16: A glance forever

“Quick, close it! Close it!” Sun Liang’s expression changed drastically as he hurriedly called out to the staff.

“It’s closed, but it’s no use!”

“Damn it!!!”

The staff’s internal alarm bells also rang loudly!

Although the Wu Dynasty’s historical fault line didn’t have a high combat power level, once it leaked, it would definitely be a catastrophe for those of them with low-end combat power!

“Damn it!” Sun Liang cursed under his breath, but his body leaped down, and with a wave of his hand, a huge scimitar appeared in his grasp.

“Meng, you and the others should evacuate immediately. Let me deal with any dangers inside first!”

“Let’s go together.” Meng Yun, silent and ethereal, floated along behind Sun Liang.

Sun Liang looked at him deeply, and seeing Meng Yun’s calm, fearless expression, a look of exhilaration appeared on his face:

“Good, then Meng, let’s go together and investigate!”

A flash of white mist instantly swallowed the two of them.

Inside the Wu Dynasty’s historical fault line.

“Oh my…” Sun Liang carried his great saber, his face filled with shock.

The two were currently in an boundless desert.

In this space, the sky had turned pitch black, and countless blood-red chains crisscrossed the sky, as if they had firmly locked down the entire world.

The entire world was like a prison of hell.

“Is this the Wu Dynasty?” Sun Liang clicked his tongue in wonder: “It’s truly despair-inducing…”

“Is this the Wu Dynasty after I left?” Meng Yun murmured, losing his voice.

Then what exactly… did he save?

He saved nothing.

Including her, Wu Yinyao.

His arrival and departure merely gave this world a brief moment of respite.

That was all.

Thinking of that graceful figure, dying alone in this despairing world, Meng Yun felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Sun Liang didn’t notice Meng Yun’s abnormality, and the two continued forward, one after the other.

The further they walked, the more monster carcasses appeared along the way. Wolf heads, lion bodies, eagle faces, fox tails…

Dismembered limbs piled up into mountains. Filth and stench, blood and chaos, intertwined.

Regardless of their race, all were now slain here.

And what was even more bizarre was that their methods of death were all identical—

Killed by a single spear piercing through their brow.

“Tsk tsk, fast, accurate, and ruthless. I wonder how much hatred this senior held for monsters…” Sun Liang sighed.

He didn’t know, but Meng Yun did.

By this point, Meng Yun was almost certain that the so-called Wu Dynasty historical fault line was the true scene he experienced in his Simulator!

After he left, this world still inevitably headed towards its sunset!

Meng Yun found it hard to explain his current mood. His expression was complex, he said nothing, and stepped forward.

A sudden change occurred.

A foul stench cut through the sky. From the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, several monster corpses mysteriously regenerated. They attracted countless pieces of flesh, haphazardly piling and intertwining to form an indescribable, grotesque composite body.

Presumably, the anomaly at the entrance of the Truth Gate just now was related to them!

“Time to work…” Sun Liang raised his great saber and, with a powerful swing, struck out.

“Chaotic Gale Cleaver!!” He roared, and a green saber aura erupted from his body, cutting all the grotesqueries in a straight line in front of him into two halves.

“Vulnerable…” Sun Liang put away his great saber, revealing a proud smile:

“Meng, leave the fighting to me. You’ve just awakened, so your main focus should be accumulating experience, like this…”

As he confidently turned to lecture Meng Yun, the severed grotesque monster corpses had silently reassembled.

“Careful!”

Meng Yun quickly pulled him aside and conjured a formation disk with his right hand:

“Die!”

The formation disk expanded rapidly against the wind, sweeping forward until it reached the edge of their vision.

Along the way, all monster bones and corpses were obliterated, leaving not even dust.

Sun Liang: “…”

It seemed the one lacking in combat skills should be himself?

He had lived half his life, yet returned a rookie!

Sun Liang honestly asked himself, he had already paid immense attention to Meng Yun, but now it seemed he had still underestimated him!

Even Qian Fei and his elder brother Qian Lai, the one known as the strongest below the Nascent Soul stage, might not be as formidable as Meng Yun!

Hiss~~

Above the Golden Core stage, there was only the Nascent Soul stage!

