Chapter 1079 — A Love That Never Wavers

"Our child, we have lain silent since the primordial era until now, passing through countless ages, observing the course of the myriad worlds of the cosmos, discerning the hidden and mysterious principles within the void, perceiving past and future. " "Child, we have seen the suffering the Creators in the Great Void will face in the future, and we have also sensed your heart.

" "Child, return to the Great Void. Bear these three prophecies; in the future they will be fulfilled one by one. " .

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On the treasure carriage, Luo Xiao bowed deeply, choking with sobs, weeping until he could make no sound. In the twenty-third void, the ancestral spirits of the Creator forebears told him the three prophecies concerning the Creators of the Great Void: the prophecy of the Great Emperor's invasion and Cloud Tianzun, the prophecy of the Other Shore World, and the prophecy of the Holy Infant.

After the three prophecies, the ancestral spirits were silent for a moment. "Child, strive to live. You.

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go now. " Luo Xiao withdrew his divine consciousness. Shen Mu also withdrew his own divine consciousness, and watched Luo Xiao, who had fallen into wild ecstasy.

Agitated, he paced back and forth, embraced Long Qilin, embraced Yan'er, and even hugged and kissed the six Heavenly Dragons. At last, he tightly embraced Shen Mu and, choking back sobs, said: "Mu, you are my true brother!

" Shen Mu wore a smile, clapped him firmly on the back, and said softly: "We should go, brother. " Luo Xiao released him, wiped the tears from his face, and smiled with great innocence.

Shen Mu quietly activated the reverse summoning formation, sensing the altar left outside the Ancestral Court.

At this moment, within the mining vein, Gu Xiao was covered in wounds, already in imminent peril under the attacks of Dahong and the void mother-beast.

Dahong's laughter drifted from there. "Taichu, you have finally lost. You die here, and your true body outside will never know what happened in this place!

And I will gradually devour and consume the power you hold!

" Like a cat that had caught a beloved mouse, he was in no hurry to kill Gu Xiao, but toyed with him bit by bit, making Gu Xiao's wounds ever heavier, yet unable to escape.

"I will gradually encroach upon your Heavenly Court, divide your strength, and little by little destroy the era you established — make you despair, make you unable to find your true enemy, make you die at last amidst endless agony!

" At last, Gu Xiao knelt, kneeling before Gong Yun's golden coffin, with no strength left to fight. Dahong stood before him, strange and eerie light flickering in his pupils, the tip of his spear lifting Gu Xiao's chin. He chuckled: "I will seize your divine consciousness, obtain the Great Dao within this body of yours.

I will understand everything about you, and your true body will never know that I have been lurking at your side.

" Gu Xiao raised his head with difficulty, grinned, his teeth smeared with scarlet blood: "Great Emperor, do you know where Gong Yun's soul is? " Dahong's pupils contracted sharply.

"I carry it with me.

" Gu Xiao laughed with great relish: "I have carried her soul all along. Though I killed her, I once loved her too, so I imprisoned her soul. Would you like to see her one more time? " The spear in Dahong's hand trembled; his voice was hoarse: "Release her soul!

" Gu Xiao raised his hand with difficulty, took a jade pendant from his neck. He wanted to crush it with force, but could not crush it. His wounds were too grave; his lamp was all but spent.

Dahong snatched it away, pried open the jade pendant, and a woman's soul flew up from within it, drifting and floating, flying toward the golden coffin. Dahong gazed at this woman's soul with infatuation — it was none other than his beloved wife, his Goddess King Gong Yun. "Nüxin.

. . " He came to the golden coffin.

Within the golden coffin, the beloved who had haunted his dreams slowly opened her eyes.

Dahong's body trembled; a smile hung on his face as he extended his palm toward the woman in the coffin. The woman in the coffin raised her hand, and the two palms clasped. Dahong drew her to her feet and embraced this Goddess King who had returned from death. Two streams of tears poured from his eyes without cease: "Nüxin, my beloved wife, all these years I have been thinking of you, always wanting to see you again. I have countless words I want to say to you.

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" Behind him, Gu Xiao revealed a mocking smile, and slowly raised the Imperial Sword in his hand, pointing the hilt at Dahong's back.

A slender jade hand grasped the hilt of the Imperial Sword.

With a squelch, the Imperial Sword stabbed into Dahong's back, piercing his heart. The woman in Dahong's arms released him. Dahong knelt heavily before the golden coffin.

The void mother-beast roared in fury, opening its bloody maw to devour that Goddess King who had returned from death.

"Beast! " Dahong was seized with towering rage, blood spraying ceaselessly from his mouth.

He rebuked the void mother-beast, shouting sternly: "Begone —" The void mother-beast let out a timid cry, leaped into the void with a bound, glanced back once, then vanished.

Blood gurgled from Dahong's mouth. He raised his head to look at his beloved wife, a smile still hanging on his face: "Nüxin, I would betray everyone, betray my own race, but I would never betray you, never change my heart toward you.

" The woman in the coffin was expressionless. She rose slowly, passed over the top of his head, and came to stand behind him.

Gently she grasped the hilt of the Imperial Sword, and drove it in heavily.

A length of blade tip emerged from Dahong's chest.

The Dao-might contained within the Imperial Sword was destroying the functions of his physical body and suppressing his divine consciousness. "I still love you, unchanging in this life.

. . " he said with a smile. Goddess King Gong Yun lay down by his ear, her long beautiful hair hanging from his neck down to his chest.

Her voice was filled with boundless hatred. "But I no longer love you, Great Emperor.

Ever since you destroyed my race, I have not loved you. " Her voice was like a scraping-bone knife.

Her palm gently twisted the hilt, bit by bit grinding Dahong's heart to pieces: "I feel only hatred for you, only infinite and endless hatred.

I can stoop to consort with Taichu, borrow his power to kill you. Let me quietly tell you — I threw our child to its death, and I even bore a child with Taichu!

" The smile on Dahong's face did not diminish: "So long as you live.

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" Squelch. Goddess King Gong Yun wrenched the Imperial Sword free with force.

Gu Xiao staggered to his feet, and sneered: "Daoist friend, you still cannot defeat me. " Goddess King Gong Yun did not turn to look at him. She raised the sword and swept it level behind her; the blade-light flashed across Gu Xiao's neck.

Gu Xiao's head slid from his neck. His corpse toppled, the smile on his face frozen, revealing an expression of disbelief.

Goddess King Gong Yun reversed the hilt and hurled it down heavily. With a squelch, it plunged into the back-heart of Gu Xiao's headless body, running him through and nailing him to the floor of the mining vein.

"I hate traitors most of all.

" She raised her foot and crushed Gu Xiao's skull. She spoke indifferently.

Dahong still had not breathed his last. Lying on the ground, looking at Gu Xiao's headless corpse, he chuckled: "Well killed, well killed!

Nüxin, go quickly — go outside the mining vein. There is a youth there called Mu Qing who can take you away from this place! I am interfering with his divine consciousness, and I can barely hold him down much longer. This is the only chance. .

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" Goddess King Gong Yun seized his neck and hauled him up, striding toward the outside of the mining vein: "I will not let you die just like that.