Chapter 425: 423. Father and Son (1)
Translator: 549690339
Mister Prophet came behind the young man.
The young man did not seem to notice and kowtowed three times towards the grave.
âShan Jingâs remains are also here?â Mister Destiny looked at the small jar on the left side of the tomb.
The young man was still kneeling on the ground. At this moment, he straightened his upper body and said,âSince you wonât do it, Iâll do it.â
Mister Prophet looked at a small jar on the right. ââls this empty space for me?â âIt could also be me,â the young man replied.
Mister Destiny said, â Get up and talk. In order to kill me, you didnât hesitate to disturb her remains and move them to this place. Do you really have any filial piety left? â
âI just hope that Mother can witness everything that will happen next.â The young man remained kneeling.
â Donât be crazy. Although heâs crazy, he doesnât lose his integrity. If he doesnât attack me with Cheng Hui and the others, you wonât stand a chance. â âWho else is there besides Cheng Hui and Ling Gang?â Mister Tianji asked. Just the two of them arenât enough to make me stay.â
He glanced at the empty can on the right again.
Just by looking at it, the small jar directly turned into ashes and disappeared.
âEven if itâs not in front of Ning Jer, I wonât hurt you.â Sir Tianji looked exhausted and sighed softly. âââ1 let you and your son down back then. I have nothing to say if you hate me.â
The young man kowtowed to the grave again, then stood up and turned to look at Mister Tianji.
He looked more like his mother, but overall, he didnât look much like Mister Tianji.
However, if one looked closely, the two of them looked quite similar.
The Marquis of Fengxiang of the South Chu Empire, Cheng Yingtian, calmly looked at his biological father.âl like your confidence. Otherwise, you wouldnât have come here.â
Mister Destiny looked at the young man in front of him, his face revealing deep exhaustion. ââWe havenât seen each other for five years. Now that weâre reunited, is this the only thing we can talk about?â
Cheng Ying Tian smiled calmly. â There has to be an end. Time canât wear down everything. Some things will only become more and more serious as time passes. â
âI shouldnât have left you with Cheng Hui.â Mister Prophet sighed.
âIs this the only thing you neglected?â Cheng Ying Tian asked.
Mister Prophet turned his gaze to the remaining small jar on the left and fell silent.
âIf your palm had really landed on her back then, there wouldnât have been so many things that happened after that.â â All these years, â Cheng Ying Tian said lightly, â every day, every moment, every moment, you had the chance to make a new choice, but you gave it up. Thatâs why you reminded me to prepare for this day. â
Mister Tianji said tiredly, Although youâve left, Iâve been paying attention to you. Are you really like what you said? Are you only prepared to avenge Ning
âOf course I have other goals,â Cheng Ying Tian said with a smile.
âAlthough in your eyes or in the eyes of others, I might be ambitious, despicable, cunning, and unscrupulous, to me, walking my own path is the right thing to do.
With you around, my path will be much smoother, but Iâm not willing to do so.â a âŠ. Is that so?â Mister Destiny sighed.
He looked over Cheng Ying Tianâs shoulder and looked at the tomb silently.
Cheng Ying Tian looked at her calmly, his expression even more indifferent than when he was facing Shan Jing.
After a long time, Mister Tianji slowly turned around and walked out of the forest.
âIf itâs you, then do it.â
At this moment, Mister Tianji Ying Xiantian was not like the righteous path powerhouse who had fought against Patriarch Blood River in Zhengyang City, nor was he like the fierce and high-spirited person who had battled Donglai and Emperor Chu.
Although he still looked like a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, he was old and heavy.
When he turned his back to Cheng Ying Tian, he didnât put up any guard, nor did he have any intention of raising his strength to protect himself.
The door was wide open, as if he was about to be killed.
Cheng Ying Tian watched as the other party walked out step by step.
Then, he raised his hand and struck the back of Mister Prophetâs head!
As expected, Mister Prophet didnât put up any resistance and allowed the other partyâs palm to hit the back of his head.
The wind from the palm was fierce. Before the two of them had even made contact, Mister Destiny could already feel the shadow of death enveloping him.
In a flash, he recalled the scene of his son crying in swaddling clothes when he was just born.
Just as his mind was wandering, a patch of blood suddenly tainted the originally peaceful scene.
Mister Destiny suddenly woke up.
He sensed that something was wrong.
Cheng Ying Tian struck out with his palm, and an Innate Eight Trigrams Diagram appeared in his palm.
It was the direct descendant of the Xian Tian Palace, the manifestation of the concept of the Xian Tian Great Dao.
However, apart from the Innate Great Dao, Mister Tianji could also sense that Cheng Ying Tian had other inherited techniques.
Brilliant Score, Brilliant Light.
This was not strange.
Cheng Ying Tian was the direct descendant of Xian Tian Palace and the South Chu royal family, and Mister Tianji knew this very well.
However, at this moment, he clearly felt that his son had cultivated another top-notch ultimate art other than the Connate Great Dao and the Glory Score.
Brutal, ominous, evil, and bloody!
This feeling, a Devil Dao unique art?
Blood River Sword Technique?
At this thought, Mister Tianji suddenly woke up.
His cultivation had long reached the peak and returned to its original state.
