After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 33

In the memory stone, the Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss was not an illusion. When it came to one’s own path, no family would set this matter aside. However, in the Sunset Burial Mounds, the demons’ offensive did not cease, and the Luoshui Divine Palace forces could not free up their hands for a while. If all their forces were concentrated in the Earth Abyss, then the Sunset Floating Island was very likely to be breached.
Fortunately, there was an “ocean eye” leading to the spiritual vein in the territory of each of the four families. In the past, it required the combined efforts of the elders of the four sects to open it. After the news was reported back, the presiding elders of the four families set aside their past grievances and immediately opened the “ocean eye passage,” dispatching the elite disciples of their sects.
Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss.
After helping Luo Hengjun refine the “sacred heart of a saint,” True Monarch Yong He of the Corridor of Sins left, leaving only an avatar here. After all, it was someone else’s territory, and she dared not unleash her divine sense completely. Therefore, it was only after several evil disciples of the Corridor of Sins were killed that she finally received the news. At this time, Luo Hengjun had already carried the sacred heart of a saint to the depths of the spiritual vein, preparing to use the pure spiritual energy to wash away the evil energy on it.
The disciples of the four families of the Luoshui Divine Palace arrived faster than expected. True Monarch Yong He watched them act in the Earth Abyss with interest. It was not until the next day that she sent a message to Luo Hengjun: “True Monarch Luo, the Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss matter has been exposed. The Luoshui Divine Palace has sent people to investigate. Be extremely careful. This humble one will not linger here for long.”
Spiritual tide surged, spiritual energy intertwined.
Luo Hengjun sat in the first-class Cavern Heaven blessed land of the Luoshui Divine Palace, but compared to the deepest part of the spiritual vein, it was still a little lacking. He patiently removed the evil aura from the sacred heart of a saint. Before he could exhale with satisfaction, he received a message from True Monarch Yong He. His expression immediately turned grim, and his eyes narrowed tightly. If one or two ordinary patrolling disciples came, it would be fine. But if it were the presiding elders, the situation would be dire. He pondered for a while, drew out a drop of essence blood, and then made a hand seal. A few breaths later, Jiang Jiuxiao’s beautiful face appeared in front of him.
“Father?” Jiang Jiuxiao was still at the outpost. After returning from Wen Yutang’s place, she had to arrange the affairs here before she could set off for the Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss. Seeing Luo Hengjun, who was said to be in seclusion and not involved in worldly affairs, she was secretly startled. She lowered her eyelids, concealing the brilliance in her eyes. She cautiously said, “Father also knows about the Earth Abyss matter? If we have already dispatched people to go deep, we will definitely expel the evil cultivators and prevent them from meddling with my Southern Continent’s spiritual vein.”
Luo Hengjun’s heart was turbulent, but his face showed no emotion. His expression was serene and detached. He said coldly, “What evil cultivators? Do you mean that the Wen family, Tang family, and Jiang family have all sent people?”
Jiang Jiuxiao said, “Yes.”
Luo Hengjun shouted loudly, “Recall all the disciples of my Luoshui Divine Palace! How can the spiritual vein be easily damaged? You are only concerned with the Earth Abyss. What will happen if the Sunset Floating Island is lost?” He wanted to achieve the Dao Fruit realm within the spiritual vein and would not allow anyone to disrupt it. He was concerned about his own disciples, so he wanted them to retreat. As for the other three families, he wanted to kill them all to prevent them from ruining his plans! Luo Hengjun’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his killing intent was sinister and chilling.
Jiang Jiuxiao was startled by Luo Hengjun’s tone. She instinctively retorted, “But Father, the blood pillars in that Earth Abyss have already been driven very deep. My Southern Continent’s spiritual energy has been contaminated with evil energy, and it is not—” The remaining half of her words stopped when she met Luo Hengjun’s cold eyes. Jiang Jiuxiao pursed her lips, truly not understanding her good father’s actions.
Luo Hengjun said blandly, “If you are unwilling, there will naturally be someone to replace you.” The reason he valued this daughter so much was also because her maternal clan was from the Dustless Sea and had no connection with the Tang family or Wen family. However, this did not mean that only she would do. After he succeeded, how many descendants would he not have?
