You slowly gaze at the person before you.
【White Terminalia.】
He fell to the ground, just like the Bodhi Patriarch.
The Bodhi Patriarch then sent the monkey in through the back door in the middle of the night to seek his guidance.
He did the same thing, even worse; more than one person entered through the back door he opened.
"Actually, there's not much difference."
"You can interpret it however you like."
When he saw you strolling towards him, he cried in distress, then roared in despair, as if he were experiencing a split personality.
He was resentful; he couldn't understand why he had to suffer such cruel treatment!
If he had once been striving to become an immortal, working hard to become the "protagonist," perhaps he wouldn't have shown such vulnerability after enduring three hundred years of ultimate humiliation.
However, having stood atop the clouds for countless eons since becoming a Dao Lord, his former will to withstand pressure has faded and diminished as he toyed with those chosen ones of destiny.
Just like someone born into poverty, falling down won't cause much harm; they can simply get back up.
However, if someone is born into poverty but is elevated to great heights, then suddenly falls from grace, they will never recover.
"You've already given up after just one billion?"
"Please, you're so weak."
[Baihe hasn't suffered any injustice or loss in a long time, and has developed sensitive skin.]
When he first surrounded one of the Twelve Heroes, his defenses completely crumbled, and now he has almost lost all will to live.
You intend to kill Bai He.
[Your murderous intent is obvious. Although Bai He is too weak to get up, he still begs for mercy.]
His posture was incredibly humble, indicating that if you were willing, he would even fight in a battle involving hundreds of people, as long as you spared his life...
"Then let's see if you can hold out. If you can withstand the attack of 500 powerful warriors and defeat them within ten days, I will release you and grant you a way out."
You waved your hand, summoning five hundred invincible, peerless war gods.
[(8 million words omitted here)]
Ten days later, Bai He emerged from the golden lake: "I did it... I did it!"
A mysterious smile played on your lips as you clapped your hands: "Impressive, truly impressive!"
His eyes were white, his face was gray, and he stared at you hopefully: "You promised to let me go, you promised!"
"Yes, but I've changed my mind."
You shook your head regretfully, the corners of your mouth widening into a smile that Bai He knew all too well—a smile full of malice, a mocking and derisive grin.
However, that smile would only ever appear on his face.
"So delicious." You grinned maliciously. "You just glimpsed a tiny glimmer of hope, only to be plunged back into despair in the next moment. Looking at your expression right now, that very expression, it's just too delicious!"
"Your life, your destiny, has always been firmly in my hands."
"You're nothing but a plaything in my palm; you think you can truly escape me?"
"But I'm tired of it now, and it's time for you to step down."
You strolled toward him; three years have passed, and your inherent reward and punishment cooldown has long since recovered.
[You didn't kill him outright, but instead reduced his Dao Source recovery speed by 0.999... times.]
[The Dao Source within him is now only enough for him to revive at full health ten thousand times.]
[After ten thousand times, when he suffers another injury powerful enough to tear his body apart, he will heal very slowly, extremely slowly.]
You threw him into that crowd. There are still about five days left until this future event ends. I don't know if he can hold on.
[...]
Half a day later, you heard crying.
[This voice didn't come from Bai He; his mouth had long since stopped producing any sound.]
[It is your Twelve Heroes of Qinghe who are weeping.]
They had spent so much time with Baihe, more than three years of friendship, that they thought Baihe had become a velvet ball that would accompany them for life.
Why did it break down today?
They all clearly love him so much!
"You killed 10,000 lives in half a day, is this how you express love?"
"This love is a bit too intense."
Seeing his underlings grieving, you couldn't help but shake your head and sigh.
[If Bai He had died from the sword duel from the very beginning, then it would undoubtedly have been a complete joke, just your twisted sense of humor.]
[But after spending more than three years with your underlings, he was ultimately stripped of his rapid regeneration ability, and died from severe injuries sustained in endless, high-intensity duels, his throat gagged and silenced.]
The romantic relationships of these individuals ultimately ended with incomplete conclusions, leaving one with the fleeting impression that they were a group of star-crossed lovers.
"Take your ill-fated lover and go eat some Da Fen!"
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