At this moment, he moved according to his heart and focused on his mind. The light of the Innate Eight Trigrams instantly condensed behind his head and blocked Cheng Ying Tianâs palm strike.
Although Cheng Ying Tianâs attack had forced him to stagger forward, it had also pushed Cheng Ying Tian behind him away.
âYou practice the Blood River Devil Dao?â Mister Prophet was shocked and furious.
When the two sides clashed, even if Mister Revelation reacted hastily, his strength was still shocking.
Even with Cheng Ying Tianâs skills, he couldnât take it even if he went all out.
He unleashed all of his cultivation. Just from this exchange, his father, Mister Tianji, could already determine that his sonâs Blood River Sword Principle cultivation was not stolen or from a side branch, but the most authentic Blood River.
It was even possible that the Blood River Patriarch, Xue Cangqiong, had taught him personally.
Among the Red Dust Ten Heroes, the Heavenly River Branch had the Little Sword Immortal Shen Tianzhao, while the Blood River Branch had no one.
Everyone said that Shen Tianzhao had suppressed the younger generation of the Blood River.
But now, it seemed that Cheng Ying Tian, who was also one of the Ten Talents of the Red Dust like Shen Tianzhao, might be the card hidden in the blood river.
â Your sword intent is pure, unlike Xue Haoranâs. If you want to cultivate the Blood River Sword to such a level, you need the blood of the common people to nurture it. What exactly are you ⊠â Mister Tianji turned around and glared at Cheng Ying Tian.
The other party had learned martial arts from the Chu Emperor, schemed against Xian Tian Palace, and even wanted to kill him, his biological father. Mister Tianji could still endure it.
However, the fact that the other party had fallen into the Blood River Devil Dao had truly angered him.
The Emperor of Chu had struck when the West Qin Emperor was down and attacked Zhengyang City and the West Qin Empire when the West Qin Emperor was dead. However, it was only a contest between martial artists and did not involve the common people.
However, the Blood River Lineageâs legacy of massacring the common people was something that Mister Revelation was wary of.
Even though he was not close to the old sword immortal, Mister Revelation had fought with Patriarch Blood River many times.
When he realized that Cheng Ying Tian was cultivating the Blood River Sword Art, Mister Revelationâs mind went blank for a moment. He could accept his son becoming another Emperor Chu, but he could never accept his son becoming another Patriarch Blood River.
Cheng Ying Tianâs expression was calm as he shook his numb hand. âImperial Uncle took me in and taught me just for today. However, when the bird has run out, the bow will be hidden. After dealing with you, he will naturally take the opportunity to deal with me.
Not to mention that he hates me because of you, but just for Cheng Longyuan and the others, he wonât let me stay.
I naturally have to find a new backer for myself.â
Mister Destiny calmed down.
But his gaze at his son also turned cold.âThen why are you looking for the Blood River?â
â I changed my move just now. You should have felt it. Iâm quite talented in learning the Blood River Sword Technique. Itâs rare for us to be compatible. Donât miss it. â âThe people around you died, and you didnât do anything in the end, but now youâre so angry because of someone who has nothing to do with you?â Cheng Ying Tianâs expression was normal.
âYou and I are not the only ones who have parents, wives, and children. We will be sad and angry because we lost the people around us.â Mister Tianji said slowly.
âDonât worry, my life still belongs to you and your son.â Then, he walked toward Cheng Ying Tian.
However, his aura was completely different from before.
Not only was he no longer depressed, he was even more terrifying than when he fought with Bie Donglai and the Chu Emperor.
âAre you planning to take me with you to reunite with my motherâs family of three?â Cheng Ying Tian smiled.
âIt doesnât matter if you join Western Qin or Eastern Zhou, but you chose this path yourself.â Mister Tianji exhaled slowly, then raised his hand to grab Cheng Ying Tian.
Cheng Ying Tian naturally wouldnât wait for death.
As he crossed his palms, streaks of golden light and raging flames surged out and transformed into a Connate Eight Trigrams Diagram formed by the Brilliant Light in midair.
As the Innate Eight Trigrams circulated, a torrential river of blood flowed and the sword qi was cold.
When Mister Destiny saw this scene, he had mixed feelings.
His son had outstanding talent in martial arts and had actually faintly merged the power concept of the Glory Score and the Connate Great Dao.
In time, the sword intent of the Blood River Lineage would be integrated into it, and he would create his own unique technique.
As long as he was given some more time, his future achievements would at least not be inferior to his father, Ying Xiantian. It was even possible that he would surpass his master.
However, this gratification and joy were immediately replaced by anger.
The more talented and powerful his son was, the more trouble he would cause.
In the future, he might surpass his father and become a greater demon than Blood River Patriarch.
Thinking of this, Mister Tianjiâs heart hardened, and his subordinates no longer showed mercy.
However, at this moment, the new tomb at the side suddenly split open.
Then, a graceful figure floated out from within and struck at Mister Tianji with a palm.
Looking at the familiar figure, face, and Innate Eight Trigrams, Mister Destiny was stunned.
However, in this moment of shock, the beauty in front of him instantly turned into white bones.
The original flesh and blood had turned into blood.
Then, it turned into a vast river of blood that pierced through Mister Tianjiâs body!
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