“Fang…” Wu Yue looked at Fang Chengyi. He could still move, but he had turned back into a ghost and was standing there blankly with a dazed expression.
A ball of white light flew out from his body and stopped in front of Wu Yue.
The white light was soft and fluffy, shaped like a five-pointed star, but with rounded edges. Wu Yue subconsciously reached out and pinched it, a cool yet domineering power surging into her bloodstream.
She didn't panic; instead, a look of joy appeared on her face.
"There's no mistake, this is the power within the Realm of Perfection that Bai Tang mentioned..."
Then she took out a bamboo tube that Bai Tang had mailed to her through the live broadcast system last time. The bamboo tube was long and slender but not thin and flat, and it was round and exquisite. Inside the bamboo tube was a wisp of Bai Tang's daytime demon power.
This time, Wu Yue incorporated the power that flew out from Fang Chengyi into the energy source, and the two powers quickly merged, mutually generating and attracting each other. This was because both powers belonged to Bai Tang.
A cool breeze cleansed her face, and the crisp winter wind filled her lungs. Only then did Wu Yue belatedly put away the bamboo tube and walk up to Fang Chengyi.
With nimble hands, she clasped her hands together and quickly formed a golden seal.
In less than five minutes, gusts of cold wind surged from behind Fang Chengyi, and a corner of a stone bridge appeared behind the thick black fog. The stone bridge was simple, solid, solemn and silent.
Wu Yue placed one hand on Fang Chengyi's shoulder and said, "Go."
I will never look back in this life; may you be free and carefree in your next life.
Fang Chengyi turned around expressionlessly, his eyes seemingly empty. But in that instant, he seemed to hear the girl's thoughts, and two lines of clear tears slid down his cheeks, gently falling into the desolate mist.
"Sizzle!"
The sound, like a balloon deflating, came from behind me.
Wu Yue turned her head—
In an instant, Fang's mother's exquisitely made-up face was destroyed. Her skin and flesh peeled away, her bones withered, and in a moment, she was no longer human, only grayish-white powder remained. A gentle breeze blew, and she returned to dust.
Looking at the pile of ashes among the clothes on the ground, Wu Yue quickly took several steps back, her brows furrowed. With no one around to confide in, she could only swallow her doubts.
Sigh, I wonder if Fang's mother will regret what she did in the past?
As she thought about it, she turned her gaze back to the spot where the gates of hell had been opened earlier.
I wonder how the underworld will deal with a death that disrespects life...
Hopefully, the King of Hell will show leniency.
In a daze, Wu Yue found that the gate and buildings in front of her had all disappeared, and she was once again standing in a desolate and empty place.
It was a sunny day, but without sunshine; the sky was clear and bright. It wasn't eerie at all.
Wu Yue took out her phone and looked at the messages in the group chat about completing tasks. She guessed that the first task for all the participants wouldn't be too difficult. Perhaps the main system wanted to give everyone confidence, or perhaps... it was a way of tempting them first and then setting a trap.
The phone showed that there were still 10 minutes left before accepting the next task. Watching the countdown tick by, Wu Yue decided to explore the surrounding area first.
The imagination was wonderful; she had only taken two steps forward when she quickly turned around and ran away without stopping.
Behind me, a contestant was being pounded to the ground and rubbed by a demon; it was quite a pitiful sight.
She had no reason to help the other person, after all, she was scared herself.
After running for quite some time, Wu Yue realized she had entered a lush, verdant forest. She slowed her pace, and then stopped, seemingly sensing something. Her gaze slowly turned to a patch of grass not far away, the grass about half the height of an adult man, so lush and verdant that it could easily obscure certain things.
First, the strong stench of blood, carried by the wind, filled her lungs. Normally, she would have covered her mouth and held her breath. But strangely, this stench of blood was mixed with a delicate medicinal fragrance, as well as a very faint and rich plum blossom scent.
……curious.
What is it?
Wu Yue approached the bushes, and the closer she got, the more familiar a scent she could smell. But this time it wasn't a fragrance; it was the scent of spiritual energy.
Could it be...?
We're closer now.
Huh?!
A boy lay sprawled in the grass. No… perhaps it should be said…
Wu Yue narrowed her eyes slightly. The guy in front of her, who was somewhere between a man and a boy, had an aura that was too clean, as clean as a carefree morning, or a secluded valley stream where no one was around.
However, he was pale and covered in blood.
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