sealed for a hundred years, will shine with its true brilliance today. Behold, the power beneath this blood moon will transform and sublimate me, and I will endure forever with the royal family, with Yao Qing, and with the world!"

He raised his hands, and behind him, the restriction on the Moon of Fetal Movement was completely broken. A blood moon rose into the sky with his movement and hung on the mountaintop.

Pfft!

Pfft!

The vitality that had been suppressed for centuries was revived at this moment, and the fetal movements that were originally slow like breathing became violent, like the beating of a heart.

The crimson light shone upon this Scaled Abyss Realm, causing everyone to show signs of discomfort.

Crimson hues painted the earth, casting a blood-red hue over this ancient secret realm. As the crimson moon slowly rose, a life force also condensed on it.

The Buli people stared fervently at their sacred object, bowing down in reverence. They roared with excitement, as if welcoming the object's return, even though the one who unlocked it was not one of their own.

But none of that matters. According to the prophet's prophecy, when the blood moon rises again and illuminates the earth, it will be the opportunity for his Bu Li clan to rise again!

Above the crimson moon, the moonlight condensed, and finally, wisps of mist rose from the edge of the crimson moon, eventually solidifying at the end of the moon of fetal movement, after which birth took place.

This drop of crimson spring water solidified in the air, eventually transforming into a small, pulsating crescent moon, radiating a blood-red aura in Wang Zhan's hand.

Looking at the Crimson Moon in his hand, Wang Zhan did not hesitate at all, and directly put it into the air and swallowed it into his body.

"Damn it! That's mine! Mine!"

Beside him, Huyan Luo glared ferociously at Wang Zhan, roaring wildly, but no matter how much he roared, he couldn't stop Wang Zhan's actions.

Then he felt the pressure on his body ease, he staggered, and then he was overjoyed.

"Give me back the Crimson Moon! The Moon of Fetal Movement is mine, and the Crimson Moon is mine too! I am the next leader of the Bu Li people!"

Huyan Luo roared and pounced on Wang Zhan, his claws aimed at Wang Zhan's heart. Clearly, his goal was to take out the Crimson Moon that Wang Zhan had swallowed.

However, the next moment, Wang Zhan suddenly woke up and caught Hu Yanluo's full-force attack with just one hand. Then, with just one kick, he sent the opponent flying from the center of the gale.

As the restrictions were lifted, the gale that had lingered in Hidden Moon Gorge for hundreds of years slowly dissipated.

"Power! Do you see it? This is the power of the Crimson Moon! From this day forward, I will become the second immortal being! Under my leadership, the Wang family will surely prosper!"

Wang Zhan laughed wildly, feeling the immense power within himself; he laughed madly.

Then, he turned his gaze to Bu Liren, who was present. He brandished his long sword, and Bu Liren, who was howling at the Crimson Moon Wolf, was instantly killed by Wang Zhan.

It should be noted that there are quite a few Bu Li people here. Those Bu Li people who have broken through to the Lin Yuan Realm and entered the sealed land are all experts. However, in Wang Zhan's hands now, they are killed as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"Congratulations, Father! Congratulations on fulfilling your long-cherished wish!"

At this moment, Wang Lingxiao and his two brothers also came to Wang Zhan and said with surprise and delight.

However, Wang Zhan's laughter didn't last long before it abruptly stopped. The next moment, a wave of heart palpitations washed over him, and Wang Zhan knelt on the ground, clutching his chest, his face filled with pain.

"You don't actually think... that you can easily withstand the essence of the Crimson Moon, do you? Besides, is what you consumed really what you imagined?"

From the shadows, a tall figure slowly emerged, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Zhan looked at the hooded woman in front of him with a pained expression.

"Because of its special ability, the Crimson Moon can draw power from the Moon of Fetal Movement and gain immortality. Only one Crimson Moon can exist at a time. If Hu Lei is not dead, how can a new Crimson Moon be formed?"

She spoke slowly, looking at Wang Zhan with a mocking smile.

"Damn it, you bitch, you tricked me?"

