Chapter 1001: Yield (2/2)
Even that had been enough to consolidate its superior position. There wasn’t much in the realm of heaven and earth, the chaos, Hongmeng, or the yet unnamed fourth realm that could harm it, but along came this human freak!
Unrelenting, Quietus slashed again and again into the bridge while Lu Yun looked coldly at it. He no longer had the feeling that he was gazing upon a more sophisticated organism, but that he was contemplating something on the same level as him, or even lower!
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“How is this possible?!” The little girl in a red dress looked dumbly from where she stood. At a complete loss for what to do now, she stared at the two mammoth figures battling in the distance.
“There’s nothing impossible about it.” Qing Yu sighed with relief and sat down crosslegged on the ground, looking at her man with pride and joy.
“Weirdos, you’re all weirdos!” grumbled the little girl as she summoned the protectively hovering pennant back into her hand.
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“Don’t kill me”! A human face suddenly appeared on the bridge. “Don’t kill me, I know you’re the master of the human dao hell. I was once part of it and I am willing to yield to you. Don’t kill me!”
Fear had truly crept in by now. Though the sword was just a connate chaos treasure and couldn’t harm it, the strange attacks and hellfire could somehow pierce through its body and crash against its spirit.
The bridge would die after its spirit scattered. Or rather, it would return to its origins as an unliving fragment of human dao hell.
Lu Yun viciously stabbed his sword into the void when he heard this and looked at the face on the bridge.
“I know you can change into different lifeform. Return to a normal one instead of a zombie,” he commanded coolly.
The bridge had turned into a zombie for self defense. Whether it was the corpsewater or corpseflies, or the ghostface maggots within its body that had yet to be released, they were all tools for defense.
There were actually countless numbers of incomparably strong entities in this seemingly empty fourth realm.
“I—” The bridge looked at the black radiance shimmering over Lu Yun’s body. It clenched its teeth and whisked away the few remaining flies, stirring ghostface maggots, and corpsewater. A beam of jade-like splendor flashed over it.
It could clearly sense the killing intent from the new master of human hell. If it dared disobey, then its painstakingly nurtured spirit would be swiftly exterminated. Others might not be able to harm its spirit, but that ancient bronze book certainly had the power too.
Lu Yun swiftly shrank smaller as well, returning to his normal size. The familiar immortal force and six paths of his nascent spirit retook control over his body. The Bridge of Forgetfulness also diminished from a titanic bridge into a regular stone one.
1. The three realms here are not the newly introduced third and fourth realm, and this is why I contemplated using “plane” for the third and fourth realm. Too many concepts are being expressed with this singular character. The three realms here are the typical realms found in xianxia of demon, human, and heaven.