Chapter 126 First Arrival
Seeing Xiao Ming remain motionless as they charged, the last shred of doubt in the two Soul Transformation guards was replaced by Killing Intent and the disdain of thinking he was "nothing special."
They assumed this pretty boy was using some unknown method to hold on, but in reality, he had long been pinned down by their Soul Transformation Divine Might and was unable to move; it was merely a bluff.
"Die!" the two roared coldly in their hearts simultaneously. With ferocious glares, they unleashed their killing moves without reservation. Flanking from left and right, they transformed into two streaks of light that tore through the air, heading straight for Xiao Ming's vitals!
The surging Spiritual Qi completely locked down the space around Xiao Ming, and it looked as if he was about to be submerged and torn to shreds.
At this critical moment, Xiao Ming, who had been standing still, showed no change in the faint, mocking smile on his face. He merely parted his thin lips slightly and softly uttered two words. The voice was not loud, yet it seemed to carry a strange rhythm that pierced through the roaring, violent Spiritual Qi:
"You Li."
Before the words had even faded—
"Hum!"
An indescribable sense of stagnation, as if space itself had been frozen, suddenly descended!
It was a deep, ethereal, and eerie power. Immediately after, a stunningly beautiful figure appeared without warning half a step in front of Xiao Ming.
She was a woman dressed in ancient, mysterious black palace attire, with dark golden patterns on her skirt hem flowing with a dim luster under the light. Her figure was tall and graceful; standing there quietly, she seemed to be the center of the entire world. Her waist-length silver hair, like flowing moonlight, stirred without wind, every strand shimmering with a cold luster.
Most captivating was her face, peerless and otherworldly. Her skin was a near-transparent cold white, and her features were as exquisite as a painting, yet carried a perfection that was tranquil to the extreme. And those purple eyes, now open, seemed capable of sucking a person's Soul inside, currently swirling with a cold and demonic light.
Her appearance carried not a hint of worldly aura. The attacks of the two Soul Transformation guards, which had been swift as lightning and contained terrifying destructive power, along with their ferocious expressions, suddenly solidified and froze at a distance of just three feet from Xiao Ming's face! Time and space, within this small area, seemed to have been forcibly pressed with a pause button.
The Killing Intent on their faces was instantly replaced by boundless shock and disbelief. Their pupils dilated rapidly, and they tried to struggle, only to find that even their thoughts seemed to have become sluggish. They could only watch helplessly as the short distance between them and their target became an impassable chasm. Their vitality, Spiritual Qi, and even the Origin of their Soul were being silently eroded, stripped away, and devoured at a terrifying speed by the desolate aura emitted by those purple eyes...
In the midst of this eerie silence, Mu Changge, who had just been frantically communicating with the System in his mind to search for life-saving items, suddenly paused because of this sudden, stunningly beautiful figure.
His gaze, as if attracted by the strongest magnet, was glued tightly to You Li. It was a beauty that transcended everything he had previously known—cold, eerily gorgeous, unlike a Mortal, and carrying a temptation interwoven with death and mystery.
Especially those amethyst-like eyes—indifferent, ethereal, yet seemingly containing endless stories and power—instantly struck the most primal part of his heart. Any sense of Mortal danger was shattered at this moment by the impact of this breathtaking beauty. In his eyes, only that beautiful figure interwoven with mysterious black and silver remained. His heart beat wildly against his will, his breathing stalled, and a look of obsession and burning desire even appeared on his face uncontrollably.
"Hmph—" An undisguised, mocking, and playful chuckle broke this eerie silence, acting like a basin of ice water that woke Mu Changge from his brief trance.
Xiao Ming was seen clapping his hands leisurely, as if enjoying the plot twist of a boring play. He slowly stepped forward, his gaze landing on Mu Changge's face, which still bore traces of obsession and shock, and spoke in a frivolous tone:
"Yo, yo, yo, Young Lord Mu, you really are in high spirits! At the moment of life and death, you still have the heart to admire a beauty?"
