socalfunplaces Chapter 3268 Lesser Fullness (Scared?)
Chapter 3268 Lesser Fullness (Scared?)
The woman lowered her head and gently rubbed her cheek against the baby's pink face, her eyes overflowing with doting affection.
Her smile was warmer than all the light in the world combined.
She smiled and gently called the baby's name.
"Xiaoman..."
"My Xiaoman..."
That voice was so gentle it could melt away all the ice in the world.
Hu Xiaoman's pupils contracted in shock.
She knew that the baby was her.
And the woman who was holding her...
A name, like a brand, is etched into the depths of her soul.
Yang Susu.
Her mother.
It turned out that this hairpin was something her mother had left her.
It turns out that, without her knowledge, her mother's strength had been silently protecting her all along.
An unprecedented warmth enveloped her heart.
The Ghost Ancestor, who had been frozen in place, finally regained his ability to move.
But he dared not make any further moves.
He simply slumped to the ground, trembling all over, staring intently at the hairpin on Hu Xiaoman's head with a look of utter disbelief.
Fear had completely taken over his heart.
What is that power?
God?
Who exactly is this woman in red?
Why does she possess such a terrifying treasure that doesn't belong to this world?
What kind of being did he provoke?
Endless regret and fear, like venomous snakes, gnawed at his heart.
He finally understood that from the moment his grandson Mei Qianxiao attacked this woman, the destruction of his Ghost Clan was already a foregone conclusion.
On the altar, the small vortex formed by blue light between the brows of the Great Sovereign did not disappear despite the dissipation of divine power.
It continued to rotate slowly, emitting a soft light.
The vast spiritual energy that had dissipated due to the self-destruction of the Ghost Ancestor and had not yet been devoured by the flesh-and-blood monster, as well as the dense ghost energy in the air, were all attracted by this small vortex, turning into trickles of water that flowed into it.
These mixed spiritual and ghostly energies, after being transformed and purified by the vortex, became the purest life force, nourishing the nearly exhausted body and soul of the Great Elegance Lord bit by bit.
At the same time, this force is also constantly reinforcing the seal he has set up.
The red threads connecting him to the monster grew even stronger.
The seal is being repaired!
As Hu Xiaoman watched this scene, the heavy weight that had been hanging over her heart finally lifted.
As long as this vortex exists, Master's recovery is only a matter of time.
This repair formation left by the mother's divine will is obviously much more sophisticated and safer than the sealing method that Master used before, which involved mutual destruction.
Fourth Senior Brother and Xiao Niannian are both fine.
Hu Xiaoman's eyes, which had just been brimming with tears, were once again filled with icy killing intent.
She turned around, her icy gaze, like two sharp blades tempered with ice, falling on the ghostly old ancestor who was slumped on the ground like a lump of mud.
Her voice was weak, yet filled with murderous intent.
"You really want to take us all down with you?"
The Ghost Ancestor trembled and instinctively tried to retreat, but found that his body, due to fear and serious injury, was completely unresponsive to his commands.
Hu Xiaoman walked towards him step by step.
Her steps were slow and steady.
Each step he took felt like stepping on the heart of the Ghost Ancestor, causing his already shattered soul to experience another wave of tearing pain.
The atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressing.
Yang Rui raised his bloodshot eyes and looked at his junior sister.
He knew what his junior sister was going to do.
That old bastard almost caused my master's soul to be scattered; he deserves to die a thousand deaths!
He wanted to go up and slash a few times too!
Hua Nian drew her short sword and stood beside Yang Rui, watching the Ghost Ancestor warily to prevent him from resorting to desperate measures.
Although she knew that, in her current state, the Ghost Ancestor posed no threat whatsoever.
Hu Xiaoman walked up to the Ghost Ancestor and looked down at him.
Looking at this once invincible Nascent Soul Peak expert who had driven them to the brink of despair, now he resembled a begging, homeless dog.
Her gaze was icy: "How do you want to die?"
The Ghost Ancestor raised his head and looked at the blood-soaked, red-clad girl before him, who resembled a demon.
Looking at the hairpin on her head that had terrified him, he let out a dry, hoarse laugh.
"die?"
"Hahaha...cough cough..."
His smile aggravated his internal injuries, causing him to cough up a mouthful of black blood.
"I...I should have died long ago..."
"From the moment I stepped into this Blood Demon Cave... no, from the moment Xiao'er provoked you, I should have died..."
A strange sense of relief flickered in his eyes.
"Let's do it."
He closed his eyes: "Kill me, give me a quick death."
However, Hu Xiaoman shook her head.
"happy?"
A cold smile curved her lips.
You're dreaming.
"Don't you enjoy watching others be devoured and tortured?"
"Don't you enjoy feeding this monster with other people's lives?"
Her gaze shifted to the trembling, fleshy monster on the altar.
"I think it's fair to let you experience the same thing too."
Hu Xiaoman's words made the Ghostly Ancestor, who had just closed his eyes, suddenly open them.
His one eye was instantly filled with boundless terror.
"You...you want that monster to eat me?"
He screamed, his voice shrill and filled with terror.
"Kill me! Kill me now!"
He was not afraid of death.
What he feared was being devoured bit by bit by that monster, just like his son and grandson.
In endless pain and despair, he was fully aware of his flesh and soul being torn apart and chewed up.
That kind of death is more terrifying than going to the eighteenth level of hell!
"Please... kill me..."
He pleaded!
He abandoned all his dignity and, like a dog, begged for Hu Xiaoman's mercy.
However, Hu Xiaoman just looked at him coldly, her eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Now you know you're afraid?"
"Back then, when you threw your own people in to feed this monster, did you never think about whether they were afraid?"
“Old Ghost Ancestor, everything you have suffered today is the retribution you deserve.”
Hu Xiaoman's words were like daggers, shattering the last glimmer of hope of the Ghost Ancestor.
He knew that the woman in front of him would not let him go.
She's a devil!
A devil even more ruthless and insane than him!
Despair and fear eventually transformed into a maddening resentment.
Since begging for mercy is useless, he will tear off a layer of skin from this woman before he dies!
"You bitch, you filthy bitch who deserves to die a horrible death!"
"You won't fare well either."
The Ghost Ancestor began to curse loudly.