The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 233 - 128: A Glimpse of Ten Thousand Years, The Reincarnation of the Great Demon_1

Chapter 233: Chapter 128: A Glimpse of Ten Thousand Years, The Reincarnation of the Great Demon_1

Within the ancient mirror.

A man cloaked in blood-red robes wielded a crimson longsword, wandering through the vast desert.

His blood-red robe fluttered noisily in the wind.

A lonely shape under the sun, from afar, it looked like a smudge of crimson sunset.

An injured girl, clutching her bloody wound, marched relentlessly towards this crimson figure.

The crowd watching the scene was somewhat moved.

"For such a cruel and heartless blade to strike you, and still to pursue relentlessly, Palace Master of Tianxin, you are truly... infatuated." Ling Yayi opined.

Unchanged in expression, Ningtuo stared at the mirror: "She is her, I am me."

Naturally, she wouldn’t want to accept that the girl in the mirror was her reality.

The scene in the mirror shifted again.

The girl with perfectly groomed brows had once again found the man in the blood-red robe. Watching him in dismay, she murmured softly, "Blood Pearl..."

As though she tried to say more, ultimately nothing came out and she could only gently call his name.

The man in the blood robe looked up, his gaze icy and devoid of emotions, he did not see the girl at all.

All he saw was the air, a vague human form, an illusory figure.

"All is illusion, all is forgotten."

Once again, he unsheathed his sword, revealing the shadow of its blood-red blade.

This time, he seemed to exert more force. The girl was cleaved in two at the waist.

The girl’s face held an expression of disbelief, tear stains on her cheeks: "Blood Pearl..."

But she could say nothing more, calling his name still.

Everyone watching was taken aback by this sight, the image of the man in the blood-red robe inflaming feelings of anger within them.

"This man is truly heartless!"

"Ruthless and void of righteousness, this is indeed demonic."

"I do not know what happened, let’s continue watching."

Even in Bai Di’s eyes, there flickered a trace of melancholic resignation.

Was this the torment endured within the Gate of Ten Thousand Monsters?

The scenes continued, the figure in a blood robe aimlessly strolling through the mortal world.

It seemed that without the girl’s entanglement, he moved faster, killing even more ruthlessly.

Upon seeing a city, he drew his sword and slaughtered it.

Every living being he encountered proclaimed its death sentence.

The spectators were horrified: "He is a god of slaughter!"

"He’s been possessed by a demon!"

"Palace Master of Tianxin, how could you love such a beast?"

Ningtuo watched coldly, biting her lip, falling silent.

The crimson figure was just like the world’s most powerful demon, slaughtering all enemies in sight.

The wind howled amidst the snowstorm.

Upon the city wall, a general clad in heavy armour led an army of ten thousand out of the city to confront the crimson figure.

Ten thousand soldiers, bravely going to their deaths.

The battle lasted seven days and seven nights.

The nation’s army, all gathered here.

The crimson figure was like a death god, incessantly reaping the lives of mortal beings.

Finally, one night, the man in the blood-red robe collapsed from exhaustion. He held tightly to his broken sword, his eyes filled with confusion: "Am I... really this weak?"

The man in the blood-red robe couldn’t understand why he was so weak.

He can clearly remember that he once massacred three thousand cultivators of the same level, not batting an eye.

How come this kind of army could overpower him?

The crimson figure was captured, chains piled heavily upon him.

He was covered in layers and layers of iron chains.

The people of the entire royal city came out to witness, rejoicing at the sight of the blood-colored figure on the prisoner wagon, dancing and laughing out loud.

Cursing and slandering.

Rotten eggs, stone, rotten cabbage, all were thrown at him.

The great general captured the blood demon, paraded it for seven days before carrying out execution by fire.

The city was bustling with activity for seven days.

All the pent-up anger was vented on that crimson figure.

Seven days passed, and the crimson figure was chained to an iron column.

Beneath him was a large pile of firewood.

The women were cursing at him loudly: "Burn the demon, burn him!"

"A demon like this should die and descend deep into hell, never to reincarnate!"

Listening to the slurs, confusion filled the eyes of the man in the crimson robe: "Am I... a demon?"

He couldn’t help but suspect that he had forgotten something.

The roaring fire ignited, making it impossible for him to open his eyes.

A vaguely familiar voice rang, "Blood Pearl..."

A petite figure leaped over the crowd below, tightly embracing the man chained up. She tried with all her might to break free from the chains, but to no avail.

"Blood Pearl..." The girl was anxious as the flames spread, hugging the blood-red robe tightly, constantly trying to shake him awake.

"You..." There was a momentary clarity in the mind of the man in the blood-red robe, "Who are you?"

He opened his eyes, but he could see nothing in front of him.

He could clearly feel someone hugging him, but he couldn’t see her.

"I..." The girl seemed to want to say something, but she couldn’t utter a word, she could only keep murmuring the name "Blood Pearl".

The fire spread, and amidst the thousands of spectators, their faces lit up with pleasure and anticipation.

The girl clung to the man in the crimson robe, unwilling to let go even as the fire blazed around her.

A petite girl, tightly hugging the figure in the crimson robe, was swallowed up by the roaring flames amidst the snow.

The snow fell continuously, the fire burning ever brighter, until... everything descended into emptiness.

Ningtuo remained silent.

Ling Yayi sighed again: "What a lovesick child."

Upon speaking these words, he glanced at Ningtuo, a melancholic look on his face.

"The demon deserved its death, but it was quite a pity for that girl who jumped into the flames as well." said He Wu.