Chapter 595: Answer

The scholar looked at Little Wei Yuan suspiciously, while Little Wei Yuan pretended to be calm and said: "Just finished the Heart Demon Tribulation, it is inevitable that there will be some residual effects. Since you have arrived here, your woman and child should have been captured by me. Which one is it?"

"Do you think I will tell you?"

"It doesn't matter, I will find out sooner or later. But looking at you like this, Hongye, you wouldn't have been a human before, would you?"

Hongye said with a faint smile: "It's just a skin, what it looks like is not important."

Little Wei Yuan was suddenly a bit vigilant, looked Hongye up and down, and asked: "Are you also from the Pure Land Sect?"

"I am certainly not, I just said that because of your current appearance."

Current appearance? Little Wei Yuan suddenly had a bad feeling, reached up to touch the top of his head, and sure enough, it was smooth to the touch; it was actually a bald head!

He had just finished the heavenly tribulation, and Hongye had arrived, not giving Little Wei Yuan any time to change clothes or prepare at all. It was already considered agile for Little Wei Yuan to change into a set of clothes in the blink of an eye.

However, Little Wei Yuan's face was extremely thick, and he said as if nothing had happened: "This is nothing, my body refining skills are not good enough, and I can't make my hair as tough as my Dharma Body. But it's you; which one is the real you, the one today or the one on the battlefield that day?"

Hongye smiled faintly and said: "Personality can change in a thousand ways, but there is only one Primordial Spirit. So you know I am Hongye, that is enough."

"That is indeed the case." Little Wei Yuan carefully distinguished Hongye's aura, which was exactly the same as what he perceived on the battlefield that day, so he nodded and said: "Someone paid a high price to have me take your dog life. I couldn't refuse this price, so I could only use this despicable means to send you on your way."

"Fighting here will hurt the spirit tablets, let's go out."

Hongye walked out of the hall door first, his gaze falling on the orchids planted on the left and right of the hall door, and praised: "Good variety!"

"A gift from an old friend. If raised here for a few hundred years, it might become an Immortal Plant."

Hongye did not commit himself, walked to a tree and stood still, then turned back and said: "There is no need for us to entangle endlessly like those low-cultivation ones, let's go all out, three moves to decide the outcome?"

Little Wei Yuan shook his head immediately: "No, let's just use whatever we have."

"You really don't suffer losses. Fine, then let me let you try the Wither of Fate." Behind Hongye appeared a giant flower tree, the leaves blood-red. Above the red tree, there was the setting sun, which was originally a gorgeous scene, but inexplicably made people feel the sadness of the end of all things.

The golden wind blew, blowing down a tree of red leaves.

Little Wei Yuan suddenly discovered that every time a red leaf withered, his heart trembled, as if something had been taken away and lost. It was his fate and luck!

This Shaman magic of Hongye was actually directly reducing the opponent's fate and luck, which had the same effect as Little Wei Yuan's life-cutting, only more circuitous. Once the fate and luck were reduced to a certain extent, it would trigger various variables.

If this Shaman magic reached its extreme, even an emperor would find it difficult to escape disaster; either a sudden serious illness would occur, or the world would be in chaos, and heroes would rise.

Autumn leaves were like knives, each one fatal.

Little Wei Yuan made a decision in an instant, directly using human luck green energy to replace his own luck for Hongye to cut. In the blink of an eye, most of the red leaves on the tree fell, and Little Wei Yuan also lost tens of thousands of green energy.

But Little Wei Yuan's reputation in the Azure Void was now at its peak, and the human luck had lost tens of thousands, but there were still over a hundred thousand left. However, there were not many leaves left on the tree behind Hongye.

Seeing Little Wei Yuan still alive and kicking, Hongye was also very surprised and said: "Using luck techniques to deal with you is really self-inflicted humiliation. Fine, then let's try my innate Shaman technique: End of Days Sorrow."

Hongye's whole body emitted a hazy red light, like the setting sun burning the evening clouds, and the thousand-foot area around him turned into a Red Lotus Purgatory, with faint red flames burning everywhere.

This fire was Shaman fire, with peculiar characteristics, using Hongye's Shaman power as fuel, only burning sentient beings, and for those without spirituality, even insects, birds, and beasts could pass through the flames safely.

But the hundreds of people guarding the Heroic Spirit Hall and cleaning the cemetery suddenly began to burn, and in the blink of an eye, their essence and vitality were burned out, turning into dried corpses.

Little Wei Yuan was shocked and angry, but unable to stop it; within the range of his vision, all the Shaman fire gathered toward him, and Little Wei Yuan's Dao power was consumed rapidly, being burned by the Shaman fire; in the blink of an eye, Dao power equivalent to several Dharma Forms was burned out.

This Shaman fire was essentially equivalent to Hongye and Little Wei Yuan directly comparing magic power. This was the most vicious and direct way of fighting; both sides were fighting for the amount of magic power and the height of the status. The side with lower magic power was very likely to be burned into flying ash directly.

