Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3595: Silent Great Sorrow

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Previously on Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess...
Yang Wudao and the Nine Holy Dragons battle the Ancient Immortal Emperors. Meanwhile, an old man and a woman, who Yang Luo suspects are his parents, fight fiercely against their own attackers. Suddenly, a woman escapes with a baby, identified as Yang Luo, and his sister is killed protecting them. Two others arrive to help the woman and baby escape.

In clad robes of black, a young man stood! A second youth, clad in gray! And a maiden, adorned in crimson!

"Fight!"

The trio bellowed with all their might, engaging in a brutal, bloody conflict as they charged fiercely towards a massive enemy force!

Thump, thump, thump!...

Clang, clang, clang!...

Boom, boom, boom!...

The cacophony of combat and erupting explosions resonated without end, echoing through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, spreading far and wide across the Starry Sky Universe!

Yet, despite the formidable power displayed by the two young men and the young woman, they struggled valiately against the relentless onslaught of tens of thousands!

"Ahhhhh..."

A trio of pained screams erupted as they were hurled backward, blood spewing from their mouths, their bodies battered, bones broken!

"Those three are on the brink of collapse! Keep the pressure on!"

"They are the direct descendants of Yang Wudao! We must eradicate every last one of them!"

The tens of thousands roared with savage ferocity, intensifying their assault upon the beleaguered trio!

The young woman in red cast a desperate glance back at the infant cradled in the arms of the woman in white, her voice choked with tears. "Little Luo, it is I, your Third Senior Sister, Yang Peiyun! My dearest wish was to see you grow, to teach you the ways of cultivation, to show you the wonders of the world! Alas, fate is cruel, and wishes often go unfulfilled. I am so sorry, Little Luo! You must survive!"

With these words, the crimson-clad Yang Peiyun charged headlong into the enemy horde, bravely detonating her physical form and Essence Soul!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Numerous attackers were obliterated mid-air, their remains raining down as the sky became a gruesome tableau of blood and bone!

"Little Luo, I am your elder brother, Yang Jinchuan. I yearned to watch you grow, but it cannot be. Please, you must endure and survive, surpass us all, and become as mighty as our father!"

"Little Luo, I am your second brother, Yang Zetian. You must grow strong! Only through absolute power can you protect those dear to you and safeguard all that matters!"

The man in black and the man in gray, tears blurring their vision, cast one final look at the infant nestled in the arms of the white-clad woman. Then, like moths drawn to a deadly flame, they charged into the pursuing enemy ranks!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In unison, the two also detonated their physical bodies and Essence Souls, obliterating thousands of their pursuers in a cataclysmic blast!

"Elder Brother, Second Brother, Third Senior Sister, Fourth Senior Sister... No... No!!!"

The woman in white cried out in profound grief, her tears flowing uncontrollably.

Forcing down the agonizing pain in her heart, she turned and fled, the baby clutched tightly in her arms.

"Intercept her!"

"Do not let her escape!"

The tens of thousands converged from all directions, launching a barrage of attacks towards the fleeing white-clad woman!

The assaults descended from every angle, exuding a terrifying might that shattered vast swathes of the starscape and pulverized countless celestial bodies!

Realizing escape was impossible, the woman in white looked down at the infant she held, tears streaming unchecked.

With a choked sob, she whispered, "Little Luo, it is I, your Fifth Senior Sister, Yang Miaoyi! I am so sorry, Little Luo! Sister can only accompany you this far! Remember, Sister loves you..."

Uttering these final words, she employed a forbidden secret art to forcefully hurl the baby away, then detonated her own physical form and Essence Soul!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In a universe-shattering explosion!

Yang Miaoyi perished alongside countless thousands, her form annihilating itself in the sky, leaving behind a scene of horror, with blood and bone filling the air!

"Jinchuan, Zetian, Peiyun, Lingshan, Miaoyi!!!"

A woman of breathtaking beauty, engaged in a distant battle, cried out with unimaginable anguish!