Jiang Jiuxiao understood Luo Hengjun’s implied meaning and immediately shivered. She quickly cupped her hands and said, “Yes.” Unlike Luo Lingfeng, who had achieved Cavern Heaven and escaped Luo Hengjun’s control, her current status in the Luoshui Divine Palace largely depended on Luo Hengjun. Once Luo Hengjun decided to replace her with one of her brothers, she would have no ability to resist. She lowered her hands to her sides, tightly clutching the corner of her clothes. She bowed her head for a long time, until her neck felt sore and stiff, before finally raising her head again. Luo Hengjun’s avatar had already disappeared. She first breathed a sigh of relief, and then a hint of annoyance and ruthlessness appeared in her eyes. She couldn’t go to the Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss now. Although she didn’t know the reason, she could only do as Luo Hengjun instructed.
In the Earth Abyss, water currents surged from caves of varying sizes, sometimes rising and sometimes collapsing.
Wen Yutang’s face was grim. After dealing with a sneaky demon, she said coldly, “This Earth Abyss has been dug for some time. There’s a problem with the Luoshui Divine Palace’s territory.” She had heard about the Yin-Yang Pillars and the Heavenly Carriage Disk malfunctioning earlier and secretly scoffed. Who knew that the loss of two magic artifacts would lead to such a terrible outcome? “Let’s go down and take a look,” Wen Yutang said again.
As soon as her words fell, an elder approached with a communication talisman in his hand. He frowned and said, “The people from the Luoshui Divine Palace have retreated completely for some reason. Some disciples went to inquire, but they refused to give a reason.”
Wen Yutang was stunned. She couldn’t guess why Jiang Jiuxiao would do this. She said discontentedly, “What in the world is Jiang Jiuxiao doing?” The sound of rushing water echoed. Her expression tightened again as she looked at the surging water in the cave. She waved her hand impatiently and said, “Never mind them. Let’s go down!”
Although her cultivation was only at the Golden Core stage, she was the one who could make decisions in the Wen family of Xiaohan Mountain. The elders and disciples were worried, but they still listened to Wen Yutang and transformed into streams of escape light, entering the cave. After passing through the vast water current, what appeared before them was a clear sky and undulating mountains. The spiritual energy was abundant throughout the area, and the light was bright. However, it was not a real sky, but a bright light composed of countless spiritual lights. After breaking through that barrier, it was an endless flow of water.
The rich spiritual energy drilled into their pores and flowed through their limbs. Everyone immediately felt comfortable.
Wen Yutang was a little dazed. She almost couldn’t resist sitting down cross-legged to cultivate. A subtle emotion arose in her heart. She steadied herself and said solemnly, “The spiritual energy here is turbulent. It’s easy to fall into a state of oblivion. It would be fine in normal times, but now the situation below is fraught with danger. You’d best restrain your inner greed.”
The cultivators from Xiaohan Mountain all shouted, “Yes.”
Just as Wen Yutang was about to lead her disciples to explore the area with a satisfied expression, a loud boom echoed. Spiritual energy surged in front of her, and a figure with a tall coronet and wide sash emerged from it. His steps were unhurried, but in no time, he was in front of her.
Wen Yutang was stunned. She looked at the person in confusion and uncertainly called out, “Uncle?” Her father was the current patriarch of the Wen family. He had two legitimate sisters, one of whom was Wen Dantong, the legal wife of Luo Hengjun and mother of Luo Lingfeng. As for the other, Wen Danhua… At first, the Wen family didn’t want to mention her. However, with the passage of time, her father instead instructed her to be more familiar with that aunt and her son, Luo Yuankun.
That figure did not answer. His face was grim. He silently raised his hand and struck downwards with his palm, killing intent filling the air. Fortunately, the Wen family elders were always vigilant and immediately deflected Luo Hengjun’s attack at the first opportunity. This was merely an avatar. If his true self were here, they would have no ability to resist.
Wen Yutang looked at Luo Hengjun, her face filled with shock. The surging spiritual tide was like waves roaring in her ears, endless and continuous. The palm wind scattered, and vital energy flowed past her face, as if carrying a thick, bloody smell. Wen Yutang instinctively drew her sword. A breath later, her brows furrowed tightly, and her expression was solemn. She said loudly, “Attack!” She didn’t know what Luo Hengjun’s purpose was, but since he had done this, he was an enemy of Xiaohan Mountain.
Not only here, but any cultivator who entered the spiritual vein was attacked by Luo Hengjun’s avatars.
With his cultivation, if his true self were to attack directly, it would be the fastest way to resolve this matter. However, a Cavern Heaven cultivator’s every move carries a powerful aura that can shatter mountains and seas. He was afraid that the spiritual vein would directly erupt, so after much consideration, he divided his body into avatars to intercept them. As for his true self, he could sit calmly in the spiritual vein, slowly refining his aura, hoping to reach a state of perfection.
