Chapter 1756: The Final Brahma Light (Part 1)
Qianye Fantian's words left the expressions of the Fan Kings exceptionally complex.
Back then, Qianye Fantian had valued Qianye Ying'er to the utmost, giving her all his tenderness and indulgence. Later, when he abandoned her, he was utterly ruthless and heartless to the extreme.
That had always been Qianye Fantian's way of doing things.
Qianye Ying'er's temperament was also something he had guided and cultivated.
And now, they could imagine the depth of her hatred for him.
Over the years, based on fragmented pieces of information coming from the Northern Divine Region, she had been acting in tandem with Yun Che... Driven into the Northern Divine Region, forced to rely on the person she had once hated most—one could imagine how heavy her hatred and killing intent toward Qianye Fantian had become.
Unlike Yun Che, whose hatred filled heaven and earth, almost all of Qianye Ying'er's hatred was concentrated on Qianye Fantian. Her return to the Eastern Divine Region with Yun Che this time had the greatest purpose of killing Qianye Fantian.
"Master, no." The Third Fan King shook his head, and the other Fan Kings wore the same expression... but none of them could say anything explicitly.
After all, abandoning Qianye Ying'er back then was Qianye Fantian's own choice.
"Heh heh," Qianye Fantian laughed calmly, his voice low: "Her body flows with the bloodline of Brahma Emperor. As long as she lives, that can never be changed!"
In the distance, Yun Che turned indifferently and walked far away.
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Returning to the Zhou Tian Realm, Yun Che saw Chi Wuyue at a glance. She returned his gaze with a charming and meaningful smile.
"It seems everything went smoothly." Chi Wuyue smiled lightly. "Not only did you force out the two ancestors of Brahma Emperor, but those five who were doomed to die actually severed two of Nanming's arms before their deaths. That was an unexpected and tremendous joy."
"As expected of the number one king realm of the Eastern Domain. Without the Heavenly Poison Pearl, taking down Brahma Emperor in such a short time would have been very difficult."
"No upper realm kings came?" Yun Che swept his divine sense around and asked.
"No. They are probably watching, neither wanting to be the first to act, nor hoping for any movement from the Brahma Emperor God Realm." Chi Wuyue answered, then lightly bit her lip. "But they will come soon... right?"
Yun Che was silent for a moment, then said something strange: "Tell me... if Qianye Fantian were to be slaughtered without resistance, would she really kill him?"
"She" naturally referred to Qianye Ying'er.
"What do you mean by that?"
Behind Yun Che came Qianye Ying'er's rather cold voice.
She walked over slowly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yun Che, her voice carrying an icy malevolence: "The revenge for my mother, my own revenge... Back then, I refused to die willingly. Instead, I fought to escape to the Northern Divine Region, willing to become a demon, willing to become your dependent—all to kill Qianye Fantian!"
"You know all of this clearly, yet you ask such a ridiculous question." Qianye Ying'er walked to his side, her eyes slanting as she looked at him, her voice even deeper: "Even if the entire Brahma Emperor God Realm dies to the last, that old dog Qianye Fantian must be slain by my hand! That was a promise you made back then, so don't you dare forget it."
Yun Che glanced at her and said, "Then you will soon get your wish."
"Oh?" Qianye Ying'er's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her golden pupils flickering with a dark light. "Nothing could be better."
"I'll say it one more time: Qianye Fantian must be slain by my hand. Whoever dares to steal that kill... no matter who it is, I will kill him!"
Yun Che: "..."
Just then, Fen Daqi's figure flickered, and he knelt before Yun Che and Chi Wuyue: "Reporting to Demon Lord and Demon Empress, the main vessel of the Brahma Emperor God Realm is flying toward us. However, what is somewhat strange is that its speed is not fast, as if it is deliberately letting us detect it in advance."
"It will probably arrive in about half an hour."
Qianye Ying'er suddenly turned her eyes, killing intent overflowing.
"Don't stop them." Yun Che lowered his brows and smiled. "Open the realm directly and let them in."
"As you command!" Fen Daqi was stunned for a moment, then immediately carried out the order. Half an hour later, the Zhou Tian barrier slowly opened, and the massive Brahma Heavenly Ship descended upon Zhou Tian Heaven with a vast, surging aura.
