Above Destiny

Chapter 715 Really?
You bastard, you're here to make sarcastic remarks, aren't you!

Lou Feng laughed in anger, glancing at the Chun Jun sword in his hand, and snorted coldly: "The foundation is not bad, but the variations are too lacking. What a waste of such a good foundation... Spirit quality transformation. You dog, do you even understand how to play?"

Having said that, he waved slightly.

In an instant, a wisp of pale flame rose from the clear, transparent blade, spread, and completely engulfed the wailing Hippolyta.

The pale flames rose fiercely, but there was no heat to be felt; instead, there was a bone-chilling cold!
Right before Minkler's eyes, Hippolyta's body stiffened rapidly, covered in frost, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and the mutated soul snakes along with her were completely turned into ice sculptures.

It broke apart on its own.

In the end, all that was left was a pile of frozen dust.

In the blink of an eye, the three layers of spiritual essence underwent a qualitative change and evolution, easily endowing Chun Jun with a brand new transformation—the Frozen Flame Transformation!
It was as if they had sensed the changes that Lou Feng had made.

The original handwriting disappeared without a trace, replaced by a message on a lower level.

--【generally】.

Lou Feng's face grew even uglier. How could some people still be barking like dogs inside the house god's belly?!

He had no doubt that if he angrily tried to erase that layer of comments, there would definitely be a new layer of comments mocking him!
Don't ask, the answer is that I know this bastard too well!
Lou Feng gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to get angry, but then the message disappeared, and a new line of text appeared before his eyes.

[She's not usually angry either]

You bastard, are you never going to stop?!
It was as if, sensing Lou Feng's fury, the handwriting vanished with satisfaction, never to be seen again.

Only the stunned Minkler and the ashen-faced Lou Feng remained, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"Let's go."

Lou Feng suppressed his anger, turned around and said through gritted teeth, "Time is short. If you want to find someone, you'd better hurry."

"Who are you looking for?"

Minkler followed behind, bewildered.

Lou Feng turned around and glanced at him:
"your dad."
.
"Old man, you really are alive!!!"

At the highest point of the Netherworld Elephant Continent, Bogio, relying on numerous arrangements, had directly entered the core. At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared in fury.

Go against Tiangang.

But it's understandable.

No matter who it is, when they have gone through countless hardships and overcome numerous obstacles, and are finally about to succeed, they will inevitably break down when they find that the last obstacle in their way is their own father.

Moreover, the concept of a loving father and a filial son has never existed in Chopra's family.

Rather than being offspring and father, they are more like tools and users.

Hundreds of sons and daughters were all tools of that old man Bustaman, used to garner support from various parties, to forge alliances, and to be used as expendable objects to break oaths!

Even Boggio is the same!
He lived in constant fear, as if walking on thin ice. Even as the old man's most trusted son, with his maternal clan backing him up, he was still terrified that one day he would be thrown out as a sacrifice... And behind him, there were countless brothers, sisters, and even illegitimate children, all eyeing his position with covetous intent!
Until one day, he finally couldn't take it anymore.

He poisoned it.

Yes, Bustaman's death was orchestrated by Bogio.

Just as the old man received the good news and was overjoyed, Bogio, who was already well aware of his father's habits, personally poured the Soul-Binding Silk, which he had been preparing for who knows how long, into his favorite vintage wine.

Of the six bottles, only one had been tampered with.

He gambled everything on fate, and he won—a huge win!
Even though there were occasional setbacks, he knew that he was the one favored by fate, and in the end, he would be the only winner!

But now, fate has told him a joke just when he was closest to success.

In the joke, there's a clown—that's himself.

At the very center of the Netherworld Elephant Continent, deep within the family temple, his father, the head of the Chopra family, Bustaman, had been waiting for a long time.

"Oh, it's Xiao Si."

Before the fire started, Bustaman slowly turned his head to look at him, glancing at his furious expression, and sighed as if helpless.

"What a useless thing..."

He said, "How come only a few have died?"

Bogio was stunned.

sluggish.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if he had finally understood everything.

"You...did this on purpose..."

His expression twitched: "You deliberately gave the family head's ring to Minkler!!!"

What "last thought before death"? It was clearly a pre-arranged plan!
So carelessly and recklessly, at this critical juncture, the family's prestigious position was placed into the hands of an unworthy and opportunistic newcomer!
Even knowing it would cause riots.

No, it's because it caused the riots!

It's all so that they'll fight to the death for the position of family head!
“Minkler? Just a side job. Of all the suitable kids, he’s the most outstanding… We haven’t seen him for so long, looks like he’s doing quite well.”

Bustaman sighed, looking at him with deep disappointment, "On the contrary, how can you be so useless?"

They only killed so few?
a shame!

As he spoke, in the vast ancestral temple, in the darkness beyond the reach of the family fire, convulsing and wailing figures, as if entangled by the branches of a giant tree, slowly drooped down.

Those figures and faces... In the biting chill, Bogio stiffened and took a step back.