“Here comes True Monarch from the Luoshui Divine Palace,” Xie Zhichao’s voice was a little helpless.
This avatar was in snow-white robes. His every move displayed a celestial demeanor, but upon closer inspection of his eyebrows and eyes, he was entangled with killing intent and hostility, as if a painting had been stained with sewage.
Since leaving the Eight Trigrams altar, she and Wei Yunshu had been traveling through the spiritual vein, searching for an exit cave. But after searching in circles, crossing one after another, they were still within the spiritual vein of the Southern Continent. In such a Cavern Heaven blessed land, they were involuntarily circulating their cultivation methods and absorbing spiritual energy. Even the barriers to their realms had loosened a little. The effect was comparable to the top-tier Cloud Sand taken out by the Luoshui Divine Palace.
“What should we do? Run?” Xie Zhichao asked again.
This avatar was likely at the Nascent Soul realm. It wasn’t that she was afraid to fight. She had fought with Nascent Soul True Monarchs several times before, and her ability to withstand pressure had increased significantly. However, Luo Hengjun’s true self was likely within the spiritual vein.
Wei Yunshu said blandly, “If it is as Luo Lingfeng said, that person intends to use the sacred heart of a saint to achieve Dao in the spiritual vein, they will not let any living being within.” The implied meaning was that escaping now was useless. It was better to directly attack Luo Hengjun’s avatar, thus distracting him. Wei Yunshu curled her lips and said, “With our cultivation, we cannot stop that person. What we need to do now is wait for other Cavern Heaven cultivators from the Southern Continent to arrive.”
Xie Zhichao nodded, and sighed with a complex expression, “Truly absurd.” Luo Hengjun’s romantic affairs were spread throughout the Immortal Realm. He was frivolous and debauched, becoming a laughingstock among commoners. But this was ultimately his private matter. Those unrelated to him couldn’t say much. However, colluding with demons from the Corridor of Sins and acting against the spiritual vein of the Southern Continent, this was too preposterous to be described by the word “absurd.”
Wei Yunshu did not respond and had already started attacking. In fact, not just the Luoshui Divine Palace, but when she was in Cloud City, she had already sensed the corrupt aura of the noble families. Her master had also mentioned it a few times. However, her master was from a noble family, and her actions were somewhat constrained due to her identity. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that her master passed the position of Cloud Sovereign to her, who was unrelated to the noble families. Unfortunately, all the efforts she had made in the past were rendered useless after her death.
Perhaps fate was like this, unchangeable, and could not be changed.
The expression on her face gradually concealed itself. Even the hint of a smile hidden in her eyebrows and eyes disappeared. “One Qi Nine Dominance Heavenly Thunder” and “Three Lights Dragon Capturing Seal” were unleashed simultaneously. The sound of thunder was incessant. If Luo Hengjun had too many avatars, his combat awareness would more or less be affected. This Nascent Soul avatar before her, how much of his ability did it retain?
In another part of the spiritual vein.
Luo Lingfeng stood with her hands behind her back on the water current. She smiled slightly, but her entire being exuded a sinister aura.
One of Luo Hengjun’s avatars stood opposite her. Divine light was concentrated in his eyes, clearly retaining a wisp of the main body’s essence.
“I am your father. Seeing me, won’t you pay your respects?” Luo Hengjun’s eyes were deep and dark. In the past, he thought this good daughter was a chess piece he had placed in Cloud City. Who knew that the chess piece had her own little plans and repeatedly ignored his orders, relying on the Cloud Sovereign. He never expected that this daughter would quietly cultivate to the Cavern Heaven realm, and her thoughts would become strange and unpredictable.
Luo Lingfeng smiled. “How should I pay my respects, Father? Should I gouge out my heart or bone?”
Luo Hengjun gazed at Luo Lingfeng grimly and said coldly, “You indeed know about this matter.” After a pause, he said again, “Did Wen Dantong tell you? Did she also pass on the ‘Grand Pure Yuan Dao Abyssal True Water’ to you?”
Luo Lingfeng licked her lips, tilted her head, and gazed at Luo Hengjun. She said softly, “Yes.” Her white hair was like snow, cascading over her shoulders. Her wide black sleeves fluttered in the wind. The celestial cranes woven with gold threads seemed to be about to spread their wings and fly. The water current she was stepping on gradually became deep and dark, like the cold water of the abyss that could swallow everything. The rich colors spilled onto her, as vibrant as the sunset clouds, on the boundary between light and dark.
