12: The simulation ends, and you die in front of her again

"Meng Yun, you can't win!"

As the Demon Seed's words fell, all the demonized beasts began to slaughter humans without fear of death.

"Death Gate, open!"

Meng Yun pushed out a palm, and the Bagua Array almost covered an area of ten li, instantly annihilating countless demonized beasts, leaving none alive.

But he couldn't kill them all.

"Meng Yun, I'm going to kill you, kill you!!!"

Meng Yun ignored its words and took another step, appearing several li away.

He appeared outside the Prince Consort's residence.

At this moment, Wu Yinyao was already covered in wounds, her long sword broken into pieces.

Around her, human and demonic beast corpses lay everywhere, piled up like small mountains.

Blood flowed profusely, dyeing her big red wedding dress even redder and more vibrant.

As a Houtian mid-stage cultivator, her astonishing battle achievements were a testament to her exceptional talent.

But Heaven, apparently, would not give her another chance to grow.

The Qimen Dunjia secret art covering her was already incredibly dim.

Another round of attacks, and it would no longer protect her.

But Wu Yinyao didn't feel afraid.

After being abandoned by Meng Yun, her soul had become an empty shell.

She didn't know what kind of feelings she held for Meng Yun now.

Hatred, of course, was there; she hated him for abandoning her.

What else was left?

She didn't understand, didn't comprehend; every day she lived was torment.

Dying didn't seem so terrifying.

"Jie jie jie!"

"Little girl, I'll definitely let you have a good taste of a demonic beast!"

Among the many demonic beasts, that wolf-headed Demon General, holding a saber, charged forward first.

"Die!" She held her broken sword, looking at the endless demonic beasts charging towards her, facing death as if going home.

Alas, she ultimately couldn't see him one last time...

As Wu Yinyao thought this, an astonishing array disc suddenly lit up before her eyes, then fiercely suppressed everything below.

No matter how many, no matter their strength, all were completely crushed beneath the array disc, leaving not even dust.

A monster covered in blood-red scales, indistinguishable from human or ghost, slowly walked step by step from opposite Wu Yinyao.

His body was stained with blood, his appearance ferocious, like a demon from hell.

They met, but couldn't recognize each other.

"Monster, monster, get lost!"

The Crown Prince, emerging from who knew where, wielded a sword and haphazardly slashed at the monster.

He slashed at his former Crown Prince's attendant, Meng Yun.

Meng Yun was expressionless; to be precise, he could no longer make any expressions.

With a gentle flick, the Crown Prince flew back ten meters, which was already the result of Meng Yun's utmost control.

"Meng... Yun?"

Wu Yinyao's eyes flashed with shock and incomprehension.

Even if no one else in this world recognized Meng Yun, Wu Yinyao could still see him at a glance.

Why?

Why did he come?

Didn't he already grow tired of her, hate her?

"Meng Yun... run! You're no match!"

"So many Xiantian!"

"Please, just go! I beg you—!"

But no matter how much hatred she harbored, it was all filled with worry and fear at this moment.

In a daze, Wu Yinyao realized that Meng Yun's current state was very wrong.

If this continued, he would soon...

The thought of that outcome made her heart ache so much she couldn't breathe.

But Meng Yun continued to walk slowly, and the overwhelming demonic beasts surged again; he faced them alone.

Gradually, some Xiantian Demon Generals noticed the anomaly and revealed their true forms from behind the red line; there were seven of them!

"Guys, there's a big fish here, let's kill him first!"

"This is the Meng Yun that God spoke of, kill him!"

The Demon Generals chattered, and after exchanging glances, they abandoned Wu Yinyao and charged towards Meng Yun.

"Meng Yun!!!" Hot tears streamed from Wu Yinyao's eyes.

Even if Wu Yinyao was dull, she now understood that Meng Yun had transformed into this state and come to this place, all to save her!

Wu Yinyao tried her best to fight alongside him, but she couldn't.

A broken sword, just like her fragmented body at this moment, was like a candle in the wind, with no more potential to be squeezed out.

She could only watch helplessly as that red monster, as Meng Yun who had abandoned her, stood tall and protected her from behind.

In front of him were seven Demon Generals and tens of thousands of demonic beasts.

"Meng Yun! Meng Yun, don't mind me, please!"

"I beg you..."

"We're already not related!!!"

Wu Yinyao's eyes were tearing, but that red figure remained silent, conjuring array disc phantoms out of thin air, suppressing and killing all invading enemies.

Above and below, Meng Yun was invincible.

Whether it was a quarter of an hour or half an hour.

Invincible, was invincible!

Demonic whispers intertwined in his ears: "Meng Yun, Meng Yun! Die for me!!!!!!"

The eyes of the seven Demon Generals suddenly turned blood red, as if they had lost their minds and become puppets of the Demon Seed.

Though seven, they took the same steps and unleashed the same moves. A crimson aura, like a mountain collapse and a tsunami, poured towards Meng Yun.

Boom!!!

In the monstrous explosion, the seven Demon General figures flew backward, retreating several li away.

When the smoke cleared, Meng Yun still stood in his original spot.

"Meng Yun... don't mind me..."

"I'm just an unlikable person...

We, we no longer have an engagement!"

Wu Yinyao was already in tears.

She hated herself.

Meng Yun must have known long ago that he would become like this, right?

From when he asked his Imperial Father to annul the engagement?

Or when he desperately disgraced himself to drive her away?

Or when he taught her Qimen Dunjia, or even... when he killed Martial Universe Qiankun?

She hated herself.

Why didn't she realize sooner, why couldn't she share his pain!

Meng Yun was always that Meng Yun, in her dreams, in reality, as the one with innate divine strength, as the one with unparalleled wisdom, he was still the same!

At this moment, Meng Yun had almost no consciousness, relying solely on his last shred of will to support himself in battle.

His body was already covered in fragments, becoming a fragile porcelain that would shatter at a touch.

The red line conveyed the message of the end.

Those seven Demon Generals had not completely died.

And Meng Yun was no longer able to fight.

He looked towards Wu Yinyao, who was stunned and weeping profusely.

There was no other way.

This was the final outcome.

Meng Yun slowly raised his hand, and the vast, pure energy within his body was poured entirely into the Calculating Heaven and Deducing Earth secret art.

Powerful energy comparable to a Xiantian peak cultivator continuously flowed out of his body like this.

It also simultaneously drained Meng Yun's life and soul.

He struggled to raise his hand again, covering Wu Yinyao with the secret art.

For such a simple action, the price was Meng Yun's entire arm turning to ashes and dissipating.

Thus, no one below an Earth Immortal could harm her in the slightest.

And Wu Yinyao, with this power, could slowly comprehend and break through the limitations of the Demon Seed, stepping into Xiantian and directly reaching the peak.

Thus, he could finally leave with peace of mind.

His body lost its life support, Meng Yun looked at Wu Yinyao one last time, then instantly vanished into thin air.

"Husband... Husband—!!!"

Warm, pure energy enveloped Wu Yinyao, but she only felt cold all over.

The most important person had already left.

Just like in that dream, he died before her eyes again.

[Simulation ended]

[Evaluating simulation level...]