When he saw Queen Mother of the West being infected by Great Dao, too many bloody and cruel images flashed through Haotian's mind.
All those long-lost memories are back.
Once upon a time, he was not the Haotian Shangdi who was aloof and commanded the central part of the Immortal Realm. Nor was he the Primordial Wilderness Heavenly Court Human Emperor who held the power of the Human Emperor and commanded the sun and the moon.
But a weak human being.
Extreme Dao The majesty and coldness of a strong man is a feeling that Haotian can never imagine in his dreams.
He could only keep experiencing one tragedy after another, watching his friends and relatives die one after another, and even wandering on the edge of death countless times.
But he was burdened with great luck, and even had a shocking companion spirit treasure like Haotian Mirror, and he rushed out of the purgatory of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Why?
Haotian's eyes gradually became confused, and his face was gradually wrapped and covered by tentacles.
You have gained the power you once dreamed of, but you no longer have the faith and passion you once had?
I transformed from a weak human being into Haotian Shangdi, but I forgot my ambition to benefit all mankind in the world?
I have the ability to protect many people. I no longer have to go through life and death farewells one after another, and watch my companions sacrifice for me, but instead punish those who undermine my majesty. Even if someone just wants to fall in love, he is beaten into the Animal Realm by me, becomes a pig, and has to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties before he can achieve success?
Haotian recalled the small figure with high fighting spirit, dragging his mutilated body, tying the tendons with his teeth, with blood and tears in his eyes, roaring at the Primordial Wilderness ferocious beast as big as a mountain.
"Then... is it really me?" Maybe it was so long ago that he even felt that such memories were strange.
Haotian Suddenly heard the whispering voices of countless demons, a commotion full of unparalleled deception.
"Haotian Shangdi, you have forgotten your original ambition."
"You no longer regard yourself as a human being, but instead think that human beings are weak and miserable ants, looking down on them from above, don't you?"
"Have you forgotten? You have the power of life and death. Just by starting the Battle of the Gods, how many Human Race compatriots died tragically in it? They are so pitiful and weak that you don't even take them seriously."
"Think about those compatriots who sacrificed for you, don't you feel Sin?"
"You have sinned so much, why don't you die?"
Countless such whispers and murmurs were deeply immersed in his sea of consciousness, making his consciousness more and more confused and confused, as if he was hypnotized, with such thoughts constantly echoing in his mind.
The indescribable feeling of Sin and despair came over him instantly, completely overwhelming him.
Until he heard this sentence:
"You are arbitrary, focused, ruthless, and unpopular. Now that the only one who cares about you, Queen Mother of the West, is dead, what's the point of living?"
Haotian felt like a thunder exploded in his mind, feeling unparalleled panic and anxiety.
Queen Mother of the West!
Yes, Queen Mother of the West is dead!
"But how did she die?"
"I can't remember!" Haotian was like crazy. He suddenly had a strong obsession, as if he was unwilling to die if he didn't recall this incident. It actually hindered the further intensification of erosion.
"Have you forgotten? She was killed by you." The murmuring voice continued, full of sarcasm and ridicule, like a devil teasing people's hearts.
"No! It's impossible, I can't kill her!" Haotian roared, and then he stretched out his hands from the tentacles with difficulty, and made a "snap" sound with his hands.
His hands were chewed into pits and bruises, and even the bones were chewed into pieces in some places.
But Haotian seemed not to notice the pain at all.
"Boom--"
The figure of an emperor standing tall on the sky and the earth rose slowly, shattering countless tentacles.
He holds Son of Heaven True Dragon Sword, wears a nine-dragon tassel crown, and wears a five-clawed golden dragon robe.
The sun and moon surround it on its sides, and mountains and rivers below.
"I remembered." Haotian's scarred cheeks showed a trace of ferocity, "I don't care what you are, you have to die--"
Haotian slowly raised his right hand, and the Emperor's body also raised his hand Son of Heaven True Dragon Sword. In an instant, nine golden divine dragons roared and danced wildly, circling around a hundred feet of sword light, shocking the world!
But at this moment, Queen Mother of the West in front of him disappeared.
Haotian suddenly felt an indescribable sense of crisis and fullness. His abdomen bulged like a sphere, then burst open, and a piece of black hair flowed out, turning into a wriggling silk tapeworm.
Not only that, Queen Mother of the West's cheek also emerged from it, but it looked like it had been swollen by water and then rotted. It looked particularly disgusting and ugly, and maggots were crawling in and out of her pitted face.
The strange laughter of "hee hee hee" sounded in his mind. There were men and women, old and young, intertwined together. "Haotian, you woke up too late. Your sea of consciousness was breached by us, and you are completely defenseless against Queen Mother of the West."
"I will give you a chance now to join the Great Dao camp. The demise of Heavenly Dao is the general trend. If you imprint your own principles on Great Dao now, you can still be your Immortal Emperor in the future, and it will be no problem to rule a plane!"
"Don't you like the feeling of being on top the most? Think about it, you are in charge of the power of life and death in a plane, and everyone is crawling at your feet, obeying your orders! Playing every night, changing women in turn, and it's different every night. Isn't this what you like?"
"Admit it! You have experienced too much suffering, so there is a twisted seed of resentment hidden in your heart. Once you become a strong man, you want to vent it crazily, and use 120,000 points of enjoyment and hegemony to make up for the vacancy in your heart caused by the pain!"
Its words are extremely sharp and carry a strong mental shock wave, directly piercing the secrets hidden deep in Haotian's heart that he dare not tell others.
Feeling the vibration of Haotian's soul, it became even more excited, and pressed forward step by step. "What you really care about is not Queen Mother of the West! Her death does make you sad, but what really makes you feel panic and fear is that the only person in the world who really cares about you is gone!"
"Mortals can still hold their loved ones and cry bitterly after the death of their loved ones, and can still talk to other relatives. How about you? Hahaha, this is Haotian Shangdi, what a joke! There is no point in living without the seven emotions and six desires, but with the seven emotions and six desires, how can you be invulnerable?"
"Come and join the glorious new era! The power and majesty you desire, Great Dao can give you. This is the only meaning left for you to live!"
Facing the monster's roar, Haotian let out a long breath.
"Perhaps what you said is right. Apart from enjoying my sole hegemony, my life has no meaning anymore."
He slowly put Son of Heaven True Dragon Sword down, as if he was about to give up resistance.
"Then--"
Hearing this, the monster already showed an excited and distorted smile.
Haotian suddenly showed a ruthless look on his face, held the sword behind his back, and stabbed himself and the monster with determination!
In a shrill and angry scream, he kept coughing up blood and organ fragments, but showed a weird smile.
"No more alive."