“I gave birth to you and raised you. It is only right that you repay the kindness,” Luo Hengjun said, his expression as if it were a matter of course.
The path to achieving Dao is a struggle against heaven. Ruthlessness is the true nature of cultivators.
“Am I not already repaying the kindness?” Luo Lingfeng chuckled and blinked, “If I hadn’t promoted the refinement of the sacred heart of a saint on the Eight Trigrams altar, could it have been so fast?”
This was a possibility Luo Hengjun had not considered. His face suddenly darkened.
The hand that held the sacred heart of a saint in the depths of the spiritual vein felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, a piercing pain.
He had long seen through the heartless nature of this daughter. And indeed, how could someone without a true heart possess affection? Was there a restriction hidden in the sacred heart of a saint that he hadn’t discovered? Luo Hengjun instantly became alert. These words choked him, and he could not proceed to the next step no matter what.
“Now that the Cloud Sovereign is gone, you have no one to rely on. Do you have to do this?” Luo Hengjun asked without expression.
Luo Lingfeng no longer smiled. Her eyebrows and eyes were filled with mockery and contempt. “You have an ancestor who achieved the Dao Fruit realm, but is he glorious now?”
Luo Hengjun had always been arrogant. Upon hearing these words, the anger that surged in his chest burst forth directly. He raised his hand and unleashed a thunderbolt, followed by a splash of sparkling water.
Luo Lingfeng looked at him, still with a calm and unhurried demeanor. She said mercilessly, “You were able to cultivate to the Cavern Heaven realm because of your ancestors’ legacy. You were able to sit in the position of the Luoshui Divine Palace Lord because of your talented father and my mother. You were able to attack the Dao Fruit realm because of me, your daughter… Luo Hengjun, everything you have gained in this life was given to you by others. Apart from all this, what are you?”
Luo Hengjun was infuriated.
The “filial piety” shown in the Luoshui Divine Palace was always a facade.
Luo Lingfeng was a heartless, ruthless, and cruel person.
As this thought crossed his mind, this avatar of Luo Hengjun was sent flying backward by the Abyssal Heavy Water. The surrounding area was locked by the surging water current, leaving only a small space. Luo Hengjun slightly tilted his head. He saw that the Tide-Calming Bead had completely suppressed the rolling spiritual energy. Even if he wanted to destroy this avatar to strike a heavy blow against Luo Lingfeng, he couldn’t do it.
“A pitiful and pathetic waste,” Luo Lingfeng slowly walked towards Luo Hengjun, a hint of pity in her deep eyes. She raised her hand and gently pointed at Luo Hengjun’s forehead, instantly immobilizing the spiritual energy of this body. She took out a rusty magic sword from her storage pouch. Because it had not been refined for a long time, the blade was extremely dull. Luo Lingfeng raised her sword and pointed it at Luo Hengjun’s chest. With interest, she said, “Father wants to refine the sacred heart of a saint, shouldn’t he first dig out this useless black heart?” The blade cut through flesh and blood, making a faint, dull sound. Luo Lingfeng watched Luo Hengjun’s twisted face and said slowly, “After all, your daughter is not Wu Huan. Please bear with me.”
The Nascent Soul avatar was thus destroyed by Luo Lingfeng.
Luo Hengjun’s true body could not feel pain, but seeing the blood flowing on the ground, he still shivered. Luo Lingfeng treated him like this. How could she not tamper with the sacred heart of a saint? Luo Hengjun became impatient. A chilling ferocity appeared in his eyes. With a shake of his shoulder, he created several more avatars. After taking spiritual pills, he meditated to recover, trying to calm his turbulent state of mind.
Spiritual energy surged, like rising clouds.
Not all disciples who entered the spiritual vein were protected by Nascent Soul elders.
Those who had elders with them could fight fiercely with Luo Hengjun’s avatars, while those who acted alone were either killed by Luo Hengjun or fell into a difficult situation, struggling to hold on. If no one came to rescue them, they would die.
“Is this True Monarch crazy? What is he doing?”
“A dignified Cavern Heaven True Monarch actually attacked juniors. Does he have no shame at all?”
“Have you noticed? The cultivators from the Luoshui Divine Palace are all gone. Could it be… that they are the ones colluding with the demons from the Corridor of Sins!”