He walked a few steps to You Li's side. At this moment, the purple light in You Li's eyes flickered slightly, and the bodies of the two solidified Soul Transformation guards, like weathered sand sculptures, silently turned into two wisps of extremely pure black Qi and completely vanished from the world, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.
After finishing all this, the demonic purple light in her eyes slowly faded, returning to that pure yet deep gaze. She tilted her head slightly to look at Xiao Ming, and a look of almost "docile" expectation appeared on her stunningly beautiful face, making her seem like a completely different person from the cold and eerie figure she had just been.
Xiao Ming reached out, his movements natural and even carrying a hint of indulgence, as he ruffled You Li's cool, smooth silver hair.
You Li seemed to enjoy it immensely; her eyelids drooped slightly, her long silver eyelashes trembling gently, like a cat being stroked. The heart-palpitating, ethereal aura around her softened a little.
However, when Xiao Ming's gaze shifted away from You Li and once again fell upon Mu Changge, that softness instantly dissipated, replaced by bottomless darkness and coldness. He withdrew his hand and ordered indifferently:
"Imprison him."
"Yes, Master." You Li's ethereal, pleasant voice rang out without a hint of hesitation.
The next instant, Mu Changge didn't even see how she moved. He only felt a flash of purple before his eyes, and that stunningly beautiful yet dangerous figure was already right in front of him! A terrifying Divine Might, indescribable and far beyond his comprehension, descended upon him, crashing down!
"Urgh!" Mu Changge only managed to let out half a scream before feeling his whole body tighten, as if bound by billions of invisible chains. Not only his Physical Body, but even the surging Spiritual Qi within him, and even his Soul, were completely imprisoned and frozen at this moment!
This Divine Might was so strong, so terrifying, that it was countless times more powerful and dreadful than his father or any of the Old Ancestors in his Family! It was an absolute crushing of his life level, leaving him unable to even raise a thought of resistance; even moving his eyeballs or fluttering his eyelashes became an impossible luxury.
Boundless fear, like a cold tide, instantly submerged him. His previous arrogance, confidence in the System, and obsession with beauty were all crushed to pieces by this tangible shadow of death. He could only widen his eyes in extreme terror, watching that handsome devil, still wearing a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, walk toward him—who was now completely imprisoned like a lamb awaiting slaughter—step by step, unhurriedly.
The footsteps were light, but to Mu Changge's ears, they sounded like the funeral knell of the Grim Reaper.
Xiao Ming walked up to him, stopped, and leaned down slightly. His peerlessly handsome face was clearly reflected in Mu Changge's pupils, which had dilated due to fear. Then, he saw the other party slowly reach out a hand—that bony, slender, and powerful hand—and gently place it on the crown of his head.
Finally, he heard only one word: "Boring!" The palm was ice-cold.
The next moment—
"No—!!!"
Mu Changge's Soul was screaming silently. An irresistible, overwhelmingly tyrannical devouring force erupted from that palm, as if a black hole connecting to endless nothingness had been carved inside his body!
He felt his hard-cultivated, pure Spiritual Qi, his vigorous and surging life force, his tough and solid Soul Origin... and even everything of his existence, like a burst dam, uncontrollably and frantically surging toward that palm, being ruthlessly plundered and devoured!
And in the deepest depths of that pain and despair, where he was being frantically torn apart and stripped away, the thing he feared most happened—that cold, mechanical voice that was bound to his Soul and brought him infinite hope and ambition emitted a sharp, distorted noise, as if it were suffering from severe interference. Immediately after, he felt something more essential, something closely linked to his fate, also emit a groan of being unable to bear the burden, as it was being forcibly "pried" out from the depths of his Soul!
It was the System! It was his greatest reliance, the proof of him being a "Child of Fortune," and everything he had was being stripped away!
Boundless darkness, accompanied by a sense of complete emptiness, swallowed his final consciousness like a tide. Mu Changge's pupils completely lost their luster.