Chapter 160: Demon Emperor’s Little Phoenix 12 (part 3 of 3)
The Heavenly Emperor, Taihao, turned a blind eye to the long sword at his neck, and narrowed his eyes, “But the result now is that, even though you found a resurrection method, you’ll also never be able to resurrect him.”
As soon as this words were said, Taihao inwardly knew that things would turn sour. Because Mao Shu’s rationality was already hovering on the edge of the cliff, if the several years of effort were to fall short, this will cause him to collapse in madness. As expected, his eyes became bloodshot, as he uncontrollably roared: “How can you be so selfish? He helped you so much when he was alive, yet you aren’t willing to do anything for him! You’re the Heavenly Emperor, what don’t you have? But I only want nothing but him alone, yet why do you still have to obstruct me!!”
“Mao Shu……”
Taihao shook of the long sword at his neck with strength, then somewhat heavily said: “You should know, that there are some things in this world, that can never be obtained.”
The fire woven flower blossom exploded in the air. Although gorgeous, it also brought about a terrifying heat wave. The fiery dragon at the summit of Buzhou Mountain instantly burned even fiercer. Soon, another flower blossom exploded, half of the sky burned like a prairie on fire, with blazing flames that was enough to burn down all the creatures in the Four Realms.
The raging fire flower blossoms were woven by the Zhao Huo decree. The first flower can set the heavens on fire and burn the clouds; the second flower can burn all living creatures on the ground; the third flower ignites the fire of heaven and earth, and can destroy the sky and earth.
Now that two of the flowers had already been woven, it was already too late……
The Little Phoenix finally filled up his magic power by expanding his life force, and waved away everyone blocking his way, then bit his wrist, and directly used the blood of the Phoenix to break through the the Spiritual Energy ring collision of Mao Shu and the Heavenly Emperor, and inserted into their battle.
The Phoenix race is naturally unafraid of any raging flames. But the cyclone induced magic power forcefully shook the Little Phoenix, making him spat out a mouthful of blood, and even suffer two cuts of wounds of varying depths on his body. The Little Phoenix didn’t have the time to think about anything else, but just continuously formed hand seals with both hands, swiftly forming new enchantments like moving clouds and flowing water, in order to isolate the fire from the heaven and earth, as well as to try summoning back the Zhao Huo decree in Mao Shu’s hand.
The fierce gale freely blew his long hair, his red clothes also fluttered up and down, which looked elegant and picturesque. Perhaps no one in this world can be as dazzlingly in red as him, so much so that, even the onlookers can only look away from him. From the distance, he was like a beautiful, distant and untouchable dream.
But it wasn’t the red color of flames at all, but of pure blood.
The Little Phoenix swallowed the blood that rushed up his throat from time and time again, while cold sweat burst out of his forehead. He is the master of the Zhao Huo decree after all, and no matter how strong Mao Shu’s magical power is, he still won’t be able to take complete control of the Phoenix race’s treasure in such a short period of time. The Little Phoenix’s all-out effort finally made the bloodthirsty Zhao Huo decree automatically return to him.
With a m.u.f.fled sound, the brilliant flowers retreated, and the three moving figures in the fire simultaneously stopped. The Heavenly Emperor’s magic staff pierced Mao Shu’s chest, while the Little Phoenix’s palm was printed on Mao Shu’s back.
Nevertheless, the Heavenly Emperor and the Little Phoenix also suffered grave injuries, and had been completely exhausted. The Little Phoenix couldn’t even stand still properly, and felt sharp pain all over his body. At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side, buckled his wrist, then pulled his hand back, and pushed him away from Mao Shu, causing him to immediately fall heavily onto the soft cloud.
Little Phoenix raised his head somewhat dazedly, and saw that An Ying, who had rushed over to support Mao Shu.
Truth be told, An Ying had just woken up from a state of prolonged unconsciousness just a short while ago.
The two life flowers can’t have the ‘best of both worlds’ as it’s name suggests, but is of mutual promotion and restraint, which only one can survive. An Ying, who should’ve supplied both magic power and vital force to Cang Yi, was brought back to life by the Little Phoenix, and under the effect of the backlash, had gotten the profound cultivation remaining in Cang Yi’s corpse instead. With the added aid of the Little Phoenix’s heart, An Ying gratuitously obtained ten thousand years of cultivation, and like the Little Phoenix, had unexpectedly only regained consciousness after having digested and slept for several days.
After having rushed over, he saw this kind of scene, — The foster father, Mao Shu, was heavily wounded. The perpetrators were actually the Heavenly Emperor and his Little Phoenix.
Blood incessantly flowed out from Mao Shu’s chest, which was pierced by the Emperor’s magic staff. His face soon became ash pale due to blood loss, following which, he tenaciously grabbed An Ying’s arm, just like grabbing a life saving straw, “Save me, I still haven’t seen your father yet, I can’t die……”
At this time, he still didn’t know that he can never see Cang Yi ever again. He suddenly pointed his finger at the Little Phoenix straightforwardly, and swiftly said with a hiss: “That’s right, he is a Phoenix. A blood from the Phoenix’s heart can heal all kind of injuries……”
The Little Phoenix was tightly clenching his teeth right now, and was unable to speak at all. Solely focusing on restraining that pain radiating from his limbs and bones, and dazedly watched An Ying slowly walk up to him.
Mao Shu was going to die, there wasn’t any time left to wait nor hesitate already, An Ying in a moment of desperation finally uttered: “Tong Tong, can you give me a drop of blood from your heart? ……it’s just a drop of blood, it won’t cause too much harm……”
An Ying only heard the quiet gasp from the Little Phoenix, as if he was enduring something. Quite some time pa.s.sed before the other spoke: “.…..you want my heart’s blood?”
For some reasons, An Ying’s normally stable hands slightly trembled, his voice become unstable as well, “.…..yes.”
The Little Phoenix calmly looked at him, and unexpectedly smiled all of a sudden. There was an innate luxury and arrogance condensed between those brows, and was just like when An Ying first saw him in the past. Tong, the Phoenix raised his brow, which was both innocent and full of charm, in addition to his gorgeous smile. He soon after spoke in his usual aloof and remote tone of voice: “Do you know? The heart’s blood is very precious for the Phoenix. Why should I give it to you?”
Why did he want to give his heart to him? The Little Phoenix still hasn’t figured this out until now, but neither did he regret doing it. But merely felt a little pain in his empty heart.
An Ying also felt a fierce pain in his heart immediately afterwards. He immediately spoke in a serious manner like making a vow: “I will use everything I have and even my life to compensate.”
But the Little Phoenix shook his head, “.…..I don’t need a compensation.”