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Surrounded by the ravenous Undead, it felt like a pack of wolves, lacking significant offensive power but capable of wearing you down with their persistence.
"Moon Demon Arrow, Inferno of the Blazing Abyss," Silver Moon commanded with a frown while sitting in one spot.
The crackling sounds indeed burned away quite a few Undead, but they quickly began to regenerate. Fortunately, the Undead could still distinguish between strong and weak opponents; they only attacked occasionally, and Silver Moon still had some Soul Power left.
However, this was not a sustainable solution; Silver Moon's Soul Power would eventually run out. The only hope now was to gamble on the old man's feelings toward Silver Moon.
Even if he had no particular feelings, Silver Moon was his only successor, so he shouldn't just let her be devoured by the Undead. If something truly dangerous happened to her here, how could I possibly encounter him again in the future?
It would be fine. With that thought, I sighed in relief and felt less tense than before.
Silver Moon made no other movements; she simply sat there quietly, lost in her thoughts.
Suddenly, Silver Moon cried out in pain, her body convulsing as if it might explode at any moment. The surrounding Undead seemed to sense something and gathered even more closely, yet strangely, none dared to approach.
"Moon, what's wrong?!" I wanted to help Silver Moon up but found it impossible. All I could do was shout helplessly; what should I do? I couldn't reach her!
"Ah—!" Silver Moon screamed piercingly, again and again.
I could only keep moving around her, unable to grasp even a wisp of air!
No! No! No! This must be a lie; Silver Moon was doing just fine. This was merely an illusion— it had to be!
I forced myself not to listen or look, turning away and clenching my trembling hands tightly while repeatedly hypnotizing myself.
...
But it still didn't work.
"I give up; tell me how to save you!" I lowered myself, trying to reach out and touch her.
The Silver Moon had been restless for a long time but was gradually calming down. However, for him at this moment, this was definitely not a good sign.
The Undead were closing in, almost right on top of him.
Let's give it a try!
"Fusion Technique, Water, Water Shield!"
There was no other choice. With a glimmer of hope, I launched my attack.
It worked! It actually worked! I managed to block the Undead.
Without thinking too much about why, I protected the Silver Moon and continuously attacked the approaching Undead.
"Fire, Fire Tongue!"
...
No, this won't do. Sooner or later, my Soul Power would be exhausted.
Then there's only one option—
"Ten Thousand Low to Mid-Level Undead Beasts Formation, Gate of Dawn! Dawn Gate!"
This formation was different from the one I used before. Each formation consumed different amounts of Nether Energy and had varying levels of power, categorized into low-level, mid-level, and high-level formations.
Yapu Teacher once told me that with my current strength, I should try to avoid using Underworld Beasts as much as possible. Otherwise, if a strong opponent discovered it, it would be a self-destructive act. At that time, I only half understood and promised him I would heed his advice. Later on, even when using Underworld Beasts, I never employed any high-level formations; this way, the fluctuations in Nether Energy wouldn't be too significant and wouldn't easily attract attention. It was only later that I realized why Yapu Teacher had stressed this so much—these Underworld Beasts were truly destructive beings that far surpassed the Undead. Of course, this realization came only after I began to grow stronger.
The Dawn Gate formation I was using now was indeed of mid to high level. If I were outside, it would undoubtedly attract the attention of many powerful beings. But now that I was in Dream City, although there was no guarantee of remaining undetected, I really had no choice.
Among the eighteen dazzling Lords in Dream City, the Dawn Gate emitted a unique radiance that instantly illuminated all areas where the Undead were present.
The reason the Undead were terrifying was that they existed in darkness for so long without any life force; they were the darkest products of the three realms. No living being would dare approach them due to the deathly aura they exuded. It was as if their very nature marked them as nearly invincible against any foe.
However, the beings of the Three Realms are indeed relatively fair. The activities of the Undead are quite limited; they can only survive here. In simple terms, they die in the light. But no one would be bored enough to eliminate the Undead, so if they don't come here, the Undead aren't really that frightening.
The light emitted by the Dawn Gate is enough to illuminate the entire Lord's Hall, leaving the Undead with nowhere to escape, and they almost instantly vanish. I know they are just hiding. At least, for now, there is no danger from Silver Moon.
Silver Moon lies on the ground, and his expression is not as painful as before; he looks like he is peacefully asleep, making me unable to resist wanting to stroke his sleeping face.
Sigh, my hand still passes through. Moon, where are you...
"Xi Meng, you're back," White Soul wakes me up.
Did I just leave that place? What about Silver Moon? What if those Undead appear again?
Thinking about this, I hurriedly get up and say, "No, White Soul, I have to go back. Moon is in danger."
White Soul shakes his head, looking somewhat helpless. "It's fine, Xi Meng. Even if there was danger, it was something that happened to Silver Moon in the past; nothing will happen now."
I sigh. "Sorry, I'm a bit confused right now."
I intended to relax but noticed the old man sitting at the highest point—Silver Moon's father.
"Why treat him this way?" I suddenly feel alert.
Having seen everything that happened, I apologize but cannot remain polite towards this old man, even though he is the king of the Demon Clan.
"Xi Meng, don't speak like that," White Soul pulls at my arm.
I do not respond and just stare intently at the old man.
"Do you know Yama Queen?" To my surprise, the old man asks this first.
"Yes."
"Did she give you the Underworld Beast?"
"Does he know about the Underworld Beast?"
"This is bad; the noise just now was indeed quite loud!"
"You don't have to hide it from me; I'm not your enemy," the old man said.
I was somewhat confused about whether to trust him, but thinking of how he treated Silver Moon made me feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Xi Meng, the king is not a bad person. He has always been helping us, and—" White Soul stopped abruptly, leaving something unsaid.
"And I have long since died," the old man continued without concern.
Died? What does that mean?
"It was Siyimo, my beloved sister." The old man's voice carried some emotion, losing its earlier assertiveness.
"If she is your sister, why would she hurt you?"
"No, she is no longer Siyimo; she is a demon," the old man replied.
I didn't understand what he was talking about, but he didn't want to elaborate further on this matter.
"Then why do you treat Silver Moon this way?"
"What is wrong with what I am doing? If it weren't for this, how could he survive in the underworld? Humanity here is far more complicated than you think."
"I don't understand; I only know that you are his father."
"Heh, you are still too young. Given my position back then, I was destined not to be a good father. The only way to protect him was to make him strong, by any means necessary."
"Aren't you afraid of hurting his feelings?"
"Hurt feelings? Is that more important than his life? You must understand that being soft-hearted cannot help you survive here."
Again, that phrase: be strong! It was the last request from Yapu Teacher before his death. But how exactly can I harden my heart?!
"Alright, since you are the chosen successor of Yama Queen, I'll let you pass this test."
"What? I'm not her successor."
"I thought you were weak, but now it seems you have potential. Sigh, let's go, hurry up." The old man waved his hand impatiently.
"But I—"
"Xi Meng, no need to explain, let's go." White Soul shook his head and pulled me away.
...
"White Soul, what really happened with Silver Moon back then? I want to know." I still couldn't forget that I left Silver Moon behind.
"Heh heh, when you find him, just ask him directly and you'll know."
"Sigh, how do I find him?"
"You can definitely do it. Now, smile a bit." White Soul ruffled my hair randomly. But why did White Soul's smile seem increasingly unnatural? What secret was he hiding from me…
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