Wrath of the Immortal

"Why don't you come out and see..."

Xiao Chen came to the void and asked coldly to the people around him.

His voice was not respectful at all, but only angry questioning.

These words echoed, but no response was received.

Xiao Chen's consciousness moved and quickly spread around, trying to find his father's figure.

However, he was disappointed. No matter how he explored, he couldn't find him.

"I know you are nearby, and I know your relationship with that bitch."

"Is it really like she said, that you only have her in your heart, not us?"

"Mother is just your plaything, you never want to recognize me, the so-called son."

"..."

Xiao Chen's voice became louder and louder, and in the end he almost roared out.

He wanted to vent his anger and unwillingness over the years in the form of roars.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The surrounding void became as dark as ink, and you couldn't see your fingers when you stretched out your hand.

A blood-colored full moon floated up and down, revealing an unspeakable weirdness.

If this is the case, the space around Xiao Chen is even more distorted.

The twisted place was like a hand struggling in despair.

Faintly, a sharp cry was heard, which made people shudder.

"Are you going to tell me something?"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat and he asked subconsciously.

He was almost certain that the strangeness around him was all caused by his father.

But why did his father do this, and what did he want to tell him?

Could it be that his father wanted to tell him the current situation in this way?

Today's father is like a puppet in the dark, at the mercy of others.

The father wanted to tell his son that what you see is not what you imagine.

Just as Xiao Chen was imagining, a beam of light suddenly came from the darkness.

This light became brighter and brighter, soft but not dazzling.

Xiao Chen felt his father's breath in this light.

He was about to ask, and the light went away at an alarming speed.

"Where are you taking me?"

Xiao Chen shouted, without any hesitation, stepped forward to catch up.

The magic he cast was the one he had learned in his childhood, stepping on the Gang and fighting.

Xiao Chen's footsteps were very fast, and in the blink of an eye he was thousands of miles away.

At this time, Xiao Chen saw the galaxy and felt powerless.

The galaxy seemed to contain infinite power.

"Is this the power of chaos?"

Xiao Chen took a breath of cold air and was unable to understand.

He had come into contact with the power of chaos, but only a little bit.

He never expected that there would be so much power of chaos in such a huge galaxy.

"You won't hurt me, right!"

Xiao Chen looked at the place where his father might be hiding and said this slowly.

He hesitated for a moment, then suddenly took a step forward and headed straight for the galaxy.

Xiao Chen had just arrived at the edge of the galaxy and had not had time to see the appearance of the galaxy clearly.

In the galaxy, the waves were surging and the turbid waves were emptying.

These waves, which were condensed by the power of chaos, flowed away.

If this was the case, the color of the river suddenly turned blood red.

The red water of the galaxy was as red as blood, dazzling and shocking.

"This is..."

Xiao Chen was stunned again and quickly stepped back more than ten steps.

He really couldn't figure out what his father wanted to do?

At this moment, the red water of the galaxy became unusually silent.

If you look closely, you can see the white bones in the surging waves.

Under the bones, you can see a tilted stone tablet sinking and disappearing.

Although Xiao Chen only took a glance, he still saw the situation on the stone tablet.

This stone tablet is black all over, and it is impossible to tell what material it is made of.

On the front of it, there are countless densely engraved words.

Perhaps after staying in the galaxy for too long, the handwriting on it has become blurred.

Xiao Chen finally thought that his father would never do this without purpose.

He stared with his eyes wide open, wanting to see the stone tablet again.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it has been.

Finally, Xiao Chen saw the stone tablet rise up on the waves again.

This time, Xiao Chen was more focused, but still failed to achieve his goal.

The blurred handwriting on the stone tablet contained a strange power.

This power seemed to be able to devour the three souls and seven spirits, and kill instantly.

"Hey..."

Xiao Chen shouted in a low voice, cleared the discomfort in his body, and retreated again.

He was panting, his face was as pale as paper, and his blood was churning in his body.

Just now, if he had reacted a little slower, the consequences would be disastrous.

That strange power, even if it couldn't destroy his three souls and seven spirits...

Xiao Chen would be seriously injured and suffer injuries that could not be recovered in a short time.

"You shouldn't ask the root of the matter..."

Suddenly, a resentful voice came over.

Xiao Chen's heart tightened, and he looked in the direction of the voice.

Across the galaxy, a figure stood beside him, desolate and lonely.

Xiao Chen couldn't see the man's facial features and specific appearance.

But he was sure that this person was his father Xiao Zhantian.

The familiar voice seemed to be engraved into the soul and would never be erased.

Childhood memories, like a flood that broke through the dam, rolled in...

After Xiao Chen knew that his father was not dead, he thought about the scene of seeing his father again countless times.

He never expected that the two would meet here, and in this way.

This opening remark did not feel the slightest warmth, nor did it convey the love between father and son.

Xiao Chen not only heard resentment, but also blame and anger.

"I don't want to comment on your personal feelings."

"I'm looking for you just to ask you one thing."

"What am I in your heart?"

"..."

Xiao Chen stared at the man across the river, speaking word by word.

"Whatever you think it is, that's it..."

Xiao Zhantian's voice echoed, without any emotion.

"You..."

Xiao Chen's body trembled suddenly, not knowing how to answer.

This sentence was a huge blow to him.

Xiao Chen even felt that it was not worth it to look for his father all these years.

The once majestic figure also became extremely small at this moment.

"Since you don't want to say more, there's nothing to talk about between us."

"From now on, you go your way and I go mine."

"I, Xiao Chen, don't have a father like you, and you don't deserve to be my father."

"..."

Xiao Chen's voice, like cutting ice and snow, echoed between heaven and earth.

This is not just a sentence, it also cuts off the feelings between father and son.

Xiao Chen suddenly opened his mouth and spit out the Hun Tian Sword.

The sword flashed and cut off half of the black hair.

After completing all this, Xiao Chen resolutely turned around and left.

"What happened between your mother and me was a mistake."

"Some things, since they are wrong, must be corrected."

"Since you took the initiative to break the father-son relationship, this is also good."

"Go back to accompany your mother, don't disturb my life."

"..."

The ethereal voice echoed, revealing all kinds of disgust.

It seems that in Xiao Zhantian's heart, Xiao Chen and Li Xiurong are all burdens.

Even if Xiao Chen doesn't come, Xiao Zhantian will find Xiao Chen and take the initiative to draw a clear line.

"What did you say????"

Xiao Chen was furious, turned around suddenly, and asked coldly.

He wanted to part ways amicably and didn't want to say anything too harsh.

He never expected that the so-called father would have such an attitude.