Chapter 100 Chapter 100 Li Yian’s eyes were filled with tears…
Li Yian had tears in her eyes. She was so concerned about her reputation and never wanted to show her vulnerability in front of others. At this moment, she had no time to care about whether she was in a mess or not.
She nodded almost without hesitation, "Okay, let's go now."
"Li Yian, don't go, you will die!" The ghost's voice was obviously panicked, screaming and trying to stop Li Yian.
But Li Yian turned a deaf ear to her. Her only thought at the moment was to go find Mu Yang with Li Xuan and fulfill their agreement.
If she finds Mu Yang, she will definitely beat him up first. Who allows him to act so willfully all the time?
Before entering the tunnel, Li Xuan returned the Heart Demon Blade to Li Yian. Li Yian initially didn't want to accept it, after all, it was obvious that she couldn't use the Heart Demon Blade, and the Heart Demon Blade recognized its master.
"This is given to you by Mu Yang. You should respect his wishes." Li Xuan explained.
Li Yian felt even more uncomfortable when she thought about Mu Yang giving her the Heart Demon Knife again and again.
The original owner said that Mu Yang was unable to control the Heart Demon Sword at this time, and the Heart Demon Sword would make him cruel and murderous, so she kept persuading her to help Mu Yang keep it.
So she didn't refuse forcefully, thinking that she could wait a little longer and she would return the Heart Demon Sword to Mu Yang at the right time.
But unexpectedly, Mu Yang didn't even think about taking back the Heart Demon Sword, and chose to go into hell and die together with the spectators.
If she had known this would happen, she would never have accepted the knife.
Once inside the tunnel, it felt like falling into a bottomless pit, plummeting at breakneck speed. The monsters roared incessantly, and at the same time, cracks appeared and closed rapidly in the tunnel walls. At the same moment, strange lights burst forth from the cracks.
If you look closely, you will see that it is not light, but various incomplete and strange shapeless hands trying to grab any life that approaches.
However, the white light emitted by the Heart Demon Knife in Li Yian's hand enveloped the two of them. As soon as those hands came into contact with the light, they screamed and shrank back.
The journey was smooth.
The two of them remained silent. Li Xuan grasped her arm to prevent them from being blown away by the hurricane, his gaze fixed straight ahead, a wary expression. Meanwhile, Li Yian, overwhelmed by guilt, kept her head down, lost in sad thoughts.
Originally, the ghost had been screaming in her mind to stop her, giving her a headache. But perhaps she and Li Xuan were too close at the moment, and had been together for too long, with Li Xuan's hand still holding her. Such close contact made the ghost gradually lower its voice until the voice of obstruction completely disappeared.
Her heart tightened and ached for no apparent reason, filled with melancholy. Li Yian's hand lifted uncontrollably and touched the side of her face, where Li Xuan had wiped her tears.
No matter how many reincarnations he went through, Li Xuan never looked her in the eye. If their eyes met, he would immediately look away in disgust, as if he were disgusted by a dirty and disgusting insect. He was like a heartless puppet. No matter how she tried to please him, beg him, or seduce him, he would not be moved at all.
She thought that as both were Feng Yao's clones, all of God's mercy and love were given to Mu Yang, while Li Xuan was just a weapon, so he had no feelings.
But with Li Yian, she felt Li Xuan's tenderness towards her, a tenderness he had intentionally restrained.
The ghost thought about it and sighed softly. It turned out that the cold and aloof flower she admired would also come down to earth and would also have pity on women, but the one he had pity on was not the original her.
The ghost's sigh seemed to be one of regret and relief. Following someone who didn't belong to him for life after life, he seemed like a joke.
"I once loved you, but now I don't." Perhaps for so many years, what she was madly in love with was her own imagination, as if as long as she got Li Xuan, she would win over Mu Yang - everything was just obsession.
The sigh and words of relief that came out of Li Yian's mouth made Li Xuan's body pause for a long time, and then he turned around to look at Li Yian.
Their eyes met and there was silence for a long time.
Li Yian was absentmindedly touching the side of her face. When she came back to her senses, she suddenly found Li Xuan looking at her. She quickly put down her hand and wondered, "What's wrong?"
She didn't notice at all that at some point while her mind was wandering, her body was taken over by a ghost.
Just as Li Xuan was about to speak, scattered golden lights appeared around him.
"What is this!" Li Yian suddenly cried out. Her hand had been cut by the golden light. Without time to examine the wound, she quickly grabbed a piece of the golden light and examined it carefully. It looked like some kind of scale. She froze for a moment, then pulled out a piece of gold from her sleeve. It was the same piece she had found in Mu Yang's room. They were identical.
