usatvline Chapter 759: The Obsession of the Remnant Soul of the Divine Palace
Chapter 759: The Obsession of the Remnant Soul of the Divine Palace
The moment Yun Yao stepped through the bronze door, a biting chill, accompanied by the smell of rust, assaulted her. The countless shadowy figures of war halberds suspended within the hall glowed a dark red, like awakened, bloodthirsty ghosts, surrounding her. In Chu Mochen's previous life's Divine Monarch Hall, the pressure condensed from the remnant soul's obsession weighed down her shoulders like a physical force, and every breath felt like dragging a thousand-pound boulder.
"Just in time." A cold voice boomed through the void, and a shadowy figure coalesced from the clump of war halberds. It was Chu Mochen, clad in gilded armor. His features shone with the fierceness of his divine realm, a stark contrast to the gentleness she was familiar with. The shadowy figure raised his hand, and thousands of war halberds suddenly roared, piercing Yun Yao like the Milky Way rolling back into the sky.
Yun Yao's pupils shrank sharply, and the remaining medicinal power of the Resurrection Flower in her sleeve instantly transformed into a shield. But when the halberd touched the shield, she suddenly realized that these phantoms could penetrate the spiritual defense and directly attack the soul! Memories flooded into her mind like a tide - in the Netherworld illusion, she had seen these halberds pierce Chu Mochen. In every reincarnation, he used such weapons to protect her from fatal dangers.
"So you already knew about our bond..." Yun Yao gritted her teeth, backhanding the halberd thrust towards her heart. The sharp blade sliced through her palm, blood spurting down the shaft, unexpectedly causing the halberd to tremble slightly. She watched the shadowy figure's eyes flicker with a flicker of struggle, and a sudden realization welled up within her: these remnant souls' obsession wasn't just an attack; it represented the unspeakable pain and obsession Chu Mochen had endured for seventeen lifetimes.
"This time, I don't want you to be my shield anymore." Yun Yao's voice choked with sobs, letting blood drip onto the tiles of the Divine Monarch's Hall. Each drop of blood was like a stone dropped into a deep pool, rippling through the remnant soul's obsession. The attack of the halberd-wielding phantoms gradually slowed, and Chu Mochen's phantom frowned, as if resisting some powerful force.
At this moment, Yun Yao's Heaven-Defying Fate Plate suddenly vibrated violently, and images of seventeen reincarnations appeared on the disk. The explosion in the modern laboratory, the tense situation during their first encounter in the world of cultivation, the shared life and death in the netherworld illusion... All the images were projected in the Divine Lord's Palace like a revolving lantern, and in each one, Chu Mochen's figure was present.
"Look," Yun Yao pointed at the scene in the picture where Chu Mochen blocked the thunder tribulation for her, "every time I thought it was a chance encounter, it was actually your protection across time and space. But you forgot that I also have the power to protect you." Her hair flew in the fluctuations of spiritual power, and the golden seal between her eyebrows resonated with the destiny disk against heaven, emitting a dazzling light.
The phantom suddenly roared, and thousands of war halberds attacked frantically once again. But this time, Yun Yao didn't defend herself, instead opening her arms and letting the halberd blades pierce through her. In the instant the excruciating pain hit her, her consciousness sank deep into Chu Mochen's memories. She witnessed how, during the collapse of the divine realm, the War Halberd Lord sacrificed his own divinity, begging the Hongmeng Heavenly Dao to restart the cycle of reincarnation. She saw how, in each of his reincarnations, he had developed an inexplicable affection for her, even before his memories awakened.
"It turns out that you fell into this cause and effect earlier than me." Yun Yao's tears mixed with blood dripped, "Seventeen lives of loneliness, seventeen lives of waiting, this time, it's my turn to end it." She mobilized all the spiritual power in her body and injected the twin soul fires into the destiny disk against heaven. The golden flames instantly swept through the God Temple, enveloping all the shadows of the war spears.
Under the flames, Chu Mochen's shadow gradually became transparent, his expression shifting from indifference to shock. Watching Yun Yao's disregard for her own safety, the emotions sealed deep within his memory burst forth like a dam bursting. The tenderness, love, and reluctance once concealed by obsession finally saw the light of day under the illumination of his twin soul flames.
"Lady Saint..." The shadow's voice became hoarse, "In this life, I wanted to love you well with a brand new identity, no longer burdened by the shackles of the past. But why..." His figure began to dissipate, but at the last moment it condensed into a solid body and reached out to touch Yun Yao's face.
Yun Yao grabbed his hand, feeling the illusory yet real warmth: "Because our destiny has never been a one-sided sacrifice. Chu Mochen, whether it is the Lord of War Halberd or you now, I love you." She rested her forehead against his, and the power of the Heaven-Defying Destiny Plate merged with the twin soul fires to form a warm light shield.
Suddenly, a crack opened in the ground of the Divine Monarch's Palace, and a pristine box rose from it. Yun Yao opened the box, revealing a jade slip and a miniature war halberd—the very token Chu Mochen had shown her upon his reawakening. The jade slip contained the War Halberd Divine Monarch's final wish: If there is an afterlife, he wishes to be reborn as a mortal, so that he can enjoy the world of fireworks with her.
"So, you've already prepared to let go." Yun Yao clutched the jade slip tightly, tears welling up. Chu Mochen's shadow gradually softened in the light. He smiled and placed the miniature halberd in her palm: "Lady Saint, in this life, the door to the Divine Monarch Palace will always be open to you. But I hope even more that you can open the door that I, Chu Mochen, have prepared for you."
As soon as the words fell, the shadowy figure completely dissipated, and the myriad halberds transformed into tiny specks of starlight. Silence returned to the Divine Sovereign's Hall, with only the halberd and jade slip in Yun Yao's hands as testament to this bond that transcended time and space. She tucked the token close to her body, turned, and left the Divine Sovereign's Hall, a new resolve in her heart—in this life, she would not only rewrite her destiny, but also, together with Chu Mochen, write their own future.
Outside the Demon Abyss, the Demonic Mist, the body of Liu Yan'er, felt the fluctuations of the Palace of the Gods and let out a sharp laugh: "Yun Yao, do you think you can sit back and relax after breaking the obsession of the remnant soul? The plan of the Chaos Demon Sect has just begun..." Her figure merged into the darkness, leaving only a trace of faint demonic energy, foreshadowing that a new crisis is about to come.