A Nascent Soul cultivator under twenty years old…

Meng Yun looked at Sun Liang, who also looked back at him with an awkward expression.

The two looked at each other in silence, then turned their heads away again.

“Hahahahahahaha…”

They burst into laughter almost simultaneously.

After the laughter, Meng Yun’s heart grew heavy again.

Such a world was definitely not the outcome he desired.

There must still be a way to reverse all of this.

If the Peak Innate stage was still not enough…

Then this time, when he went back, he would directly advance to Earth Immortal!

Amidst various thoughts, he and Sun Liang stepped forward again.

Until a certain moment, a chasm lay before them.

Below the chasm was endless darkness. But the end point of all the red chains converged here.

“Perhaps, this is the source of the so-called demon seeds…” Sun Liang looked down, lost in thought.

When you gaze into the abyss,

The abyss also gazes into you.

…

Through the images projected by the demon seed’s eyeball, Wu Yinyao saw everything she wanted to see.

She saw Meng Yun sneaking into the kitchen alone in the dead of night, wolfing down raw meat;

She also saw Meng Yun’s desperate helplessness as he tried to vomit after realizing what he had done, but nothing came out;

She even saw Meng Yun frantically hiding the flesh when she broke into his home that day…

Heh…

It turned out, Meng Yun had never disliked her.

Meng Yun had never fallen in love with someone else, nor had his affections shifted.

Meng Yun just didn’t want her to see, didn’t want Wu Yinyao to know about this monstrous appearance!

Wu Yinyao finally understood everything.

From beginning to end, the one who was willful and unreasonable was only herself.

The one who was always immersed in love couldn’t feel the existence of love.

Regret was useless now.

Sins accumulated, impossible to repay in a lifetime.

“What did you see?” The demon seed’s voice echoed in Wu Yinyao’s ear.

“I saw something that will kill you.”

Wu Yinyao’s eyes were icy cold, and a silver spear ruthlessly thrust into the abyss.

“Hee hee hee, hee hee hee!”

“How can a mortal body contend with a god! You don’t know your place!” The demon seed laughed, and countless red threads materialized from nothingness, coiling around the silver spear.

“A god? You don’t deserve it!”

If the existence that took Meng Yun’s life called itself a god, then today, even if it was a god, she would slay it for him to see!

Countless pure energies transferred to the spear tip, Wu Yinyao’s killing intent was chilling, and the red threads binding her shattered inch by inch.

“You won’t shed tears until you see your coffin!” The demon seed grinned ferociously, mobilizing red threads from ten thousand miles around, all of them blasting towards Wu Yinyao.

“Crack crack…”

The secret technique that Meng Yun had poured his life into imbuing actually shattered in response.

Earth Immortal!

It had already advanced to Earth Immortal!

Wu Yinyao’s eyes were dazed, her slender body instantly pierced by thousands of red threads, blood gushing out.

Even if one reached the Innate stage, even if blessed by heaven and earth, a human was still a human, and an immortal was still an immortal.

Like an ant trying to shake a tree, or a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

“Well, emotionally rich essence blood tastes better…”

“…”

Wu Yinyao could no longer utter a single word.

In a trance, she seemed to see Meng Yun, walking towards her with a worried expression.

He was enveloped in light, wearing strange-looking clothes, his hair short, but not ugly, instead possessing a unique charm.

Wu Yinyao couldn’t help but gaze at him, mesmerized.

She opened her arms and took two light, swaying steps forward. If Meng Yun saw her in such a comical state, he would surely find it amusing.

Blood extended forward, paving her joyous wedding path.

Wu Yinyao used her last strength to activate the Qimen Dunjia that Meng Yun had taught her.

Divination.

Today is auspicious.

No taboos.

Husband… Yinyao is coming.

Hold me, this time no one is allowed to let go.

…

Meng Yun stood before the chasm, gently embraced by the wind.

A slender strand of hair, for some unknown reason, floated down onto Meng Yun’s head, mischievously intertwining with his short hair.

Tying the knot.

He suddenly felt an immense sadness.

He pulled out a few strands of his own hair, tightly intertwined them with that strand of dark hair, and then solemnly placed them into his pocket.