Since the war started a few months ago, Little Wei Yuan had seen several of Hongye's innate Shaman techniques, each of which was terrifyingly strong. Just like this "End of Days Sorrow", it could attack in groups or kill individually, and could forcibly drag the opponent to compare magic power. And in terms of magic power status, Hongye was also terrifyingly high, even better than Little Wei Yuan's Dao power essence, basically only needing two parts of Shaman power to burn three parts of Little Wei Yuan's Dao power.

In the blink of an eye, Hongye and Little Wei Yuan both calculated the ratio of magic power consumption, so they all put down their hearts and revealed confident smiles.

Hongye said calmly: "Losing to me is not a shame. Except for Long Zhe, you are the strongest enemy I have ever met in my life, enough to be... proud... of..."

Hongye's voice suddenly lengthened, and the tone changed significantly; his black hair was quickly dyed gray, then became snow-white, his originally smooth skin appeared with gullies, his eyebrows drooped, his eye sockets sank, his waist became hunched, and his legs became bent.

In the blink of an eye, he had changed from a middle-aged man to an old man, and from the inside out, he exuded a decaying and declining aura.

Hongye was very surprised and looked at Little Wei Yuan's hand. Little Wei Yuan's left hand had been tightly clenched, faintly revealing a bit of life-cutting aura. Hongye had always thought that Little Wei Yuan's left hand was a Yang Bomb killing move, but he did not expect the Yang Bomb to be shot from behind, almost sticking to his back and shooting in.

Hongye turned back and saw the big tree standing behind him, which was currently wrapping the rifle Brutal with its branches, and the muzzle was still steaming.

Hongye reached the big tree in one step and slammed a punch on the tree body. This punch looked soft and powerless, but it was actually extremely fast and heavy; the big tree collapsed instantly, revealing an ice-blue Immortal Plant inside.

The ice-blue Immortal Plant was bent to one side by the power of the punch, the tree body creaked, but it barely maintained itself from breaking.

Hongye exhaled and shouted "Break!", and then an boundless giant force surged from his fist again!

Under the second force, the Ice Glass Divine Wood finally could not resist, the tree body broke in the middle, and the entire crown flew out a hundred feet!

Then the Ice Glass Divine Wood disappeared, and Hongye retracted his fist and said to Little Wei Yuan: "Good means! It was truly unexpected, I did not die unjustly from this shot. To be as capable as you and to be so shameless, you are truly the only one in the world."

Little Wei Yuan was struggling to resist the Shaman fire and could not even speak.

Read it one by one, without missing a single word!

Hongye stretched out his finger and drew a line, and a water mirror appeared in front of him. He looked at his appearance, put away the water mirror, and then retracted the Shaman fire.

Little Wei Yuan finally let out a long breath and stared at Hongye. From the beginning of the fight until now, he had been suppressed by Hongye, with no room to fight back. Fortunately, relying on pre-arrangement, he successfully tricked Hongye and sent the Yang Bomb into his body.

Hongye looked at his hands, which were already covered with age spots, and said: "So this is the feeling of aging, it's really not good. Fortunately, there are still more than ten years of Yang lifespan left, and I can still do some small things, so I won't leave too many regrets."

Little Wei Yuan suddenly said: "Did you take this shot on purpose?"

Hongye smiled and said: "I originally had this idea, but I didn't expect you to be more insidious than I estimated; I couldn't escape this shot no matter what. But this is also good, saving the trouble of acting."

"Is it worth it for a woman and a child? You already have tens of thousands of blood descendants." This had been Little Wei Yuan's question all along.

Hongye flicked his finger, as if shattering a water bubble, and then some changes occurred in some places, but Little Wei Yuan did not know what changes were at this time, only knowing that this was extremely mysterious, and even an immortal's means seemed to be no more than this.

After doing this, Hongye said: "Without taking this shot, I couldn't have returned to the Rain Kingdom alive at all. Those guys who entrusted you with this matter would never let me leave the Azure Void intact. From the moment you returned for the second time and took her and Xiaobao away, I knew it.

The current ending is not bad, I still have some time to do my own things. Those guys won't come to disturb me again, hehe, like a Shaman like me, and with my lifespan running out, no one would be willing to provoke me. Alright, I don't have much time, I should go."

Little Wei Yuan asked: "Why?"

"Why..." Hongye seemed to recall the past from a long time ago, was in a daze for a moment, and then said: "The initial reason, and the cause of my decisive battle with Long Zhe, was that I... did not want to become a Heaven Shaman."

Little Wei Yuan never expected this answer. He wanted to continue to ask, but Hongye shook his head and said: "I can only say so much. If you want to know more, you can find the answer yourself in the future."

"What about your woman and child? Not taking them away?"

Hongye waved his hand: "Let them live here with the human race!"

Hongye said no more, carrying his hands behind his back, and walked slowly toward the outside of the domain. He walked westward, facing the setting sun, and the blood-red setting sun dyed his somewhat messy white hair golden red.

Watching the old man's figure gradually recede into the embers of the sunset, Little Wei Yuan could not tell what kind of taste was in his heart for a moment. A generation of heaven's pride, just like this, fell?

At this time, Hongye's voice came from afar, as if ringing in his ears: "You just asked me if it was worth it to come and die for a woman and a child. Now, you know the answer."

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