Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

Chapter 1283 - 624: Flying to the Moon (3)

So the Master died.

After all, if he hadn’t died and hadn’t made the company believe we were just a bunch of failures, when the company’s fleet arrived from the heavens, the entire Taiji Heaven would have been wiped out.

In fact, he could have escaped at that time, leaving us behind and fleeing into the Void, but he refused.

Did he want to protect all living beings, did he want to protect us, did he also want to protect you little brats?

So he sacrificed himself, protecting the Taiji Realm, and died.

As for the three of us, we were all fed to him."

Chen Xuantian was momentarily incredulous, gazing at Xuan Du under the ninth divine thunder tribulation,

"Fed to him... why..."

Lingxu Zi,

"He was young, after all."

Chen Xuantian seemed to understand a bit,

"So this is your bottom line, Xuan Du is the only seedling left from your Supreme Dao.

If you kill him, you’ll turn on us?"

Lingxu Zi flicked his sleeve,

"Enough, less nonsense, it’s almost the final moment, what do they say?"

Chen Xuantian was momentarily speechless,

"How would I know what they say? Who do you want me to ask... Oh, you heard it all?"

Chen Xuantian realized, and lowered his head to glance at the swaddling blanket in his arms.

Goodness, it was clearly just an ordinary swaddle, yet it remained unscathed, could this thing be another non-entity?

Of course, the swaddle was still a void abyss, but from the abyss, a purple Baobao flew out.

"Bop."

"What?"

Chen Xuantian displayed a bewildered expression, so much so that Lingxu Zi couldn’t help but ask a question.

"What is it?"

Chen Xuantian remained silent for a while,

"They agreed, but..."

Lingxu Zi sneered,

"Just say it. Is it like negotiating, quoting a sky-high price, and bargaining down? Do they want the Cloud Platform?"

Chen Xuantian raised his head and looked at the moon.

"They want me to go up with you."

Lingxu Zi frowned, instantly understanding,

"Is their aim the Master?"

Chen Xuantian shrugged, indicating ’no idea’.

Lingxu Zi thought for a moment, also a bit puzzled.

"It’s pointless, the Master has already become one with the Dao.

His divine sense has long since dissipated into the cycles of heaven and earth, perhaps merged with Shenxiao, perhaps vanished into ashes.

What’s kept in the Taiyin Immortal Palace now is nothing but a cenotaph, collected by the company with non-entities, used to control the fragments of the Heavenly Thunder’s split soul.

His divine soul is long gone, there’s really nothing left."

"Then Xuan Du is clamoring to bring down Thunder Ancestor..."

Chen Xuantian was speechless,

"You knew it all along? You had already been to the Moon to see? You tricked him?"

Lingxu Zi shook his head,

"How could it be called a trick, I can’t bring him back, my skills are lacking. Maybe he can bring him back?

Besides, in such times, you need a little hope, don’t you? It’s hard for one person."

"Senior brother, I’m ready, let’s go."

Amidst the meteors filling the sky, Xuan Du flashed over, standing shoulder to shoulder with Chen Xuantian.

At this moment, Xuan Du appeared almost like a normal human in height, but with a skin of divine thunder, with nine horned dragons of electric flashes and thunder on his head, his facial features completely submerged in the vast thunder light, entirely a plasma thunder man.

Of course, Chen Xuantian also sported a ghostly Netherworld Spring appearance, his energy charge so full that he didn’t even lose frames, his whole person a bizarre form of an eagle’s claws, dragon’s wings, and an octopus head.

Yet, it was unclear if Lingxu Zi was senile or what, but looking at Xuan Du in front of him, seemed unable to recognize him, remained silent for a long time, but finally appeared to remember him, nodded his head,

"Alright, let’s leave together."

Then the two of them, hand in hand, just like long ago, transformed into lightning, turned into a Netherworld Spring, flying into space, towards the Moon.