“Nothing we say now matters,” the disciple who answered was dejected. His magic robe was covered in bloodstains, and he was only holding on with a bit of spiritual energy.
Just as Luo Hengjun’s avatar stepped forward, about to kill them with a single palm strike, a ray of white light flew towards them, accompanied by a clear and powerful zither music, forcefully creating a momentum of sweeping through a thousand armies.
The disciples were overjoyed at the sight, but when they saw the face of the newcomer, their hearts sank again.
Because the Luoshui Divine Maiden, who held the zither, was the daughter of True Monarch Luo. Who knew if they were in cahoots?
But when Luo Lingfeng engaged in a battle with Luo Hengjun, the shackles on their hearts instantly broke. Wiping the sweat from their foreheads, they circulated the spiritual energy in their bodies and also wanted to step forward to help. But the momentum of a Nascent Soul True Monarch’s battle was immense, far beyond their ability to participate. After several unsuccessful attempts, they retreated to the side, watching the two fighting intently.
In the end, Luo Lingfeng won.
Just as the disciples were about to step forward, they saw Luo Lingfeng’s action, and their bodies suddenly froze. They felt as if they were in an ice cave, shivering uncontrollably.
The Luoshui Divine Maiden had taken a sword and forcefully carved out a heart from Luo Hengjun’s chest! The blood was dazzling, like burning fire.
These avatars would scatter into essence after death. However, this avatar was forcefully immobilized by Luo Lingfeng.
She watched the beating heart with interest. Suddenly, she curled her lips, threw it to the ground, and stomped on it a few times. Finally, she flicked her sleeve and dispelled the “Luo Hengjun avatar.”
Although True Monarch Luo and his daughter had inexplicably started fighting, well… he was still the father of the Luoshui Divine Maiden, wasn’t he? This action was simply humiliating True Monarch Luo. How deep was this hatred?
Even though they were saved by Luo Lingfeng, the fear of these people grew even stronger.
Looking at Luo Lingfeng’s wicked and enchanting face, they couldn’t help but feel a chill run down their spines.
Luo Lingfeng didn’t care about the disciples’ thoughts. Without even looking at them, she smiled, flicked her sleeve, and left, searching for Luo Hengjun’s next avatar. Instead of wanting to save people, she seemed to want to dissect Luo Hengjun’s heart a thousand times.
Luo Hengjun in the depths of the spiritual vein was impatient and completely unable to enter meditation.
When he closed his eyes, all he saw were bloody scenes. Even when he saw the crystal-clear sacred heart of a saint, he felt a sense of nausea.
“Luo Lingfeng!” Luo Hengjun abruptly stood up, his face flushed and veins bulging, filled with indignation! He wished he could immediately find Luo Lingfeng and scatter her avatar. But just as he was about to take a step, he forced himself to calm down. He let out a cold laugh and secretly activated some avatars, sending them towards Luo Lingfeng’s location. She liked to dissect hearts, didn’t she? Then let her dissect to her heart’s content! He could take revenge after he succeeded.
Luo Hengjun thought this way, and his true body continuously absorbed the spiritual energy from all sides, his aura rising layer by layer. But just when he was one step away from the Dao Fruit realm, he suddenly realized that his body and divine sense were incomplete. They were not yet perfected. It turned out that the avatars he had unknowingly divided had consumed a vast amount of spiritual energy that he hadn’t even noticed. Even sitting in the spiritual vein, he couldn’t completely replenish it. This meant he needed to refine the consumed power back! The anomaly in the spiritual vein had already been discovered. The longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him! Luo Hengjun cursed inwardly and tried to contact True Monarch Yong He, asking her to step forward and stop Luo Lingfeng, but he received no response.
On the other side.
With a loud bang, the surging saber light was like thunder and lightning. Accompanied by the lightning bolts raining down like a storm, one of Luo Hengjun’s avatars shattered and dissipated.
Xie Zhichao turned her head and looked at the injured rogue cultivators. She threw a bottle of pills at them.
“Thank you, Fellow Daoist,” the rogue cultivators stood up and thanked her happily.
Xie Zhichao didn’t speak.
She sensed a wisp of water vapor drifting towards her.
She turned her head and looked towards the area where the spiritual energy fluctuation was most intense. She saw a vast stream of water coming from the sky, its roaring sound like thunder.
Immediately after, a familiar figure emerged from the waves.
Xie Zhichao’s eyelids twitched violently. She instinctively turned to Wei Yunshu, her face turning grim.