The Daughter Of Destiny Broke Off The Engagement? I Married Her Sister Instead.

Chapter 187 Dimensional Confluence

The illusory hands reaching out from the gate of the secret realm turned out to belong to a woman, and she was none other than Qiao Xiaoxiao, who had previously entered the secret realm.

Qiao Xiaoxiao, at this moment, closed her eyes and transformed into a massive phantom. Within the phantom, there was a dazzling galaxy, and she became the master who encompassed the myriad manifestations of the galaxy, like the mother of creation.

The appearance of the massive phantom not only severely injured Tang Geng, who had transformed into a demon, but also shocked everyone present.

Chu Qianqiu looked at the phantom in front of him with a serious expression, finding it hard to believe that this was the Qiao Xiaoxiao he knew.

"Is it really her?"

"How did she become like this?"

He couldn't understand why the previously weak and insignificant Stephanie had become like this.

What terrifying ability did this secret realm give her?

And what is the origin of this secret realm?

"He is injured, let's attack him together!"

Seeing this, the trident pierced Tang Geng's own heart, and Xiao Hong wasted no time in launching an attack.

Chu Cangxuan quickly reacted and acted together with Xiao Hong, releasing all of his energy at once.

Chu Qianqiu struggled to stand up, enduring the pain in his body, and joined the attack.

Even Tang Zhao managed to crawl up. He was the most tormented among them, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity and contributed his own strength.

The attacks from the four powerhouses came one after another, together with the trident deeply inserted into Tang Geng's heart.

Instantly, countless resentful souls and a large amount of blood spurted out from the tumor in his heart.

His strength was regressing, regressing to the realm he originally belonged to.

And because of the complete backlash of his evil cultivation, his youthful body was rapidly aging. His black hair turned pale in an instant, and he became thin and withered.

The changes happened too quickly, so fast that Tang Geng didn't have time to react or beg for mercy. Xiao Hong's fatal blow directly severed his head, completely killing him.

After Tang Geng was killed, the blood on the battlefield began to evaporate into steam, and the howling resentful souls gradually dissipated.

The desolate land returned to its original desolation, no longer filled with blood.

However...

The group of imperial soldiers who were killed by Tang Geng will not come back to life. They have departed with that guy, Tang Geng.

"You..."

Finally, Tang Geng's head, which had fallen to the ground, uttered these words before gradually closing his eyes.

In the end, he looked at his son among everyone, his eyes filled with longing.

"You will eventually... follow in my footsteps."

...

After the great battle, everyone collapsed on the ground, panting heavily.

Xiao Hong and Chu Cangxuan were just exhausted and relatively unharmed.

Liu Jiangnan and several generals from the Dayan Empire were further away from the battlefield, not dead but seriously injured. Fortunately, time can slowly heal their wounds.

Chu Qianqiu and Tang Zhao, on the other hand, were lying on the ground, one spitting blood and the other pale, looking extremely weak.

Everyone came to check on the two of them, not knowing what to do, feeling anxious.

Chu Qianqiu was desperately suppressing the violent spiritual power within his body, bearing the consequences of the evil cause he had planted. He was speechless for a while.

Xiao Hong infused her own spiritual power into her master's side, tears streaming down her face as she communicated with him, hoping that he would be okay.

"Master, what happened to you? Why did this happen?"

"Don't scare me, please, you must be fine!"

"Cough... cough..."

He coughed up another mouthful of blood. Chu Qianqiu's eyes were dark, but he forced himself to stand up.

As for Tang Zhao, who was enduring the pain for him, he had already fallen into a coma.

Among those present, only Hemo, who was still alive, was concerned about this king whom he had sworn allegiance to. The others gathered around Chu Qianqiu.

At this moment, the imperial situation had been reshuffled, and everything was developing in the direction envisioned by Tang Zhao.

However, he could see that the empire that was about to be rebuilt might disappear before he opened his eyes.

...

Looking at this person who was even more miserable than him, Chu Qianqiu forcefully expelled the second heart in his chest with his spiritual power and returned it to Tang Zhao's body.

He didn't like owing things to others, so returning this item could be considered settling his own debts.

But after handing over this heart, the part of his strength that didn't belong to him was instantly plundered.

Tang Zhao, who received the heart, looked much better at the moment.

But he himself suddenly coughed up blood, feeling the collapse of power and the unbearable pain it brought to his body.

"Damn... how could this happen."

Saying this with a touch of misery, Chu Qianqiu stared at the entrance to the secret realm in front of him, his eyes turning black.

He seemed to be dying, but at the same time, he felt a call that was not death.

Where the giant illusion of Qiao Xiaoxiao had not yet disappeared, but opened its arms to him.

He staggered forward, step by step.

Everyone followed closely beside him, protecting him cautiously, not knowing what was happening.

Soon, everyone witnessed Chu Qianqiu slowly passing through the entrance of the secret realm in the embrace of the giant illusion.

"Master, where are you going!!"

A mournful call came from behind.

Xiao Hong desperately pounded on the door of the secret realm.

After seeing the master enter, she also wanted to go in and investigate.

But she found that no matter how hard she tried to open the door, it was all in vain.

This door seemed to have reached a limit that she couldn't reach no matter what.

So, she and the others could only watch.

After the master entered the door, the giant illusion representing Qiao Xiaoxiao also disappeared.

Both of them had left.

...

In the endless darkness.

Chu Qianqiu felt that his body was gradually disintegrating, and he was falling into the depths of the sea.

Exhausted and unable to open his eyes, he could only close them and feel the erosion of his crumbling body.

In the extreme pain, he could hear a voice in his ears, gradually tempting him.

It was a fierce voice, filled with illusions, as if soothing his soul, but also quietly hiding a knife in his heart, asking him to surrender everything in order to obtain liberation.

As long as he temporarily relinquished control of his body, he would no longer suffer and could gain endless freedom.

This voice was so beautiful that Chu Qianqiu wanted to obey it several times and give up the extreme torment.

But at this moment, another familiar voice told him to hold on, otherwise everything would be lost completely.

He could sense that this voice was coming from Qiao Xiaoxiao, so he chose the latter.

Enduring immense pain, he wanted to roar and howl in the endless darkness.

At this moment, the next moment, the next next moment, he felt like he was in hell, repeatedly rotating, enduring endless torture.

Until a long time passed, a flash of light suddenly appeared before his eyes, and he abruptly opened his eyes.

In an instant, all the burdens on his body disappeared, but the pain remained.

And when he opened his eyes, his body was floating on the boundary line of a space that transcended dimensions.

In his left hand was endless chaos, representing darkness.

In his right hand was endless stars, representing light.

In the contrast of light and darkness, two worlds extended infinitely downward.

Within these worlds, two powerful creatures of different races were curiously looking at him at the same time.