The Otherworldly God

Chapter 435

The past years came like a raging tide. Every scene was as clear as if it happened yesterday. Even the cry of the newborn was still ringing in my ears. The smiling faces of the couple appeared involuntarily in front of my eyes. Their joy was beyond words. Their eyes were shining with endless tenderness and expectation for the new life.

Even though he had never seen them before and couldn't see their faces clearly, Le Zheng Yuhua knew that they were his parents. He knew that they loved him too, and his crying turned into the most innocent laughter of a baby.

The fragments of Le Zheng Xiaotian's memories, like tiny stars, slowly spread in his mind. His father's deep and firm teachings, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, nourish the heart though silent; the shadow moon and the new moon, as well as the gentle whispers of his heart, seem to have passed through the barriers of time and space, whispering softly in his ears.

He witnessed the scene of Le Zheng Xiaotian and Xin'er worshipping heaven and earth. At that moment, he seemed to be a witness standing not far away. His heart seemed to be tightly entangled by invisible ropes, and indescribable bitterness surged in his heart. He told himself that it was just a secular ceremony and there was no need to mind it. However, the bitterness in his heart was like autumn leaves falling one by one into the lake of his heart, causing ripples, and finally calmed down.

However, when Le Zheng Xiaotian slowly approached Xin'er, the intimacy that was about to be touched made Le Zheng Yuhua's defenses collapse instantly. He almost rushed forward to block everything, completely forgetting that this was just a memory.

But fortunately, that gentle kiss only fell on Xin'er's forehead, like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, leaving an imperceptible ripple.

Le Zheng Yuhua took a deep breath, trying to put this upsetting memory behind her, but a smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yes, compared to their simple ceremony, the vows he and Xin'er made under the chaotic starry sky, the formal marriage at Jimen Pass, and the night they spent together were truly unforgettable. They were not only husband and wife in name, but also husband and wife in reality, relying on each other for life and death, and never leaving each other.

"Yuhua, have you ever thought about finding a quiet place, away from the hustle and bustle, and being at ease in another world? This is simple. But what you and I want is more than that.

We don't need to sound righteous. We want to make this world a better place, just for ourselves, for future generations, and even for our next life and the next life after that.

I once lived for him, but I also lost my way in the loss and wanted to give up. I didn't know what the meaning of living was.

Now I understand that it is not Xinyue who wants to be with you, but I want to be with you and spend every moment with you. I am not generous enough to give you to others, nor am I willing to hand you over to them.

I can be the new moon, and I can survive. If I lose my way, lose myself, you will take my hand and bring me back, right? "

Her words were gentle yet firm, like the brightest star in the night sky. Yes, she was the brightest heart, illuminating every corner of his heart.

It turned out that she had sealed off part of her memory that day. Le Zheng Yuhua couldn't help but gently stroke the place where the tear fell.

"No matter how the world changes, I will always be your most solid support. If you are lost, I will be your beacon to guide you home. Wait for me, my dear. When you come back, the world will become a better place and you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Le Zheng Yuhua understood that Mu Xin's spell could not trap him, but he trapped himself. He was about to lose her, and was worried that he could not do it. All these complicated emotions made him lose his reason and ability to think.

"No one should come over here. This battle is not over yet."

Le Zheng Yuhua's tone was steady and powerful, and he didn't sound like someone who was seriously injured at all.

Le Zheng Shui Ling and others also stopped and watched Le Zheng Shui Ling retreat, then they followed suit.

Le Zheng Yuhua supported himself on the floor and sat down, with his hands on his chest and his eyes closed, as if Mu Xin's hands were healing his chest.

Le Zheng Yuhua opened his eyes and smiled at her. Mo Yu saw this and was about to ask him what he was grinning about, but the Heavenly Sword flew over and was caught in his hand.

"I think the outcome of this battle is already decided. You should admit defeat and hand over the Heavenly Demon Sword."

Mo Yu was surprised at first, looking at his wound in disbelief, but his words still made himself laugh.

"Le Zheng Yuhua, if I can hurt you once, I can hurt you a second time, a third time..."

"You can hurt me, but I can heal myself, the second time, the third time..."

"Sure enough, it's a healing technique... How is that possible? Aren't you a human?"

"It used to be, but now, I don't think it is."

"What? You want to call yourself a god too? Is there something wrong with you humans? Delusional?"

"I have decided. I will not call myself a god, but an immortal."

"Immortal? Never heard of it."

"Then let's start from now."

Le Zheng Yuhua turned the Heavenly Sword in his hand and attacked Mo Yu. Mo Yu dodged quickly, his eyes changed, and he thought: "This kid is decisive in his sword. It's really hard to understand. In such a short time, he didn't die but made rapid progress, and even learned the healing technique. Could it be that this guy really has some special talent?"

"If I were to talk about special talents, it would be that I am closer to the Jiuli artifact than you are."

Mo Yu's eyes changed again, and he waved the Heavenly Demon Sword, temporarily forcing him back.

"You...can read minds?"

"No, I guessed."

The word "guess" was more terrifying to Mo Yu than mind reading. Just as he said, the Heavenly Sword was completely different in his hands at this moment, and he was likely to lose.

He had fought against Le Zheng Yuhua before, and even though he knew that Le Zheng Yuhua had obtained the power of the demon god, he had just witnessed it, so Mo Yu was reserved and did not think he would lose.

At this moment, he had to re-examine this battle. After all, this was the first battle between the demon king and the human Taoist priest in thousands of years in public. This was related to the reputation of the demon clan. Moreover, among the crowd, there was also his beloved.

"Hmph, even if you are an immortal, I will make you perish here today!"

Mo Yu roared, and black air swirled around the Demon Sword, doubling its power. It was obvious that he was going to use all his strength and leave no room for any chance.

"Fall? How dare you!"

Le Zheng Shui Ling heard his roar and became angry in her heart.

Le Zheng Yuhua smiled indifferently, the Heavenly God Sword seemed to be his hand, but the Heavenly Demon Sword in Mo Yu's hand seemed so absent-minded at this moment.

Mo Yu knew that the situation in the duel between the Heavenly God Sword and the Heavenly Demon Sword had turned around. If he continued to fight with the Heavenly Demon Sword, he would inevitably end up in the same situation as Le Zheng Yuhua. He would not die, but he would definitely lose.

"I knew from the beginning that the Heavenly Demon Sword did not belong to me. Even though I could wield it as freely as my father, it was still waiting for its master. It was like a child throwing a tantrum, and it was temporarily in our hands. Now that its master has appeared, it would be unfair for me to use it again."

After saying that, Mo Yu loosened his hand and put down the Demon Sword. This move surprised everyone who didn't know the truth.