Chapter 504 No Regrets

Beizhao.

Xie Chengxi stood in front of the window, coughing lightly and looking at the layers of evil spirits in the sky.

"Your Highness, His Majesty invites you to go to the Nine-story Pagoda together." The eunuch brought clothes and chopped them on the prince's shoulders.

The prince had been in a coma for several months and woke up recently. He is still a little weak now.

Xie Chengxi coughed twice, and his pale face became a little rosy.

"Okay."

He put on a cloak, got on the sedan chair, and hurried to the Nine-story Pagoda.

A delicate green paper crane flew through the evil spirit and flew to his fingertips.

"Chongyue, are you awake?" Lu Chaochao's voice came from the paper crane.

"After my sacrifice, my cultivation was scattered and supported the three realms. I have tried my best to pass through the spiritual sea, enter the underworld, walk through the land of the spiritual world, and take back some of my cultivation."

"I also encountered the temple built for me by the people, which contains a part of the divine power."

Xie Chengxi's eyes were filled with smiles.

He looked up at the sky, which was gray and there was no sunlight.

It was daytime, but he needed to light a lamp to see the road ahead.

"Many sects in the spirit world did not participate in this matter, forcing Mingkong to use the forbidden object. That thing... cannot be left in his hands." Lu Chaochao's tone was a little harsh.

Chongyue nodded gently.

Wanjian Sect was founded by Lu Chaochao and the old sect master. Lu Chaochao knew that once she died, Wanjian Sect would definitely be coveted by all parties.

Before the sacrifice, she left a backup.

The forbidden object was given to Wanjian Sect, and it was only passed down to each generation of the sect leader.

If Lu Chaochao had not forced the sects to retreat, Mingkong would never use the forbidden object.

"Chongyue, you go and open the Heart of Beizhao and protect the world." Lu Chaochao's tone was calm.

Chongyue was startled.

"She knows..." She knows that the Heart of Beizhao is hers.

She also knows that the world cannot live without the Heart of Beizhao. The Heart of Beizhao is needed to support this world.

The spiritual power of the paper crane in his hand faded, and it turned into a green leaf and fell into his palm.

He carefully held the green leaf in his arms and stood in front of the nine-story pagoda.

Emperor Xuanping looked solemn, and his brows were stained with a trace of anxiety: "The ancestors have a secret decree. If the human world encounters a crisis, we should resist with the Heart of Beizhao."

"Chengxi, you go upstairs with your father."

Xie Chengxi nodded and followed Emperor Xuanping upstairs.

On the nine-story pagoda, the colorful light ball beats regularly like a heart.

After Emperor Xuanping saluted with Xie Chengxi, Xie Chengxi raised his hands high, and the Heart of Beizhao jumped into his palms.

Boom, boom, boom...

It's her heartbeat.

Xie Chengxi's eyes were almost filled with tears, and he held back his tears and walked to the door of the hall.

"Please protect the human world and keep it peaceful!" He sobbed and knelt in front of the sky with red eyes.

The colorful ball of light in his hand flew towards the sky instantly.

It scattered a little bit, turned into stars, and fell on the mountains and rivers.

A transparent light shield rose from the ground, covering the entire world.

Countless evil spirits were expelled and blocked under the light layer.

Lu Chaochao, who was soaring in the sky, suddenly turned pale and raised her hand to cover her heart.

She curled up and squatted on the Chaoyang Sword with her knees bent.

The Chaoyang Sword was shaking, and Zhu Mo flew forward and let her stand on its back.

"Chaochao, are you okay? Why do you look so ugly?" Xie Yuzhou was shocked. Lu Chaochao's lips were pale, as if the blood was drained out of her in an instant.

He held Lu Chaochao's hand tightly.

The little girl who was always warm had cold hands and feet, and even her palms were shaking.

She was pale, but she still forced a smile and said, "Fortunately... Fortunately, I got some of my strength back in advance."

Before leaving the mortal world, she had sensed it.

