Chapter 126: Though the Dao is Unfeeling, It Holds Sentiment
Three hundred and sixty-five.
This number was indeed a bit magical, signifying a year, as well as a complete cycle, and also representing the major acupoints on the human body... This number, it also represented a cycle of reincarnation.
"Reincarnation has ended; karma has been resolved." He suddenly said, feeling as if a myriad of memories were flooding into his mind, just like past and present lives, it was a sliver of his true heart that was buried deep within. Once the count of the cycle was reached, it would awaken him.
He was Wukong.
Xuan Ming’s once bewildered eyes also began to clear, and she said faintly, "It’s over."
Wukong smiled and said, "I am leaving now."
Xuan Ming sighed and said, "Wait."
In the moment of Wukong’s confusion, Xuan Ming already plunged her sword into his chest. He could feel the iciness of the blade in his heart and he shivered uncontrollably from the cold. Hot blood spurted from the wound in his chest, splashing onto the ground like blossoming plum flowers in the cold winter, tragically beautiful enough to shatter one’s heart.
Wukong just smiled, not even asking why Xuan Ming killed him.
Xuan Ming’s face was expressionless as she waved her hand towards the sky, and a large six-colored disc appeared. She threw Wukong’s corpse into the disc, and leaped in herself, whispering, "This is the last life."
The Reincarnation Disk slowly turned and eventually vanished, the world had changed its appearance.