Chapter 1759: Last Ray of Fan Guang (Part 2)

After all, Qianye Fantian was Qianye Ying'er's biological father. Her sudden and ruthless attack caused the surrounding Eclipse Moon practitioners, who were unaware of the full story, to twitch their eyelids in shock.

Several Brahma Kings scrambled to Qianye Fantian's side. The Fourth Brahma King produced a jade-white spirit pill, intending to alleviate Qianye Fantian's injuries. "Master, quickly..." he urged.

But Qianye Fantian pushed his hand away.

Under the potent poison, the blood gushing from Qianye Fantian's wounds was visibly discolored. Yet, he made no effort to suppress it, roaring instead, "Lord? Are you deaf, or blind?! Now, Ying'er... she is your master, the true Lord of the Brahma Emperor clan!"

"Hmph!" Qianye Ying'er sneered, her bone-chilling killing intent still fixed on Qianye Fantian. "Qianye Fantian, is this your final struggle before death? You actually stoop to such a ridiculous and pathetic method to protect your pawns?"

"No, they are not my pawns," Qianye Fantian slowly straightened his upper body, his fading eyes still carrying the imposing presence unique to a Divine Emperor. "They are now loyal hounds, belonging only to you!"

He sharply turned his head, roaring sternly, "Bow before the new Emperor immediately... and swear your fealty! Have you forgotten the most fundamental loyalty and faith of the Brahma Emperor clan?!"

Qianye Fantian's words and actions only made the smile on Qianye Ying'er's lips colder and more mocking. With a flick of her finger, the Divine Oracle transformed from a sword into silken threads, shooting out like golden serpents. They bound Qianye Fantian completely, instantly pulling him to her feet. The dark energy infused in the threads rapidly corroded his Divine Emperor body, constricting him to the bone and causing shocking bursts of blood mist.

Without a single cry of pain, Qianye Fantian raised his head from Qianye Ying'er's feet, hissing, "Ying'er, the one you truly hate, the one who most deserves to die, is me, not them! They were merely faithfully fulfilling their master's commands and duties."

"The blood of the Brahma Emperor clan flows in your veins; that will never change! And they are all your kin!"

"Is that so?" Qianye Ying'er's smile remained chillingly cold. Qianye Fantian's cruel treatment from years past was still vivid in her memory; how could she allow herself to be swayed even slightly by his words? With cold sarcasm, she added, "But I will still slaughter them. After all, 'cutting the grass and eradicating the roots' is something you taught me countless times back then. Tell me... what should I do?"

*Thud!*

The Third Brahma King dropped heavily to his knees, then deeply prostrated himself before Qianye Ying'er, his voice trembling as he declared, "Our Liege, Qianye Ying'er, we swear to serve you faithfully until death, to uphold you as the new Emperor, to take your words as divine decree, unwavering until death, without regret even if we perish!"

He had fully grasped that Qianye Fantian's ultimate "solution" was to preserve the Brahma Emperor's bloodline and legacy at any cost.

At least they would avoid being erased from the Eastern Divine Region – or even from history – like the God Emperor of Heaven and the Moon God.

Even if it meant enduring utter humiliation and losing all dignity.

Behind him, the other eight Brahma Kings and all the Brahma Emperor Elders also knelt, echoing the same oath of allegiance.

However, this display only brought a deeper scorn to Qianye Ying'er's eyes.

"I was actually expecting some sophisticated death throes from the dying Brahma God Emperor. So this was just a clumsy performance?"

"Save your strength for wailing in hell!!"

She waved her arm, and darkness erupted with a booming sound. Qianye Fantian was instantly sent flying, creating another mist of blood in the air.

The Third Brahma King abruptly reached out, blocking two Brahma Kings who were about to rush forward, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.

Qianye Fantian never activated his remaining power to resist; his Divine Emperor body was already riddled with wounds under the influence of the dark energy.

He slowly raised his head from the ground, his gaze this time turning to Yun Che.