I'm afraid that the heart of Bei Zhao has reached the moment of true integration with the mortal world.

If she doesn't have enough strength to support it, her heart will be lost, and her life will be in danger.

When she sacrificed herself, her soul and cultivation all returned to the Three Realms. She can only get some back if she sets foot on this land.

"It's okay, it's okay." Her nails were faintly white.

Xie Yuzhou was so scared that tears came to his eyes, and he took out the wooden fish from his arms with trembling.

He didn't want to be a monk, but the scriptures could stabilize his soul.

The sound of the wooden fish mixed with the sound of the scriptures gradually eliminated the pain of Lu Chaochao's heart being lost.

At this moment, she was sweating profusely, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

But her eyes were amazingly bright.

Mingkong stood above the sky, looking down on the world from above. Watching Bei Zhaozhixin blocking the turbid air, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

His eyes fell on Lu Chaochao.

Seeing the Chaoyang Sword beside her, he couldn't help but laugh.

"No wonder..." No wonder the God Realm targeted the mortal world and wanted to round up the elves. She really resurrected in the human world! And became the emperor of the human world!

"You are back!" His eyes were filled with madness.

"Since you have sacrificed yourself, why do you want to come back? If you die, all living beings will count your merits to the Wanjian Sect. But you are alive..."

"The God Realm will be afraid of your existence, how should the Wanjian Sect deal with it?"

"As long as you are alive, you will be above the Three Realms! Why do you want to be resurrected?" Mingkong's eyes were sinister, and a demonic aura appeared around him.

Lu Chaochao stood on the black dragon, his eyes clear: "Whether it is the God Realm or the Wanjian Sect, I have no desire for power."

"It doesn't matter!"

"As long as you are alive, the entire Wanjian Sect and the entire Three Realms will only recognize you! Lu Chaochao, you shouldn't be resurrected, you shouldn't be alive! Wanjian Sect belongs to me, Mingkong!"

"Why! Everyone will be eclipsed by your light, you deserve to die!" Mingkong was surrounded by a murderous aura, and he had already been possessed by a demon.

"The Wanjian Sect is mine!" He was full of demonic aura, and the spirit sword pointed directly at Lu Chaochao.

"In your heyday, the world would have surrendered to you. But now... Lu Chaochao, you are not enough!"

A hint of madness flashed in Mingkong's eyes.

He spread out his palm, and a round bead with golden light was suspended in his palm.

"Remember? This is your magic pill!"

"You are now torn into pieces, neither human nor ghost. Do you regret it?" Mingkong's face was full of sarcasm, and there was even mockery in his eyes.

Lu Chaochao looked at him calmly.

"I, Lu Chaochao, never regret anything I do! Whether it's torn into pieces or my soul is gone, I will still make the same choice again!"

She still loves this world.

No regrets.

"The dead duck is stubborn!"

Mingkong urged the magic pill in his hand, and in an instant, the wind whistled and the waves surged. The powerful force contained in the magic pill swept over instantly. Zhu Mo faced such a powerful force for the first time.

Shocked by this pressure, she fell straight from the sky, her fiery red skirt fluttering, and Awu was about to fall into the water.

Zhu Mo leaned over and caught her in his arms.

With a splash, Xie Yuzhou fell into the water.

"Quick... Gululu... Hurry up and pick me up!" Xie Yuzhou gulped down two mouthfuls of seawater and floated in the sea.

Lu Chaochao was fighting with Mingkong, and she could clearly feel the suppression of the magic pill on her.

"No one can stop me!"

Countless turbid air gathered and was ready to go, and the dark and overwhelming scene was frightening. Lu Chaochao flew into the air, mobilized all the spiritual power in her body, spread her little hands, and fought against the turbid air.

Mortals can see it by looking up.

The little figure is fighting for them!

She is resisting the invasion of turbid air, just like she sacrificed without hesitation that year.

Whether it is the famous Chaoyang Sword Master or the four-year-old girl, she still chooses to stand in front of all living beings.

Her love will never fall. (End of this chapter)