Chapter 1128

The red curtain was lifted in the picture of history, just like the waves in the Young Master of Aurora's heart at this moment.

From the memory he had been sealed with.

Although, this memory was actually somewhat loosened today after endless years, and the Young Master of Aurora, who had silently waited for the passage of time in the Xiangong and had been insane for countless years, had long ago had the answer.

But... at the moment of witnessing the real history with his own eyes, he still couldn't be calm.

Thus, the hand Linghuang was holding was held even tighter.

And Xu Qing, who was in a state of fusion with the Young Master of Aurora at this moment, also clearly perceived the waves in the other party's mind.

He could understand, but he could only be silent.

Real and fake life, years of despair and hope, the interweaving of crying and laughter, finally...

All were fatherly love.

It was just that the person who brought fatherly love also dissipated in time.

Lifting his hand, like the sand at the bottom of the river, sliding through the fingers.

Thus, what could be done was only to be far away in time, not afraid of life and death, dreams and souls drifting, carrying helplessness and sadness, carrying full longing, crossing life and death, walking through time.

Asking about daily life while riding the wind several times.

Xu Qing sighed softly.

He thought of Shi Wushuang City, thought of the figures of his parents who were somewhat blurry in his memory but would never dissipate.

He also thought of Seven Blood Eyes, thought of his master, thought of Lei Dui, thought of Master Bai.

Finally, these figures turned into a sentence of vicissitudes, echoing in his consciousness.

"Still coming! Endless!"

The picture of history still flowed in time.

The lifting of the red curtain did not take the red away, so the color of the grand wedding rendered in this history.

Like blood.

In the picture, the Immortal Lord of Aurora was smiling with gratification.

The Young Master of Aurora and Fairy Linghuang were bowing to each other.

It was just that... in this real history, at this end of the river, no one extended that incense stick of time for them.

And the changes in the heavens and earth, the waves of the light sea, descended with a roar the moment the first bow ended...

The sun and moon were taken down.

Red became everything of the Immortal Lord of Aurora, so the sky... from then on had no sun and moon, and from then on, the crimson aurora became the only sky light.

In that sky light, countless bubbles appeared again.

Appearing together was that old hand.

He pinched the bubbles, the sound of breaking echoed, taking away the brilliance of the Xiangong... and also making the two newlyweds in the ruins, who were stunned and had a storm in their hearts, have blurry consciousness.

It seemed that some things, whether it was the Immortal Lord or the Immortal Venerable, did not want this pair of newlyweds to know.

So, they were isolated and fell into a coma.

Before the coma, the Young Master of Aurora in the picture looked up for the last time at his father, who chose to rebel against the Dao, wanting to change the constitution to status, and was rushing toward the starry sky.

Preferring to be suppressed rather than not fight the Immortal Venerable!

After this, the Young Master of Aurora in the picture had no consciousness.

And the picture of history was still continuing.

The Young Master of Aurora and Linghuang, who came from the mirror image, were still gazing, looking at... the truth in history.

Thus they saw it.

The Immortal Lord of Aurora rushing toward the starry sky, even though he was shining with brilliant red light all over, he... had no fighting intent at all!

He was laughing, he was shedding tears, he was shouting at that old hand.

"Father, kill me!"

This sentence, like millions of thunderbolts, roared in the Young Master of Aurora's heart.

This was not a battle of suppression for rebelling against the Dao at all.

This was...

"Father is... seeking death..." The Young Master of Aurora's body trembled, and as he murmured bitterly, a sigh of vicissitudes echoed in history.

All the bubbles were shining, light gathered, forming a vast figure.

Appearing in the starry sky, appearing in front of the Immortal Lord of Aurora, occupying everything.

As if he were the starry sky.

His gaze was complex, with guilt, with helplessness, and also with sadness, and a hoarse voice slowly came from his mouth.

"Do you resent me, for sealing the divine disaster in your body..."

The Immortal Lord of Aurora raised his head, looking at the familiar figure in front of him.

That was his father, that was the supreme existence of the entire Fifth Star Ring.

Immortal Venerable!

It was he who led the cultivators of many small worlds to counterattack!

It was he who overthrew the rule of the gods and ended the suffering of sentient beings.

It was he who leveled the Fifth Star Ring, making this place a land of cultivators from then on.

His achievements were unprecedented in the Fifth Star Ring.

He was also the irreplaceable and worshipped hero in the hearts of countless people from childhood to adulthood.

"I don't resent."

"I know that your battle with the Divine Venerable back then, although it looked like a victory, actually the Divine Venerable left behind divine disaster before death, which stained your body."

"Gods, after all, are transformed from the main body of the upper star ring, are part of the upper star ring, so the divine master level can already be eternally immortal; as long as someone remembers, even if separated by countless eras, as long as there is a call, they can return."

"Not to mention... the Divine Venerable."

The Immortal Lord of Aurora looked at the Immortal Venerable in front of him, his red light surging, and his voice echoed.

"And with the power of the Divine Venerable's divine status collapse, the extreme curse disaster transformed from his endless divine might, as strong as you, you finally couldn't completely wipe it out, and still left a strand, becoming an imprint."

