Chapter 783 Death of Taishang Haotian
Having said this, Gu Xu raised his hand and waved, and the flames condensed into a sharp blade and pierced the chest of Supreme Supreme Haotian, burning the originally indestructible internal organs of this powerful True King into pitch-black ashes.
This was obviously a fatal injury.
But Gu Xu used the power of Tao to forcefully maintain the life of Taishang Haotian, leaving him struggling in extreme pain, unable to die or survive.
Taishang Haotian understood clearly that the "Ziwei" Gu Xu mentioned was actually a reference to himself.
He once almost destroyed the entire wilderness and slaughtered countless relatives, friends and subjects of Gu Xu.
The hatred between him and Gu Xu will only be deeper than the one between Gu Xu and Zi Wei.
Gu Xu quietly stared at Taishang Haotian, who was already so weak that he was like an ant, being ravaged and controlled by others.
However, there was no trace of joy or relief in his heart.
Scenes of past scenes flashed in his mind:
During the Battle of Liangzhou, Zhao Yan fell to the ground, her breathing long gone;
Imprisoned in the Tiangong Floating Island Cell, Jiang Zhaoyue’s scales fell off and her blood dripped with blood;
The Zhaoling Mausoleum suddenly collapsed, the body was burned until no ashes were left, and Li Yun, who was guarding the tomb with a sword, but was unable to save himself and died of despair;
The people of the wilderness were wantonly massacred by Tiangong monks;
The strong men of the wilderness were defeated, injured or killed under Taishang Haotian's offensive;
In countless reincarnations, all sentient beings in the wilderness have transformed from ghosts to humans, and from humans to ghosts, killing each other and suffering endless torture;
……
"It's time to end this." Gu Xu said silently in his heart.
However, as for the culprit of all this - Taishang Haotian, Gu Xu did not intend to let him die too easily.
He must pay the price in blood for what he has done and for the endless pain he has inflicted on all sentient beings.
As Gu Xu thought, the nine hells that originally existed only in his conscious world suddenly turned into phantoms and appeared in the sky of the Lingxiao Realm.
The endless sea of fire is burning, and the huge copper wok stands in it. This is the "Northwest Youfu Train Hell"; the scorching hot copper pillars penetrate the earth, this is the "Southeast Youzhi Bronze Pillar Hell"; cold and ice-like blades ruthlessly divide the bodies of sinners. , this is the "Slaughtering Hell of Youguan in the Southwest"; the billowing black water is churning in the wok cauldron, this is the "Wok Soup Hell of the Northeast Youdu"...
Although these hells are just illusions, falling into the eyes of everyone in the Lingxiao world makes them feel a kind of fear that goes deep into their bones.
It was as if the pain suffered by the sinners in hell was really happening to them.
Then, Gu Xu slowly raised his right hand and gently held it in the air.
The phantoms of the nine hells suddenly overlapped and gradually merged with Taishang Haotian's body.
Taishang Haotian's eyes gradually became hollow and unfocused, the light in his pupils completely faded, and the whites of his eyes also disappeared, turning into a pair of pitch-black holes.
From this moment on, Taishang Haotian's body turned into the carrier of the Nine Nether Hells, while his soul became a sinner being tortured deep in the prison.
Under the influence of the power of "time", a short moment in reality turned into hundreds of thousands of years in Taishang Haotian's perception.
His soul will endure the extreme torture brought by the nine hells for a long time.
Gu Xu stood aside and watched all this quietly. Through the fluctuations of Taoism, he could clearly hear Taishang Haotian's painful roar, desperate moans and humble begging for mercy.
His expression showed no fluctuation, still indifferent and calm.
As he gently waved his sleeves, blue flames rose into the sky again, completely covering Taishang Haotian's entire body. Under the burning flames, Taishang Haotian's body gradually blackened and melted, until he completely disappeared in this sea of blazing fire.
The ruler of the Lingxiao Realm for thousands of years, at the time of his death, was no different from the ordinary monks of the wilderness who had been annihilated in the golden light of the sky.
Like a fragile piece of tissue paper.
However, Gu Xu's heartstrings did not relax.
After the power of Lan Yan burned Taishang Haotian's body and soul, he followed the invisible line of cause and effect to trace his several life boxes hidden underground and in the deep sea of Lingxiao Realm, and destroyed them one by one. .
After confirming that Taishang Haotian had completely lost the possibility of resurrection, Gu Xu gathered all his strength, slowly descended from the sky, and once again set foot on the solid land of Lingxiao Realm.
This land with tens of thousands of years of history was once occupied by forces such as the Dragon Clan, Yaoxian Clan, and Yanling Clan. It experienced the rule of old dynasties such as Zhao State, Yu State, and Guo State, and was also occupied by Taishang Haotian and Zi. Emperor Wei tried his best to fight for it.
Today, this ancient land has welcomed its new owner.
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Gu Xu landed on a beautiful mountaintop and sat casually on a stone on the edge of the cliff. Behind you, the hanging spring waterfall flows down, and the sound of the water echoes in the quiet mountains.
He took a deep breath and felt that the air here was particularly fresh, and every plant and tree seemed a bit friendly.
However, the major forces in Lingxiao Realm are not in such a leisurely and relaxed mood as he is.
The leaders of the Momen, Yanling Clan, Tianhu Clan, Taixu Sect, Yushi Kingdom and other forces were all uneasy in their hearts when faced with this ninth level strongman who suddenly descended from the sky and seized the supreme power of the Lingxiao Realm. Xu transferred his overwhelming hatred towards Taishang Haotian to himself.
In the short moment when Gu Xu sat down to rest, figures tore through the space and appeared in front of him one after another.
These people are all important figures in the Lingxiao world, and their words and deeds are enough to shake up the structure of the Lingxiao world. No matter where they appear, they will definitely attract the attention and heated discussion of countless people.
People like them, when attending Lingxiao Alliance meetings chaired by Taishang Haotian in the past, often only sent their avatars and rarely attended in person.
However, now, they stood in front of Gu Xu one by one, bowing their heads, trembling, showing unprecedented respect.
This seemingly ordinary mountaintop seemed to be instantly endowed with supreme majesty under such a formation, becoming more solemn and solemn than the Jinluan Palace, which made people feel awe.
The stone under Gu Xu also seemed to have turned into a gold-plated dragon throne on the nine steps.
Chen Suhui also came here with Ye Yuping, the master of Bixia Palace.
When everyone held their breath, she was the only one who dared to raise her head and quietly look at Gu Xu in front of her.
After several years of separation, His Majesty's appearance was no different from what she remembered, but there was an indescribable aura about him, as if the place he was in was the center of the universe.
At this time, Gu Xu also looked in her direction, and his eyes met hers.
His originally indifferent expression suddenly softened a bit, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He raised his finger and pointed at a stone beside him: "My great hero, come and sit down."