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"Miss, it is your duty to eliminate the demons. Moreover, their grievances were already understood when that woman died; even if there are injustices, they have nothing to do with you," the deceased said calmly.
"Hahaha, I thought you were all good people, but it seems you are just like the rest. Well then, since that's the case, you can accompany that wicked person to death!" The female ghost charged forward with a fierce expression.
"Purgatory Fire—" Sha stood in front.
How could this be?! The female ghost showed no reaction at all!
"Ah, my apologies, but from now on, your little tricks won't work on the three of you. My demon energy as Lord Kurozawa is not something you can resist," Kurozawa chuckled. "Though she is not as strong as I am, the Soul Energy within her has been transformed."
Damn it! Kurozawa has summoned a demon just like himself!
"Step back."
I am not afraid of Kurozawa; why should I care about this little ghost? I only worry that she will find it difficult to reincarnate, which would mean sacrificing her soul to the Demon Lord.
"Pure Sound Armor—Defense."
Even though her demon energy was abundant, it could not compare to divine artifacts; she could only claw at the defenses of Pure Sound without breaking through.
"I'll ask you one more time: do you know your crimes?" I asked sternly.
"Die! Just die!" The female ghost did not listen at all.
"Is it worth it to sacrifice your countless lifetimes just to drag a heartless lover down to hell? Do you know that this act will prevent you from ever being reborn?" No matter how crazed the female ghost became, I continued to advise her coldly.
“Divine Being What does that Evil Spirit matter?! Hurry up and kill her, let her never be reborn, just die already!” The man behind me continuously spat out fierce curses.
The female ghost trembled with anger, wishing she could immediately tear me apart and rush over.
“Look, is it worth it?” I said with a smile.
The female ghost stomped her feet in frustration, her long nails digging into her palms... she was quite furious.
“What rebirth or not, if I must first resolve my hatred, I will not let the heartless one off easily,” Kurozawa said coolly, sighing as he spoke.
“Kurozawa, if you keep this up, you will definitely end up in ashes,” I shouted loudly as I noticed the female ghost wavering a bit due to Kurozawa's interference.
Kurozawa was taken aback; after I spoke, I was also stunned... those words were indeed too harsh. I had only blurted them out in a moment of anxiety without meaning it.
Kurozawa's expression grew darker, “Forgiving others is harming yourself. If you do not kill him, no matter where you exist in the three realms, you will always be under his control.”
“Go ahead, I will lend you a hand! Corpse Demon, come out—” Kurozawa shouted loudly.
“How dare you summon that poison? Do you think you've lived too long?!” I exclaimed in shock.
Kurozawa's face immediately paled; even though he tried hard to hide it, he couldn't appear as relaxed as before.
“Don't worry about me; think about how to deal with them instead,” Kurozawa said coldly.
This time there weren't many Corpse Demons, and there was no Undead King, just a total of fifteen.
Shi, Dong, and Sha also looked quite grim; after suffering such a huge loss last time, they were somewhat resistant.
"Tong, you are responsible for keeping that man safe," I said coldly.
As soon as I finished speaking, a scream erupted, and the man was lifted high into the air by Tong's serpentine tail, shouting loudly.
"Tong, make him shut up." What a useless man.
With a gentle flick of his tail, Tong silenced him with a soft thud, and the sound completely vanished.
I was startled and turned my head. Did Tong just slam him against a tree?!
"He's not dead," Tong said stiffly.
I breathed a sigh of relief; if he had been hit again, he might have passed out.
"What did you do to him?" the female ghost exclaimed.
"Don't worry, he's just unconscious. But if he were to die, wouldn't that be exactly what you want?" I replied with a smile.
Sigh... she still cares after all; they were once married.
"Stop wasting time and kill you first," the female ghost commanded.
If the Ten Thousand Demon Formation could kill me, it might be possible in the game, but tonight with just these few Little Sprites, it probably wouldn't work.
"Snow Dance, go—"
Fifteen Corpse Demons were instantly frozen in place.
"Kurozawa, I think you should go back and rest your injuries. Those little brats today are just too weak," I said.
"Xi Meng, don't celebrate too early."
"Hey, do you want revenge?" Kurozawa asked.
"...I do," the female ghost hesitated for a moment before regaining her firm tone.
"Then good, I want your soul to be completely sacrificed to me!"
The woman froze, unsure of how to respond.
"If you don't want to completely leave the Three Realms, then back off," I said to the female ghost.
"It's too late, too late! Give me your soul!" Kurozawa shouted as he charged from a distance, but the voice coming from his mouth was not his!
"What is going on?!" I exclaimed in shock!
"I'm afraid the parasite isn't nourished enough for Kurozawa; that Old Monster still needs to devour a large number of souls to completely break free from the parasite," Shi said.
"Break free? What will happen to Kurozawa if he does?!"
"What else? He will inevitably be completely consumed," Shi sneered.
"…"
"Miss, why do you need to be soft-hearted towards someone like this?"
“Phantom Destruction, go—” I struck fiercely, blocking in front of the female ghost.
Kurozawa forcefully took the hit, showing no reaction at all. It seemed he was under control now.
“Leave first,” I said to the female ghost. The urgent matter was to deal with that Old Monster.
The female ghost instantly ran to the side of the male figure without disappearing, glancing at him from time to time.
“Little Doll comes to die?! Good, I'll grant you that!”
“Let’s see if you have the ability!”
“Watch me devour you—” Suddenly, Kurozawa's mouth grew enormous, resembling a black hole, continuously sucking in air.