"It's the scales of a golden python." Li Xuan's eyes flashed, and his ten fingers quickly split into sharp ice-blue blades, knocking away the scales that were flying towards him.
At the same time, as they fell rapidly, the scales around them became more and more, and the golden light was so dazzling that they could hardly open their eyes.
Li Xuan stood in front and could clearly feel huge heat waves coming one after another. The temperature of the heat waves was so high that it could almost melt a human in an instant.
The ice blades that split out from his ten fingers were originally extremely cold weapons. When they came into contact with the heat wave, the violent collision between extreme cold and extreme heat produced a thick white mist that enveloped the two people who were descending at a rapid speed.
Aside from the occasional flash of golden light, Li Yian saw nothing but a vast expanse of white before her eyes, unable to discern the path below. She clutched the scales tightly in her hand. She already knew that the golden python in the cave, reduced to pieces of flesh, had been killed by Mu Yang.
At that time, she was still angry that he refused to go back with her to carry out the mission.
Mu Yang had hidden many things from her, whether it was slaying the golden python, the agreement with Mu Yin, or breaking the agreement without authorization and fighting with the spectators alone.
Li Yian couldn't help but feel angry and crushed the golden scales into powder.
The ghost in her mind spoke to her, "Aren't you afraid of death? Below is purgatory, flowing through a sea of fire, and struggling in the sea are all kinds of terrifying monsters, all refined from extremely evil resentment. They were once demonic beings of the same level as the spectators. Countless gods died to suppress them in hell.
Originally, only Feng Yao's death would have been enough, but you ignored my attempts to stop me and insisted on breaking in. You, a mere human, could not survive even a quarter of an hour in such an environment. Even if you were not eaten by the monster, you would be melted by the sea of fire.
Li Yian had already prepared herself mentally. She responded to the ghost in her heart: If there is any chance to save Mu Yang, I will try it no matter what method it is.
She may not believe that she can turn danger into safety, but she believes that Mu Yang and Li Xuan are strong enough and will definitely survive.
The ghost was silent for a long time, then said, "You are really stubborn and self-confident, but you are much braver and more resilient than me."
Why does Li Yian always have such a strong belief to stick to his own path and not be afraid even of death?
Even though he had a miserable beginning, being an orphan, lacking love, being unlovable, and being shunned by others, he was able to generously offer his compassion and loyalty, and never back down.
Perhaps only a Li Yian like this can obtain precious love that can last a lifetime?
The falling speed was getting slower and slower, and the terrifying roar below was becoming more and more deafening. The cold white mist protecting Li Yian was gradually blown away, and they could vaguely see the flowing sea of fire, and the raging flames burst out and splashed from time to time.
Li Yian's whole body turned red from the burns. He clenched his teeth tightly and refused to cry out.
The ghost and Li Yian belong to the same soul. Even if she didn't have any physical contact, she could feel through the soul connection that Li Yian's body was about to reach its limit - burned by fire, and the pain was enough to make the soul tremble.
The ghost advised, "If you turn back now, you can still be saved."
Li Yian ignored the original owner's repeated advice and kept looking down to find Mu Yang's trace. Unfortunately, there was a thick black gas rolling above the sea of fire, making it difficult to see what was happening below.
"Li Xuan, land further down..." she reminded.
But her slightly trembling voice seemed to be suppressing great pain.
Li Xuan sensed something was wrong and looked down, only to see that her face was as red as blood, with black burn marks appearing on her face.
"Li Yian!" Li Xuan pulled out a series of ice walls to block the front, but it couldn't last long. The ice walls shattered and vaporized.
Li Xuan built thick ice walls again and again, but they still couldn't last long and vaporized.
"You can't go down anymore." Li Xuan stopped in mid-air, unwilling to descend.
He grabbed her arm without saying a word, tapped the inner wall of the tunnel with his toes, took a few steps to gain momentum, and flew up.
Seeing that they were getting further and further away from their destination, Li Yian hurriedly protested, "I can still bear it. Mu Yang is still waiting for us down there!"
Li Xuan pursed his lips and said nothing. He pulled her arm forcefully, preventing her from moving, and pulled her back at high speed.
Li Yian kept his eyes fixed on the ground below, and saw that in the distant sea of fire, the familiar pure white was being swallowed by a black resentment.
She was so anxious that she exerted more strength, "I saw Mu Yang!" She seemed to be competing with Li Xuan, and even wanted to punch Li Xuan to get rid of him, until Li Xuan shouted angrily: "Stop it!"
