As she came to her senses, two black snakes lay severed in half, blood splattering across the forest floor. No! Yun Zhi Yue never expected that even in such a dire state, Yan Lue would still dare to cheat. In her panic, she completely forgot that the target of her strategy was dead; why wasn’t the Reincarnation Stone reacting? She felt as if her plans had gone awry.
Disregarding the rules, she unleashed her Yin Power, causing the fiery cage to explode as she rushed towards the two snake bodies. At this moment, Mo Li and Mo Ran were still alive, their dark green eyes watching the girl rushing towards them. They wanted to tell her they were fine and not to worry, but there was no opportunity to speak.
The sky quickly gathered dark clouds, thunder crashing and winds swirling, creating an atmosphere as if a disaster was about to strike. Yan Lue blocked Yun Zhi Yue, both suspended in mid-air, leaving the surrounding beastmen bewildered—how could they fly without transforming wings?
Chuan Yi and Hou Yuan seized this chance to lift the upper halves of the severed snakes and bring them together. Yan Lue looked at the Yin Power surrounding Yun Zhi Yue, his gaze darkening slightly. Why had she cultivated Yin Power?
Yun Zhi Yue finally tore away her facade of obedience, laughing through tears as she spoke: "Why? You took my Xian Gu and ruined my celestial body. Fallen Underworld—how am I supposed to resist the erosion of Underworld Power?"
"Damn it, he took your Xian Gu! So his target was you! That story about little flowers and grass wasn’t made up by you?" The Reincarnation Stone seemed to finally grasp the backstory, its stone form nearly changing color in shock. It had never taken that story seriously before; it often joked about it.
Yan Lue didn’t explain or ask how much suffering she had endured; he simply softened his tone: "It will never happen again. I have what I wanted now; I stand at the peak. No one will make you suffer again."
"Hahaha!" Yun Zhi Yue laughed maniacally. Her tone turned icy: "You still don’t understand. From beginning to end, I have never cared about anyone else’s difficulties. The only one who can make me hurt is you—only you! The day you took my Xian Gu, the pain in my heart far surpassed any physical agony. At that moment, everything between us vanished into thin air; your entanglement was merely your misguided sense of superiority."
"You don’t love me; you only love yourself. I once thought we could part ways cleanly, but now I regret it. As long as you appear before me, I will ensure you meet a terrible end—so be it!"
"Oh my god, are you out of your mind? Who summoned Nai He Bridge from the Underworld? This world is doomed; damn it, this woman has gone insane!"
The ground split open as an ancient yet eerily terrifying massive stone bridge emerged, nearly spanning the entire forest. Yun Zhi Yue stepped onto it, and her body immediately began to transform.
A pure black gown flowed like water around her, constantly shifting with the tormented faces of struggling souls—this was clothing formed from Huang Quan Shui. Her long black hair spread out and coiled lazily into a side bun held in place by a black skeletal hairpin. Her once sweet features gradually morphed into something more ominous.
Her elegant brows framed clear starry eyes; a delicate green bud blossomed at her forehead, illuminating her overly cold visage. Even with pale lips that gave off an icy aura, she remained stunningly captivating, making it impossible for anyone to look away at first glance.
The thunder in the sky twisted together, almost going mad, yet it dared not strike down due to the presence of Yan Lue, who held a power that kept its fury at bay. Yan Lue's expression turned completely cold: "The Netherworld's Ten Divine Artifacts, one of which is the Nai He. You can summon it, which means you have become Meng Po. Have you lost your mind?"
With the Position of Meng Po, you are forever marked as a soul of the Netherworld. As long as the Netherworld exists, there will be no escape for you!
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