Green Lotus Nurtures the Soul, Di Jun's Chance
Although he had a premonition, Di Jun's explanation still filled Lu Ya with despair.
This reunion is also a final farewell; how could Lu Ya accept it?
"Father God, there must still be hope, right? Father God is the lord of the demon race, the Primordial World Heavenly Emperor, he can't possibly perish like this!"
Lu Ya's aura was unstable and unsteady, indicating that he was already showing signs of going into qi deviation.
"Foolish child, my fate was already predetermined."
It's a blessing to see you one more time before you completely disappear.
You are the son of Di Jun, you cannot possibly be unable to withstand even this small setback.
Although the Father God has fallen, you can take Father God place and see the pinnacle of this world, the ultimate Dao!
Di Jun's expression changed, and his voice entered Lu Ya's sea of consciousness, awakening his consciousness that had entered the chaos.
"Father God, it is Lu Ya who has disappointed Father God."
Please rest assured, Father God, Lu Ya will definitely work hard in his cultivation in the future and live up to Father God expectations!
Lu Ya regained his senses and looked at Di Jun's increasingly dim figure, filled with guilt.
"Indeed, this is the offspring of my Di Jun!"
Di Jun smiled with satisfaction.
He wasn't sure how far Lu Ya could go, but his words today were a source of motivation for him to continuously improve himself.
"Senior Cihang, is there really no hope for Father God's resurrection?"
Although Lu Ya accepted the reality, he still looked at Cihang, who had remained silent, with a glimmer of hope.
"I'm sorry, I'm powerless to help Fellow Di Jun with this matter!"
Cihang did not intend to refuse, but truly had no other choice.
If it were an ordinary cultivator, there might be a chance for reincarnation.
But Di Jun is different. He is the ruler of the demon race and bears the Karmic Debt Karma of the entire demon race. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate him.
The Twelve Ancestor Witches had Houtu to bear their Karmic Debt Karma, but none of them could do the same for Di Jun.
"Tenth Child, don't make things difficult for Fellow Daoist Cihang."
I know my situation; seeing you here one more time is already the limit!
Unlike Lu Ya, Di Jun had already accepted his fate.
Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Di Jun handed over the entire legacy of the Golden Crow Clan to Lu Ya.
Di Jun felt guilty towards Lu Ya.
Since birth, Lu Ya has not enjoyed the glory that comes with his status; instead, he has suffered countless tribulations due to the demon race.
Unfortunately, he no longer has the chance to make amends.
From now on, he'll have to rely on himself for everything.
He only stopped giving Lu Ya his instructions when his wisp of divine soul was about to reach its limit.
"Tenth Child, step aside for a moment. I have something to say to Fellow Daoist Cihang!"
Although Lu Ya was reluctant, he suppressed his grief and stepped aside.
Di Jun immediately waved his hand and set up a restriction.
"I never expected to meet you again in this state, fellow Daoist. Please forgive my poor appearance!"
Di Jun's expression was complicated. His relationship with Cihang was not friendly; in fact, they could be considered enemies.
But in the end, it was Cihang saw him off.
Indeed, life is unpredictable!
Cihang never regarded Di Jun as an opponent, and the previous grudges dissipated with Di Jun's death.
Cultivators are inherently fighting against fate; Di Jun simply fell on the path of seeking the Dao.
There are countless cultivators like Di Jun.
"Having cultivated for billions of years, I, Di Jun, believe I have not wronged anyone, except for Xi He and these few offspring, to whom I feel guilty!"
Di Jun had no other wish but to hope that fellow Daoist could lend a hand and help them regain their vitality.
Di Jun is extremely grateful!
With that, Di Jun bowed deeply to Cihang.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for that. I've come here specifically for the Nine Golden Crows."
"I have already promised Lu Ya that I will help Fellow Xi He and the Nine Golden Crows to be resurrected!"
Cihang waved her hand to help Di Jun up, and at the same time released a burst of creative power, which restored some of Di Jun's soul.
"You agreed to Lu Ya, but what promise did Lu Ya make?"
Di Jun's expression suddenly changed, his eyes filled with worry for Lu Ya.
He knew that with Cihang's strength, he indeed had the ability to help the Nine Golden Crows revive.
Getting Cihang to intervene is definitely not going to be easy.
"Fellow Di Jun, there's no need to worry. My intervention isn't because Lu Ya made any promises, but to settle the karmic Karma with the demon race!"
"What karmic Karma you have with the demon race? What Karma do you have with the demon race, fellow Daoist?"
A look of doubt appeared in Di Jun's eyes.
"The Chaos Bell!"
"The Chaos Bell? The Chaos Bell has actually fallen into your hands, fellow Daoist. Tai Yi has also completely perished?"
Di Jun's expression grew increasingly grim.
He had previously held onto a sliver of hope that the Chaos Bell might grant Tai Yi glimmer of life.
If the Chaos Bell had fallen into Cihang's hands, Tai Yi's fate would have been predictable.
"Compared to you, fellow Daoist, Tai Yi is still fortunate!"
After a moment's thought, Cihang decided not to hide the situation from Tai Yi.
There wasn't any deep-seated hatred between him and Di Jun; in their previous encounters, he had always had the upper hand.
Moreover, in his view, from Di Jun's perspective, he had not done anything wrong.
"That's good. Thank you for informing me of Tai Yi's situation, fellow Daoist."
Now I can die without regrets.
Di Jun suddenly bowed deeply to Cihang.
I'm grateful to him for informing Tai Yi of the situation, and also for helping Tai Yi under those circumstances.
Although Cihang had her own motives, it is true that she gave Tai Yi a chance to be reborn.
"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. Our relationship is simply a matter of mutual benefit."
Given your situation, fellow Daoist, there is indeed no chance of resurrection in the Primordial World. However, if you have the opportunity to enter the Chaos Realm, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Cihang waved and helped Di Jun up.
"Given my current condition, how can I possibly leave here?"
Once this great formation is broken, that will be the time when my soul and spirit dissipate.
"But I have no regrets now that I've learned about Xi He and Tai Yi's whereabouts at the end!"
Although Di Jun knew that Cihang had the ability to help him, he was too ashamed to ask Cihang for help.
He brought this upon himself.
Fortunately, apart from him, Tai Yi Xi He and the others still have the opportunity to rebuild their cultivation.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be so pessimistic. Meeting each other is fate."
Today, Cihang will once again grant you a sliver of life!
A blue lotus slowly bloomed in Cihang's hand, radiating a rich vitality and creative power.
"Fellow Daoist Cihang..."
Di Jun was at a loss for words, he really hadn't expected Cihang to help him unconditionally.
He is truly of no use to me now.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for further words. Helping you is merely a small favor for me."
Whether fellow Daoist will have a chance to be resurrected is still unknown. Cihang can do is preserve the souls of those who have traveled this far!
Cihang formed a hand seal and channeled the energy into the blue lotus, making it more inclined to nourish the soul.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist."
A simple thank you is too inadequate. If Di Jun has the chance to be resurrected someday, he will surely repay your great kindness with all his might!
Di Jun bowed solemnly to Cihang, then ceased resisting the attraction of the green lotus, dissipating his form and disappearing into it.
At this point, any further promises would be meaningless, but Di Jun kept his gratitude towards Cihang in his heart.
If he cannot seize this glimmer of hope, then all his efforts will be in vain.
If I ever have the chance to relive the Primordial World, I will repay Cihang with all my might.