A roar made Li Yian pause in his struggle.
"Do you want Mu Yang to see you alive or dead?" Li Xuan couldn't hide his anger. She rarely saw Li Xuan angry.
After being yelled at by Li Xuan, she calmed down a little. She looked down and saw that her clothes were burned black, and her exposed hands had black burn marks and blisters.
Li Yian's words of rebuttal were on the tip of his tongue, but they got stuck in his throat and he was speechless for a long time.
Finally, she sighed and said, "I'm not afraid of death."
Li Xuan slashed his hand hard at the inner wall of the tunnel. With a loud bang, the collapsed rocks rolled down, and a narrow, flat boulder was stuck in the inner wall of the tunnel.
He landed on the boulder with Li Yian and let go of him. His sleeves, which had also been burned black, fell down, covering his hands.
He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes fixed on the flames that occasionally burst out from the sea of fire below, his face still showing anger.
But he has always been good at controlling his emotions, and within a few breaths, he calmed down.
At this time, Li Yian knelt beside the boulder, looking at the black air swirling below. Li Xuan picked up Li Yian's burned hand.
Li Yian was stunned and wanted to retract his hand, but his hand pulled slightly harder, and his cold fingers gently touched Li Yian's burned wound.
The burning and painful skin felt as if it were covered with ice, and the pain instantly eased a lot.
Realizing that Li Xuan was healing her, Li Yian did not resist.
The hot air from below lifted Li Yian's long hair, and her face and neck were all burned. But she had no time to take care of herself. She looked down and felt anxious.
"Mu Yang!! Mu Yang!!" She yelled down, "Can you hear me?"
But in hell, her voice was drowned out by the endless roars of monsters. She also received no response from Mu Yang.
Thinking of the white figure submerged in the black fog, she felt uneasy. She was not afraid of death, but how could she appear in front of Mu Yang alive and hand over the Heart Demon Knife to him?
Li Xuan looked at Li Yian, saw her frown, saw her anxiety, saw her completely ignoring the severe burns on her body.
He turned her face with his hands, and her black and white eyes met his. He paused, "Is it Mu Yang now?" His voice was cold, but with some complicated emotions.
The spiritual energy on her fingertips seeped into her forehead and the side of her face, and the wounds slowly healed.
Li Yian didn't bother to delve into Li Xuan's words, "What?"
"You said I was once, so now I am Mu Yang?"
The ambiguous question made Li Yian think for two seconds.
But before Li Yian could speak, he said, "Forget it." as if he didn't want to know the answer.
Li Xuan's healing movements were very quick. As soon as he finished speaking, he had completed the healing and retracted his fingers.
"I have always felt Mu Yang's presence. He is still alive. You don't have to worry."
Li Yian suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.
He avoided Li Yian's gaze and looked down at the swirling black air below. A flash of light flashed across his palm, and a longbow appeared in his hand. With his other hand, he grabbed a few arrows and put them on the string.
The arrow pointed straight down, and the finger pressing on the arrow suddenly loosened. The sharp arrow flew out of the string, emitting dazzling sparks and piercing the thick, rolling black air below.
Boom boom, the black gas was driven to the surroundings by the light arrows, and Li Yian could see the fiery red sea below and a white figure floating above the sea of fire, but the distance was too far, so he couldn't see clearly what Mu Yang's current situation was.
But Li Xuan deceived Li Yian. He could not feel Mu Yang's presence, even though he had a telepathic connection with Mu Yang, even though he could see Mu Yang right below... and he had never encountered such a situation before.
"You stay here. I'll go down to find Mu Yang."
He looked down and never turned back to look at Li Yian.
"You once told me that Mu Yang was the one who brought new life to the world.
I used to have doubts, but now I am sure he is the one I should follow.
So, I will let him come back to see you in one piece."
Li Yian was about to say something when she was suddenly startled. The wind blew up Li Xuan's wide sleeves, and she saw the back of his hand and arm holding the longbow.
There were also signs of burns on her, and the severity was no less severe than hers, and could even be said to be more serious.
Was Li Xuan also enduring the scorching heat of hell? He had just been standing in front of her, helping her to block most of the heat.
Li Yian's heartstrings were suddenly torn and his face turned pale.
At the same time, the ghost's words echoed in his mind, "This is why I stopped you. No matter you or him, you are still human after all. Flesh and blood can never resist the fire of hell. If you go down, you will only die."
"You let me stay here and chose to go down by yourself because you knew you would die if you went down, right?" Li Yian asked.