"Yun Che, everything you possess, if used only for revenge and to vent hatred... it would be an utter waste... Since you've taken this step, you are destined... to become the Lord of the God Realm!"

"Now... while you have subdued the Eastern Divine Region, you have also completely alerted the Southern and Western Divine Regions. You are destined not to be able to launch a surprise attack on them as you did with the Eastern Divine Region; instead, you will need more power!"

He raised his hand, his weak voice still resonating. "The living... are always more useful than the dead! However loyal they were to me before, they will be just as loyal to Ying'er... and to you, in the future! You can treat them as loyal hounds, as tools, as stepping stones... Killing them would only be a tremendous loss for both Ying'er and you!"

"A true Emperor grows stronger after conquering enemies... rather than merely incurring losses!"

Yun Che said nothing.

"Ugh!"

Just as he was about to stand, he collapsed heavily back onto his knees, the blood flowing from his seven orifices growing darker still.

Regarding Qianye Ying'er's "family matter," neither Yun Che, Chi Wuyao, nor the Eclipse Moon practitioners had interfered or uttered a word.

"Are you done talking?" Qianye Ying'er spread her fingers, terrifying black light coalescing at her fingertips. Qianye Fantian's words seemed to have no effect on her from beginning to end, nor did they cause any wavering in her killing intent.

"Since you've finished your ridiculous last words..." Qianye Ying'er extended her arm, pointing at Qianye Fantian. "Then die!"

"Unfortunately, you have no right to atone to my mother, because she is in heaven, and you are destined to fall into hell forever!"

As her voice faded, her figure abruptly shot forward, rushing straight toward Qianye Fantian. Her golden eyes blazed with dark hatred, and the black light in her hand converged into a power absolutely sufficient to annihilate Qianye Fantian in his current state.

*Boom—*

The air exploded, and space vibrated... but Qianye Ying'er's power did not strike Qianye Fantian; instead, it was firmly intercepted by Yun Che.

"You?" Qianye Ying'er's brows furrowed sharply, her eyes filled with incomprehension.

Yun Che's hand tightly clasped Qianye Ying'er's wrist, then he murmured, "Yan Yi, kill him."

Yan Yi acknowledged the command and struck instantly.

As the light abruptly dimmed, a dark, spectral hand seemed to emerge from the void, instantly piercing Qianye Fantian. It ruthlessly obliterated his internal organs, completely severing the life force of the Eastern Divine Region's foremost Divine Emperor.

The Brahma Kings' hearts convulsed, and their bodies were filled with sorrow. Yet, not a single one moved or spoke.

Qianye Fantian's gaze gradually dissipated... In this world, some things, even supreme power and cunning schemes, cannot overcome. He accepted his defeat, though it was not entirely willingly.

His consciousness drifted, and his body slumped forward, losing all strength... His final gaze was directed at Yun Che.

The emotion in his gaze was a faint gratitude.

He had never felt "gratitude" during his reign as Emperor... for it was not an emotion an Emperor should possess.

Yet, in his final moments, he bestowed it upon the very person he had once feared above all others, the one who ultimately drove him to his demise.

He collapsed into a pool of blood, utterly still.

His final thoughts, transformed into a wisp of soul resonance, echoed within Qianye Ying'er's mind.

"Ying'er, the Devil Queen has the Devil Maidens and the Soul Stealing Realm under her command, and you... if you are alone... how could you ever contend with her...?"

Qianye Ying'er's eyes twitched violently.

At that moment, Qianye Fantian's aura and soul essence completely vanished.

Perhaps no one, including Qianye Fantian himself, had ever imagined that the Eastern Divine Region's foremost Divine Emperor would end his life – and his era – in such a manner.

No one approached his corpse. The Nine Brahma Kings and the Elders had already prostrated themselves again, deeply kowtowing to Qianye Ying'er, expressing their submission and loyalty.

Qianye Ying'er slowly clenched her fingers, then abruptly pulled away from Yun Che. Staring into his dark eyes, she coldly demanded, "Why did you stop me from killing him? You... you actually..."

