Chapter 641 - 648: There Are Always Those Willing to Sacrifice

To figure out what was happening as quickly as possible, she began to incite the Demon Cultivators outside.

Someone started a rumor that a supreme treasure had appeared in the Flower Clan’s territory, and whoever obtained it could change their destiny.

The temptation of a treasure was immense, especially one that could attract the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. Such an item was bound to be extraordinary.

So, everyone quickly grew restless. A treasure was right before their eyes, yet all they could do was wait. The feeling was enough to drive a person mad.

Thus, spurred on by someone with ulterior motives, a group of them actually began trying to break the restriction around the Flower Clan’s territory.

Her goal achieved, Li Qingya blended into the crowd and began to wait for an opportunity.

The moment the restriction was attacked, the Flower Clan Leader, who was in the middle of his Heavenly Tribulation, was the first to notice. His expression changed drastically as killing intent surged from the depths of his heart.

But he was completely helpless right now. He could do nothing but hope the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder would end quickly so he could break the curse of the Grass and Wood Clan.

"What’s going on? Is someone trying to break the restriction?"

"What do we do?"

The flower demons of the Flower Clan had grown up within their territory and had almost never faced any real danger.

Strictly speaking, they carried no karmic debt.

Faced with danger, they immediately panicked.

Song Wanning frowned and glanced at the panicking flower demons.

’Even if the curse is broken, these flower demons will still have to go out and face the treachery of the world.’

’They’re already in disarray. They won’t be able to weather any storm.’

’If this continues, the Flower Clan will only decline.’

’But that’s not something I need to worry about right now.’

Song Wanning’s expression darkened. She summoned the Golden Small Sword and sent it to investigate the situation outside.

The Golden Small Sword immediately flew out, peering through the restriction at the scene outside.

Driven by their desire for the supreme treasure, the Demon Cultivators were attacking with crazed expressions. No one was willing to just stand by and watch.

And through the Golden Small Sword’s vision, Song Wanning saw Li Qingya in the crowd and instantly understood everything.

’That woman is truly relentless.’

’I was planning to find her myself after this, but now she’s delivered herself right to my doorstep.’

’They want to come in?’

Song Wanning scoffed, a vicious glint flashing in her eyes.

’Fine, I can grant them their wish. But while they might get in, dreaming of leaving is another matter entirely!’

With a flick of her fingers, Song Wanning brought down another bolt of Divine Thunder.

By now, the Flower Clan Leader was on the verge of collapse, but the curse remained unbroken, so she couldn’t stop.

BOOM—

Another tremendous roar echoed as the Divine Thunder descended, striking the Flower Clan Leader almost exclusively. Below, the members of the Grass and Wood Clan watched with extreme anxiety.

PFFT—

He began to spit blood continuously, plummeting from mid-air.

BAM—

He smashed a large crater into the ground, and the Divine Thunder crashed down into it with him.

Even as he fell, the Flower Clan Leader managed to avoid the members of the Grass and Wood Clan.

Even Song Wanning was moved by the sight. To go to such lengths for one’s clan required immense self-sacrifice.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping the Flower Clan Leader could endure.

Time ticked by, second by second. All of the Flower Clan Leader’s petals had fallen off. His aura had plummeted to rock bottom, and his true form was on the brink of death.

The small purple flower lay bare in the crater. Its stamen had already been scattered by the Heavenly Tribulation, leaving only a stem with two leaves dangling precariously.

His Cultivation had regressed so severely that even if he survived the Divine Thunder, it would take him at least a hundred years to fully recover.

But he still held on. Even though he couldn’t get back up, he refused to give up.

Song Wanning saw his Spiritual Body give her a weak wave, signaling for her to summon more lightning.

Song Wanning pressed her lips together and flicked her fingers once more.

BOOM—

The Divine Thunder crashed down again, laced with an even denser aura of destruction.

PFFT—

The Flower Clan Leader was struck again, and his Spiritual Body was nearly blasted apart.

The pain was so intense that he could no longer hold back a groan. A pained howl escaped him, making all the flower demons of the Flower Clan ache with sorrow.

"Clan Leader, let’s give up..."

"Clan Leader, we just want you to live, Clan Leader..."

"Clan Leader, we’re scared! Please stop! Didn’t we already split off from the Grass and Wood Clan long ago? Just forget about the curse!!!"

One by one, the flower demons couldn’t help but plead with him.

The curse of the Grass and Wood Clan was none of their business.

They were only worried about their Clan Leader’s safety.

Hearing their worried cries, the Flower Clan Leader managed a faint, weak smile.

’My clansmen love me, just as I love them.’

’But breaking this curse has been the hope of the Grass and Wood Clan and the Flower Clan for ten thousand years.’

He didn’t want to give up.

’Besides, giving up now seems rather pointless.’

’My Cultivation has already regressed so much. I might as well risk it all for one last try. Who knows? Maybe the next bolt will be the one that succeeds.’

With this conviction, he braced himself for the next bolt of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

This time, he was completely enveloped by the Divine Thunder, and his aura vanished in an instant.

Song Wanning’s heart leaped in alarm, and she immediately flew over.

In the crater, his true form was now just a single, bare branch. Even the last of his leaves had fallen.

His aura was so faint it was almost undetectable.

Song Wanning’s heart clenched. At that moment, she truly wanted to give up.

She was afraid the Flower Clan Leader would die without the curse being broken. The price would be far too great.

"Bodhi Tree Spirit, are you sure this will break the curse?"

Losing her confidence, Song Wanning questioned the Bodhi Tree Spirit again.

The Bodhi Tree Spirit looked uneasily at the Flower Clan Leader, its heart in turmoil.

"My ancestral memories record it this way, but as for what specifically constitutes ’breaking’ it... I’m not sure!"

’I started regretting this long ago. What if the idea I suggested fails?’

Hearing this, Song Wanning’s brow furrowed even deeper.

She crouched down, her voice softening.

"Should we continue?"

If the Flower Clan Leader chose to stop now, she wouldn’t blame him in the slightest.

But the Flower Clan Leader still refused to give up. Though he couldn’t even form a single word in response, he tenaciously reached out with his Spiritual Body’s hand and tightly gripped the hem of Song Wanning’s dress.

His eyes were filled with unwavering resolve. Even now, he wanted to continue.

Song Wanning paused, and the light in her eyes grew brighter.

She grasped the Flower Clan Leader’s hand in return, her luminous eyes locking onto his, filled with determination.

"Trust me, you can do this!"

"The Heavenly Dao is watching everything you’ve done. You will succeed!"

"You will!!!"

Hearing her words, tears instantly welled up in the Spiritual Body’s eyes and fell.

The scalding tears landed on the back of Song Wanning’s hand, and the heat sent a pang through her heart.

In that instant, her own eyes began to burn.

Human nature is inherently selfish.

But there are always those who are willing to sacrifice themselves.

Like the Demon God, and the Golden Dragon Clan...

Song Wanning flashed out of the crater and, without a moment’s hesitation, brought down the Divine Thunder once more!