Chapter 522: I should cry, right?

Nezha looked at Yang Jian and Sun Wukong, a faint smile on his face.

He didn't have time to speak, his eyes seemed to be saying, "I'll leave her to you two to take care of more in the future."

Afterward, Nezha activated the great killing weapon without hesitation; he didn't lock onto the demonic beast, but locked onto himself.

Because Nezha knew that if he aimed at the demonic beast, once the great killing weapon detonated here, everyone present would be seriously affected, and perhaps it would even block Tang An from condensing the Purifying World Green Lotus.

So he could only aim at himself, and when the great killing weapon was fired, splitting the surrounding space, he burned his Primordial Spirit explosively, using Samadhi True Fire to condense into chains to trap the demonic beast, and pulled it into the spatial rift.

"Little brother Nezha!"

"Third brother!"

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian had the tentacles on them cut off by the chains condensed from Samadhi True Fire. When they saw the scene before them clearly, Nezha had already pulled most of the demonic beast's body into the spatial rift.

They wanted to rush in and pull Nezha out, but found that Nezha had voluntarily given up struggling, falling into the demonic beast's abyss mouth.

At that moment... only death-like silence and stillness remained.

"Boom!!!"

While the great killing weapon exploded, the spatial rift did not close completely.

To prevent even larger rifts from exploding, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong didn't have time to grieve, and could only go to resist the suction of the spatial rift with red eyes, protecting Tang An and the Purifying World Green Lotus from being affected.

The Demon Emperor Palace, which had already collapsed by more than half, completely became ruins in this explosion.

But Tang An and the Purifying World Green Lotus were protected very well, still suspended in mid-air. The Purifying World Green Lotus had also basically condensed.

"Hmm?"

During meditation, Tang An felt her heart skip a beat inexplicably, and a strange intuition filled her heart.

When she opened her eyes, she found that although the Purifying World Green Lotus had basically condensed, it had not bloomed.

"What opportunity is still missing?"

Just as Tang An was speaking, a fire-red energy emerged from above the Purifying World Green Lotus, forming cracks similar to a lotus flower.

Rich innate violent Qi sprayed out from the lotus-like cracks, and after being purified by the Purifying World Green Lotus, it was absorbed completely.

Upon completion of absorption, the Purifying World Green Lotus bloomed in an instant, its green light dazzling, instantly clearing all dark Qi within a radius of a thousand miles.

At the same time.

The Primordial Demon, who was fighting Li Shimin, suddenly sensed the aura of the Purifying World Green Lotus. He also simultaneously sensed that the demonic beast that was born with him in the Outer Realm no longer had any aura.

For a time, feelings of anger, fear, and unease occupied his heart.

While distracted, Li Shimin's sword had stabbed into his heart.

Last time, the Primordial Demon used a long arrow to injure him; this time, he returned it in the same way.

"Bika~"

The Primordial Demon was stabbed in the chest with a sword, and in his anger, he raised his palm and blasted toward Li Shimin.

Li Shimin was shaken away by his palm, and the Primordial Demon immediately turned and fled, disappearing from this place.

Where did he flee to? What he was going to do, no one knew.

However, his current situation was no different from a stray dog.

He definitely couldn't return to the Demon Emperor Palace either.

"Wukong, Yang Jian, Nezha. We won this battle."

Tang An held the Purifying World Green Lotus and turned to look at them. While speaking of victory, she also tried her best to show a happy expression on her face.

But in her eyes, it was actually hollow, without any emotional fluctuation.

"Wukong?"

Tang An only saw Sun Wukong and did not see Yang Jian and Nezha.

"Did the two of them go to fight the Primordial Demon?"

Sun Wukong turned his head, his eye sockets turning red involuntarily. He didn't know how to tell Tang An what had happened just now; he fundamentally couldn't say it.

"Master." Yang Jian's voice appeared behind Tang An.

"Hmm?"

Tang An turned around to look, and found Yang Jian had just come out of the spatial rift. What he was holding horizontally in his arms was...

Was...

It was exactly the same as the nightmare scene when she was cursed by Lu Ya.

Nezha's head and arms hung down powerlessly; half of his body was fine, and half of his body was bloody and blurred.

There were many bloodstains on his face, his lips had lost their blood color, and his face was gray, without any vitality.

"Master." Sun Wukong teleported to Tang An's side, afraid that Tang An wouldn't be able to hold on.

Yang Jian teleported over holding Nezha's remains and arrived before Tang An.

"Master, Third brother he..."

"He locked onto himself with the great killing weapon and perished together with the demonic beast."

"When I went, he didn't even have a corpse. Even after using all the Ginseng Fruit Tree leaves on me, I could only restore his physical body."

"The wounds on his body were caused by the innate violent Qi inside the demonic beast; I... am powerless."

Tang An looked fixedly at Nezha's remains before her, using her hand to cover her heart.

She felt something filling her chest, about to burst her heart.

But she couldn't feel the pain, and still didn't have any emotional fluctuation.

"Master..." Yang Jian had tear stains on his face; this was the first time he didn't know what to do.

It wasn't just that Nezha had fallen, but also Tang An's current state, which was too abnormally calm.

"You all cried."

"I should cry too, right?" Tang An's tone was without sorrow or joy.

"I should cry; he was my disciple, the person who protected me for so long. The person who, at the final critical moment, even when he was dead, still channeled the innate Qi above the Purifying World Green Lotus."

She had already realized that that fire-red energy was Nezha.

It was just a pity that she realized it a bit late.

"I should cry, I should cry."

But she couldn't cry; she could only feel her chest feeling particularly uncomfortable, a physiological discomfort.

"Right, one can also cry physiologically."

"Slap!"

This crisp slap, Tang An slapped her own face fiercely.

"Master!" Sun Wukong hurriedly grabbed Tang An's hand.

"Slap!"

Tang An used her other hand to slap her own face fiercely again.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Yang Jian placed Nezha in the air and hurriedly went to stop Tang An's other hand.

"I cried." Tang An turned her face to show them. "Look, I can cry, I cried."

She shed physiological tears of pain because she hit herself too hard.

"Master..." Yang Jian looked at the bright red slap mark on Tang An's face, unable to bear it, and turned to look elsewhere, tears streaming down like a spring, sobbing uncontrollably.

Nezha's death and Tang An's alternative collapse of losing emotions made Sun Wukong and Yang Jian's hearts feel like they had suffered heavy blows from front and back, uncomfortable beyond words.

"It was me."

"It was me who killed him."

"When the demonic beast came out, I understood that the three of you would definitely be in danger."

"But I was just calmly and rationally weighing whether your danger was more important, or the Purifying World Green Lotus was more important."

"Clearly, I chose the Purifying World Green Lotus. And entered meditation at a critical moment, letting you face the danger alone."

"Just like Nuwa, cold and emotionless, choosing the side with the greatest chance of winning, while ignoring your life or death."

"Heh..."

"What am I doing?"

"What on earth am I doing?" ===== CHAPTER 523 =====