Chapter 1227 - 883: Resurrection_2

Chapter 1227: Chapter 883: Resurrection_2

"It’s not me who’s troubled, but someone else."

Jia Lan lifted his head, his sapphire almond eyes gazing towards the distant horizon, a glint of teasing humor in his glassy blue eyes.

You Huang...

He was quite curious to know what the world would be like once that ancient disastrous evil god awoke?

...

On the boundless sea, dusk descended, with the indigo sky pressing down heavy black clouds, not a single star visible.

The sea breeze lamented as it swept across the water surface, lifting layers of sticky waves, as if something deep beneath the sea was slowly stirring.

Long hair with the deep blue luster of fine satin spread out like seaweed, strands coiled around shoulders and chest, half-concealing the white jade-like slender body, floating amid the dim waves like a deep-sea orchid blooming in the night.

It was actually the body of a male Mermaid!

His face was extremely beautiful, a beauty that seemed otherworldly—his features so exquisite they bore not a blemish, with high cheekbones, a nose like a chisel, lips as pale as light cherry blossoms, and a jawline that was both fluid and sharp.

Around him, hundreds of black-robed Beastmen floated in the air, their robes fluttering loudly in the wind.

They formed a huge circle, hands crossed over their chests, lips moving as they chanted some kind of ancient incantation.

"With my blood I sacrifice to the Abyss, with my body I summon the Evil God..."

"Blood stains the blue sea, the Fallen God revives..."

The chant was deep and obscure, like the breathing of the tides, echoing one after another above the open sea, carrying a kind of indescribable reverence and madness.

The chanting gradually reached its peak.

Then, except for a few elders in the front, those black-robed Beastmen drew sharp blades without hesitation and plunged them into their own chests.

Blood spurted out, scorching hot blood fell into the icy sea, crimson circles quickly spreading.

The sea surface seemed to be eroded by countless red sea snakes, scarlet and black intertwining and surging, expanding around the man into a shocking sea of blood.

Those tightly closed eyes slowly opened.

They were an exceptionally peculiar bewitching pair of emerald green eyes, clear and deep like a pond of jade, flashing a soul-captivating, bewitching light!

"Foolish brother, I told you long ago, you can’t kill me..."

He had only thought that he would be reborn once the Abyss seal was completely broken, yet unexpectedly it happened prematurely.

The surging seawater behind him converged into a throne, and You Huang slowly sat up, wet blue hair coiling down his shoulders and back, water pearls rolling down his pale perfect body, dripping into the blood-stained sea.

Those few elders seemed to be somehow bewitched, momentarily stunned by such breathtaking beauty.

They dared not look longer, hastily using spiritual power to resist, respectfully saying, "Welcome, my God!"

Their tone was fervent, boastfully speaking, "All these years, the surviving outside forces of the Abyss never gave up on reviving you! We don’t know how much effort it took to gather the scattered remnant souls from all over."

"Three years ago, we also successfully retrieved your origin power, and using the power of the Blood Clan and Wood Clan, finally made your body and soul return."

"Actually, when your power was restored, you should have awoken, but that origin power developed self-awareness and resisted fiercely, always trying to escape, we had to use many methods to suppress it."

"Fortunately, in the end, we succeeded!"

"When your body and soul merged, heavenly phenomena occurred, and that mighty power even broke one of the Abyss’ seals! It consumed quite a lot of energy, thus delaying the awakening process..."

You Huang slowly pressed a hand to his chest, his expression inexplicably heavy.

Back then, when he was defeated by the Sea Emperor, his physical body was destroyed, his soul shattered, and his origin power was sealed within by the Sea Emperor, fused together with him, enduring countless reincarnations over the millennia.

For a God, the physical body doesn’t matter; as long as the origin power remains unextinguished, it is an eternal existence.

But after this resurrection, many unfamiliar memories emerged in You Huang’s mind, causing him a bit of a headache and confusion, a cold gleam flashing through his emerald eyes.

When You Huang looked down at the sea, he was also stunned, an incredible expression flowing across his exquisite face, "Is this... me?"

Long blue hair, emerald green eyes, a world-class unrivaled appearance—still familiar as in memory, yet no longer as ambiguously gendered as in his youth.

His appearance had become more cold and profound, and even his slender thin body had grown tall and straight, clearly resembling an adult male Beastman now.

You Huang remembered at the time of being sealed, he was only sixteen or seventeen, even though millennia had passed, his death had been frozen at that moment, so even if he was reborn, he should have appeared as he did then.

Is it due to the influence of the main soul after reincarnation?

When the Sea Emperor sealed You Huang a millennium ago, he used extremely malicious Forbidden Techniques to scatter his soul and seal his power, intending to prevent him from ever being revived!

But unfortunately, brother didn’t expect, he still managed to hide a wisp of soul within the origin power—and this wisp of soul was equivalent to his main soul.

The main soul reincarnated through many living vessels over the years, but most of the time was sealed and dormant, only occasionally revealing itself.

Those broken and brief memories held no significance, like a drop of fine rain falling into the sea, disappearing after slight ripples.

But one memory was exceedingly vivid, so clear it couldn’t dissipate, always present.

The last reincarnation of the main soul not only had an independent body and personality, but also developed a strong self-awareness, returning to the host with fierce reluctance.

Even You Huang could not erase that... indelible memory.

You Huang closed his eyes, the noisy, boring voices around seeming to vanish with the wind.

The memories in his mind, however, grew clearer, a beautiful figure slowly emerging, anger, pain, love, hatred, regret... unprecedented unfamiliar emotions intertwined, echoing in his chest.

Ha, those memories and emotions were so intense that even he was affected.

When You Huang killed his parents, slaughtering the tribe, piercing his brother’s body, that icy heart didn’t beat a single extra time, as if dead.

But now, when his pale slender right hand lay on his chest, he actually felt that heart throbbing passionately—faster and faster...

An unprecedented pleasure, his body trembled with excitement.

He seemed like a normal living person, with all the joys and sorrows, love and hate.

How interesting!