amaotonovel Chapter 338 Six-eared macaque "Shen Jia'an"
Chapter 338 Six-eared macaque "Shen Jia'an"
The person in front of him came from the Ninth Heaven! Shen Jiaan thought of the answer in just one breath. He clenched his teeth tightly, and his face began to twitch due to the severe pain caused by the knife puncture and scratch.
But in an instant, blood began to flow out from under the cut skin near his temple, mixing with the blood flowing from between his teeth, dripping onto his dark blue robe and onto the ground, gathering into a pool of scarlet blood.
The person in front of him was grinning grimly, and his blurry face was changing wildly with the unpleasant "hehehe" laughter, which made Shen Jiaan's scalp numb.
Until the figure turned into a translucent substance, the expression on his face finally froze and turned into a face that Shen Jiaan was familiar with, which made the latter's eyes widen suddenly.
The person in front of me looks exactly like me——
However, this "Shen Jia'an" was a strange gray-black color all over, which was in stark contrast to the rosy-faced Shen Jia'an who was sitting there now.
Since arriving at the Suzaku Palace, he had already spent seven days absorbing these inheritances. Now, he only had one last step left! He would be able to fight the Six-Eared Macaque across from him for three hundred rounds.
What nightmare-like memories had he not experienced during these seven days? Even when his six senses were obstructed, he was struck by 49 thunderbolts in his heart, and was whipped 864 times by his father, Shen Youzhi. Yet, he managed to survive it all!
Just one step, just one step...
"Shen Jia'an" sneered and raised the jade dagger in his hand again. When he was about to cut Shen Jia'an's neck, the sound of a heavy door opening was heard.
"Squeak-squeak-"
"Shen Jia'an" suddenly arched his back and curled up, looking sideways.
Shen Jia'an, who was imprisoned and covered in blood, used all his strength to stiffly turn his head a little. The life in his eyes was rapidly fading, and his pale lips made him look a little scary.
A mural was suddenly split in the middle, like a double door standing under the fiery red candlelight. A vague figure appeared, causing both Shen Jia'ans to feel a slight pause in their hearts.
"You are..." A vague voice came from the standing "Shen Jiaan".
Shen Jiaan, who was sitting there, had a hoarse throat. It took him a long time to utter two words: "It's you..."
Shen Jia'an slowly raised his heavy eyelids and head, and a ray of light appeared in his eyes, which had gradually lost their vitality, a light called hope.
In a trance, he seemed to remember a sentence Su Mohui once said - "A single spark can start a prairie fire"!
The familiar person who appeared in front of the gate was the one who came to redeem his little spark of hope.
"Why hasn't it been dealt with yet?" He ignored Shen Jia'an, who was still sitting cross-legged and covered in blood, and stared at the expression on Liu'er Mihou's face, questioning.
Six-eared macaque Shen Jia'an straightened up immediately, but then quickly nodded and bowed: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, sir. I'll be right there..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the gray figure disappeared into the huge Suzaku Palace, but the long, deep voice lingered in every corner of the palace: "Remember to clean up."
The six-eared macaque lowered his head respectfully, and the jade dagger in his hand was replaced with another axe with divine power fluctuations.
"squeak--!"
The mural was closed, and Shen Jia'an's face was dazed. He suffered a double blow both physically and mentally, and was almost forced to collapse by the visitor's short two sentences.
Why--?
He roared helplessly in his heart, constantly questioning himself why the situation had come to this point. Anger, resentment, despair, and powerlessness resonated through every blood vessel in his body, pricking countless nerves in his body.
In the memory inheritance, that person clearly said that he was destined to be the inheritor of the Suzaku Palace, but now a person who looks exactly like him has jumped out and can imprison him effortlessly, breaking through his defenses as easily as tearing a rag doll apart!
Then what is the point of my persistence for these seven days! ?
What is the suffering he endured in the ninety-nine lives of reincarnation?!
After sensing the fluctuations in his internal energy, the Six-Eared Macaque frowned, stretched his body, and smiled sinisterly. "Thanks to that lady from the Church of Light. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be able to separate from your body..."
"What a shame! You won't be able to see the prosperous home you longed for..." He said, raising the axe in his hand and shaking his head like a madman, "But if I die in this state, they won't doubt my identity anymore, hahahaha..."
As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind cut through the air, and the axe, imbued with divine power, struck directly at Shen Jia'an's chest. But at that moment, the six-eared macaque felt only a slight tremor in his hand, but the next second, the divine power contained in the axe burst out, directly slicing through Shen Jia'an's chest, with his heart bearing the brunt of the blow.
When the second gust of wind appeared, the six-eared macaque narrowed his eyes and fiercely stared at Shen Jia'an's gradually losing life. He murmured, "Thank you for paving the way for thousands of years. I like this gift of return very much..."
The fierce divine power struck Shen Jia'an's dantian directly. After another numbing vibration came from his hand, he clearly heard a "click". The spiritual power that Shen Jia'an had cultivated for more than ten years turned into smoke and quickly disappeared in the Suzaku Palace, which was still full of red light.
Hot blood sprayed on his face as he pulled out the axe. He nonchalantly grabbed a piece of clean cloth from Shen Jiaan's body and wiped the corners of his eyes lightly, then threw the cloth on the ground with a sneer.
After his vision cleared, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face. The six-eared macaque clearly saw Shen Jia'an's pupils begin to blur, and he could also see through his divine power that the vitality in his body had completely ceased, even his breathing completely disappeared after a few moments.
The six-eared macaque removed the restraints on Shen Jia'an and kicked Shen Jia'an's body to the ground like a trash can on the side of the road. He narrowed his eyes slightly and used his divine power to sense the other party's soul again.
When he confirmed that even his soul was beginning to dissipate, he straightened his expression, changed into the same clothes as Shen Jiaan, and nodded with satisfaction, "Go with peace of mind."
He didn't say anything else, just glanced at Shen Jiaan who was lying on the ground, and disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, the Suzaku Palace, which was already filled with red light, looked even more eerie against the backdrop of this hideous and bright red bloodstain.
After an unknown amount of time, the Vermillion Bird on the four murals seemed to be suddenly infused with a soul. Countless dense runes emerged from it and slowly floated into the air.
Immediately afterwards, the head of the Vermillion Bird stone sculpture that had stood in the depths of the hall for a thousand years suddenly moved, and the red light emitted from its eyes turned milky white, shining directly on Shen Jiaan who was lying on the ground.