socalfunplaces Chapter 3302 Lesser Fullness (Completely Disappeared)
Chapter 3302 Lesser Fullness (Completely Disappeared)
Two strands of hair, one black and one red, intertwined and fell into the golden basin on the offering table.
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Wenlun pricked his fingertip, and a drop of golden blood tinged with black mist dripped into the basin.
Then, he grabbed Hu Xiaoman's hand and pierced her fingertips with the sharp edge of the scissors.
Bright red blood droplets rolled down, mingling with the golden-black blood in the water.
"Om-!"
As the blood mingled, a strange red light shot up from the golden basin, soaring into the sky.
The originally dark red sky began to churn violently under the influence of this red light.
Ancient and obscure golden runes swirled and intertwined above the two people's heads, eventually forming a massive contract array.
That was a marriage contract ordained by Heaven.
Once bound together, their fortunes, lives, and even souls will be inextricably linked, never to be separated.
The cultivators below, witnessing this scene, felt as if a huge rock was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to even breathe.
That wasn't a festive red glow.
That was clearly a harbinger of bloodshed and disaster.
Repressed.
asphyxia.
A sense of despair spread through everyone's hearts.
Zhou Wenlun stared at the contract gradually taking shape above his head, his smile becoming crazed and twisted.
He opened his arms as if embracing the whole world.
"It's done!"
He announced loudly, his voice filled with an arrogant and domineering tone.
"From this day forward, Hu Xiaoman will be my wife, sharing this Extreme Realm with me, and jointly ruling this world!"
Hu Xiaoman stood beside him, unable to move, unable even to close her eyes.
She could only watch helplessly as the contractual light, representing bondage and humiliation, gradually enveloped her.
Her heart felt as if it had fallen into an abyss.
It’s over.
She's really going to marry Zhou Wenlun!
She closed her eyes, her mind filled with the image of Hu Qingye.
Hu Qingye, where the hell have you been?
Just as the light of the contract was about to fall completely, sealing the fate of the two of them.
One side of the altar.
Chen Heng, who had been silently suppressed by the golden-armored puppet, suddenly moved.
The commotion was so subtle that even the puppet standing next to him didn't notice it.
Unnoticed by everyone, Chen Heng's eyes, which had become gray and empty due to the erosion of the resentment of countless ghosts, suddenly twitched.
That's not a sign of life.
It was a black flame.
A flame that is both pure to the extreme and dark to the extreme.
During these three days, Chen Heng never stopped fighting.
His body became the battlefield, and his soul became the bait.
Zhou Wenlun believed that the resentment of the myriad ghosts was devouring him, turning him into a puppet who only knew how to kill.
Little did they know the terrifying power that Chen Heng's unwavering will would unleash in such dire circumstances.
He is devouring in reverse.
He was using an almost self-destructive method to chew up and swallow the billions of vengeful spirits that had burrowed into his body, one by one, and then refine them into his own power.
This is a forbidden method that goes against the laws of nature and even against the laws of demons.
He was transforming himself into a demon more terrifying than the resentment of ten thousand ghosts.
"Ka... Ka..."
A faint grinding sound came from Chen Heng's body.
The black lines that ran along his skin suddenly seemed to be summoned by something, and frantically converged towards his heart.
The demonic energy that had been raging within him and trying to control him was now trembling with fear.
Because they discovered that the owner of this body was even more ferocious than they were.
Chen Heng slowly but firmly raised his head, which had been stiff and hanging down.
His gaze passed over the golden-armored puppet, over the steps of the altar, and landed on the high, red figure.
The Heavenly Dao that was basking in its glory, believing it had everything under control, was embodied in Zhou Wenlun.
Chen Heng's lips, the muscles that had been stiff and necrotic, twitched with great difficulty.
It was a smile.
It was ferocious and terrifying, yet it also carried a resolute determination to face death.
"Junior...Sister..."
He silently repeated the name in his heart.
"Don't be afraid."
"Senior Brother... is still here."
next second.
In Chen Heng's pitch-black eyes, black flames suddenly surged, instantly engulfing all the whites of his eyes.
A chilling aura of destruction silently brewed from his battered body.
Like a dormant volcano about to erupt, it silently accumulates enough fury to burn the heavens.
Above the altar, the red light of the Heavenly Marriage Contract resembled a greedy, gaping maw, carrying boundless power, about to completely devour Hu Xiaoman's brow.
Zhou Wenlun's maniacal laughter grew increasingly ferocious, intertwining with the despair on the verge of collapse in Hu Xiaoman's eyes, rendering the deathly silence of the world to its extreme.
Soon, Xiaoman will be his!
No one can take it away!
No one can take Xiaoman away from him.
Tears streamed down Hua Nian's face as she murmured, "Miss..."
She's useless!
She can't save anyone!
Now, she can't even move.
Just a moment before the red light touched the skin.
"Roar--!"
A low growl, inhuman in sound, boomed from the shadows beneath the altar.
The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed like the roar of a ferocious beast from the deepest part of the Netherworld, making one's soul tremble.
The golden-armored puppet carrying Chen Heng had its weapon shatter into scrap metal and fall to the dust with a "crack" under the impact of the sound wave.
Zhou Wenlun frowned sharply, a hint of displeasure and surprise flashing in his eyes.
He subconsciously had a thought: to detonate the resentment of countless ghosts buried within Chen Heng's body and deliver the final blow to this ignorant ant.
However, the next second, a look of shock appeared on his gentle face.
broken!
His connection with those vengeful ghosts was forcibly severed!
The feeling was as if his hand, which he had reached into the darkness, was bitten hard by an unseen abyss, and then chewed up and swallowed, skin and bone.
"how is this possible?"
"Chen Heng!"
"boom--!"
With a loud bang, the golden-armored puppet beside Chen Heng exploded into dust without warning, not even having time to let out a scream.
Immediately afterwards, a jet-black flame, deeper than the night and more piercing than ice, burst forth from Chen Heng's battered body.
The flames had no temperature, yet they instantly engulfed the area beneath the altar, causing the space itself to groan in agony as they passed through.
Amidst the raging black flames, Chen Heng slowly raised his head.
Those once resolute, cool yet gentle eyes have now completely disappeared.
Instead, there were two pure black vortexes.
There are no whites in the eyes, no pupils, only endless devouring and destruction.