Little You was dead, and Bodhi no longer had any weaknesses. It seemed that she had taken her own life to ensure that Bodhi could enact revenge for the specters. Right before her death, when she lost all her blood, she looked just like a normal girl. Were the thoughts and the blood arrows her own? Was it of her own will? It was hard to say. Her own blood had long ago been replaced with blood distilled from the blood essence of every single forebear over the past two hundred millennia. It could have transformed her. Alternatively, Bodhi’s brainwashing could have been the trigger that resulted in her death.
Nobody would ever know the truth.
Tianming had never wanted Little You dead. He had promised that he would leave her out of the eternal spiral of suffering. But now her death seemed to have doomed both the Divine Moon Realm and the Flameyellow Continent. Currently, Bodhi was completely silent. The blood of hate within him wildly boiled, with every single albus in his body echoing the roars of countless souls. He was an incarnation of hate and resentment, and his organs had been completely consumed by this malevolent force.
“You caused the deaths of my wife and children and left me in the world to endure this suffering. The Flameyellow Continent and the Divine Moon Realm have doomed my kind to countless days of hopelessness and despair, resulting in countless tragedies.” Bodhi’s eyes were completely bloodshot, staining their white jade color completely red. “Next, you and everything you wish to protect shall perish.”
He didn’t yell or freak out. It was a measured, calculated tone that didn’t veil his resentment one bit. When he finished, the fusion formation’s pathway completely closed. Now, the mooncore was sealed off. Part of the fusion formation served as a protective barrier for the formation core anyway, so it would be able to hold up in the event of the fusion formation’s destruction and the explosion of the stellunar source. Bodhi and Little You would both be safe within it.
Tianming was also trapped within the mooncore as the Divine Moon Realm continued plummeting toward the Flameyellow Continent. No doubt, the fireworks Bodhi had been planning the entire time would be unleashed in full. It was too bad nobody would be able to watch them with him now.
“You’ve all sinned, so it’s time for redemption.” Bodhi’s expression looked like a smile and frown superimposed atop one another.
“Hey, you were the one who forced your daughter to die of your own accord. Why blame me? Is that the only trick you specters know? After coming out of imprisonment, the first thing you did was try to exterminate all life on the Flameyellow Continent. Can you fault me for taking action against that? Two hundred millennia ago, you enslaved us humans and caused endless suffering. Can you fault us for rebelling? Stop framing yourself as the victim to justify your own sins, Bodhi.”
No matter the rhetoric Bodhi employed, he was no doubt the one to blame for the atrocities. There was only so much vengeance to go around. The act of revenge shouldn’t sweep in uninvolved bystanders, yet Bodhi was broadening the scope of his revenge wider and wider. Apart from people, there were still countless other lifeforms on the continent and the moon.
The only reason he was doing all of this was for the stellunar source, which all the specters of the Ninefold Hell desired. This wasn’t just revenge; he was trying to make a profit off of this affair at the expense of all of the life on the continent and the moon. He would destroy countless homes for his own!
Though he had stopped when the curse was invoked, the demons within him weren’t so easily trumped by his conscience. Each time he brought Little You to the slaughter fests, he had nurtured the demonic seed he had planted in her, and now it had finally backfired and completely destroyed his conscience. Such was the nature of karma. From the very beginning, he was the one who had sinned, and that, in turn, had forced his own daughter’s life to end. His love was a twisted one.
Little You’s death had completely crushed any lingering remnant of a conscience Bodhi had, so he wasn’t going to listen to anything Tianming told him. All he knew was hate; he cared nothing for the disaster he was bringing about. Trying to convince him through logic and reason was a fool’s errand.
Tianming knew that the only thing he could do now was force Bodhi to submit and take the Moondream Soul, perhaps even killing him in the process. That way, the Archaionfiend could at least manipulate the formation to stop the imminent crash. The orderian cauldron suddenly enlarged and took up a third of the mooncore’s space, enveloping Bodhi within. At the very least, he had to stop Bodhi from controlling the formation.
The cauldron slammed shut, the force of its closing forcing Bodhi to leave the formation core. However, he didn’t seem the least bit worried with the Moondream Soul still in his hand. “It’s pointless. The two worlds have already begun attracting one another. Even without me steering it, the force of the Welkin plane will draw the moon to a smashing crash, albeit a little slower. The closer the moon is to the ground, the faster it’ll go.”
He had already given the moon the final push. As long as he didn’t let Tianming take the sovereign’s blade, his dream would be complete. Even within the orderian cauldron, he could feel the continued descent of the moon. Tianming could already hear the cries of despair from his Omnisentient Threads. Those on the continent below had already noticed the moon growing larger and larger, as well as the disasters that seemed to be triggered alongside it, like earthquakes, floodwaters, tidal waves, and so on.
“Hehehehe…” Bodhi chuckled, holding the Moondream Soul tight, each laugh of his filled with cold savagery. He had gone completely mad and was no longer an individual, but rather a manifestation of resentment. Countless faces of the doomed manifested on his person.
Tianming struck without warning. It was clear that his only hope to stop this was single combat. The energy of the cauldron gathered on him as his lifebound beasts appeared, completely surrounding Bodhi. He also manifested all ten of his godswords. Faced with an enemy that he didn’t have to worry about exposing his talent in front of, he used all of his godswords without splitting them into providence swords and weakening them.
“You know me well. You locked me in here so I could claim your head myself!” Bodhi said with a laugh as his clothes were torn away by his surging blood aura. Right now, he definitely deserved the title of overlord.
