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The Uncorrupted Bones clearly intended to undergo a sacrificial transformation, as only this could suppress this group of Evil Spirits!
For a millennium, the Uncorrupted Bones could not contend with such endless Evil Spirits. It could only temporarily numb them. In that fleeting moment, I vaguely understood; it aimed to use its entire life force to buy us time, completely isolating these tens of thousands of Vengeful Spirits and Evil Spirits outside. Once the Nine-Tiered Corpse Tower fell, these Vengeful Spirits would naturally be released.
The number of Evil Spirits here was simply overwhelming.
Sacrificial transformation is a term from Taoism; "transformation" refers to liberating oneself from worldly troubles, while "sacrificial" pertains to weapons. Thus, sacrificial transformation means achieving liberation through weaponry. Whether killed in battle or through suicide, anyone who dies by a weapon can be seen as having undergone sacrificial transformation in the eyes of Taoist disciples.
However, this is the narrowest definition of sacrificial transformation! At a crucial turning point in its life, it must burn itself like a dying star, creating an explosion powerful enough to shock the world!
That final moment of brilliance was astonishingly bright. Suddenly, its frail body appeared immensely grand in our eyes. Every movement it made carried symbolic significance.
It was going to undergo sacrificial transformation...
In our line of work, sacrificial transformation also has another meaning: it refers to something imbued with Daoist Practice dispersing its Eerie Energy and Soul Shattering, thus never entering Reincarnation, severing ties with three lifetimes and becoming mere dust in the mundane world!
This is our sacrificial transformation!
Without a doubt, the Uncorrupted Bones belonged to the second category; it was now dispersing its Eerie Energy. That suddenly blinding red light was like a return of light—a release of Eerie Energy! In that instant, I felt the entire world exhale in silence. Bald Qiang, Big Mouth Lee, Zhengyang, and Dong Tong all fell silent.
"Don't! Why go through this? You have already repaid your debt a thousand years ago!" Dong Tong shook his head!
"Hehe! Take care! The old servant departs..."
The red light emitted a dazzling brilliance; a halo began to form, and then it exploded violently. Yet at that moment, it was strangely quiet, as if nothing had happened. The Uncorrupted Bones and Armored Demon seemed to be severed by countless fine threads—inch by inch, strand by strand—transforming into red light like the curtain call in a movie; even the cockroaches on the ground vanished without a trace.
"My hometown in my dreams, the old servant has returned! I no longer have to exist in this limbo! Hahahaha..." accompanied by the Uncorrupted Bones' piercing and sorrowful laughter!
It was laughter that sounded more like weeping... each word pierced into the heart.
The remaining cockroaches gradually wilted; some particularly defiant ones still resisted stubbornly. But these posed no threat to us—Charge, slash, Charge, slash... Ultimately, all the cockroaches turned to dust and smoke, disappearing without a trace...
With the final roar of the Uncorrupted Bones, the sky erupted like fireworks as countless red lights surged forth!
However, I found myself unexpectedly unlucky as a beam of red light pierced my brow and surged into my body. A tumultuous wave crashed within me, igniting a furnace inside, and I was unable to resist. In an instant, my vision faded to black, and I lost consciousness.
In that brief moment of unconsciousness, I seemed to enter an endless black space. The instant felt fleeting, and in a blink, a shadow flashed by. In that moment, I regained my senses.
After several bouts of fainting in such a short time, it could be said that there were no ancestors before me, but there would be successors after me—namely, myself! From this moment on, ghosts in my mind were not entirely evil beings. The Uncorrupted Bones had fulfilled us and themselves. Once a person dies and becomes a ghost with Daoist Practice, they will endlessly endure solitude and loneliness, facing societal rejection and becoming the target of countless hunts. He had disintegrated; henceforth, he no longer existed in this world!
Or perhaps the Uncorrupted Bones provided an opportunity for his master!
We remained behind, sighing repeatedly... The parting of life and death had never felt so sorrowful. Let’s go! My mission now carried a sense of purpose; I could no longer give up easily.
