Having to process such a jumble of memories in such a short time, Yin Ming raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to dispel the dizziness in his head.
The white-robed man in front of him was still staring at him with a half-smile. Yin Ming frowned. So he was the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao. No wonder he was so arrogant.
Recalling the white-robed man's frantic words in the final scene, he seemed to think that it was Ling Yao who had injured him with the Lingming Sword, which was why he struggled to break the barrier, sending them all into the illusion, and even transforming into Ling Yue...
He was already injured, and in the illusion, Lingyao ambushed him from behind, which aggravated his injuries and ultimately cost him his life...
Little did anyone expect that Ling Yue was merely an avatar of the Heavenly Dao...
Presumably, this avatar of the Heavenly Dao sensed the death of its clone, which is why it appeared in person...
Tsk, I didn't expect that after Ling Yue died, another man in white would appear.
What bothered Yin Ming even more was that if the clone was so strong, wouldn't the main body be even stronger?
It took them so much effort to kill Ling Yue, how could they possibly defeat the real Ling Yue?
And why does his face look exactly like Lingyao's...?
Is it because the protagonist of the God and Demon Continent is Ling Yao, so the appearance of the Heavenly Dao incarnation resembles the male protagonist? Or is it because this Heavenly Dao incarnation is really a die-hard fan of Ling Yao, and in order to get closer to his idol, he simply disguised himself as him?
If the first reason was alright, the second one was downright horrifying. Add to that what he'd done, and Yin Ming felt he couldn't even be called a die-hard fan anymore… he should be called a perverted stalker.
"You remember everything now?" The man in white interrupted Yin Ming's wandering thoughts.
"...Kill me if you want, why waste so much time talking?" Yin Ming was too lazy to pay attention to the man in white, and turned to look at Ling Yao, who was still asleep on the bed.
Yin Ming finally understood that the white-robed man hadn't unsealed all of his memories at first, just so that when he thought he still had a chance, he could deliver a crushing blow, enjoy the process of him struggling and begging for mercy, and finally let him die in despair.
To deal with this kind of guy who likes to kill someone by destroying their spirit, you have to completely ignore him.
As long as you don't fall for his trap, he won't achieve his goal.
Although doing this will ultimately lead to death, it's good to annoy him before he dies.
The only regret is... Ah Yao, even without me, you must live well. It's okay if you can't avenge me, it's okay if you forget me in the future... As long as you are happy and content, I can... die in peace.
The man in white seemed to have read Yin Ming's thoughts and scoffed, "Want to die? Not so easy."
"I'll make him kill you with his own hands, so you can experience the feeling of being betrayed by someone you deeply love! That scene will be quite a sight, hahaha..."
In the end, the man in white burst into manic laughter.
Do you know why I let his illusion remain in this memory?
The man in white suddenly changed the subject.
Yin Ming pursed his lips and didn't answer. He wasn't angry and continued talking to himself:
“It’s partly because you’re showing him the pain you’ve caused him, but also because he’s changed since then.”
"So I'm going to start altering his memories from this moment on. Once I've completely erased all traces of you from this time, making him believe you're completely dead, I'll quietly send him back to his original world..."
"In this way, he will continue down the original path and become the supreme god and demon!"
A foolish smile appeared on the white-clad man's face, as if he were immersed in a beautiful fantasy.
His eyes suddenly sharpened, and his piercing gaze locked onto Yin Ming.
"Before that, let me collect some interest from you."
Thinking of something, the man in white shook his head again.
"No. It should be said that it is returning to you the full and complete pain that you once inflicted on him!"
Yin Ming frowned, wondering what kind of trouble he was up to now.
The white-clad man, now in the form of Ling Geng, straightened his clothes and his expression returned to the usual serious and indifferent one of the Demon Sect's Grand Elder.
He retreated to the doorway of the room, and as he raised his hand to remove the barrier, a white light flashed in his hand, and the red-clad figure on the bed immediately let out a low moan and sat up, clutching his head.
"...Someone come here! Why hasn't my 'Drunken Life, Dreamlike Death' been delivered yet?!"
The man in white pretended to knock on the door, and was about to take a step forward when Ling Yao's angry voice came first.
"Don't come in! Leave your things at the door and get out right now!"
After hearing this, the man in white calmly stepped into the room.
...
Yin Ming watched quietly as the white-clad man, now transformed into Ling Geng, smashed the last jar of Drunken Dream.
Watching Lingyao squat on the ground searching for the last remaining bottles of wine.
Lingyao angrily pinched the man in white and asked him why he wouldn't even give him the last bit of hope.
They watched as Lingyao and the man in white started arguing.
Looking at Lingyao, she said, "Why should my Yin Ming be killed because of your selfish desires?"
Tears blurred my vision without me even realizing it.
Actually... what the man in white said wasn't wrong; he did indeed cause him a lot of pain.
I'm so sorry, Yao... It's just a pity that I'll never have the chance to make it up to you again...
Lingyao, who was squatting on the ground with his knees drawn up, suddenly raised his face. He stared at the man in white with deep eyes and a smile on his lips, and said:
"I never expected that the Grand Elder, with his personality, would actually resort to such cunning to deceive Yin Ming. Or is there someone else behind this scheme?"
"As long as the Grand Elder tells me the truth, I will consider becoming the sect leader of this Demonic Sect."
The man in white remained silent for a long while before slowly speaking, "This is the Sixth Elder's plan... she did it for your own good."
Upon hearing this, Lingyao's lips curved into a beautiful smile.
"Sixth Elder? Very good... How about we make a deal? As long as the First Elder hands her over... and the Demon Sect's secret guards who used to follow me, I'll agree to become the Demon Sect's leader."
The man in white frowned deeply, and after a long while, he finally nodded with a heavy expression.
His expression suggested that he had only reluctantly agreed to the request out of sheer desperation.
Only Yin Ming saw... the way he looked at him, mocking and sarcastic.
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