thefictionvixens Chapter 575 Let All Sins Dissolve Together
Chapter 575 Let All Sins Dissolve Together
"Hiss..." Fu Sheng couldn't help but groan softly, his eyes tightly closed, one hand supporting his head, his face showing pain.
After a long while, the headache finally subsided.
Fu Sheng breathed softly, raised her eyes, and looked at the Mirror of Light again.
But upon closer inspection, the mirror reflected the figure of a tall, imposing man.
Fu Sheng was startled and was about to take a closer look when she realized that the face in the mirror was still her own.
It seems that the glance just now was just an illusion.
At the same time, a sense of fatigue washed over her, and Fu Sheng felt somewhat tired. Subconsciously, she felt that if it were any other time, she would have already gone to sleep by now, but her body's habits made her start to meditate on the spot.
……
"Pfft-"
It was the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.
Blood gushed from the chest opposite him, flowing down the handle of the blade into his palm.
With her other hand raised, she held a deep blue glass bottle close to her heart and caught the brightest red drop that flowed out.
The scene loops repeatedly.
Blood……
Blood was everywhere...
Fu Sheng, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes. The sounds of pleas for mercy still echoed in his ears, and the faces of those people who looked at him with fear and disbelief kept flashing before his eyes.
Memories suddenly flowed into my brain like a valve being opened.
As the images flashed through his mind, Fu Sheng's pupils constricted.
Even though it was something she had done herself, she felt a complete sense of unfamiliarity with it.
My heart was pounding like thunder in my ears, and I felt the blood in my body boil.
A metallic, sweet taste rose in his throat, and Fu Sheng suddenly vomited a pool of blood.
Looking at the blood she had vomited, Fu Sheng's eyes darkened. She slowly placed her hand on her chest, seemingly calm, but her trembling fingers betrayed her inner panic.
No wonder she reacted that way when Huaijin asked her questions during the day.
No wonder she didn't want to mention the Blood Demon Flower.
No wonder... no wonder...
Fu Sheng stood up. She had been lost in her memories while meditating and almost suffered a qi deviation. She was very aware of her current state and knew she could no longer continue cultivating.
—She needs to take care of some things.
Fu Sheng raised his hand, and as his fingertips slid, a complex and vast spiritual power poured out. The air in front of him distorted, and then a spatial rift was torn open from it.
Fu Sheng silently withdrew her hand, a strange feeling creeping into her heart, a sense of unease about her own immense power.
She suppressed the strange feeling and then crawled into the crack.
On the other side of the crack, there was a sea of fire.
The lava was scalding hot, and flames flickered upwards like snakes' tongues. Fusheng emerged from the crack, hovering in mid-air, looking at the sea of fire beneath his feet.
The scorching heat did not make her uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand, palm up, and then a crescent-shaped scimitar appeared out of thin air in her palm.
The scimitar is exquisitely crafted, with intricate patterns engraved on the handle.
Fu Sheng stared at it for a while, then raised his hand and tossed it into the endless sea of fire.
Melt...
Let all the sins dissolve together.
After finishing, Fu Sheng returned to her bedchamber through the space-time rift.
After that night, Fu Sheng originally wanted to rest for a few days. She felt that she needed some time to digest things. However, things did not go as planned. The duties of the God Lord were extremely busy. The incident of the March Blood had greatly damaged the vitality of the Immortal Realm. There were a lot of things waiting to be resolved, and she could not afford to slack off at all.
During this period, Huaijin did not appear.