Chapter 53: The Collapse of the Hidden World
With a “splat,” the Night Walker let out a piercing scream.
She clutched her chest, struggling and rolling on the ground.
“Why! Why!?”
The Night Walker did not understand why Liu Haoyu, with his eyes open, was not affected by the Ghost’s deceptive eyes.
In response, Liu Haoyu pulled out the embroidered shoe from his pocket.
At this moment, the pair of shoes was emitting a faint blue light.
According to the Black Book, the ability of this pair of shoes was the same as the Night Walker’s, thus it could defend against the Night Walker’s abilities.
However, Qin Liu herself had extremely strong abilities, so she did not need such means.
But for Liu Haoyu, it was very useful.
It was precisely for this reason that he was able to strike the Soul Extinguishing Nail into her heart while the Night Walker was unprepared.
Now that the opponent had lost her ability to resist, Liu Haoyu picked up the embroidered shoe and walked over.
He looked at the Night Walker coldly.
The monster was now looking at him with terrified eyes.
“I was wrong… I was wrong! Don’t kill me! Don’t…”
Liu Haoyu did not understand what it meant to be tender towards women, nor did he understand what mercy was.
He only knew that it was time to send this monster to see God.
Under the Night Walker’s despairing gaze, the embroidered shoe was fiercely slammed against her forehead.
Already heavily injured by the Soul Extinguishing Nail, the Night Walker was dealt another heavy blow by the embroidered shoe. She, who was still struggling, immediately ceased all movement.
She was completely dead, turning into black mist and being devoured by the embroidered shoe.
With the great enemy dead, Liu Haoyu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other side, Liu Jianjun, who had been affected by the Ghost’s deceptive eyes, also woke up.
“Hmm?”
He had not yet grasped the situation and simply said blankly.
“Where is this place?”
“This is the Night God Palace, wake up, stop dreaming.”
Liu Haoyu also picked up the Long-Tongued Ghost from the ground.
“Are you okay?”
The Long-Tongued Ghost patted the dust off himself and said.
“Ah… I’m fine, I’m fine.”
Although the Long-Tongued Ghost had not been of much help, Liu Haoyu was grateful for his effort.
“Cough, cough, cough!” Liu Jianjun also came back to his senses at this moment. He coughed lightly, then said to Liu Haoyu with a bit of emotion, “Kid, you’ve grown up…”
“By the way, Xiao Liuzi, how is that girl Qin Liu?”
Seeing Liu Haoyu, Liu Jianjun immediately asked.
Hearing Liu Jianjun’s words, Liu Haoyu fell silent for a moment.
He remembered Qin Liu’s pale, bloodless face, and her extremely haggard expression.
“Her condition is a bit bad, and she’s currently lying in the ICU… So, I came back here to see if there’s any way.”
Liu Haoyu’s heavy expression made Liu Jianjun’s expression flicker slightly.
“Is that so…”
The middle-aged man sighed.
As someone who had been through it, he naturally remembered his own son’s mother lying in the hospital bed, and he could only feel her body temperature gradually decreasing.
That sense of powerlessness… was indeed very difficult to bear.
Precisely because he understood this feeling, the old father did not hesitate much before standing up and saying to Liu Haoyu.
“Xiao Liuzi, follow me.”
Although he didn’t know what Liu Jianjun was going to do, he still chose to follow.
Due to the continuous battles, the white shadow of the middle-aged man walked so unsteadily, like an aging elder, his figure becoming dimmer and dimmer.
Liu Haoyu looked at Liu Jianjun’s back and couldn’t help but fall silent. He wanted to speak, but he couldn’t.
“Yesterday, I found out where the altar’s switch was.”
“You need to use this altar, and the spiritual energy of the spirit veins gathered on it…”
“Although I don’t know the exact situation with Qin Liu, since this altar is the culprit behind her serious illness, it should be able to salvage something…”
“Cough, cough, cough!!”
Suddenly, Liu Jianjun coughed incessantly. He stabbed his peachwood sword into the ground, stabilizing himself as much as possible.
At this moment, his entire white shadow had faded like a light bulb that had been used for who knows how long, without any radiance.
Suddenly, Liu Jianjun stopped. He pointed to a black box not far away and said.
“The core of the altar is in this position, and it should be activated here.”
As Liu Jianjun spoke, he let out a breath of turbid air, then sat down with a thud.
“Now that the Night Walker is dead, how to study this altar is up to you.”
“Old man…”
Although Liu Jianjun did not explicitly say it, Liu Haoyu knew very well that once the altar was reactivated, the hidden world would definitely disappear.
And when the hidden world disappeared, what would happen… was self-evident.
“Got any cigarettes?”
“Yes.”
Liu Haoyu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over.
Liu Jianjun took one, lit it, took a puff, and then slowly exhaled.
“Hoo~ Smoking is bad for your health, kid, you should really quit.”
“You old chain-smoker have the nerve to tell me?”
“Hahaha! That’s true.”
After Liu Jianjun finished the cigarette, he said to Liu Haoyu.
“What are you standing there for? If you don’t start it, it will be dawn.”
“Okay…”
Liu Haoyu nodded, then placed his hand on the core. Under the guidance of the Black Book, the formation on the altar was reactivated.
The bronze lanterns lit up one by one, casting Liu Jianjun’s weathered face in the light.
His figure was gradually becoming transparent, and even his voice began to sound ethereal, as if coming from a great distance.
“I originally wanted to tell you something…”
Liu Jianjun suddenly spoke.
“When we first met, I was abrupt. The way you look now is indeed somewhat similar to how I looked at your mother back then.”
As he spoke, Liu Jianjun raised his head, wanting to touch Liu Haoyu’s head, but found that his hand could no longer touch anything substantial.
He withdrew his hand with a hint of regret, and the father continued.
“When I left Jiangliu City back then, I remember you were only this big. More than ten years have passed, and you’re now much taller than me…”
At this moment, the altar suddenly vibrated violently, and the flames of the bronze lamps on it turned a deep blue.
The formation had begun to activate, and the spiritual energy overflowing from Ye Shangfeng was being gradually drawn into the altar.
Liu Jianjun’s outline began to blur, like smoke dispersed by the wind. Although he desperately tried to maintain his physical form, the Night Walker was dead, and the hidden world was slowly disappearing. His repeated attempts had all failed.
So he simply faced Liu Haoyu and continued to speak.
“Your father, I, had nothing good in this life…”
“Catch.” Liu Jianjun threw a pair of gold bracelets over: “This is the token of love between your mother and me, and it’s also something passed down from our ancestors.”
The blue light was dimming and then extinguished one by one.
The spiritual energy began to be reabsorbed by the altar, and the hidden world of Ye Shangfeng began to collapse.
“I can see that you really like that girl Qin Liu,” Liu Jianjun’s figure became more and more faint: “Take good care of her, don’t be like your father, regretting a lifetime because of a moment of carelessness…”
After the last lamp was extinguished, Liu Jianjun’s figure completely dissipated.
The hidden world disappeared.
The faint glow of the altar could not dispel the darkness and coldness around.
In the empty cave, only Liu Haoyu stood there in a daze, looking at the gold bracelets in his hand, with a lump in his throat, unable to utter a single word.
