Chapter 80 Going Home Together

Chapter 80 Going Home Together

Everyone stood idly by as the three heads of the family suffered. The Saniwa had not forgotten that the undeserved calamity they had encountered was caused by them.

After devouring the three family heads, the evil god's body suddenly contracted inward, like a black hole squeezed to its limit, even the surrounding light seemed to be sucked and distorted by it.

Han Zhou sensed the power of the evil god's attack and was the first to fall from the sky, his huge and pure white body blocking the barrier.

"My lord!"

Worried cries came from within the barrier.

Han Zhou, standing outside the barrier, heard this. She tilted her head slightly, her light golden eyes clearly reflecting their figures. Han Zhou nodded slightly, indicating that they didn't need to worry.

Buzz—!

The eerie sound was sharp enough to pierce eardrums, and the darkness that the evil god had shrunk to its limit suddenly erupted!

Countless black rays, condensed to their ultimate form, shot out from every corner of its body like desperate poisonous stings!

These rays contain the extreme resentment and destructive will accumulated by the evil god through countless years and countless sacrifices.

Faced with this desperate attack that unleashed the full power of the evil god, Han Zhou's eyes remained unmoved. She did not dodge, but simply gracefully gathered and overlapped her nine fluffy fox tails in front of her, like a blooming, holy lotus flower.

Many of the Saniwa, who were being protected by Hanzhou, were stunned. They looked down at the wounds that were no longer there, and only their tattered clothes proved that the pain was not an illusion.

"Um... could someone explain this a little?" a gentle voice came from the crowd.

Yu Yuwu and the other two withdrew their gaze from Han Zhou and began to tell the other Saniwa the truth of the matter. This included why the Time Retrograde Army had appeared; the three major families' elimination of Saniwa and concealment of the truth; and the profiteering from auctioning swords, etc.

The swords that had been auctioned off were all secretly rescued by Han Zhou. Looking at the many Saniwa who were stunned by the massive amount of information they had received, Tsurumaru Kuninaga couldn't help but laugh:

"Well, I'm one of the swords that were saved. Of course, I'm not the only one."

Many swords and blades were saved by our lord.

The once corrupted Fudo Yukimitsu, the Raiha clan whose citadel was destroyed, the three divine swords sacrificed...

Suddenly, a blinding white-gold light burst forth from ahead.

The light then suddenly expanded, transforming into a platinum halo. The halo slowly rotated, its surface swirling with countless intricate and profound divine runes.

When those millions of destructive black rays collided with the platinum halo, there was no explosion, no impact, only the ultimate "purification".

The black rays were like drops of ink thrown into a boundless ocean; they were instantly dissolved and assimilated by the golden light, disappearing without a trace, without even causing a ripple.

After dissolving all the rays, the platinum halo immediately flew towards the evil god, binding the black, jelly-like mass within. With nowhere to escape, the evil god let out a piercing shriek.

The halo suddenly flipped and contracted, and the evil god that everyone feared vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The oppressive aura that had enveloped the myriad houses receded like a tide, and the black vortex in the sky began to shrink. Han Zhou quietly watched it all come to an end, the light around her slowly receding. She lowered her gaze to the survivors of the ordeal.

His light golden eyes held indifference and seriousness.

Those who were being stared at by such gazes couldn't help but shrink back. They then realized how ridiculous their title of "Saniwa" was, and the pride that had risen from it was crushed.

From the very beginning, they were not qualified to "judge" the gods.

The golden barrier disappeared, and the divine light emanating from Han Zhou suddenly spread out. Some of the Saniwa suddenly rose into the air, leaving everyone bewildered by this unexpected turn of events.

Han Zhou's cold voice reached everyone's ears: "Those who are disqualified shall be punished."

Golden divine power seeped into the brows of the disqualified individuals, leaving a fleeting, pale white mark. There was no pain, no discomfort; aside from the sudden feeling of weightlessness, the disqualified individuals seemed to have received no punishment whatsoever.

On the one hand, these people still have room to make amends for their mistakes. On the other hand, Han Zhou has already prepared a backup plan.

Once they cross the line, they will be banished to the underworld, never to be reborn.

"If your heart is no longer pure, your soul will return to the underworld." Han Zhou did not speak, but directly transmitted these words into the mind of the Saniwa who had not changed his original intention.

At the same time, an indescribable vastness and antiquity of consciousness quietly descended.

This will was not directed at any individual; it simply watched Han Zhou silently. This time, the Heavenly Dao did not conceal its aura, so Han Zhou sensed it the instant it appeared, but before she could say anything…

Suddenly, auspicious clouds emitting a soft white light appeared in the sky, and a pure, seven-colored ray of light containing the power of primordial rules fell on Han Zhou like moonlight.

The Way of Heaven is formless, yet it speaks. A grand and peaceful voice resounds directly between heaven and earth, deep within the hearts and souls of all living beings:

"Evil and defilement have invaded, space and time have been thrown into turmoil, and order is on the verge of collapse. The divine vessel has cleansed the filth, its merits immeasurable. Now, in the name of the Heavenly Dao, a divine being is created, sharing the same origin as this world!"

In other words, Han Zhou became the Heavenly Dao of this realm.

The moment the words fell, the seven-colored light suddenly became incomparably dazzling, and Han Zhou felt this unfamiliar power within his body. The enormous body began to gradually shrink, its outline moving closer to a human shape.

As the light faded, a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure appeared.