They were all his brothers and sisters!
But the scale is far more than just a few dozen...

There are hundreds, if not more!
Among them were many familiar faces, and even men and women he had never imagined before...

Besides the Chopra family's registered offspring, Bustaman's illegitimate children have long been scattered throughout the Thousand Islands! With the help of technologies such as in-vitro fertilization, the number has even reached thousands.

And now, the vast majority are here!

Looking at those empty faces that were so different yet subtly similar at their core, Bogio felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and instinctively took a step back.

"It's a pity that an illegitimate child who hasn't been witnessed by the family line has limited influence on the family gods. At most, this is all he can do."

Bustaman sighed, making no attempt to hide his disappointment: "It's one thing for descendants to be unfilial, but for them to be incompetent is the greatest original sin of a family."

"Bogio, you're such a loser."

As he spoke, amidst bursts of wails, countless puppet-like figures rose and fell like the tides, while the empty face of the household god slowly descended from the darkness.

Wailing and howls rose from outside the ancestral temple, causing Bustaman to smile slightly: "Little Nine is here too? Perfect... let's all come together!"

As he spoke, a strange limb shot out from the air, piercing a struggling soul and forcibly pulling him into the ancestral temple, where it hung suspended in mid-air.

Wailing and screaming, it quickly withered and shriveled, completely turning into a puppet.

Immediately afterwards, Bogio saw that the empty, giant face of the household god behind Bustaman had also subtly changed.

He's become... a bit more like Bustaman!
"Father-in-law, what a clever tactic!"

A hoarse voice suddenly rang out from Bogio's arms.

Right on Bogio's chest, the flesh and skin that the soul manifested bulged up, and an old face appeared strangely. The old man opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Bustaman: "This scheme is truly chilling... Using offspring as sacrifices to anchor oneself, using one's own bloodline to control offspring, and then using a large number of offspring souls to control the family god in turn, and finally, completely control the family god!"
If this succeeds, you'll likely be in charge of the Chopra family for generations to come.

This is truly admirable and lamentable.

"Comparable to the Wulou Temple's stealthy maneuvering, they even resorted to Federation military tactics to deal with my mere Chopra family..."

Bustaman smiled indifferently: "You don't actually think that I haven't noticed your infiltration all these years right under my nose, do you?"

“My dear in-law, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore.” The old monk on Bogio’s chest opened his eyes. “Is there any emperor in this world who can live forever? Why not let go? Have faith in the wisdom of future generations…”

"Why didn't you speak to the Emperor when the Eternal Dynasty was still in power?"

Bustaman scoffed, "I admire you bald monks; you can come up with all sorts of elaborate schemes to seize someone else's property. If that good-for-nothing Bogio really became the head of the family, the Chopra family would probably be the upper abbot of your Wulou Temple!"

"This is taking refuge in the Dharma, taking refuge in the Guru, taking refuge in the Supreme Enlightened One!"

The old monk smiled: "All kinds of joy and happiness, how could they be..."

boom! ! !
Without warning or any movement, a burst of intense light and a black tide suddenly erupted from within the ancestral temple.

Whether it was Bustaman or the old monk within Bogio's soul, they suddenly turned hostile in the midst of their conversation.

Amidst their casual banter and conversations, both sides had already begun secretly loading up their cooldowns and buffs, fully prepared to unleash their ruthless attack!

Countless figures suspended high above were sucked into the household god's belly with a whoosh, and immediately afterward, the household god's hollow giant face became incredibly similar to Bustaman.

They are not just offspring, but look like twin brothers.

Unfortunately, it still wasn't enough.

It is still far from the ideal state of a close integration, like a chimera.

But dealing with the rebellious son in front of me is more than enough!
Bustaman's soul dissolved and merged into the household god. Then, the huge ancestral temple writhed and changed, transforming into Bustaman's half-body form.

Like a giant, looking down at the dust before him.

Observe the lines on the palm of your hand.

Everything within the family temple was already in Bogio's grasp!

The five fingers suddenly closed together!
Beneath his five fingers, amidst the dazzling light that burst forth, Bogio's body suddenly swelled, transforming into a figure with three heads and six arms, seated in the lotus position.

However, Bogio's head in the middle was extremely illusory, while two different heads grew out of his shoulders, which were exactly the same as his grandfather's.

Instead of being crushed to death, he picked up the vajra in his hand and chopped it down from a distance!
Instantly, thunder rumbled throughout the vast underworld, and countless chants of scriptures echoed the Seven Treasures Sphere outside, creating a pure land.

With a devastating blow from afar, Bustaman's massive body exploded.

Then, blood rained down.

"What the hell is this?!"

Amidst the rain of blood, Minkler, who was struggling to climb the mountain path, was completely stunned and asked blankly, "What was that just now?"

"Let me see……"

Lou Feng squinted and looked over, then suddenly realized: "It's your father."

He said, "Your dad blew up."

"what?"

Minkler was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

"really?"

(End of this chapter)