Those five youths – her children – had all fallen in combat!

They had all perished fighting!

Yet, she was pinned down by several Immortal Emperors, utterly unable to break free, let alone rush to their aid!

"Roar!!!——"

Engulfed by the relentless assault of several Immortal Emperors, Yang Wudao let loose a roar of pure fury and sorrow. "You who murdered my daughters... my sons... you shall all perish!!!"

He descended into a berserk frenzy, his body radiating light as he wielded a shattered halberd, madly slaughtering Immortal Emperor after Immortal Emperor!

Under his savage, unbridled onslaught, several Immortal Emperors met their shocking end...

Not long after.

The visions within the San Sheng Ancient Mirror began to fade, and all returned to a serene stillness.

At this moment.

The entirety of the Xumi Sacred Land was plunged into an absolute silence.

All eyes were fixed upon the San Sheng Ancient Mirror, unblinking, without a sound.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down the faces of many.

Even though the visions within the San Sheng Ancient Mirror had concluded, every soul present had absorbed a profound amount of knowledge.

"There is no doubt; the infant swaddled in cloth is none other than Little Luo!"

"And that legendary 'Wu Dao Immortal Emperor' Yang Wudao, who once commanded awe across the myriad worlds and stood invincible, is indeed Little Luo’s father!"

"So, Yang Immortal Venerable had two brothers and three sisters, and they all met their end in that single, fateful battle!"

"To safeguard the myriad realms, the Yang Family perished in battle, demonstrating immense loyalty and valor!"

"But who were their adversaries? From whence did they emerge? And why possessed they such formidable strength?!"

All those present were overcome with profound sorrow, their tears streaming down their faces.

"Amitabha Buddha..."

Even the monks from Xumi Sacred Land and various major Buddhist Path powers joined their palms, chanting the Buddha's name, tears welling in their eyes, overwhelmed by heartache.

At this very moment.

Yang Luo hovered in the air, lost in thought, his gaze fixed upon the San Sheng Ancient Mirror, his vision already blurred by tears.

So, I am not alone; I too had brothers and sisters.

Yang Jinchuan, Yang Zetian, Yang Peiyun, Yang Lingshan, Yang Miaoyi...

But my two brothers and three sisters all gave their lives fighting to protect me...

My entire kin fell in battle... they are gone...

No... this cannot be real... this is not reality...

An overwhelming tide of grief washed over him, his heart feeling as if it would shatter, his entire body trembling, the pain suffocating him!

"Pfft..."

Yang Luo's mouth sprang open, expelling a mouthful of blood.

His body convulsed, and crimson tears flowed from his eyes.

"Brother Yang!"

"Little Luo!"

"Yang Immortal Venerable!"

Bujie, Xu Ying, Ning Jianfeng, and Luange cried out in unison, rapidly approaching from a distance.

They understood that Yang Luo must be experiencing unimaginable grief at this instant.

Fearing that Yang Luo might succumb to despair, they hurried to offer comfort and implore him to regain his composure.

Luange, tears streaming, spoke, "Little Luo, the visions shown by the San Sheng Ancient Mirror may not depict the truth!"

"Precisely, it must be fabricated!"

Bujie quickly concurred, "Brother Yang, you must steel yourself!"

The international Diva, her voice choked with emotion, added, "Little Luo, your brothers and sisters must still be alive; they surely are!"

Gu Tianshang rushed forward, his teeth clenched, "Little Luo, you are a man of incredible fortitude, never yielding to any obstacle or foe; you must uplift your spirit!"

Linghu Wuxie echoed his sentiment, "Indeed, only by regaining your resolve can you uncover the truth!"

"Huff... Huff..."

Yang Luo panted, his breaths ragged, the blood from his mouth and the tear-like blood from his eyes flowing without restraint.

The immense sorrow rendered him utterly speechless.

With his right hand, he seized the San Sheng Ancient Mirror from afar, then ascended into the heavens, piercing through the firmament and the void, hurtling towards the boundless expanse of the Starry Sky Universe...