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No wonder he couldn't find her. Once she became the Meng Po, she was marked by the underworld, which concealed her fate and everything about her. If it weren't for the fact that she had once survived on his blood, he might have never received even a hint of her whereabouts.
The underworld and the heavenly realm were in opposition, recognized by heaven and earth as a force that could rival the celestial court. As Meng Po, a public servant of the underworld, it was nearly impossible for him to take her away. He had thought that once everything was over, he would bring her back to the Thirty-Six Heavens, nurturing her delicately in his palm. If she liked Yun Gong, they would return there to live together, day by day in each other's company. But everything had spiraled out of control.
Yun Zhi Yue scoffed, "You are not a fish; how can you know the joy of fish? To preserve my position as Meng Po, I am willing to sacrifice what you cannot comprehend. The underworld is my chosen refuge."
Not wanting to waste words with him, she unleashed celestial techniques one after another. Even if Phoenix's physical form was strong, he was merely a dying ember now. As I summon the inevitable, you, a mere incarnation, have no chance of survival.
It seemed that in response to Meng Po's words, the inevitable trembled. Countless obsessions surged from the bridge into Yun Zhi Yue's body. What should have been a crimson sea of Black Lotus turned pure black in her presence; any contact would lead to eternal damnation of the soul.
Countless Black Ghost Flowers surrounded Yan Lue, who did not evade them but instead wore a grim expression. He refrained from attacking; one strike would be enough to destroy him. If he acted, using his celestial power again would still shatter his body. In other words, there was no way for him to protect this moment.
Lowering his gaze to his heart, perhaps before he died, he could leave an indelible mark on her. That way, even if he were gone, she could always remember him.
Seeing Yan Lue not making a move but staring at her instead made Yun Zhi Yue uneasy; she understood him well. Was he going to make her remember him through pain again?
With wounds piercing through her arm and shoulder and the mandala imprint on her back ingrained in her consciousness, she instinctively felt the urge to evade.
Just as Yan Lue was about to extract his heart to plant it within Yun Zhi Yue's body, she suddenly looked behind him and gasped in shock—this was explosive!
"Hahaha! The degree of your strategy! Yun Zhi Yue, you've caused trouble and someone else is cleaning it up."
Ignoring what Reincarnation Stone had to say, all her attention was captured by the Two-Headed Serpent hovering in mid-air.
What on earth was this? How could one body have two heads? The serpent's body was pitch black with two pairs of emerald eyes that remained unchanged; the only difference was that two snakes had merged into one.
As both snake tongues flicked out simultaneously and Yan Lue turned around, an extreme chill enveloped the space. Ice spikes began to form in front of the two serpent heads and pierced forward.
Even though Yan Lue used Immortal Flame to defend himself, he was still penetrated through his chest, shattering his heart.
Yan Lue's pupils constricted: Mingfu Power!
If it were merely ice power, it wouldn't have been so easy to injure him. But he had miscalculated this one thing—Yun Zhi Yue entangled with Reincarnation; she was not an ordinary character.
"Who are you, Yama King?" Yan Lue asked, blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth as he fixed his gaze on the Transform Into Human Man.
Yun Zhi Yue's eyes flickered. "Oh wow, it's one of the Ten Yama Kings! This is a huge opportunity! If I save him, when we return to the Underworld, won't I be soaring to new heights?"
Hahaha, no wonder the Reincarnation Stone is personally overseeing him. If the King of Hell is the ruler of the Underworld, then the Ten Yama Kings are its pillars. If she saves one, she would be a great minister in heaven!
The corners of her mouth couldn't help but lift into a wild grin, but under a piercing gaze, she quickly composed herself and feigned concern.
The King of Hell ignored the nearly dead Yan Lue as he brushed past him and embraced Yun Zhi Yue on Nai He Bridge. "Who do you think you are to ask?"
Yun Zhi Yue replied, "But big brother, isn't this guy just pretending? He's the Heavenly Emperor; he should be bowing down to you based on status!"
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