But its arrival did not cast down the supreme majesty belonging to the number one profound vessel of the Eastern Divine Region. Instead, it was accompanied by a heavy aura of death.
From the Brahma Heavenly Ship, Qianye Fantian was the first to leap down.
Behind him were the Nine Fan Kings, and behind them, sixty-three others, each releasing the aura of a Divine Lord... they were all the surviving Brahma Emperor elders.
In other words, aside from the two ancestors and Gu Zhu, all the Divine Lords and all the core power of the Brahma Emperor God Realm had come to this place.
Such a lineup should have shaken the world with its heavenly might, but even at the head, Qianye Fantian himself did not release any imperial prestige. Instead, his entire body radiated a weakness visible at a glance.
The Moon Devourers and Burning Moon Divine Envoys quickly formed formations, encircling them. Without even requiring the Three Yan Ancestors to act, the mere pressure they exerted caused the Fan Kings and Brahma Emperor elders to feel heavy all over, gasping for breath.
The battle with Nanming had been short, but the release of power had allowed the Heaven-Harming Severing Thought poison to deeply penetrate their internal organs, profound veins, and meridians, reaching a point where it was utterly impossible to suppress.
From leaving Nanming to arriving at Zhou Tian, in these few short hours, the poison force that had completely run wild had brought all these Divine Lords to the very brink of death. They were so wretched it inspired pity—what prestige remained? What power to resist?
"Isn't this the Brahma Heavenly God Emperor?" Yun Che walked over unhurriedly, his gaze sweeping from the back to the front as he looked down at Qianye Fantian. "But this appearance of yours seems a bit unsightly."
Qianye Fantian could finally look at Yun Che up close. In just four short years, the man before him had undergone a complete transformation from head to toe—in cultivation, aura, gaze, posture... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might never have believed that a person could change so dramatically in such a short time.
"Yun Che," Qianye Fantian straightened his body and spoke slowly, "Back then, this king always regarded you as a calamity that had to be eliminated, and you certainly did not disappoint this king. Since I failed to eradicate you at the root, in just four years, the disaster has erupted like this."
As he spoke, his body suddenly shook violently, and streaks of blood tinged with a faint light slowly seeped from his seven orifices.
"Qianye... Fantian!"
The moment she saw Qianye Fantian, Qianye Ying'er's aura erupted in chaos. The killing intent that slipped out of her control was so fierce that even the strands of her wildly dancing hair flowed in disorder. The Oracle at her waist let out a series of sharp clangs.
With a harsh tearing sound, Qianye Ying'er burst forth like an arrow. The Oracle in her hand transformed into a murderous blade, stabbing straight at Qianye Fantian.
But her wrist was calmly and domineeringly seized by Yun Che. He glanced sideways and said lightly, "He came here not expecting to leave alive. If you kill him so cleanly, wouldn't that be a waste of all your efforts and hatred over these years?"
Qianye Ying'er's wrist trembled incessantly, her jade teeth clenched so hard they seemed about to shatter.
When they first met in the Northern Divine Region, as she knelt before Yun Che, the darkness and resentment that filled her eyes—Yun Che would not forget.
Killing Qianye Fantian was indeed the only reason for her to keep living, back when her power was crippled and she had fought with everything she had to escape into the Northern Divine Region.
"Qianye Fantian, I truly admire the grave you have chosen for yourself." Yun Che released Qianye Ying'er's wrist, a faint smile playing on his lips. "I just didn't expect you to drag all the Fan Kings and elders here to die with you. Tsk tsk!"
He let out a contemptuous laugh. "Any last words before you die?"
Qianye Fantian said, "The victor is king, the loser a bandit. Since I failed to uproot you back then and face this result today, this king has nothing to say."
His palm pressed against his heart, and his gaze gradually deepened. "This king came here today to make a trade with you."
"A trade? Hahahaha!" Yun Che burst into loud laughter, his tone mocking. "You don't actually dream that I will cure your poison, do you?"
"Heh heh heh heh," Qianye Fantian also laughed. "If this king could survive today, that would instead be a profound disappointment in you as a Demon Lord."
"Oh?" Yun Che wore an expression of great interest.
Qianye Fantian's palm slowly opened. With the release of a strange golden light, the Brahma Soul Bell, symbolizing the lifeblood of the Brahma Emperor, appeared in his hand, producing a soft ring that stirred the soul.
