Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel-Chapter 1009 - 569: Killing His Wife, Imperial Edict_4

Chapter 1009: Chapter 569: Killing His Wife, Imperial Edict_4

His consciousness fully awakened, retrieving complete memories.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at Song Lingxue in his embrace.

She quietly leaned into the crook of his arm, her eyes completely closed, long eyelashes still, without a hint of breath.

On that pale face covered in ice cracks, the final frozen expression was of deep exhaustion and a trace of liberating peace.

The last thread of life within her body had completely severed.

The temperature around her was rapidly dissipating, gradually becoming cold, as the Dao Seed carrying Heavenly Fate and countless memories at her brow shattered entirely, transforming into specks of faint light, slowly scattering away.

The two and a half parts of Heavenly Fate originally belonging to him, like a docile stream, gently merged into his body, converging seamlessly with his original three parts of Heavenly Fate, without any conflict, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

The Heavenly Fate in his hands suddenly surged, reaching an unprecedented five and a half parts, a vast power filling his limbs and bones, capable of commanding parts of cosmic authority with a mere gesture.

However, at this moment, this power sufficient to make space and time tremble brought Chu Zheng only endless coldness and irony.

He... had killed her with his own hands.

Killed with his own hands the woman who sacrificed everything for him in the Ancient Times, his legally married wife, who knew him and accompanied him in this life.

His fingertips uncontrollably began to tremble violently, causing his whole body to shake slightly.

A severe pain arose from the depths of his Divine Soul, like millions of blunt knives cutting and stirring his heart repeatedly.

"Lingxue..."

He opened his mouth slightly, his eyes instantly turning red, almost tearing apart.

If this is the ending...

If, after enduring countless hardships, traversing endless reincarnation, returning to this Primordial Era, the final result is still to end the life of his beloved with his own hands...

Then what meaning does everything he did have?!

This is absolutely not the outcome he desired.

Unable to even protect his own wife, watching her die in his hands, what right or face does he have to speak of saving all beings?

Endless grief and self-doubt, like towering waves, almost instantly engulfed him.

But after all the experiences he had undergone, it only took a fleeting instant for his Dao heart to calm, quickly reacting and realizing something was wrong.

There were too many problems, too many illogical issues.

His memories were experiencing quite serious problems.

The memories that first awakened atop the River of Space-Time... belonged to Daoist Ancestor Zheng Chu.

But this shouldn’t be the case at all; he had been to the Ancient Times, his memories shouldn’t be like this.

Those memories had diluted and even twisted his emotions, attributing all actions to a cold grand plan and Dao conflict.

Making his subconscious believe that sacrificing Xue Qing or Song Lingxue for the so-called reopening of Yin Yang was a reasonable and necessary choice.

Memories continued to revive, and Chu Zheng recalled encountering the Good Corpse Incarnation at the end of the Reincarnation Road, the Little Taoist, who seemed to have understood everything long ago, silently waiting for a certain result to come.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, the original sorrow and pain in his eyes instantly turned into a sharp chilling light.

The root of all causes and the source of all problems lay with the Master of Heavenly Fortune.

Chu Zheng took a deep breath, his eyes surging with an uncontrollable murderous intent.

He silently placed Song Lingxue’s already cold and lifeless body carefully back into the Liu Guang Jade Box.

He meticulously arranged her disarrayed hair at the temples, smoothed the wrinkles at her clothes’ corners, his gaze lingering on her pale face for a long time.

Then, he gently closed the lid of the Jade Box, quietly sealing it.

Having done all this, Chu Zheng turned around, stepped out, leaving his own Grotto Heaven, returning to the endlessly roaring, mystery-filled River of Space-Time.

Standing again atop the River of Space-Time, feeling the boundless currents beneath him containing the rise and fall of eternity, Chu Zheng’s mindset had already transformed from a moment ago.

Feeling the surging, already five and a half parts of tremendous Heavenly Fate within him, his eyes were filled with coldness.

In this instant, he clearly sensed that the Heavenly Power Fragment belonging to the Master of Heavenly Fortune’s Evil Corpse had already, unknowingly, fully merged into the foundation of his Dao, becoming a part of him.

Heavenly Power, he already possessed two-thirds.

With five and a half parts of Heavenly Fate in addition to a key Heavenly Power Fragment, the temporal dimension he occupied at this moment differed from the many Ancestral Realm beings still moving on the regular timeline.

He seemed to have transcended, standing at a higher perspective, overlooking the ever-flowing river.

He didn’t pause, striding downstream.

As long as he returns to the future, secures the remaining four and a half parts of Heavenly Fate, assembling a complete set of ten parts Heavenly Fate, he can open the Reincarnation Road, find that Good Corpse, and uncover the entire truth.

He wants to know the truth of all this, to interrogate the Master of Heavenly Fortune about what was done, to inquire if there remains any possibility of redemption.

In the next instant, he took a step forward, flowing downwards, directly towards the future.

Boom—

The waves of time and years intertwined, sweeping towards Chu Zheng.

With his five and a half parts of Heavenly Fate and the Heavenly Power Fragment, in the River of Space-Time, he almost wielded partial privileges.

Those temporal storms and disturbances failed to affect him in any way, he forcibly pierced through them, crushing them.

Wherever he passed, the river surged, Laws retreated.

In an instant, he became a stream of light penetrating past and future, speeding along the River of Space-Time, swiftly moving towards the future.