As soon as he finished speaking, the old man transformed, his previous dignified appearance instantly becoming a six-winged angel.
Clad in a holy robe, with six pure white wings sprouting from his back, he was completely different from before, except for his still aged appearance.
Even their faces have become Westernized.
Seeing that Fang Xiu remained unmoved, the old man quickly explained, "Young man, I saw that you had an Eastern face before and thought you were a descendant of the Heavenly Court, so I also pretended to be an Easterner, intending to trick you into coming here, and then take the opportunity of transferring my power to possess your body and escape from this place."
Please don't be offended. After all, the Eastern Immortals and Gods regard us as mortal enemies. My power has weakened to the extreme, so naturally I dare not show my true form.
Since we're on the same side, I won't hide anything. To be frank, I am a Seraphim, the chief of the thirty-six angels of Heaven!
Fang Xiu gazed at him calmly, as if he saw Xiao Chuxia's shadow in him.
"Kid, I know what you're worried about, but there's no need to. The way I treated you before was a misunderstanding. Now that I know you're one of us, things will be much easier. Don't worry, I won't possess you. Besides, I don't have much power left, so I can't do anything to you. You just need to find something to cover the mirror, and I can get out of here."
After it is accomplished, I will bestow upon you the legacy of Heaven!
What is this mirror?
"The Kunlun Mirror! A legendary supreme artifact of the Heavenly Court, said to contain the power of time! Boy, if you save me, I can give you the Kunlun Mirror..."
Before the Seraph could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped, because Fang Xiu had already walked towards the Kunlun Mirror.
Are young people these days so impetuous? They're in such a hurry to get to work before they've even finished drawing up the pie in the sky?
Fang Xiu walked up to the Kunlun Mirror, where his blurry figure was reflected in the dim mirror. He carefully examined the legendary ancient artifact.
The old man standing to the side, however, was getting impatient.
"Kid, stop dawdling and take off your clothes now, then put the Kunlun Mirror on."
Suddenly, Fang Xiu slowly turned his head to look at the old man, his deep, dark eyes revealing no emotion whatsoever.
"Logically speaking, the older you get, the more composed you should be. Are you sure you don't want to reconsider your tone of voice?"
The old man paused slightly, then forced a smile and said, "Could you help me put the Kunlun Mirror back on?"
"cannot."
"You!" The old man was furious, but before he could retaliate, a large hand grabbed his neck and lifted his thin, short body up.
"When you ask me for help, you won't even say 'please'."
The old man looked terrified and said with difficulty, "Please...please..."
"It's too late. Now I'll ask you questions and you answer them. Don't waste a single word."
"The first question is, who were these corpses?"
The old man dared not resist at all, and said in a trembling voice, "They are people from the Western Paradise and the Eastern Heavenly Court. The West wants to seize the Kunlun Mirror, while the East is protecting it."
"The second question is, why don't you cover the Kunlun Mirror yourself?"
"I was suppressed by the Kunlun Mirror. Even though it is now dormant, I can't do anything to affect it. I can only rely on external help."
"The third question: What happened in ancient times?"
"I really don't know much about this, really, I'm not lying to you, because I was suppressed for too long, and many of my memories have been erased. I only know that a great battle took place, and I've forgotten everything else."
"You've forgotten everything?" Fang Xiu frowned. "Then you have no value in living. Become my nourishment."
As it spoke, the Taotie opened its mouth, about to devour the old man.
Unexpectedly, the old man became agitated again: "No...don't kill me! I am also a strange being! I am the Nine Netherworld Ruler, the leader of the Thirty-Six Rulers of the Other Shore! One of our own!"
As he spoke, the old man transformed; nine rotting heads sprouted from his gaunt body—one without eyes, one without a mouth, one without a nose…
In short, it took nine heads to barely make up a complete set of facial features.
Fang Xiu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. He had no idea what kind of creature the old man in front of him was. One moment he was a god, the next an angel, and then a monster.
However, one thing is certain: these are three camps.
East, West, the other shore.
Although the angels are also strange, in ancient times they were clearly a separate force, a later addition to the Other Shore, while the Taotie were native inhabitants of the Other Shore.
"Who exactly are you?" Fang Xiu asked.
The old man hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Could you tell me who you are first?"
Fang Xiu nodded: "I understand. No matter who I am, you consider me one of your own, right?"
The old man said, "You could say that I need to see what kind of person you are before deciding what kind of person I am."
What is your true form?
The old man carefully examined Fang Xiu for a moment, looking at the other's silver hair, one silver and one red eye, and the Taotie's mouth in his palm, and finally made a decision: "I am the Nine Netherworld Ruler."
Clearly, he felt that Fang Xiu was more like a weirdo.
That one sentence sealed his fate.
Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on Fang Xiu's lips: "What a coincidence, I love torturing and killing the bizarre."
The old man's face changed drastically: "I misspoke, actually I am..."
At this point, he suddenly stopped, his previously panicked expression turning indifferent, even somewhat disdainful.
"Hahaha... Kid, I don't know what kind of person you are, but young people always have an arrogant problem. You don't really think I'm just playing games with you, do you?"
Who gave you the courage to speak to me at such close range, even for more than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea?
The old man said proudly, as if he were the one being choked and suspended in mid-air.
"I'll accept your body!"
Whoosh!
A wisp of black mist instantly appeared on the old man's body and poured into Fang Xiu's mouth and nose.
His body turned into bones scattered all over the ground. The bones were of various shapes, including human bones, angel bones, and strange bones.
"Hahaha... Finally, I have a complete body. I no longer have to piece it together from a pile of bones."
At this moment, Fang Xiu's calm voice rang out: "You seem to be celebrating a little too soon."
"snort!"
The old man sneered, "Boy, it seems you haven't grasped the situation yet. You want to know who I am? Then let me tell you!"
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