Facing her furious glare, Yun Che's expression remained calm as he slowly replied, "Your life should not be lived solely for revenge. He isn't worthy of it."

Looking directly into her eyes, he softened his voice and said, "I don't want you to carry the burden of 'parricide' for the rest of your life. That's not an easy burden to bear."

Qianye Ying'er was speechless.

Yun Che undoubtedly harbored extreme hatred for Xing Juekong. Back then, even tearing him into ten thousand pieces would not have appeased the hatred in his heart.

Yet, when he truly faced a defenseless Xing Juekong, he found himself utterly unable to strike the killing blow. For years, he had kept Xing Juekong frozen within the Primordial Profound Ark, subjecting him to the agony of an ice prison with every breath, but never allowing him to die.

This was because, by blood, Xing Juekong was, after all, Jasmine and Cai Zhi's biological father. He did not wish to become the one who committed parricide against them.

Qianye Ying'er stood frozen, her gaze confused, unable to regain her composure for a long time.

"However, not letting you personally slay Qianye Fantian was indeed a breach of my promise. As compensation..." Yun Che glanced at the Brahma Kings and Brahma Emperor Elders, who were enveloped in the poisonous aura. "Their lives and deaths are yours to decide."

Just fifteen minutes earlier, she would have unhesitatingly chosen to annihilate every single one of them. After all, they were Qianye Fantian's pawns, who had once hunted both her and Yun Che on his behalf.

But under Yun Che's words, she remained undecided for a long time.

"My Liege," the Third Brahma King looked at her and softly said, "As the new Emperor, the entire Brahma Emperor clan will be utterly loyal and obedient. Our two ancestors will surely be extremely pleased."

Qianye Ying'er showed no emotion, yet in her mind, Qianye Fantian's voice continuously echoed:

"The blood of the Brahma Emperor flows in your veins; that will never change."

"They are now not my pawns, but loyal hounds belonging only to you!"

"The Devil Queen has Devil Maidens and the Soul Stealing Realm; if you are alone, how can you ever contend with her...?"

"Remove... the poison."

She finally spoke, and the words that escaped her lips were two that she previously would never have allowed herself to utter.

These two simple words, however, sounded like heavenly music to the Brahma Kings and Brahma Emperor Elders. The Nine Brahma Kings, in particular, almost simultaneously shed tears – though not entirely from simply regaining their lives.

"Very well."

Yun Che glanced at her and agreed quite readily.

He walked before the Brahma Kings, extended his left hand, and from his palm emanated the world's most potent purification light.

"He Ling," Yun Che softly murmured, "Rest assured, even if the people who harmed your parents back then are not dead, they are not among these. And through them, we can surely find those damned individuals immediately."

He Ling obediently assented, and the purifying light of the Sky Poison Pearl spread, covering the Nine Brahma Kings and sixty-three Brahma Emperor Elders, rapidly cleansing the Sky Wounded Severed Thoughts from their bodies.

The Sky Wounded Severed Thoughts was an unsolvable nightmare for the world. However, as a poison derived from the Sky Poison Pearl, it was naturally most easily purified by the same. Soon, the eerie green glow in their eyes gradually faded as the toxic aura vanished.

Before long, as the purifying light receded, the heavenly poison was completely expunged.

The disappearance of the Sky Wounded Severed Thoughts also drained them of much of their profound energy. The overwhelming weakness made it difficult for them even to stand, and full recovery would undoubtedly require a considerable amount of time.

However, for those who had been trapped in a living hell, this felt like a dream come true.

Led by the Third Brahma King, they all straightened their bodies and bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Liege; thank you, Devil Master, for your grace."

"Go and activate the projection array," Chi Wuyao quietly ordered. She observed Qianye Ying'er's profile, a charming smile still gracing her lips, though her beautiful eyes held a hint of complexity.

She was very pleased with this outcome.

Given Qianye Ying'er's boundless hatred for Qianye Fantian and all associated with him... for Qianye Fantian to achieve this result before his death was truly something to marvel at.