Behind him, the Fan Kings and elders felt their souls shake. Their chaotic minds became much clearer. They raised their heads, staring fixedly at the divine light of the Brahma Soul Bell... it was the highest faith of their entire lives.
"Hear the decree of all Brahma Emperor disciples!" Qianye Fantian gripped the Brahma Soul Bell, and his originally calm voice suddenly took on a compelling authority.
"Whoever bears the Brahma Emperor bloodline and holds the Brahma Soul Bell shall be the supreme emperor of the Brahma Emperor clan!" His body trembled under the poison, but his every word carried the might of heaven, striking the heart like a heavy hammer. "I, Qianye Fantian, the thirty-first-generation Brahma Heavenly God Emperor of the Brahma Emperor lineage, hereby pass on the Brahma Soul Bell and the title of God Emperor to Qianye Ying'er... Honoring Qianye Ying'er as the thirty-second-generation Brahma Heavenly God Emperor of the Brahma Emperor God Realm!"①
"Mas... Master?"
The kneeling Fan Kings and elders all had eyes that flickered violently. When Qianye Fantian took out the Brahma Soul Bell, they had vaguely guessed something.
Was this the final "path to survival" he had spoken of?
"...Oh?" Chi Wuyue looked at Qianye Fantian, then glanced at Qianye Ying'er, lost in thought.
Confronted with Qianye Fantian's sudden move, Yun Che said nothing. But Qianye Ying'er suddenly shifted and slowly walked toward Qianye Fantian... the Oracle in her hand still flashed with a somewhat violent golden light.
"Ying... er..."
"My name is Yun Qianying." Qianye Ying'er stood before Qianye Fantian, her gaze icy cold. "That naive woman named Qianye Ying'er was already strangled to death by your own hands. You haven't forgotten so soon, have you?"
Faced with Qianye Ying'er's eyes that held not a trace of warmth, Qianye Fantian's face broke into a smile. His palm lifted with a slight tremor. "Take the Brahma Soul Bell, and you will be... the Brahma Heavenly God Emperor!"
Qianye Ying'er's expression did not change. She reached out and took the Brahma Soul Bell from Qianye Fantian's hand... With such incredible ease, she seized the lifeblood of the Brahma Emperor God Realm in her palm.
In her pupils reflected the fundamental golden light from the Brahma Soul Bell, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
The Brahma Soul Bell had once been her most coveted treasure. One of the goals of all her efforts had been to become a Brahma Heavenly God Emperor no less than Qianye Fantian.
But the first time she obtained the Brahma Soul Bell, she gave it up... Not only did she return it to Qianye Fantian, but to save him, she resolutely made the greatest sacrifice of her life.
Right at this moment, the Brahma Soul Bell had come into her hands once again. But it brought not glory and satisfaction, but rather... awakened the deep shame and hatred.
With one hand gripping the Brahma Soul Bell tightly, golden light shot from her other hand. Without any hesitation, the Oracle pierced straight through Qianye Fantian's body, mercilessly transfixing his torso.
"Master!!"
Amidst the cries of grief, Qianye Fantian fell to his knees in an instant. He lowered his eyes slowly, looking at the golden light that had pierced through his chest.
"Qianye Fantian," Qianye Ying'er looked down at him, her gaze cold as an abyss. "If I felt even a shred of pity for you because of this Brahma Soul Bell, I would be unworthy of the 'grace' you bestowed on me back then, and even more unworthy of my mother!"
Riiip!
With a flick of the Oracle, a bloody hole burst open in Qianye Fantian's chest. His body flew sideways, scattering a great rain of blood in the air, and crashed heavily in the distance.
The Fan Kings hurriedly forced their profound energy, rushing toward Qianye Fantian.
But Qianye Fantian, drenched in blood as he landed, suddenly raised his head and let out a hearty laugh: "Good! Well done! This is the daughter of me, Qianye Fantian! This is what a Brahma Heavenly God Emperor should be! Haha... hahahaha...!"
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① Qianye Fantian's original name is Qianye Wutian. (The three Brahma Gods are Qianye Wusheng, Qianye Wubei, and Qianye Wu'ai o(*￣︶￣*)o)
2. Did my hints not make it clear enough? Then let me put it bluntly: Don't vote! Ignore it!
3. Happy Children's Day.