Along with us vanished the group of specters; it was unclear whether they had perished or fled! In any case, we would not be disturbed by ghosts for now. Next, we would face the true king—regardless of success or failure, we would confront it.
Step by step, we climbed the stairs heavily. After what felt like an eternity, we passed through an archway and entered the top level of the tower. Dong Tong remained cold and expressionless throughout the journey. It seemed that upon entering the icy Passageway, she emerged as a different person. Although she had been cold before, there was still warmth in her demeanor. Now she appeared wooden and unresponsive. In this blood-soaked scene, she showed not a flicker of emotion.
The top level felt much smaller—about two hundred square feet. My watch suddenly stopped; I lost all sense of time. The tower walls were coated with white plaster, and the floor was covered with a carpet resembling blood. In the center stood a massive coffin—ordinary in appearance with nothing particularly noteworthy about it. However, before the doorway sat an enormous chair turned away from us. Through the gaps in the chair, I could vaguely see a figure with its back to us!
“Are you afraid?” A gentle voice echoed from somewhere unknown. I was certain Zhengyang and the others did not hear it. I thought to myself, “What do I have to fear? Since I've decided to come here and have witnessed so many strange Dirty Things, what is there to be afraid of?”
If this had been two months ago, I would have been terrified to death. Not even those higher-level Evil Spirits; even encountering a mere one-segment Shadow Specter would have scared me to wet myself. But from that very moment onward, I knew I could no longer afford to be afraid. A true warrior dares to face the bleakness of life and confronts the bloodshed head-on!
Whoosh!
A chilling wind swept in from an unknown direction. As it passed by, it lifted the cloak draped over that figure in the chair along with a strand of golden hair that danced in the air. The wind swirled around the courtyard before inexplicably vanishing...
The figure remained still; however, an invisible pressure made it hard for me to breathe!
This silent yet powerful scene sent chills down our spines—could this being be the Undead worshipped by the Nine-Tiered Corpse Tower? The terror exceeded our imagination; experiencing such Eerie Energy and Killing Intent was something I had never encountered before—it was beyond words!
“Damn! We’ve really come to the right place!”
“ Big Mouth Lee, what’s wrong?”
“This isn’t just arriving at Yama’s hall; there’s only one way out—death!”
“Peh! Brother Li, no wonder you have such a big mouth! After all we've been through, are we really just here to die? Isn't eliminating the Nine-Tiered Corpse Tower our shared dream? And that kid was led astray by you; are you really going to give up halfway? I, Qiang, will be the first to disagree!”
“ Qiang!” Zhengyang said coldly, his gaze terrifying. He interrupted Bald Qiang's words, and Bald Qiang fell silent, realizing he had misspoken.
At that moment, Dong Tong suddenly burst into tears, her sobs unrestrained. A glow unique to girls appeared on her stern face as she ran towards the chair, seemingly excited and completely ignoring our presence. “Uncle! I'm here…”
“Oh!” A deep yet somewhat melancholic male voice suddenly echoed in the empty hall, sending chills down our spines.
Dong Tong confidently approached the chair and lay down on it. A large hand gently stroked her head without uttering a word. Dong Tong cried even more freely, like a child.
“Has that kid arrived?” The voice suddenly spoke. Dong Tong nodded repeatedly and pointed at me. In an instant, my impression of the world shattered completely. A ghost could sacrifice itself for us, yet a living person could betray a whole group of teammates. I felt dizzy; it was as if I had gone blind!
“What’s going on? You lured us here; what do you want?” I couldn’t help but ask. Even if I were to die, I wanted to understand what was happening. It would be too absurd to die without clarity.
He pointed to one side. We looked up and saw seven or eight Foreigners hanging from the wall. Big Mouth Lee exclaimed, “Hey? Isn’t that the Foreigner I beat up in the oasis?” Upon closer inspection, they were all dead!
“They deserve it; if it weren’t for the troubles in Central Plains back then, how could I have let Stein succeed?” The hand pressed down slightly, as if trying to put an end to the conversation.
“Please take a seat!” The hand gestured around, and several simple chairs flew in from the corners of the room. They were plain and unadorned. Since we were invited to sit, we might as well do so!
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