Chapter 1747 — The Human Heart Burns the Karma Fire
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
That love became blazing karma fire, karma fire he could not stop, scorching everything he was.
He reached out to seize Heavenly Venerable Xu; none of her divine powers of the Nether Capital, none of the Dao of the Nether Capital, had any effect on him now! Boom!
The instant he seized Heavenly Venerable Xu, the karma fire suddenly turned unimaginably violent, unimaginably ferocious; the blazing flames swallowed him and Heavenly Venerable Xu together! The slaughter Heavenly Venerable Xu had wrought was now set alight by the karma fire on his body, burning madly; the grudges of countless wronged souls who had died at her hands drove that karma fire to its utmost! "Tai Yi was right. I will have my wish.
But I never thought the outcome would be this.
.
. " Before the Lanfeng Valley, in the Nether Capital of the Primal Realm, the karma fire blazed beyond imagining, as though the karma fire of all living beings accumulated over a cosmic era were burning all at once, erupting all at once.
"Tubo!
" Heavenly Venerable You turned his head and looked at the boundless karma fire. Within the flames, two figures were burning, dissolving.
The karma fire was so fierce that even he could not set foot in it, or he would be burned to ashes and cease to exist.
"Cast off your human nature! Become the true Tubo!
" Heavenly Venerable You rushed forward and stopped outside the blaze, crying loudly: "Erase the last of your kinship, and you can live! " In the distance, Shen Fengqing, who controlled the Six Paths Heaven Wheel, felt it too, and looked toward the blazing karma fire, her three eyes full of fiery tears: "Big fellow, what are you hesitating for?
Why don't you act?
" In the sea of karma fire, everything turned to ash. The flames gradually subsided; the tide of fire slowly stilled.
In a daze, Heavenly Venerable You saw A Chou again, an ugly, stalwart man walking through the sea of fire, with a little girl seated on his shoulder, two small horns growing from her head, utterly innocent and lovely.
In the sea of fire, A Chou turned his head and smiled at Heavenly Venerable You.
Ahead of him a mountain village seemed to appear: an old mother sitting before the house, a woman washing clothes, a pair of children running happily to and fro.
A Chou walked toward it with the little girl, and together with that peaceful mountain village he vanished, becoming a bubble, a dream, a shadow.