No one expected that Fang Shanya would suddenly employ his divine ability, bringing the four Eight Celestial Dragons into cosmic space and decisively choosing soul self-detonation.
This kind of death where soul and spirit scatter—not everyone has the courage to do it, unless driven to a dead end.
Exactly.
Fang Shanya’s current situation was precisely a dead end, because he had sold his soul to the Heavenly Demon Emperor.
There was no shore behind him, only hell.
So while still alive, while not yet controlled by the other party, he might as well choose redemption through self-sacrifice.
Was he foolish?
Jun Changxiao thought him very foolish.
But in truth, he wasn’t foolish at all.
Decisively employing his divine ability, decisively choosing self-detonation—redemption was one aspect, but another aspect was preserving Hengyuan Realm’s countless living beings.
From the earlier formation, Jun Changxiao and the four Eight Celestial Dragons were bound to slaughter each other. The millions of controlled subjects would inevitably participate in battle as well. Regardless of who won or lost in the end, they would suffer heavy casualties.
Fang Shanya didn’t wish to see this scene, so he could only choose to sacrifice himself.
The divine ability instantly enveloped the four, giving them no chance to shake the bell—this decision was sound.
As for death, Fang Shanya took it calmly.
Since he chose to rescue his subjects, it was tantamount to offending the Heavenly Demon Emperor.
Even if Jun Changxiao and Jian Guixu could deal with those four, once news reached the other party’s ears, his own ending would still be death.
Dead either way—naturally he should die meaningfully.
It must be said that Fang Shanya’s choice of soul self-detonation involved meticulous analysis—it wasn’t a hot-headed rush to fight the enemy to the death.
He was Hengyuan Realm’s sinner.
But he equally chose redemption through death.
Jian Guixu remained silent for a long time. Only after the mushroom cloud gradually weakened did he speak: “Perhaps for him, forever living in the Great Harmony World he constructed was also a form of release.”
“Alas.”
Jun Changxiao sighed.
“Hm?”
Suddenly, he discovered four somewhat bedraggled figures gradually appearing within the enormous vortex formed by the explosion, so he said with surprise: “They didn’t die?”
…
When an upper-tier Heavenly Mystery Realm expert chose self-detonation after employing a divine ability, the resulting power was quite terrifying. The detonation site had completely collapsed, not only forming a massive vortex but gradually transforming into a black hole swallowing everything around it.
“Bleh!”
“Bleh!”
At the explosion’s edge, the four King Nagas flew out with difficulty, then unable to suppress their injuries, opened their mouths to spray blood, their faces each paler than the last.
As capable generals of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, their strength could indeed withstand the test—naturally they wouldn’t die from Fang Shanya’s soul self-detonation. However, injured they certainly were.
The tragedy was this was their second time being blown up in such a bedraggled state!
The first time?
That’s right—the Star Spirit Realm explosion.
These four brothers were unlucky enough. Either being blown up or on the road to being blown up—they couldn’t dodge no matter how they tried.
“Fortunately, it was only a Heavenly Mystery Realm soul self-detonation. The power was far less than a top-tier plane. We can recover from our injuries after resting a few days,” King Naga said with relief.
“Rest a few days?”
A voice came to their ears: “You’re thinking too much.”
“Swoosh!”
The four immediately assumed dragon-snake-tiger-crane postures, vigilantly looking toward Jun Changxiao who had appeared behind them out of nowhere, the light in their eyes uncertain.
Before being blown up, they were very confident.
Now with injuries, they immediately felt somewhat anxious.
Anxious was certain, because in front not only stood Jun Changxiao, but all around were Jian Guixu, Eternal Sect’s high-ranking members and disciples. The pitiful four were already bedraggled, now encircled on all sides.
Don’t panic!
There’s still the bell!
King Naga hastily raised his hand, then froze on the spot.
The bell?
Where’s my bell?
“Hey.”
Jun Changxiao shook the item in his hand: “Looking for this?”
