CHAPTER 655: CHAPTER 655: ACCEPTING CONTROL

Li Haohao said, "After my Divine Spirit accepted Lord Bill’s command and asked the questions at Miss Chen’s grave, not answering would go against your will."

"Will?"

Although Zhenhao could only kneel on the ground using Camilla’s Spirit, when he heard Camilla mention the ancestral grave, a sudden surge of courage made him cry out. "Don’t even think about it!"

"Hmm?"

Camilla, hearing Zhenhao’s refusal, looked utterly unfazed and sneered coldly. "It seems you’ve chosen to defy the will of God with your heart and soul." Then don’t trouble yourself."

Suddenly, Camilla’s hand appeared and, in an instant, Chen Furen unabashedly defied control and flew right to her throat in front of Camilla.

Seeing his wife being seized by Camilla, Chen Hao’s face changed drastically, and he quickly shouted, "You... what are you trying to do?"

"What am I trying to do?"

Camilla sneered coldly, her hand suddenly emanating a green light, which enveloped Chen Furen. At once, an astonishing expression appeared on her face—her skin gradually wrinkled, her face aged in an instant.

Watching his wife age right before his eyes, Zhenhao stood frozen at his spot.

Camilla grinned and said, "Have you made up your mind? Is the ancestral grave important, or is your wife important? Just now, I only slightly drained your wife’s Life Force. If you continue to reject my word, next will be a complete extraction—that is, your wife’s life."

Camilla’s green light brightened once again, and Chen Furen, under this green aura, aged even further.

The once-beautiful woman in her forties now had gray hair and a face full of wrinkles, seemingly on the verge of entering her grave!

Looking at his wife, Zhenhao’s heart bled.

He had succeeded in his previous endeavors, but the reason he hadn’t indulged in drunken escapades outside was his encounter with Chen Furen, a chance meeting full of subtleties that brought Zhenhao success.

Thus, the feelings between the two were profound!

Now, watching his beloved slowly deteriorate before his very eyes, dying little by little.

It was like a dull blade slicing at Zhenhao’s heart, bit by bit, until he nearly screamed. "What have you done to me!" Don’t hurt my wife!

"Want to resist?" Do you think you’re capable of changing your fate?"

Camilla granted Zhenhao one last chance. "Will you choose your wife or the ancestral grave of the Chen family?"

"I..."

Faced with Camilla’s ultimatum, Zhenhao was momentarily dazed. Yet looking at the elderly figure before him, he shed tears and shook his head in silent despair.

Through the bittersweet torment, Zhenhao’s conviction gradually wavered, but his resolve simultaneously firmed. "My beloved wife, rest assured! Even if you pass away, I will accompany you! But as for them forcing me to desecrate my family’s ancestral shrine—they can dream!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Camilla’s face darkened, her expression chilling. "Very well! You think you’re being noble, do you? Then your wife’s life shall be completely stripped!"

In an instant, the green light from Camilla’s hand enveloped Chen Furen entirely, and she immediately showed an expression of profound pain.

But Chen Furen, enduring the agony, did not cry out. Instead, her gaze was fixed upon Zhenhao, and she gently mouthed silent words.

Though no voice escaped, Zhenhao understood Chen Furen’s meaning!

"Never forget—never forget to find Chen Xue. Find our daughter!"

"Beloved wife! You..." Rest assured! I will definitely..."

Zhenhao stared at Chen Furen, wailing in despair.

In that moment, Zhenhao cried out like a child, his dignity and pride shattered.

But Zhenhao’s pitiful state elicited no mercy from Camilla!

If anything, Camilla’s emotions surged to fiery rage in that instant!

To think that these trifling dogs and ants could defy his techniques, his plans, and his will!

Burning with fury, Camilla stripped Chen Furen of her Life Force entirely and slapped Zhenhao with his hand—a challenge to settle scores with these audacious creatures!

"Do you feel your impending death?"

As Camilla struck, Chen Hao did not resist—instead, he welcomed it.

He only glanced at his dying wife and muttered, "Beloved wife, I... I beg your forgiveness. But I couldn’t grant you your wish to find our daughter..."

With that, Zhenhao closed his eyes.

"Father!"

Just as Zhenhao’s eyes shut, an unforgettable voice resounded beside his ears—a voice he had yearned for day and night.

As the sound reached him, Zhenhao’s entire body trembled, and he opened his eyes wide.

Before him knelt a woman dressed in white, her tears streaked down her cheeks—the very daughter he’d lost for ten years!

"Xue? Is that you..."

Seeing Chen Xue, Zhenhao brimmed with emotions that were too much to bear. Yet soon, doubt clouded his mind as he shook his head. "I never imagined that Zhenhao would see illusions at death’s door. At least, it is gratifying to see my daughter in my final moments."

"Father! This is no illusion! It is me, Xue! I have returned." Chen Xue knelt and embraced Zhenhao.

Feeling the warmth of her touch, Zhenhao instantly held her close and searched her face intently. "Xue, could it be... Is it truly you? Have you truly come back?"

"Yes! I’ve returned! And I have not come alone!" Chen Xue wiped away her tears as she spoke.

"Not alone?"

Hearing those words, Zhenhao looked ahead and saw only the silhouette of the Black Sword. Standing before him, it held a lifeless Camilla and smiled faintly. "Zhen Nali, as promised, I’ve brought back your loved ones."

"Yang... Yang Tian!"

Seeing the man in black with a cold expression, Zhenhao’s spirits surged in excitement!

Ten years ago, Yang Chuan broke through the dimensions and vowed to find his daughter and bring her back safely.

The words of Yang Tian’s promise had remained steadfast!

But afterward, Yang Chuan had completely disappeared from contact, and his absence spanned ten years!

Zhenhao had eventually given up hope, suspecting that Yang Tian had forgotten his pledge.

Yet here, ten years later, Yang Chuan fulfilled his commitment and returned unscathed with Zhenhao’s daughter.

This moment filled Zhenhao with unparalleled elation!

Although, this joy was soon overshadowed by the dire situation at hand.

Seeing Yang Tian holding the pale and frail Chen Furen, who had aged drastically, Zhenhao turned to Yang Tiandao and pleaded, "Mr. Yang, may I entrust you with a favor?"

"Regarding Chen Furen?"

Yang Chuan looked at Zhenhao calmly.

Even though Chen Furen had lost significant Life Force, her situation could still be reversed—a challenge that was no obstacle to Yang Chuan’s abilities!

After all, Yang Chuan’s prowess wasn’t limited to strength alone; his mastery of alchemy allowed him to refine elixirs capable of restoring Life Force!

That a contingency had been foreseen long ago left Yang Chuan mentally prepared for this moment.

However, Zhenhao shook his head. "No! It has nothing to do with my beloved wife. Even if my wife is caught between life and death now, her heart remains like before. I cannot let Xue suffer harm in this perilous place. Therefore, I beg you, Mr. Yang—get her out of here safely. I implore you!"

Zhenhao bowed deeply to Yang Chuan, refusing to budge despite Chen Xue’s frantic attempts to pull him back.

Seeing Zhenhao’s determination, Yang Chuan merely flicked his sleeve lightly, a faint breeze brushing past as he broke into a knowing smile. "Mr. Chen, it seems you have forgotten something."

"Forgotten? Forgotten what?" Zhenhao asked, puzzled.

"You have forgotten who stands before you!"

Yang Chuan smiled faintly and slowly turned around. "What stands before you is the legend of this world—the original Yang Chuan!" With me here, this place is the safest sanctuary, and all dangers will vanish before me and my comrades."

With those words, Yang Chuan waved his hand decisively.