Li Xuan was silent, but soon he denied, "I won't die."
But Li Yian knew the answer, he would.
His human body will be destroyed, all his emotions and memories will vanish into nothing, he will turn into pure power and enter Mu Yang's body, making Mu Yang a complete body, escaping from purgatory, reborn from Nirvana, and transforming into the real Feng Yao.
Li Xuan knew this, so when he said he would bring Mu Yang back intact, he didn't mention himself.
Seeing that Li Yian didn't speak for a long time, Li Xuan finally turned around to look at Li Yian, but saw that her face was pale, her teeth were clenched, and her expression was full of uncontrollable sadness.
He was stunned for a moment, and stretched his hand into the air, trying to touch her.
Li...Yian...
Protecting Mu Yang is the meaning of his birth in this world.
He never allowed himself to think about anything else. Or maybe he did, but he would suppress it and make it disappear.
But he was restrained and calm enough, but his heart was in a mess at the moment.
She confessed that she had loved him, but she avoided him most of the time. When she couldn't avoid him, her hands and feet became stiff, her expression became strange, and she pretended to be calm.
A reliable and powerful, cold and soft-hearted girl who has strong trust in him and Mu Yang, a mysterious and incomprehensible girl.
To her, he was once.
To him, she was “always.”
The girl who attracted his attention, whether it was because of Mu Yang, or because he was simply curious about her, or because he wanted to see her startled expression when he suddenly appeared.
She, along with Mu Yang, has always occupied the most important part of his life.
Mu Yang was the mission he was born to focus on, and she was the free thought outside of his mission that he wanted to restrain but could not.
He wanted to follow their agreement: the three of them would fight together, to live or die.
But he is a guardian, and he will never let his companions take risks before he dies in battle.
His hand froze in mid-air, and in the end, he did not touch her hair, but slowly withdrew it.
"But I'm happy to hear your thoughts."
Li Xuan smiled slightly, and the coldness melted away. His expression was softer than ever before. Even if he was just once, it was not bad. And Mu Yang was her future, and he also wished her well.
His ten fingers cracked into ice blades, and his body was shrouded in white cold air. He took a last deep look at Li Yian, took a half step back, turned around and jumped down the tunnel without hesitation.
Li Yian quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand, but his fingers grabbed nothing.
She stood there in a daze, holding the Heart Demon Knife, looking down at Li Xuan's figure moving away at a rapid speed and gradually disappearing.
The walls of her heart collapsed, her throat blocked and she couldn't speak.
She did not stop Li Xuan. She couldn't even open her mouth to stop him because she knew that was the path Li Xuan had to take.
In the distance, a dazzling light burst out from where Li Xuan fell, and converged towards Mu Yang's figure.
Li Yian knew that there was no turning back.
She looked down at the Heart Demon Knife in her hand, as if talking to herself, or perhaps to the ghost within her body, "Li Yian, are you afraid of death?"
She didn't wait for anyone's response and continued, "I used to be afraid, but now I have something more important than life."
"Even if my body is destroyed, my soul will continue to do what I should do."
"Cheng Qiu's soul can seal the nether heavens and purify the world of evil."
"And my soul, carrying this Heart Demon Sword, will fight against demons forever together with Mu Yang and Li Xuan, and suppress them forever in hell."
Her words were gentle, but they carried an irresistible determination.
The gates of hell were still open, and anyone could leave at any time if they wanted. But the ghost didn't say anything to stop him, and watched Li Yian jump down the tunnel without hesitation.
The ghost stood beneath the osmanthus tree, looking up at the petals flying in the sky, the faint fragrance of orchids drifting away on the breeze. This was the beautiful dream that Mu Yang had created for Li Yian.
He has lived in a dark fantasy world for ten thousand years, surrounded by darkness and evil all day long.
Unexpectedly, it was Li Yian who made her see the light, the light that she had always longed for but could not get.
The ghost said, "You can't die, and you won't die. You have to live well for me. Experience the sunshine, the beautiful scenery, the beauty of life, and the precious friendship and love for me."
"Li Yian, you promised me that you would avenge me and help me kill the theatergoer. Kill her a thousand times over."
Under the osmanthus tree, looking back, I saw the entrance of the Theological Society. Students were either laughing and playing, or reading books.
She saw herself holding books and reciting spells diligently. Once upon a time, her dream was no different from that of other liberal arts students, to learn spells to purify the world.
Life began here, and it would be nice to be buried here.
In an instant, the ghost turned into countless stars, and rich spiritual energy burst out, flowing from Li Yian's body to every limb.
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