As Wang Zhan spoke, he spat out a mouthful of foul blood. Under the influence of this fake Crimson Moon, his will began to dissipate. He could feel a terrifying will awakening within him, trying to tear his body apart and surge forth from within him.

"Scheme? Just like you said, how can this be considered scheming? At most, it's just an exchange of unequal information. If it weren't for your intervention, even if I were to break this sword formation, it would have taken me a lot of effort. General Tianji wouldn't have given me that chance. It's all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, how could I have broken the seal of the Moon of Fetal Movement so easily?"

The woman smiled lazily, watching Wang Zhan's disheveled figure, without in a hurry to make a move.

In the sky, the crimson moon still shone brightly, its light flowing and filling the entire moon of gestation.

That is the true Red Spring.

"What you ingested was merely the filthy blood that had accumulated on the surface during the seven hundred years of fetal movement—a foul substance that even I dared not touch. Yet you swallowed it. Haha, I must say, your insignificant life was able to bring me a moment of pleasure in the end. Not bad, truly not bad."

"Father, are you alright? Father!" (6)

At this moment, Wang Lingxiao and the other two surrounded Wang Zhan, watching his pain worsen and his inability to speak, and anxiously said...

"I... almost..."

Wang Zhan looked at his sons surrounding him, struggling painfully.

"Father, what do you want to say?" Liu

Wang Lingxiao's two younger brothers couldn't hear clearly, so they immediately leaned closer to listen carefully.

"Quick...run! Run!!!" Qi

Wang Zhan coughed up another mouthful of blood in a panic, and in an instant, Wang Lingxiao's expression changed drastically.

Wang Zhan's body was torn apart inch by inch, his skin burst open, and steel needle-like hairs grew out from under the cracked skin. Where his claws extended, his fangs grew out sharply.

In an instant, Wang Zhan's body transformed into a gigantic werewolf with silver fur.

The next moment, seemingly to satisfy his own desires, his gaze, like that of a hunter, instantly locked onto his two sons nearby.

At this moment, his two sons were still in a daze, watching Wang Zhan's changes without knowing what to do. However, Wang Zhan was faster than them. In an instant, his claws swung! Before the two brothers could react, their chests were pierced by the claws. The next moment, the claws tore their bodies apart inch by inch.

Wang Lingxiao's eyes were bloodshot as he watched this scene. He couldn't understand why his father had suddenly become like this and gone berserk.

"Why, why did this happen!"

He stared in disbelief at the scene before him: his own father had killed his two younger brothers with his own hands.

His voice also attracted the attention of the now-mad Wang Zhan, whose crimson gaze instantly locked onto Wang Lingxiao's body.

Seeing those unfamiliar eyes, Wang Lingxiao was so frightened that he took two steps back and squatted down on the ground.

"You old bastard, you're fucking insane! This is your son!"

Faced with the gaping maw, Wang Lingxiao was utterly powerless to resist. Li Anran quickly grabbed Wang Lingxiao's clothes and pulled him to safety.

However, Wang Zhan was extremely fast. In just an instant, he caught up with Li Anran again. Seeing the attack coming, Li Anran was unable to keep up with Wang Lingxiao. A huge force came and he was sent flying in an instant. Then, he saw Wang Lingxiao's figure being torn apart by Wang Zhan.

The next moment, before his bloodthirsty desires were satisfied, Wang Zhan, who was in a frenzy, turned his gaze to the other members of the Wisdom Clan present.

Seeing this, Wei Yi was anxious. Why hadn't General Tianji arrived yet? If he didn't come soon, everyone here would be dead.

This terrifying beast was incredibly fast; killing everyone present would have been a piece of cake. Just as Wei Yi was about to make his move, a dashing figure appeared amidst a hurricane, descending upon the scene in an instant.

She wore a white battle robe, held two gun blades in her hand, and had long, gorgeous white hair tied in a neat ponytail with a few blue highlights at the end.

