Jun Changxiao was the Stone Image Clan chieftain’s son? Didn’t that mean he was his own son?
In an instant, the red-haired man stood frozen in place as if struck by lightning.
He never dreamed that the guy who looked so punchable would actually be his own child!
No!
Why was there no blood resonance back then?
A strong person who had reached the red-haired man’s level could sense the气息 of blood thicker than water when facing their biological son. Even descendants many generations removed could capture blood resonance.
But when fighting Jun Changxiao, there was absolutely no reaction.
There was only one possibility—that guy wasn’t his child, or from the very beginning, what Gongsun Ruoli gave birth to wasn’t his flesh and blood!
This thought.
Was a bit impressive.
Adding color to his own head!
“Impossible!”
The red-haired man hurriedly dismissed this unrealistic notion, saying firmly: “Definitely my flesh and blood!”
When the child was just born, he was in the Stone Image Domain. Though the time spent together was very short, the气息 of blood thicker than water was especially strong.
“What’s going on!”
The more the red-haired man thought, the more confused he became. He threw that martial artist away and stood in place roaring while holding his head.
No good!
I must investigate this clearly!
The red-haired man immediately set out to head for the Eternal Realm, to find Jun Changxiao and ask clearly.
Very obviously, because of his son, he forgot what the Heavenly Demon Emperor had instructed him to do. Not only did he not go to remote regions to attract attention, he even prepared to actively deliver himself.
“Whoosh——”
Red light streamed through, piercing space.
Readers seeing this cursed aloud: “They’re going to miss each other? Going to keep dragging this out?”
Not happening.
The red-haired man flew out of the Upper Realm and discovered energy fluctuations, so he stopped in place.
In just a moment, the Eternal sliced through the void flying over. The two sides happened to meet face to face.
Fate.
Wonderfully inexplicable.
“Beep! Beep!”
The Eternal’s star map issued a warning that someone was nearby.
“Hmm?” Jun Changxiao subconsciously released his intent. He quickly locked onto the red-haired man, and after seeing his appearance clearly, blurted out: “This guy didn’t die?”
Not right!
Stabbed through the forehead by the heroic soul Nezha—how could he still live?
“Normal.”
The System said: “As a top-tier level strong person, he naturally also has mysterious life-saving methods. Not like the host’s disciples who, when dead, can just be clicked to revive in the Lingyan Pavilion.”
Just speak if you’re going to speak—why add mockery at the end?
Unlike Jun Changxiao’s surprise, Gongsun Ruoli, who had just walked into the cockpit, saw the red-haired man and her expression instantly froze.
He!
Was actually still alive!
“Hmph!”
Jun Changxiao brought out the Xuanyuan Divine Sword and said coldly: “Then I’ll just kill him once more!”
This red-haired man was in league with the Heavenly Demon Emperor, and had killed Xiao Zuiji. Though later revived, the mortal feud was already established.
“Crack! Crack!”
The hatch opened.
If it were before, Jun Changxiao definitely had no confidence in solo combat with the red-haired man. Now having broken through to the top tier, he couldn’t handle the Heavenly Demon Emperor, but couldn’t handle this guy?
“Son…”
Gongsun Ruoli came to her senses and was just about to speak to stop him when Dog Sheng flew out with eyes full of killing intent.
Seeing the one flying out from the warship was precisely the person he was looking for, the red-haired man was delighted. But the next second he hurriedly retreated, because Heavenly Gang Sword Intent had already slashed over.
When enemies meet, eyes blaze red with特别 hatred.
Jun Changxiao wasn’t one to follow jianghu ethics—he just went all in!
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Heavenly Gang Sword Intent erupted wantonly, transforming into streams of light with the势 of tearing space as they pressed over!
Having fought the Heavenly Demon Emperor, he was always at a disadvantage, preventing Jun Changxiao from fully displaying his true strength. Now he could fight to his heart’s content!
The feeling was great!