"So, after that battle, you chose to go into seclusion."

"I know that the reason for this is that you discovered that the Divine Venerable... wanted to use this disaster to... resurrect in your body."

"Although this resurrection requires an extremely long time, if it is not solved, then the resurrection will become a foregone conclusion, and the moment of resurrection will be the time when the Fifth Star Ring land of cultivators turns into ashes."

"To prevent this situation, you traveled through all the upper and lower star rings, incarnated countless times, looking for a way to crack it, until you found a solution."

Speaking of this, Aurora's voice paused, and his tone became bitter.

"That is, the main body itself sleeps to avoid the thoughts of divine disaster, thereby transferring it!"

"And the conditions for this transfer technique are harsh; it cannot be dispersed, and only the only bloodline of the offspring can do it; from then on, you only have one child, and I am the same, I can only have one child, and my child is the same."

"After four thousand nine hundred generations, it can be resolved."

"And the further back, the weaker this disaster, until it completely dissipates."

"Thus, you finally chose to transfer this divine disaster to my body using this method for the sake of the Fifth Star Ring, and you yourself fell into a deep sleep."

"This is also the reason why every era of the Fifth Star Ring has a rotation; because your main body is asleep, even if it is a clone, you have to sleep together most of the time."

"I know this is you sacrificing your own lineage for the Fifth Star Ring, using the suffering of your own lineage to seal, transfer, and reduce the divine disaster generation after generation."

"I understand all these, and I have tried to identify with them."

The Immortal Lord of Aurora murmured.

"However... Father, the integration of divine disaster is the cause and effect of Ming'er's mother's death; she... died in the first divine disaster out of control."

"I personally... tore her apart..."

"I personally... killed my own beloved..."

"Do you know, she didn't dodge, didn't resent; she was looking at me gently before she died; she used her life to wake me up from being out of control."

"I couldn't face it; I could only choose to sleep."

The Immortal Lord of Aurora's eyes shed tears; he looked at the Immortal Venerable in front of him, his expression painful; he couldn't bear that scene back then, couldn't accept it, and found it even harder to forgive himself.

But he couldn't not understand his father, couldn't not understand this Immortal Venerable who sacrificed his own lineage for the Fifth Star Ring.

It was just that the more he tried to understand, the more he blamed himself; this self-blame became a black hole, devouring everything about him all the time.

Thus, in this endless pain, he chose self-sealing.

Because he was worried that he in this state might hurt more people.

This is the reason why Aurora slept in history.

"Ten thousand years later, I woke up; I originally thought I had successfully suppressed it, so I unsealed Ming'er... I wanted to accompany him for the rest of my life."

"Ming'er growing up, for me, also became a kind of healing..."

"But Father, I didn't expect that I had never suppressed it successfully; that day... I was out of control again."

The Immortal Lord of Aurora's body trembled, and his voice was also trembling.

"That day, I almost... tore Ming'er apart, just a little bit, just a little bit..."

"After that, I chose to build a dungeon, seal myself, and I told Ming'er, when night falls, do not come to see me."

"I originally wanted... to make my seal more solid."

"Until... I noticed Ming'er's constitution had been changed; I know it was you who changed his constitution from Mirror to... the Seal of Three Karmas and Ten Evils that transfers divine disaster and seals divine disaster!"

"You wanted me to transfer the source of this pain to Ming'er when I couldn't bear it."

"However, how can I let him be like me from now on, day and night, bearing this kind of pain, bearing the extreme pain of killing his beloved with his own hands!"

The Immortal Lord of Aurora laughed crazily and pointed at the Immortal Venerable.

"Father, for the Fifth Star Ring, as the Immortal Venerable, your achievements are great and unprecedented! I don't resent you for sacrificing your own lineage for this!"

"But... I am also a father!"

"I am not as great as you; I am unwilling and cannot pass my pain to my offspring!"

"And I also know that actually, there is another method to resolve this divine disaster, and it doesn't need to be so troublesome at all."

"Actually, after you transferred the divine disaster to me back then, you could have used the method you planned to completely wipe out the divine disaster."

"That is, at the right time, at the mature moment, kill me personally!"

"Now... I and the divine disaster have merged into one, the time has come!

And I have rebelled against the Dao, changed the constitution to status, the divine intent will wake up, Father, your time... is not much!

So... kill me!!"

Grind my flesh, crack my bone marrow, destroy my soul, shatter everything about me, let there be no trace of me in the past, present, and future!

Let there be no trace of me in the memories of all sentient beings!

Let this reincarnation have no me from now on, as if I... had never come!

As if you... had never had me!"

The Immortal Lord of Aurora rose decisively!

The red aurora rendered the entire history...

That was the color of the grand wedding, and also the color of blood!

It was also, fatherly love.

Vaguely, it seemed that a sentence echoed in history.

"Ming'er, from now on... you are the sun and moon of the Fifth Star Ring, your heart has infinite light, not stained by a single bit, and there is divine intent in front; from now on, divine disaster is cut off from you!"