Chapter 083: The Final Arrogant Words
Tang Simin, Li Yuanzhen, and the others opposite Qin Gou clearly witnessed the entire process of the Black Robed Man’s appearance, and were deeply shocked.
Deep demonic flames burned a pitch-black void, and he painfully stepped into the human world from nothingness.
This is a dead person.
Looking at the Black Robe, everyone had the same thought in their hearts.
There was not the slightest hint of life in him. Qin Gou turned his head and saw his face, a face that was all too familiar, but his skin was unnaturally pale and bloodless. Half of his left face had already revealed eerie, ghastly bones.
Yet, such a walking corpse, with a monstrous, ferocious malevolence and an overwhelming, domineering might radiating from his entire body, caused all the living beings in Sheng Hui Valley, except for a select few like Qin Gou, Gu Feiyan, and Qin Yuan, to lose their composure and be utterly terrified.
It was truly difficult to imagine, and one dared not speculate, how many blood debts that defied heaven and earth this monster had accumulated to possess such fearsome might.
At this moment, those gray and white, deathly still eyes suddenly locked onto Zheng Xiangbai of Linjiang Immortal Nunnery with the cold, sharp cunning of a poisonous lizard. He knew very well who his true enemy was.
Zheng Xiangbai instinctively took half a step back, his scalp tingling, his soul seemingly flown. Those eyes were like the fierce glare of a devil from hell, eager to devour him.
“Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose? I, Zheng Xiangbai of Linjiang Immortal Nunnery, do not know your honorable name, I…”
As Zheng Xiangbai uttered half a sentence with a shudder, the Black Robed Man had already extended his hand and made a grasping gesture towards him.
“Evil spawn!”
Zheng Xiangbai’s face turned ashen with terror, and he roared hysterically. His robes billowed without wind, and behind him appeared a colossal Dharma Image of a black tiger with a snake’s tail, exuding murderous intent.
But before the snake-tailed black tiger Dharma Image could make any move, a strange cracking sound, like shattering glass, was heard.
From the dome above, a ghostly abyss suddenly split open, and a massive, pale white bone claw, adorned with a few faint gray feathers, instantly pierced into the body of the snake-tailed black tiger Dharma Image.
Qin Gou saw it clearly and would never be mistaken. The aura from these feathers and that terrifying bone claw was undoubtedly Divine Feather.
A piercing roar shook the heavens and the earth. The snake-tailed black tiger Dharma Image struggled fiercely, causing landslides and earth rifts, but it was in vain. A grating sound mixed with white gas surged into the sky. The brandishing snake-tailed black tiger Dharma Image rapidly dissolved into a massive, complete skeleton before their eyes, finally crumbling and vanishing from the world.
“Pfft.”
Zheng Xiangbai trembled all over and spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with intense disbelief and horrified dread.
His renowned ‘Pseudo-Tiger Saint’ Dharma Image had not even lasted one exchange before being easily annihilated by a fellow whose origins were completely unknown!
This person is not to be fought head-on; one must leave immediately!
In an instant, Zheng Xiangbai’s face twitched, his pupils wide with terror, as if he had already seen his own death omen. He unleashed his full power without hesitation and fled with all his might, not even caring about the disciples of Linjiang Immortal Nunnery under his command.
“Elder Zheng!”
A disciple of Linjiang Immortal Nunnery screamed, but Zheng Xiangbai did not heed them, continuing to soar through the air, eyes fixed straight ahead, desperately fleeing into the distance.
“Elder Zheng, be careful!”
Be careful?
When Zheng Xiangbai came to his senses, only a head was left flying in the air, his eyes reflecting despair, as if he had witnessed the most terrifying scene in the world, before finally turning into dust and scattering with the wind.
But this was not the end. A remarkably solidified figure of Zheng Xiangbai appeared in the sky – it was his soul, unable to enter reincarnation, but instead bound tightly here by an overbearing force, then shattered inch by inch, never to be reborn.
The disciples of Linjiang Immortal Nunnery were in utter panic, their screams incessant, but no one dared to move.
The Black Robed Man withdrew his hand, his deep gaze sweeping across many faces. The entire venue fell silent instantly, so quiet that even a needle drop could be heard.
However, no matter who the Black Robed Man looked at, even Gu Feiyan or Qin Yuan, he did not reveal the slightest emotion. Whether unwilling or unable, he finally fixed his gaze on Qin Gou.
Still without any emotion, he suddenly bowed slightly and slowly extended his arm towards Qin Gou, like a frail and weak old man, or a decaying machine stiffly executing a pre-programmed action.
At this moment, Qin Gou felt no fear. Looking at the Black Robed Man, he even felt a strange, indescribable emotion, as if facing his own blood brother. Without hesitation, he extended his hand and clasped the Black Robed Man’s tightly.
The moment their two large hands met, Qin Gou’s Faceless Hermit power failed, revealing his true appearance. It was two faces that were almost identical, except one was lively and vibrant, while the other was pale and dim, with some shocking white bone exposed.
“That is!”
“How can the Xuan Master’s appearance be exactly the same as that of the Black Robed Man…” This sudden change left everyone dumbfounded.
Only Tang Simin, Shen Zhen, and the others remained calm.
But Qin Gou, Gu Feiyan, and Qin Yuan, at this moment, saw many scenes that outsiders could not possibly comprehend.
They saw the Black Robed Man’s heart-wrenching roar, like a wounded wild dog.
They saw him secretly observe, yet unwilling to disturb the woman who was already white-haired, getting drunk alone in the woods… They saw him repeat his mistakes, and his own child also met with misfortune. Although he escaped through the mysterious talent of an Innate Special Being, he ultimately disappeared from this world forever.
They understood his pain.
They saw his madness.
They also personally experienced his cruelty.
Carrying immense power, with the bloodline of countless enemies as sacrifice, plus the mad obsession of having long abandoned everything of himself, he finally succeeded.
He transformed himself into a being that resembled a Dharma Image, yet was far more bizarre.
He gambled with his own life, soul, and the power to overturn the Cultivation World, in exchange for what he had always desired.
From a certain moment, regardless of space or distance, as long as Qin Yuan existed in the river of time, and as long as the only treasure left to him by the girl who met with misfortune in her prime existed, when she was threatened, this ghost would pierce through all obstacles, crawl out of hell, and return to the human world.
No one could harm his precious one; it was absolutely forbidden.
Perhaps his strength was not as great as when he was alive, and he had long lost all spiritual intelligence, but that fanatical heart, unwilling to let everything repeat, would never die.
At this moment, the Black Robed Man before Qin Gou’s eyes burned with demonic flames, his entire being disintegrating like ashes, disappearing without a trace, as if returning to the place where a walking corpse rightfully belonged. Yet, Qin Gou, Qin Yuan, and Gu Feiyan seemed to hear his final arrogant words from his life.
“I owe you a lifetime, and I will protect you for ten thousand generations.”