She floated in the air, her figure slender, still in her half-human, half-fox form. Only this time, the blue teardrop earrings were no longer on her fox ears, and her originally waist-length ink-black hair had turned into a flawless, snow-white color, matching her fox tail.

Han Zhou's usual yukata has been replaced by a white-gold robe. The robe has an ancient and solemn style, with dark gold, ever-flowing divine patterns on the wide cuffs and hem.

Those pale gold eyes remained the same, but now they were mostly filled with divinity, and even the gentleness that could be occasionally seen in the past had vanished without a trace.

Her voice was clear and calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, reaching the ears of every living being with perfect clarity:

"Once this matter is settled, order will be restored."

The moment she finished speaking, the unrelated Saniwa and swords vanished from their spots and returned to their respective Honmaru.

Yu Yuwu and the others watched as Han Zhou slowly descended from the sky, his white-gold robe contrasting sharply with the chaotic environment.

As the cold boat landed, Ranluo instinctively wanted to move forward, but when she met those light golden, divine eyes, her legs felt like lead, and she couldn't take another step.

In fact, Han Zhou noticed Ran Luo's growth from the very beginning, and was also aware of Yu Yu Wu's efforts.

She walked towards Yu Yuwu, her gaze lingering for a moment on her hair, which was half-white from the sacrifice. A complex emotion flashed in her light golden eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by her composure.

"Yu Yuwu," Han Zhou called softly, her voice much gentler.

“I have seen your sacrifices. Within the seal, you spared no effort, sacrificing your lifespan to help me break free of the shackles; on the battlefield, even with your spiritual power not yet restored, you still stood firm at the front, protecting your comrades; under the slander, you held fast to your beliefs and never wavered.”

With each word Han Zhou spoke, the gazes of Ran Luo and Qing Ye beside Yu Yu Wu softened a little more. They knew Yu Yu Wu's sacrifices, and the eyes of the spirit swords also converged, filled with recognition and praise.

Han Zhou will not let Yu Yuwu make sacrifices for nothing; she deserves a fair return.

Han Zhou's tone carried a hint of inquiry and solemnity: "I need an agent to walk this realm, to convey the will of Heaven, and to heal the wounds of the heavens."

She extended a hand to Yu Yuwu, palm facing upwards, with subtle white-gold Heavenly Dao runes flowing within it.

"Are you willing to believe in me, bear this cause and effect, and become my divine messenger?"

Upon hearing this, Qingye and Ranluo looked at Yuyuwu in surprise.

Divine messengers! Not ordinary believers, but messengers who directly serve the Heavenly Way and act on its behalf! This means that Yu Yuwu can obtain great power, but it also means that he will bear the corresponding responsibilities and risks.

Yu Yuwu was clearly stunned. When she used the sacrificial formation, she had already made up her mind that she would not regret it. She never expected to receive such a precious "reward".

She looked at Han Zhou's outstretched hand, at the flowing runes representing the supreme rules of this realm. Yu Yuwu understood that becoming a divine messenger would grant her immense power, making even the sacrifice of half her lifespan seem insignificant.

But she will also bear the consequences. This path may not be easy.

However, Yu Yuwu's hesitation lasted only a short time. She recalled how she felt when she chose to bear the consequences, and the beliefs she held dear. There was no trace of confusion in her eyes.

Yu Yuwu stepped forward and carefully placed her hand on Han Zhou's fingertips. Her voice was gentle yet firm:

I do.

A faint smile seemed to flicker in Han Zhou's pale golden eyes.

As Yu Yuwu finished speaking, a warm and vast power gently enveloped her. Her hair, which had turned white due to the price she had paid, returned to its original black color, and the spiritual energy she had consumed was instantly replenished.

It even became more refined and profound, and a mysterious feeling of being subtly connected with all things in heaven and earth arose in Yu Yuwu's heart.

She became the first divine messenger of the Heavenly Dao in this world.

Then Han Zhou's gaze fell on Ran Luo, who instinctively straightened her back under his gaze. Seeing this, a smile flashed in Han Zhou's eyes, and she raised her hand—

He gently patted the little girl's head, his tone mild:

"Well done, thank you for your hard work."

Ranlu blinked, and she felt a lump in her throat. Tears welled up in her eyes, and the familiar tone and attitude made her throw herself into Hanzhou's arms.

What gods, what heavenly laws? All she knew was that Han Zhou was her family.

Han Zhou let Ran Luo hold her, her hand gently patting the little girl's back to soothe her anxiety. Han Zhou looked at her swords and the spirits that had come to her aid.

Thank you for your help.

Hanshu's Tsurumaru Kuninaga and his own spirit exchanged a glance, then immediately stepped forward to Hanshu's side, each holding a white crane, and said in unison:

"Don't I look a lot like my lord/Lord Hanzhou?"

They had the same white hair and similar golden eyes. However, their temperaments were vastly different; one was calm, indifferent, and almost divine, while the other was lively and unrestrained.

Han Zhou watched the two white cranes frolicking, and the joy that had just risen in her heart was suppressed. She had realized that becoming part of the Heavenly Dao did not allow for too much "humanity," and many of her emotions would be suppressed.

"You guys..." Han Zhou's tone was somewhat flat, no longer carrying the helplessness he used to. This reaction was as if he had returned to when Han Zhou had just become the so-called "Saniwa".

The unease and doubts that had been lingering among the swordsmen vanished with the second half of Han Zhou's sentence; they heard her say...

"Let's go home together."