The red-haired man’s injuries hadn’t healed to begin with. Facing Jun Changxiao whose strength had greatly increased, he instantly fell into passivity. Though he could barely dodge the sharp sword energy, the process could be described as heart-stopping!
“This kid got stronger again!”
If he were my son, I’d definitely be very proud!
“Jun…”
The red-haired man wanted to speak and clarify the matter, but Jun Changxiao gave him no opportunity at all. Holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, he charged over. Sky-filling sword energy tore through space with various special effects instantly maxed out.
Facing the Heavenly Demon Emperor, timid and weak.
Facing the red-haired man, heavy fists strike out!
Heaven didn’t birth him, Jun Changxiao—the eternal sword dao would be like endless night!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Sky-filling sword energy erupted, slashing down at tricky angles.
Because the speed was too fast and too cunning, the red-haired man ultimately couldn’t dodge. His right shoulder was immediately slashed with a deep long wound.
“Pchi!”
“Pchi!”
Jun Changxiao pressed his advantage, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword frequently cutting through the void. Sharp sword energy slashed across the other’s body, leaving traces of wounds.
“…”
The red-haired man retreated dripping with blood, his face异常 pale.
Already injured to begin with, now attacked again—this was truly adding frost to snow.
“Die!”
Just then, Jun Changxiao transformed into a sword gleam and charged over!
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword not only channeled Heavenly Gang Sword Intent but also channeled Immortal Sound Power. Clearly he intended to directly annihilate this guy.
Intense death energy surged into his heart. The red-haired man knew his life was ending. His heart was bitter无比 as he thought inwardly: “If he is my son, what harm is there in dying by his hand?”
Thinking of this.
He gave up resistance and calmly faced death.
If at this moment Gongsun Ruoli suddenly stepped forward and blocked in front of the red-haired man, the plot would become extremely melodramatic.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao charged over carrying overwhelming killing intent.
Kill my disciple, must die!
“Son!”
Just at this critical juncture, Gongsun Ruoli’s voice with a crying tone came from behind: “He is your father!”
“Pchi——” The sound just rang out when the sharp Xuanyuan Divine Sword had already pierced through the red-haired man’s chest.
Last time piercing the forehead didn’t kill him.
This time piercing the heart should finish him, right!
Actually, regardless of where it pierced, the red-haired man was certain to die. First, that kind of life-saving divine ability couldn’t be used repeatedly. Second, he simply hadn’t resisted at all.
After piercing through the chest, Jun Changxiao wasn’t happy. On the contrary, the muscles on his face stiffened, because he heard Gongsun Ruoli’s crying shout—though… it was a tiny bit late.
“Wah!”
The red-haired man spat out a mouthful of blood, a smile appearing with difficulty at the corner of his mouth.
He also heard Gongsun Ruoli’s shout and also saw her from his current視野. Combined with what was just said, it proved the young man before him was his own son.
Damn.
Too melodramatic.
The author could hardly keep writing.
“Mother.” Jun Changxiao stiffly turned his head and said: “You… what did you say?”
Gongsun Ruoli stopped in the distance. Seeing the red-haired man dripping with blood and pierced through the chest, tears couldn’t stop flowing as she said: “He is your biological father!”
“What about Zhang San!”
“Sect Master Jun…” Zhang San flew out from the Eternal, quite embarrassed as he said: “Madam Gongsun was afraid you’d blame yourself for patricide, so she had me impersonate.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao nearly collapsed.
So it turns out this guy was my dad, and now I’ve committed patricide again!
Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough—he had shifted to the side a bit. With his cultivation level, he shouldn’t die.
Just as he was thinking this, the red-haired man whose chest was pierced by the Xuanyuan Divine Sword suddenly drooped his head, his hands naturally hanging down.
“Hey! Hey!”
Jun Changxiao’s hands rested on his shoulders, shaking him desperately and shouting: “Don’t die!”