Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Lord Haoyue, Lord Biwu, Goddess Xuanji and Goddess Qingyin all looked indignantly at Lord Haoyang who looked disapproving.

The person in front of them gave them a completely unfamiliar feeling, as if he was not the person they respected in the past, but a demon from the eighteenth level of hell.

"Why, Tianzun, Xuanming admires you the most, why don't you care about the slightest bit of our past affection?"

“Tianzun, do you want to take a look at yourself now? You are almost the same as that evil spirit in Moyuan now.”

"They are originally one and the same, so of course there is no difference."

Lord Haoyue suddenly whispered, his eyes flashing with a bit of ferocity, the ferocity was not restrained, and even the murderous intent spread out.

When he mentioned symbiosis, Han Yan immediately thought of King Wannu, who lived in symbiosis with centipedes and wanted to achieve immortality.

Han Yan's gaze was fixed on Haoyang Tianzun, unwilling to miss any tiny detail. She wanted to find his weakness.

As long as there is a living thing breathing in the world, no matter how powerful and indestructible it is, it will always have a fatal weakness.

Just like the giant python in the dense forest of Tamudu, as long as you find the seven-inch space under those hard scales, you can easily kill it with just one sword.

Jimo Divine Lord saw what Han Yan was thinking, but he did not stop her because he knew that Haoyang Tianzun's weakness was not in himself.

"Tianzun, Xuanming is dead, what about you?"

He said something that seemed to be true but was not. Haoyang Tianzun frowned and stared at him, as if he was amused by his shameless words.

“Jimo, sometimes, even if I don’t want to admit it, I have to admit that you are the most powerful among the many gods born from the Heavenly Dao. If you are given some time, you can even surpass me.

Unfortunately, you are now trapped by love and have a weak spot. No matter if you are a god, a fairy, a demon, or a human, as long as you have a weak spot, others will have something to take advantage of you. "

After Haoyang Tianzun finished speaking, he looked at Han Yan, stretched out his hand and grabbed in the air, and Han Yan flew towards him uncontrollably.

Chao Yan stretched out his hand but grabbed nothing. Everyone looked at Han Yan anxiously as she fell in front of him. Haoyang Tianzun had a smug smile on his face.

Jimo Divine Lord looked at Han Yan steadily. When everyone thought that Han Yan was doomed to die, the long sword in her hand suddenly pierced through the chest of Haoyang Tianzun.

The beating heart in the chest was pierced, the tip of the sword rotated, and the red heart instantly broke into pieces and scattered in the chest cavity.

Puff——Haoyang Tianzun spat out a large mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and looked at Han Yan with disbelief who had a smile on her lips.

Only Jimo God was not surprised at her sudden behavior.

They had spent countless days and nights together, and he knew her character very well. Even in adversity, she would never give in, but would go against the current and move forward bravely.

"You don't think you can kill me like this? You're just dreaming!"

Haoyang Tianzun raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and everyone watched as the chest that had been pierced by the Qiankun Sword healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's over. It's completely over now. Even the Qiankun Sword can't hurt him..."

"is it?"

Lord Jimo waved his hand and sent Han Yan and the others away. Under Han Yan's shocked gaze, the Qiankun sword in her hand flew out and fell into Lord Jimo's hand.

"Jimo, what are you doing? Let us out."

Lord Biwu slapped hard at the barrier that trapped them. Only now did they realize that Lord Jimo's strength had already become beyond their reach without them realizing it.

The Lord of Jimo was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, standing quietly above the clouds. Under the shining rays of the sunset glow, his whole body seemed to be stained with a layer of faint golden light.

The clothes fluttered in the wind, as if they would fly away at any time.

Han Yan looked at his back and suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. His back was too resolute, as if he was saying goodbye to everyone.

"Lord Jimo, please let us out. You alone are no match for him, Lord Jimo..."

She frantically slapped the barrier, but no matter how she called out, Jimo Divine Lord never turned back to look at her.

"Bro!"

The word "young brother" made Jimo Shenjun's body stiffen in place. He turned back reluctantly, with an emotion that was hard to let go revealed in his eyes.

Every time they looked at each other, it seemed like they were saying goodbye.

"Yan Yan, goodbye, live well, forget me, live a carefree life."

"What? What are you doing? Stop it! Bro..."

Amid Han Yan's shrill cries, Jimo God stabbed his own chest with the Qiankun Sword in his hand.

In the dark night, a ray of light streaked across the sky, the wind howled between heaven and earth, lightning flashed through the clouds, and thunder roared, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

Tianzun Haoyang looked at Jimo Shenjun who had committed suicide and the lightning and thunder around him, and looked down at his left chest in disbelief. The wound that had just healed was slowly splitting open.

"You, how did you know this! How did you know it? Who told you?!"

Jimo Divine Lord stared at him straight, his face full of relief and liberation, which made Haoyang Tianzun feel nervous.

Before Haoyang Tianzun could react, Jimo Shenjun quickly pulled out the sword that was stuck in his chest, the long sword left his hand, his fingers tightly crossed, and the sword light burst out.

The silvery-white light was like a dazzling star, so bright that everyone's eyes could hardly be opened. When the light dimmed and disappeared, Jimo God could no longer support his body and fell from the clouds.

Bright red blood splattered, staining the snow-white clothes red. Drops of blood fell from the clouds to the earth, landing on the battlefield littered with corpses, and blooming into gorgeous and dazzling flowers of the other shore.

The brightest star in the night sky suddenly dimmed, turned into a streak of light and fell to the earth. Lord Jimo fell into an endless sea of ​​red flowers.

"Bro!"

The barrier became shaky as Jimo God's power dissipated. Han Yan rushed out of the barrier. At the last moment before Jimo God closed his eyes, all he saw was Han Yan running towards him.

Jimo God raised his right hand with all his strength. He wanted to hold Han Yan's hand for the last time before he died, and gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes for the last time.

"Brother..."

"Yan Yan, don't cry..."

Finally, his right hand fell down weakly, landing heavily on the blood-stained ground. He closed his eyes and his breathing stopped...

The blooming red flowers of the other shore swayed quietly in the wind. The moment his breathing stopped, all the blooming flowers of the other shore withered instantly and disappeared in the wind.