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In the beginning of the Dragon Clan, there was no concept of good and evil in their hearts; everything was merely the result of choices made. The rules and regulations were mostly written for outsiders to see.
Compared to your determination, I feel quite ashamed as a father. But do you understand the consequences of falling into madness?
Zhu Teng retorted, "Could it be worse than the current situation?"
It certainly could not!
Seeing that his son had made up his mind, the Elder Chief stopped asking further questions. His gaze swept around, noticing that the onlookers were growing increasingly impatient, he realized that time was running out for them.
"Teng'er, at this slow pace, when will you..."
The Elder Chief understood that his son was struggling internally, hesitating in action, and thus chose a slower method in an attempt to ease his pain. He acknowledged this intention with a smile. "Old man will lend you a hand."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Elder Chief suddenly handed Zhu Teng a dagger and grasped his hand, plunging the dagger into his own heart.
In this way, it could be considered that you have killed your father with your own hands.
Immediately afterward, he shed his human form and transformed into a dragon. Just as the crowd began to react and gather together, the Elder Chief seized the moment and self-destructed. The explosion was tremendous, catching everyone off guard and severely injuring several individuals.
But this was not the end.
At the moment of self-destruction, some remnants of his soul remained. These remnants used the residual energy from the explosion as cover to quickly gather their own power, also pulling together other remnants of dragon souls.
The gathered energy enveloped the nearly broken Zhu Teng and fled deep into the chasm. The crowd could not catch up and were blocked by a barrier. In their frustration to break through it, they roared in anger, causing quite a commotion.
This was indeed the source of calamity.
The remnants of the soul felt the overwhelming energy around them and were filled with mixed emotions. Listening to the commotion outside, they advised, "This barrier is inherent to the appearance of energy; since we can glimpse a way in and out, it is only a matter of time before it is broken."
Your father has done what he needed to do, leaving you to face this situation alone is truly... unbearable, worrisome, guilt-ridden, yet somewhat comforting.
The energy here is at your disposal; it should be able to heal your wounds. If you act quickly, perhaps you can even gain some strength.
Teng'er, do not refer to yourself as an unfilial son anymore; you are your father's pride. Your father has severed himself from everything; you need not feel guilty for your actions—they are helping your father make amends. So even if you fall into madness, do not let your inner demon take control.
If there is a chance to escape, living is what matters most.
The Elder Chief rambled on for quite some time before finally merging into Zhu Teng's body. In just an instant, Zhu Teng felt a significant increase in power within him but could no longer sense his father's presence.
Only the last sigh of her father lingered in her ears, and thus, it could be said that she had devoured her father.
With matters having come to this point, there was no time for sorrow. Her eyes, stained with hatred, glanced once more at the ugly faces outside the Barrier. Zhu Teng turned and stepped away, disappearing deeper into the abyss.
Time passed, though she could not tell how much. The gods, driven by greed and unwillingness, took turns day after day, attempting to break through the Barrier. Yet, because of this greed and unwillingness, the situation in the Upper Realm became tumultuous. The gods could not fully concentrate on breaking the barrier, resulting in its prolonged existence, leaving Zhu Teng undisturbed in her cultivation.
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