But before the blood mist could move.
Zzzla~
A streak of golden light appeared, directly extinguishing the blood mist. Moreover, several golden whips erged from the void, rcilessly lashing towards Puppet Chen Shan.
Crack! Crack! Crack!!
The sound of the golden whips ripping through the air was terrifying, as if they could tear through space. The whips landed on the puppet’s body.
"Ahhhh!!"
Several strands of black mist rose from Puppet Chen Shan’s body, and he let out a spine-chilling scream.
After three lashes, the blood color on the puppet’s body beca even dimr, and the original luster in those sesa-sized eyes faded.
This was Su Tu’s restraint set at the last mont to thwart any trouble from Chen Shan. As long as he had any intention of using ans, he would receive the whipping punishnt.
Listening to Chen Shan’s wails, Su Tu didn’t bother to pay attention to him. He spoke in a low voice, "Sister Achang, the person is controlled, how do we reclaim the Immortal Robe?"
Upon capturing Chen Shan, the first thing that ca to Su Tu’s mind was to dissolve the Immortal Silk directly, just like before.
But he found he couldn’t; these Immortal Silks were already integrated into Chen Shan, transford into blood strands. He could neither rge them like before nor reform them into the forr Immortal Robe.
As Su Tu finished speaking, a gentle light flickered at his brow, and a strand of hair slowly erged, thereafter revealing the dignified and elegant image of Sister Achang from the hair strand.
She floated in mid-air, gazing at the puppet on the ground, neither sad nor joyful, neither angry nor pleased.
Confronting the little thief who had stolen her Immortal Robe for many years, her gaze was calm, like seeing a leaf, a flower, indifferent and ordinary.
And Puppet Chen Shan, upon seeing Sister Achang erge from the void, was stunned in place, laboriously lifting the puppet’s head to look at that figure.
The figure slowly aligned with the mory of the fairy he once recalled — above all, transcendent and reigning before all heavens.
"Immortal... it’s you, I finally see you again, why, why did you choose him and not , why, why!"
Chen Shan involuntarily kneeled, and through the puppet’s body, a very old soul knelt shaking on the ground, staring at Achang unwillingly.
However, facing Chen Shan’s questions, Achang had no intention of answering. Her gaze lightly fell on Chen Shan’s body.
Then, she gently opened her mouth and uttered a single word: "Return!"
The voice fell, immortal sound flowed gently, and suddenly, a cloud of brilliance surged from her body, rushing to the sky, instantly transforming the entire sky do into gold, as thousands of auspicious clouds descended at that mont.
Strands of seven-colored brilliance fell from the auspicious clouds, illuminating the puppet’s body.
As the brilliance descended, the strands of bloody silk on Puppet Chen Shan seed to receive so guidance, began to frantically shake, constantly pulling outward.
The eerie and flamboyant blood-red color began to fade continuously, revealing a bit of the original cloud-white.
"No! No!! You can’t, you can’t do this to , Immortal, I was the one who first ford a bond with you!"
At this mont, Puppet Chen Shan was truly panicking. He felt everything he had was slipping away — power, life, Dao, everything he ever possessed was disappearing, vanishing.
For thousands of years, he applied the blood-stained Immortal Robe, which at this mont washed away the stains and returned to splendor.
Yet, for all of this, Chen Shan could only watch helplessly, watch as everything he relied upon vanished.
Only now did Chen Shan truly awaken from the dream of immortality.
His face showed a sorrowful expression that was indescribable.
"A grand dream, eventually waking up, hahahahahaha, I don’t beco immortal, not my fault, but the heavens don’t allow it, Achang, I uphold...."
Chen Shan didn’t finish the words before dissipating entirely.
Until the last mont, he didn’t beg for rcy, didn’t collapse, just watched as everything he pursued turned to ashes.
A person who, for the sake of ’becoming immortal,’ abandoned everything, purged human nature, regarded the entire family as crops, was ruthless, cold, but possessed his dignity.
Buzzzzzz!!
The brilliance beca incomparably dazzling, completely enveloping the puppet within, along with gentle tremors of auspicious clouds, strands of cloud-white Immortal Silk gathered in the air.
Then, Immortal Silk continued to coalesce, interweave, finally transforming into a seven-colored robe, carrying an indescribable carefree sensation. If looked at closely, one could see infinite worlds on that Immortal Robe.
Upon seeing the Immortal Robe, Achang’s mouth showed a faint smile, then she gently raised her hand, and the robe flew towards her. With a flash of flowing light, the Immortal Robe presented itself on Achang’s body.
At that mont, Achang seed to transition from void to reality, her True Spirit detached from the strand of hair,
no longer ethereal and void but full of vitality, like a true living being.
The Immortal Robe seed to be born for her, each inch perfectly matching Achang. Already dignified and generous, she now added an indefinable divinity, like the legendary living creature walking before Su Tu.
"Finally reclaid my robe, Su Tu, thank you."
Sister Achang showed a bright smile towards Su Tu, her fingers gently picking, as the hair slowly landed on her fingertips,
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