581: The revenge has been achieved and the dust has settled!

But when those Soul bodies were pierced by the silk threads, not only did they not perish, they instead crawled up his arm along the threads, and countless fragmented voices exploded in his Sea of Consciousness:

“My younger brother, who just entered the Dao... he’s only fifteen...”

“My storage ring still has a birthday gift for Xiaoxia... We agreed to get married when we returned...”

“You lied, in the Relic, our Six Vein Alliance would rise, would dominate the Eastern Region... It’s fake, all fake!!!”

The phantom of Lin Yue, the Sect Master of Huan Hai Sect, suddenly floated before him. She was dressed in white, stained with blood, her hair disheveled, and she still clutched a half- roll of a secret manual fragment:

“Die, die, die!!!”

Lin Yue’s phantom fiercely merged into his Sea of Consciousness, and a face instantly appeared before Xuan Tianhong’s eyes, constantly gnawing at his Sea of Consciousness.

Su Lin Yun, who was on the side, suddenly looked a little impatient, and formed a Seal with both hands!

“With my blood body, offered as a sacrifice...”

Fifty thousand voices suddenly chanted in unison, forming a bizarre rhythm.

This was something similar to a Formation that Su Lin Yun had carved into the Myriad Soul Bag, named the Soul Burial Rhythm.

Gray-black turbid Qi instantly condensed into a huge vortex, trapping Xuan Tianhong in the center, and countless Soul bodies rushed into his seven orifices like moths to a flame.

He felt his Divine Soul being forcibly torn from his Physical Body, and his Sea of Consciousness was crowded with resentful faces, each repeating the same question:

“Why did you kill us?”

“Die, die, die!!!”

“I want revenge, I want revenge!!!”

Xuan Tianhong’s sanity completely collapsed. His Divine Soul was frantically tearing at his own flesh and blood, but he couldn't move an inch.

Spiritual power crashed wildly within his body, but couldn't dispel even a trace of resentment.

He saw his palm begin to turn transparent, his Divine Soul being gnawed away by resentment bit by bit, and the Origin runes of space in his palm disintegrated inch by inch in the black mist.

“Spare me... Please spare me!”

“It was my fault! I shouldn't have sacrificed you all! I’ll return the power to you... return it to you! Ah!!!”

What responded to him was an even more violent roar.

Wang Kun’s phantom bit his neck, Lin Yue’s remnant Soul drilled into his left eye, and the Cultivator youth’s resentment transformed into poisonous thorns, piercing into his Dantian.

Xuan Tianhong’s screams grew weaker and weaker, his body gradually becoming transparent under the gnawing of resentment. Only the Soul Suppressing Nail in his glabella still flickered, but it was also enveloped layer by layer by black Qi.

That was a Restriction left by Su Lin Yun, making even Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering a luxury for him.

“We curse you... for all eternity... to never find peace...”

The sound of fifty thousand resentments echoed in the Relic, and Xuan Tianhong’s body finally turned into a translucent shadow.

Countless remnant Souls dragged his sealed body and Divine Soul, drifting towards the depths of the Relic.

His wailing continued, but it was already as thin as a thread, mixed in with millions of cries, gradually dissipating into the darkness.

At this time, the light screen of the Eastern Region Relic had not yet begun to close, and entry was still possible.

Su Lin Yun waved her hand outside, and Xuan Tianhong’s body flew like a cannonball into the depths of the Relic, carrying the four swords plunged into his body, disappearing into the darkness.

That Soul Suppressing Nail was an ancient treasure, and no one in the entire Lower Realm should be able to undo it.

Xuan Tianhong would await the exhaustion of his Lifespan in endless pain, his Physical Body constantly decaying and Rebirth, his Divine Soul tormented day and night by the Soul Suppressing Nail.

If he was lucky enough to be discovered by the Immortal Demon Beasts in the Relic, he might even end up without a corpse.

If he was unlucky, he could only cling to life in endless pain until his oil ran out and his lamp withered.

After doing all this, Su Lin Yun stood still, her body trembling slightly, not out of fear, but because the hatred accumulated in her heart for many years had finally dissipated.

A huge sense of emptiness surged into her heart like a tide. She looked at her hands; these hands had just exacted revenge, but now they felt somewhat lost.

After her great revenge was avenged, where should she go? The Chang Sheng Pulse was gone, her family was gone, where should her Dao lead?

Just then, a warm hand gently landed on her shoulder, carrying a familiar, reassuring aura.

Su Lin Yun turned her head and saw Lu Hao’s gentle gaze, full of understanding and encouragement.

The confusion in Su Lin Yun’s heart faded in an instant.

Yes, she still had her Revered Master, and companions like Ling’er and Mu Siyuan, and an unfinished Great Dao.

Although the Chang Sheng Pulse was gone, she was still here. She could rebuild the Chang Sheng Pulse, restore the glory of the Saint Lord, and let the spirit of her parents and fellow disciples live on forever.

She took a deep breath, and the confusion in her eyes was replaced by determination, and the aura around her also softened.

“Lin Yun, your resentment should have dissipated now, right?”

Lu Hao asked softly, his voice gentle as a spring breeze.

Su Lin Yun nodded lightly, her eyes slightly red, her voice carrying a hint of relief and a choke:

“Yes, Revered Master, thank you...”

Saying this, Su Lin Yun gently turned around and hugged Lu Hao. This hug was entirely devoid of romantic affection, only Su Lin Yun’s deepest gratitude from her heart and Soul!

The sunlight pierced through the clouds, scattering on Su Lin Yun’s body, as if once again helping her wash away all the gloom and hatred.

This opening of the Eastern Region Relic not only witnessed the Opportunities and growth of countless Cultivators, but also witnessed a revenge spanning several years, and a young girl’s transformation from hatred to liberation and Rebirth.

This turmoil of the Saint Lord’s descendant finally ended with Xuan Tianhong’s demise, and the pattern of the Eastern Region would also be completely changed because of it!

Lu Hao smiled happily, seeing Su Lin Yun, who had finally come out after avenging her great hatred, and his heart was also incomparably joyful.

However, when he looked inside the Relic, he unconsciously showed a look of doubt and worry.

Why, with almost everyone out of the Relic, were Lu Xiaolong and Stubborn Ox still nowhere to be seen?

And Xiao Lu, too, seemed to have vanished.

Lu Hao could still sense Xiao Lu’s existence through the deepest sense in his mind, but it was very vague and difficult to pinpoint her exact location.

The light gate at the exit of the Relic flickered, and the figures of Cultivators emerged one after another, the joy and exhaustion of surviving a catastrophe intertwined on everyone’s faces.

However, Lu Hao’s heart sank little by little.

Why, with almost everyone out of the Relic, were Lu Xiaolong and Stubborn Ox still nowhere to be seen?

Where did they go?

And Xiao Lu, too, seemed to have vanished.

Lu Hao slowly closed his eyes, and relying on the deepest sense in his mind, he could barely sense Xiao Lu’s existence, but it was very vague and difficult to pinpoint her exact location.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lu Hao’s expression began to grow more and more solemn.

The air pressure around him also became lower and lower, and an invisible irritability and Evil Qi began to permeate.

Behind him, Mu Siyuan, Dugu Litian, and the other disciples, their expressions of doubt had long been replaced by solemnity.

They looked at their Revered Master’s back, which portended a storm, and felt a sense of oppression, their throats slightly dry, but they dared not ask a single word more.

Finally, when the last Cultivator stumbled out of the light gate, the light gate within the Relic also completely dimmed, and then slowly dissipated into the air.