The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 1556: The Lotus of Life

As Ling Feng regained consciousness, the blood-red curtain that had covered heaven and earth slowly dispersed on its own.

The Asura Slaying Domain vanished, and the people who had been attacking and killing each other gradually regained their senses and stopped the slaughter.

The barrier surrounding the imperial capital also suddenly disappeared, leaving the Human Emperor experts who had been attacking it in confusion.

"What's going on? Why did the barrier suddenly disappear?"

The Pill Devil had been using the Southern Bright Flames while working together with the Sword Maniac's supreme sword dao. Even after exhausting all their strength, they could not break the barrier. Yet this seemingly indestructible barrier had suddenly vanished without warning, which was hard to believe.

At that moment, someone suddenly shouted, "Look! The giant ape inside the imperial city has disappeared!"

Only then did everyone realize that the source of the disaster, the terrifying beast, was gone.

Who did it?

Had someone killed that beast?

The world suddenly felt unusually quiet. From the direction of the imperial city, waves of cold wind blew over, carrying a bleak and sorrowful feeling.

The terrifying aura that seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth was gone, and so was the blood-red curtain that had sealed the world.

Some of the braver martial artists began flying toward the imperial city.

Things do not appear for no reason, and they do not disappear for no reason either.

Something must have happened in the imperial city.

When they arrived, they saw only a blood-covered young man sitting on the ground, holding a woman dressed in wedding robes in his arms, tears shimmering in his eyes.

A flash of purple light appeared.

The Despicable Donkey had opened the portal of the Five Elements Heavenly Palace and brought everyone out. Everything was over, so there was no need for them to remain inside anymore.

Yue Zhonglian looked at Ling Feng holding Yue Yunlan and sitting there blankly. He took a deep breath and stood silently as the cold wind rustled his clothes.

Ling Feng continuously poured elemental qi into Yue Yunlan's body, but her body was like a broken vase. No matter how much elemental qi he poured in from the top, it all leaked out from the bottom.

Yue Zhonglian said nothing. He only clenched his fists tightly, his eyes completely red.

The Despicable Donkey's expression became unusually serious. It glanced at Yue Zhonglian and asked in a low voice, "This is the Three Lives Lotus you mentioned before?"

Yue Zhonglian looked at the Despicable Donkey. His lips trembled as if he wanted to say something, but he felt as though he had no strength left in his body.

The Despicable Donkey sighed and said slowly, "So the legend of the Three Lives Lotus is actually true. This divine beast always thought the Three Lives Lotus was some extremely rare spiritual flower of heaven and earth. I never expected it to be a lotus of life formed by burning away the essence of one's entire life. Now I understand. I already noticed that this girl has the Red Lotus Sacred Body. The most powerful ability of the Red Lotus Sacred Body is this move, the Three Lives Lotus."

Tears streamed down Yue Zhonglian's face as he looked at his daughter. His voice choked as he spoke, "The Three Lives Lotus only blooms once in a lifetime, but it is the strongest protective power in heaven and earth. Lan'er did it to protect Ling Feng... this was her final bloom."

At this point, Yue Zhonglian could no longer hold back his tears. This iron-willed man, the proud leader of a great sect, broke down and cried.

Everyone present showed deep sorrow. They all understood that at the final moment, if not for Yue Yunlan transforming into the Three Lives Lotus, they would never have been able to connect with Ling Feng's consciousness so easily.

Yue Yunlan had exchanged her life for Ling Feng. She brought back the Ling Feng they knew.

Qin Wanwan, Deng Yongshi, Su Qingxuan, Su Hongxiu and the other women who secretly admired Ling Feng all bit their lips and remained silent.

They could not help but ask themselves if they could do the same and give up their lives for Ling Feng without hesitation.

"Ling..."

The Despicable Donkey looked at Ling Feng's back. As Ling Feng's spirit pet, it was spiritually connected to him and could feel the grief in Ling Feng's soul.

After a long sigh, the Despicable Donkey walked behind him and said quietly, "Ling Feng, the girl Yue is already dead. You must accept it."

"I am the heir of the Medical Saint! There is no one I cannot save. No one!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and took out his golden needles. He continuously inserted them into Yue Yunlan's back, trying to use the Profound Art of Acupuncture and Moxibustion to revive her vitality.

But the girl in his arms did not move at all. She looked as if she had already been dead for a long time.

"No. Why did this happen?"

It felt as though a piece of Ling Feng's heart had been cut away. What did it matter that he had saved the entire imperial capital?

At this moment, the one person in his arms was the only one he could not save.

Bang!

Not far away, rubble began to shift. From beneath the broken stones, an extremely ugly and twisted figure crawled out.

It was Yan Jinghong.

His body had almost been crushed into paste by Ling Feng. His bones were completely shattered, and the fact that he was still alive was already a miracle.

A mass of black smoke wrapped around his body and formed Lin Canglang's face, which kept roaring, "Ling Feng, so what if you saved the whole world? In the end, you still needed a woman to die for you before you could wake up!"

The hoarse voice sounded like sandpaper scraping against a wall, making people shudder.

Boom!

In the next moment, a beam of black light pierced straight through Yan Jinghong's chest along with the black smoke.

"Too much nonsense."

The Despicable Donkey had attacked instantly, completely killing that half-human, half-ghost creature.

All of this had happened because of him.

He deserved to die.

"Ling Feng, you didn't win. You... hahaha..."

Yan Jinghong lay in a pool of blood but still laughed madly. "You're just a useless man who can't even protect the woman you love! Hahaha..."

"Are you done talking?"

Ling Feng slowly stood up while holding Yue Yunlan's body. He took a deep breath and looked at Yan Jinghong.

"You used demon blood as a medium, so I saw your memories, including everything that happened to you in the ancient village of Nanjiang. I saw it all clearly. Heaven may be unfair, but choosing to fall into darkness was your own decision."

After saying that, Ling Feng turned around and walked away while carrying Yue Yunlan's cold body.

No matter what method he had to use, he would bring Yue Yunlan back to life. That was a promise he made with his life.

In the next moment, purple flames ignited around Yan Jinghong.

"No!"

The black smoke that was Lin Canglang screamed wildly inside the purple flames before being burned away completely.

When Lin Canglang's demonic will completely disappeared, a trace of clarity finally appeared in Yan Jinghong's cold, muddy eyes.

He seemed to see that innocent and foolish little boy standing in the distance, smiling and waiting for him.

"Foolish... little kid... you came to pick me up?"

A faint smile appeared on Yan Jinghong's face. In the final moment of his life, he saw the last bit of light deep within his heart.

The purple flames burned fiercely, and Yan Jinghong's body turned into dust and scattered with the wind.

Everything was finally over.