After catching Wang Zhan's attack, the figure severed Wang Zhan's limbs in an instant. The monster, who had seemed invincible, was now like a toy in the figure's hands. His limbs were crippled on the spot, rendering him unable to fight. Then, with a swift kick, Wang Zhan was knocked unconscious.

"Father and son killing each other is nothing more than their own fault."

Feixiao looked at the mess on the ground and sighed. Then, she turned her gaze to the hooded figure and fired a few shots with her gun blade.

She was incredibly fast; the moment the hooded figure deflected the bullet, Fei Xiao appeared right in front of her.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and in an instant, the two had exchanged more than a dozen blows.

In the end, Fei Xiao's nimble movements proved superior. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in attention, he knocked off her hood, revealing a striking face and deep blue fox ears.

"My dear disciple... do you really want to see your master that much?"

Seeing Fei Xiao's wide-eyed, incredulous expression, the figure bearing Yue Yu's appearance smiled and said calmly.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to desecrate the dead and spare her peaceful slumber, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth until I die!"

Looking at the figure in front of her, Fei Xiao's eyes burned with fire. When she actually saw the enemy with that face, she was truly angry.

Meanwhile, in the shadows, Wei Yi's mouth was agape. What had he seen?

"Am I seeing things? Why does General Tianji's back look just like my wife's? Wait, did I sleep with General Tianji for five years?"

74: My wife is the Heavenly Strike General, I've got her for life!

It's all over! Everything's all over!

Watching his wife's dashing, arrogant figure recede into the distance, Wei was terrified. Over the years, he'd spoken ill of General Tianji to her face countless times. No wonder his wife was always unusually vigorous afterward; he'd initially thought she was just a devoted fan, but it turned out...

What's the difference between this and saying to Yakumo Yukari's face that she's a stinky old woman?

Oh, there are differences. If it were Yukari Yakumo, she would only swallow him up in the gap and put a bag of guilt on Wei Yi's head, while Feixiao would just get angry at night and squeeze him a little more.

Well, compared to that, my own wife is still better.

No wonder Feixiao always joked that he was the Heavenly Strike General, but you were serious?

No wonder you looked so much like the Sky Strike General when you got into the mood that night; you were actually cosplaying yourself, weren't you? You were just being yourself.

Wei Yi had originally planned to tell his wife his true identity sometime, but now it seems better to forget about it; the thought of that happening seems a bit too much.

The Black Swan's outburst when it saw me and Fei Xiao holding hands while shopping last time was probably because it already knew our identities, right? After all, the Black Swan collects memories and has an extraordinary amount of information.

To be honest, it's quite amazing that Wei Yi never realized his wife was actually Yao Qing's Heavenly Strike General after sleeping in the same bed for five years.

However, upon closer examination, it seems quite reasonable.

General Tianji has never appeared in public, and there is very little video footage of him. Those who know what General Tianji looks like are mostly high-ranking officials or members of the Qingqiu Army under his command, people he has no contact with on a regular basis.

The same applies to himself. After learning that his identity was sensitive, Wei Yi always disguised himself when he appeared on the front lines, and very few people knew his true appearance.

Besides, Wei Yi knew his identity was very sensitive. Even if he racked his brains, he would never have imagined that his wife was Yao Qing's general.

No, it's not so much that I can't think of it, but rather that I dare not think of it.

After all, he had fought Yao Qing to the point of brain damage a few years ago. Although he didn't have any real conflict with Fei Xiao, he also hated the old man Wang Zhan because they were all Yao Qing people. How could his wife, who was so cute and beautiful, be an old hag like General Tianji?

Moreover, some information from the outside world has misled Wei Yi. Legend has it that General Tianji has muscles as big as watermelons and his legs can crush a bull to death. He is incredibly fierce. In comparison, his wife is just a cool and cute older sister.

Wei Yi would never merge these two people into one, would he?

One is the Sky Strike General, who strikes fear into the hearts of his enemies; the other is his obedient wife, nestled in his arms, whom he can do as he pleases, and who only looks at him with dissatisfaction when his ears are pinched.