I was fooled.
In this silent moment, Shengzong's mind was blank. He could see nothing and hear nothing.
I was too conceited, too naive, and too desperate, but I forgot that these factors combined could cost a person's life. My cooperation with the worst evil was like driving wolves to devour tigers, but if I pushed the powerful tigers back, those wolves would turn their teeth and tear my flesh apart alive!
Shengzong stood there blankly with his hair disheveled, barefoot and untidy. Rather than an emperor ruling the world, he looked more like a down-and-out beggar. All the misfortunes in the world rolled endlessly on his back and shoulders, and he could only bear it without the slightest strength to resist.
His face was pale as paper, then red as fire, with veins rising from his forehead and neck, then disappearing. The man's eyeballs were bloodshot, and in an instant, he seemed to have aged thirty years.
It's a pity that I have such a good reputation in my life, but in the end, I was so stupid as to invite a wolf into my house and make a deal with the evil demon...
Sheng Zong gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice: "You, you..."
His heart was swollen with pain, and it was about to burst. He suddenly couldn't say a word, and blood dripped from the corners of his lips. The palace servants shouted loudly, but Shengzong turned a deaf ear to them. He only felt the cracking noise in his eardrums, swirling in his brain.
"Enjoy the rest of your life," the Evil said happily, "but don't forget, you haven't paid off your debt of two hours yet, you still owe a lot more!"
With the departure of the most evil, the spirit and energy that supported the Holy Sect completely collapsed. He shook his body, rolled his eyes back, and fell to the ground hastily like a puppet with its strings cut, making a muffled thud.
"His Majesty!"
"Quickly call the imperial physician and the immortals!"
Wuping's palace was in chaos. The monks had to drink countless spiritual medicines and essences to maintain the heart of the Holy Emperor. Three days later, the emperor woke up slowly, his face was haggard, like an old man who was about to die.
His blank eyes swept around the people who had gathered around him. The imperial concubine's eyes were red, like rain hitting a crabapple tree. The queen's voice was hoarse, and she burst into laughter and said, "It's okay, it's okay once you wake up!"
"Swear..." Shengzong's throat made a wheezing sound. He grabbed the wrist of the monk next to him, "I... swore..."
As long as he can break the shackles of evil, break the oath, and regain joy and happiness, he is willing to pay any price, no matter how heavy it is!
However, his devoted assistant guard only shook his head regretfully.
Strictly speaking, the ultimate evil and the ultimate good have long been beyond the scope of ordinary cultivators. No matter what, if a person wants to embark on the path of immortality, there will always be rules and paths to follow, such as building the foundation, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, and spirit separation... only by taking one step at a time can one be down-to-earth and take the right path. But ordinary cultivators have never even heard of the ultimate evil and the ultimate good, and even imagining them is outrageous. If you swear to this monster who is almost one with the yin and yang of nature, it is like swearing to the sky. How can you allow yourself to go back on your promise
-Unless you are willing to endure the "pain of destroying the soul and digging out the heart, and the pain of burning the body with true yang".