The smaller trees around were uprooted, along with various small objects that were instantly drawn into Kurozawa's mouth.
The suction grew stronger. Beside me, Deathbringer shouted, “Hold steady, don’t get sucked in!”
“Don’t move! I’ll handle this!” I yelled.
That’s right, if this dragged on, all the residents around would be sucked in, endangering many lives!
“Pure Sound—fly.”
Wobbling in mid-air, I tried to fly forward while controlling myself to avoid being sucked in. My body felt like a kite with a broken string, flailing chaotically in the strong wind, completely unable to control itself.
“Miss—” The voice from the ground had not yet reached my ears before it was scattered away.
Damn it, how am I supposed to make a move? What if I hurt Kurozawa... If possible, I really don't want to fight Kurozawa again.
"Ah!" A loud shout echoed as a shadow suddenly darted past me, heading straight for Kurozawa's mouth.
It's that female ghost!
I relaxed my body and lunged forward, grabbing her!
This is bad; we're almost at Kurozawa's mouth. There's no time to think, or we'll both be done for!
"Break, Rift Sky Seal—"
The howling wind swept away the heavy rain, and my voice echoed through the chaotic night—I struck with all my might at Kurozawa's abdomen...
The wind stopped.
I pulled the female ghost down to the ground and collapsed, utterly exhausted.
"Miss." The three of them rushed over, having already released that man.
"I'm fine." I raised my hand lightly to signal.
"...Kurozawa." I called softly, looking at the unmoving shadow before me.
"What a useless fool!" It was the voice of the Demon Lord, cursing before falling silent.
"Cough, cough—" Kurozawa slowly stood up from the ground, suppressing some kind of pain, and looked at me saying, "Today you got lucky."
After saying that, she vanished.
The black petal on the ghost slowly floated up, detaching from her body.
"Master, please take me to hell," the ghost suddenly knelt beside me.
I picked up the petal, lightly pinched it, and it turned to dust in my hand.
...
The man and woman in the painting must be that couple; they looked very young, around twenty.
They struggled together, scavenging for scraps on the streets.
The girl guarded the plain-looking boy with the most beautiful youth as her gift.
As they grew older, time passed just right, and life began to prosper, yet the warmth of their early days was nowhere to be found.
The man started to swagger into brothels, surrounded by women, indulging in food and entertainment everywhere.
He thought he was still young and carefree, while his wife aged and lost her beauty. Little did he realize he had long since lost his former charm and had become worldly and ugly.
A broken family, a wife whose heart had died...
"My dear, that woman is so old; why do you want her?" the young woman pouted charmingly.
"Alas, if it weren't for the divorce where we would split the assets, I would have kicked her out long ago."
"Then—let's think of a way."
A conspiracy quietly arose indoors, leaving only a pair of eyes outside that saw everything, filled with heartache.
It turned out she knew everything; she just held onto a glimmer of hope.
On the highway, her car sped wildly. If this is truly what you want, then I will fulfill it for you, the woman closed her eyes.
"Ring ring ring—" It was the phone.
The woman slowed down as she saw the number on the screen.
"Hello, Mom—" It was the voice of a boy in his teens.
"Son, what happened?!" The woman panicked upon hearing the cries on the other end.
"I—I’ve been kidnapped!"
The woman was startled and immediately pulled over.
Then she realized how coincidental it was; this was their act, forcing her to leave, even going so far as to deceive her son for the performance!
"Woman, bring me ten million, or I will take your son's life!" A voice came from the phone.
"Hah, dream on!" The woman scoffed.
"Don't you care about your son's life?!" The other party threatened.
A painful scream came from the phone, shouting, "Help—Mom—"
The woman trembled, a chill running through her.
"If you don't come, I'll send back one of his hands in an hour."
"Don't, don't! I'm going to get him right now!"
The woman softened; she couldn't gamble with her son's safety.
She ran wildly, pressing the accelerator to the floor, frantically dialing the phone.
"Hello, where's my son?!" she shouted as soon as the call connected.
"…"
"Speak up!"
"I was tricked… our son has been kidnapped." The man's voice was filled with despair.
Could this really be happening?! The woman's eyes turned red with urgency!
"Honey, I'm sorry."
…
"Bang!"
"Wife? Wife?"
"Beep beep beep beep beep—"
In a major car accident, the woman was blown to pieces.
...
"My dear, we finally tricked that old woman!" the young woman laughed charmingly.
But the man couldn't bring himself to smile. He had caused his wife's death and deceived his son, who was still in the hospital receiving mental treatment and had already lost his sanity.
"Smile for me. I can give you another child," the woman continued to laugh.
"…That's right, I need to forget them, forget everything!"
In fact, the dead woman was standing nearby, glaring at them fiercely...
Woman, why go through this?
...
Stepping out of the scene, I sighed and said, "I know your past, but I still cannot help you remain in the human world."
"Yes, I was foolish before," the female ghost said sincerely.
"I will send you away. If I have time, I will visit your child in the hospital."
The female ghost was taken aback and immediately bowed, saying, "Thank you, my lord."
"Respected God of Hell, the one hundredth generation Dream Soul Master Xi Meng is here to fulfill his duty and send the Faceless Ghost to hell. The night is singing, the moon is dancing, all things are no longer silent, light covers the darkness, and dawn is approaching. Gates of Hell, open."
Go now; rebirth is the best choice.
"Miss, what about that man?"
Suddenly, a tree beside them moved and struck the man's legs.
"Ah!" With a loud scream, the man fainted again.
"I didn't see anything," I shrugged and said, "Erase his memory. Let's go back."
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