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The bowl acted with a determination that suggested it was prepared to face certain death; I could feel it!
Even from a distance, even surrounded by the eerie gloom, I could still see her eyes clearly.
When I saw her charging forward without hesitation, panic gripped me. In that moment, I truly felt fear.
I struggled to break free, but my body was too severely injured. That last blow had been a full-force strike from the Rakshasa, and it surely damaged my internal organs. Lying on the ground, black blood surged from my throat, and my vision blurred in waves of darkness. My heart, lungs, and intestines felt twisted together, making it hard to breathe; some organs must have ruptured and bled. Yet at that moment, I couldn’t afford to care about those injuries. I pushed myself up from the ground, straining every muscle as I shouted at the bowl, "Come back!"
That shout drained every ounce of strength from me, and another mouthful of black blood erupted forth!
But the bowl ignored my plea, charging toward the Rakshasa with an unwavering resolve!
Eerie energy swirled around her, clearly indicating she was fully committed to a final showdown with the Rakshasa!
"Come at me!"
The Rakshasa roared, "This time, I will completely erase you from this world! I will kill you and end my feelings for you, dedicating myself solely to the path of enlightenment as a Yin Person!"
With that, he unleashed a powerful punch.
In an instant, a fierce black light surged upward—an amalgamation of eerie energy and killing intent that had fully materialized. It transformed in midair into a massive hand that came crashing down toward the bowl!
The two forces clashed over a distance of several dozen meters!
Boom!
A terrifying storm of eerie energy swept through the air, exploding in chaos. Light vanished entirely, leaving only darkness behind as if doomsday had arrived!
Moments later, a slender figure was hurled out from the center of the storm—it was the bowl. Eerie energy scattered around her as her long hair flew wildly; she was clearly gravely injured. Yet her eyes grew colder still, filled only with a frenzied fighting spirit. After being thrown back not far into the air, she charged at the Rakshasa once more!
It was evident she was striking against a stone with an egg.
More than half a year ago, she had been no match for the Rakshasa and had been completely defeated. Now her Daoist practice was even weaker than before, while the Rakshasa had grown fiercer than ever. In this comparison of strengths and weaknesses, it was clear she was attempting something impossible!
Was she seeking death? Why?!
I roared in my heart, my eyes already red, but no matter how much I shouted, it had no effect on Wan. She stubbornly charged at the Rakshasa Demon again and again.
Each time, she was easily knocked away by the demon.
"Hahahaha!"
The Rakshasa Demon laughed maniacally, seemingly reveling in the chaos. His face wore an arrogant expression as he swung a massive hand made of Eerie Energy, sending Wan flying once more. With one hand pointing at me, he taunted, "Is this the man you chose? Is this your great hero? Look at him, unable to protect his own woman, lying on the ground like a dog! It was the same in the last life!"
"Shut up!"
Wan's form began to fade, but she stood in mid-air and coldly declared, "Give him ten years, and he'll slaughter you like a dog! Because he is the man I chose, and I believe in him!"
He is human, while you are a beast!
Humans and beasts cannot be compared; I will only love humans and will not associate with beasts."
With that, she charged at the Rakshasa Demon once more, only to be knocked away again.
Though she fought desperately and refused to let anyone insult me, the demon's words pierced my heart like a sharp knife.
My gaze became unfocused, drifting aimlessly.
I saw scenes of sorrow unfolding above her.
What kind of power allowed this brave woman, whom I had never seen before, to show such a vulnerable side in front of me, appearing pitiful and in need of protection?
At that moment, cries of agony echoed around us.
I saw Bald Qiang being beaten bloody by a group of Yin Soldiers wielding their rifle butts, still fighting with all his might.
I saw Furball struggling to maintain the Rope Net, its face revealing a sense of humanity, faintly showing pallor and weakness, clearly at the end of its strength.
I also witnessed Chen Yu furiously battling among the Yin Soldiers. He roared and bled, still fighting with unyielding rage.
In the presence of the Rakshasa demon, I felt like a worthless insect, weak as an ant, easily crushed by others!
In that moment of agitation, my hazy consciousness jolted awake!
Yes, I still have Killing Intent!
I instinctively touched the meteorite on my chest, and a bold thought suddenly surged in my mind.
I knew what it meant. Ghost Granny had once said that this meteorite not only summoned the evil spirit within my heart but also suppressed the surging Dark Malevolent Energy within my body. Without it, I would plunge into an abyss and become an unrepentant demon, slaughtering countless lives and standing atop a mountain of white bones for eternity.
Moreover, if I continuously stimulated my potential, it would consume my lifespan; perhaps it wouldn’t be long before I perished!
But now, do I still fear this?
Dying gloriously or struggling like an ant—I choose the former.
What if I fall into the abyss?
What if I become a demon?
As long as I can protect those I wish to protect, even if it means dying a hundred times, I will go forth!
Supported by this conviction, I surprisingly overcame life itself. Despite my internal injuries, I gradually stood up with the Hundred Slicing Blade.
“Rakshasa demon, you are mistaken!”
For some reason, at that moment, I looked at the Rakshasa demon with a smile that involuntarily crept onto my lips. Then, without thinking, I uttered words that shocked even me: “In this life, I am an independent person, with no connection to the one you knew!”
I am who I am.
The Rakshasa demon trembled, staring at me in disbelief.
My left hand had slowly begun to caress the meteorite on my chest.
Bald Qiang's eyes turned red, and he shouted, "I still prefer that kind-hearted guy from the beginning; that's the person I know, my good brother! Do you remember the instructions from Qingyi? Hurricane Pass, The Grass Will Remain, and the Light Will Shine—its darkness is especially fierce!"
Hurricane Pass, The Grass Will Remain, and the Light Will Shine—its darkness is particularly fierce?
Of course, I remembered. But what if I couldn't endure this long night?
I looked up at the faint silhouette of Nine above me, gazing at that captivating Familiar Face, those beautiful eyes that intoxicated me. Suddenly, I laughed.
I laughed at the unpredictability and unfairness of fate.
Why can't we just be an ordinary couple?
I let out a long breath, glanced at the fat man, gently shook my head, and said calmly, "I've had enough."
With that, I suddenly yanked on the meteorite in my hand.
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