“You…”
King Naga said incredulously: “When did you steal it!”
This “steal” was quite apt.
Jun Changxiao had used the Concealment Spirit to approach undetected while he was flying out vomiting blood, and smoothly lifted it from his waist.
“Before Realm Lord Fang departed, he entrusted Hengyuan Realm’s living beings to this seat. Naturally, I won’t let them come to harm.”
“…”
Without the bell, King Naga’s expression was extremely ugly.
He and his companions were injured, and the treasure used to borrow troops was also gone—what should they do now?
Simple: run.
Let it be stated upfront—it’s not that Jun Changxiao’s strength was formidable, but rather that we were blown up once and in terrible condition.
Very good at making excuses for themselves.
Unfortunately, if Jun Changxiao let several wounded escape under his nose, he would absolutely have no face to meet Sect Leader Wang in the underworld, so he immediately waved his sleeve and shouted: “Prepare to capture the demons!”
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
Eternal Sect’s high-ranking members and disciples immediately swarmed forward.
“Damn it!”
King Naga roared: “Fight them with—”
“Boom!”
Before he finished speaking, He Wudi’s heavy punch directly smashed into his face. The man instantly flew out magnificently, and because it was mixed with Immortal Sound Power, his injuries immediately worsened, his head buzzing.
“That bro!”
“Boom boom boom!”
The other three Eight Celestial Dragons had no time to care about King Naga, because care from Eternal Sect immediately came over.
Jun Changxiao also participated.
Without employing any gorgeous martial techniques, without using his awesome heaven and earth attributes—just the most simple and unadorned Van der Biao-style double-handed scratching and clawing.
The sect leader took the lead.
The high-ranking members and disciples also became unrestrained.
“…”
Jian Guixu’s mouth twitched.
Was this battle? It was simply like shrews!
…
Fang Shanya chose soul annihilation to severely wound the four Eight Celestial Dragons, protecting the controlled subjects and also helping Jun Changxiao avoid a fierce battle, successfully knocking them to the ground, beating them black and blue, beating them until they foamed at the mouth.
Thus, the title of most miserable was claimed by these four brothers.
Though King Duola had his head severed, at least he fought with Jun Changxiao. In contrast, these four were first blown up, then miserably ganged up on—the entire process utterly without ability to fight back.
“Creak!”
In the depths of Tianyuan Prison-Suppressing Tower, the half-dead King Nagas and others were thrown into cells. When light disappeared with the closing of the great door, what awaited them would be—Er Ya’s love.
…
Hengyuan Realm.
Jun Changxiao shook the bell.
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
The millions of warriors suspended in the sky fell down one after another.
Their gazes remained vacant, completely unaware that the Realm Lord had already perished.
“Sect Leader Jun.”
Jian Guixu said: “Please help them break the drug’s control.”
“Mm.”
Jun Changxiao nodded: “I will.”
Whether Fang Shanya was right or wrong—with his soul scattered, it no longer mattered.
Since before departing he entrusted this plane’s living beings to himself, naturally he couldn’t fail this dying request.
That day, with Miao Saifeng leading the treatment team, they set up in Hengyuan City’s plaza, restoring rationality and freedom one by one to the warriors who had suffered drug control.
“Realm Lord…”
The subjects who regained consciousness, upon learning the Realm Lord had chosen self-sacrifice to resist the Heavenly Demon Emperor, all knelt tearfully outside the palace.
Many people had been fed the drug in confusion and didn’t know the reasons. Jun Changxiao, to preserve Fang Shanya’s final dignity, also didn’t plan to tell them the truth.
Some things should be let go with the wind.
“Sect Leader Jun.”
On the mountain peak, after commemorating the deceased Fang Shanya, Jian Guixu inquired: “Does a peaceful and worry-free world of great harmony truly exist in this heaven and earth?”
Jun Changxiao was silent for a moment, then said: “Perhaps it exists.”
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