Chapter 30

How did these two manage that! the War God shouted.

Translation: "How did these two guys manage that!" the War God shouted.

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The formation before them had been completely destroyed; because it was a soul state, nothing had happened yet. After a huge boom, the soul let out a miserable cry: "Ah!" The soul thought: looks like today I'll be scattered body and soul, but that's also a kind of release. Thinking this, a smile appeared on the soul's face.

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"The formation before them had been completely destroyed; because it was a soul state, nothing had happened yet. After a huge boom, the soul let out a miserable cry: 'Ah!' The soul thought: Looks like today I'll be scattered body and soul, but that's also a kind of release. Thinking this, a smile appeared on the soul's face."

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"How could it end like this? Then it's not you!" a voice appeared. Only a red sword flew by, stabbing at the giant's body, with a crack, the arm fell off, and the soul thus escaped its fate of being absorbed. "Hmm!" Chen Hao made a sound, saying, "This really does have the look of an ancient war god; now I'm starting to believe this is Chiyou." "Enough talk, let's get started!" Feng Yan shouted. He threw a red longsword at Chen Hao, then drew his Black Sword, charging at the huge figure, raising the Black Sword and slashing. Feng Yan struck the ankle of the voice, letting out a thud; his right hand went numb, feeling his arm tingle.

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"How could it end like this? Then it's not you!" A voice appeared; only a red sword was seen flying over, stabbing at the giant's body, with a crack, the arm fell off, and the soul thus escaped the fate of being absorbed. "Hn!" Chen Hao made a sound, saying, "This really does have the image of an ancient war god; now I somewhat believe this is Chiyou." "Enough talk, let's get started!" Feng Yan shouted. As he spoke, he threw a red longsword at Chen Hao, then drew the Black Sword, ran toward the huge figure, raised the Black Sword and chopped; Feng Yan struck the voice's ankle, emitting a thud, Feng Yan's right hand hurt, he felt his arm go numb.

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"How could that be?" Feng Yan wondered, doubtful. At that moment, the giant kicked Feng Yan straight up into the air; he slammed into the cavern's stone ceiling with a huge boom, then fell to the ground. Feng Yan felt a sharp pain in his chest, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, and was already completely unable to get up.

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"How could that be?" Feng Yan wondered; at that moment the giant kicked him straight away; Feng Yan was dazed, and was kicked up into the air, smashing into the stone wall of the cave ceiling with a huge boom, then fell to the ground; Feng Yan felt a sharp pain in his chest, spitting mouthfuls of blood, he was completely unable to get up.

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With a roar, a huge boom echoed through the cavern. Chen Hao saw Feng Yan had been kicked away; he gripped his sword with his right hand, becoming alert. He patiently observed the giant before him, trying to find a weakness. After a standoff, he finally noticed: although the body was made of steel, there was a tiny crack below the right arm. Chen Hao wondered, "Can this thing even have dry, cracked skin?" Unlikely. He then leapt onto the massive figure; for a moment, the giant could do nothing against Chen Hao, who maneuvered it as he pleased. Chen Hao found the crack, looked at it, and heard the huge body let out a roar before collapsing to the ground with a huge boom.

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With a roar, a huge boom echoed through the entire cave; Chen Hao saw Feng Yan had been kicked away; he gripped his sword with his right hand, began to be alert, patiently observing the giant before him, trying to find its weakness; after a standoff, he finally discovered that although the body was of steel, there was a small crack below the right arm; Chen Hao wondered inwardly: Could this thing still have dry, cracked skin? Unlikely. He then leapt onto the body; the huge figure, for a moment, could do nothing against Chen Hao, left to his maneuvers; then Chen Hao found the crack, looked at it, and heard the huge body let out a roar, collapsing to the ground with a huge boom.

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Feng Yan leaned on his Black Sword with difficulty and managed to stand. "Cough." He spat out a mouthful of blood, then trudged toward Chen Hao. His body was at its limit; this adventurer's frame, facing a mythic physique, remained extremely fragile.

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Feng Yan leaned on the Black Sword with difficulty and stood up. "Cough." He spat a mouthful of blood, then trudged toward Chen Hao; his body was at its limit—this adventurer's physique, encountering a mythic physique, was still extremely fragile.

Chen Hao jumped down from the body, and Feng Yan asked, "How is it?"

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Chen Hao jumped down from the body; Feng Yan asked, "How is it?"

"Although it's fallen, there's still breath." Chen Hao replied to Feng Yan's question, weary.

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"Although it's fallen, there's still breath." Chen Hao replied to Feng Yan's question, wearily.

Chen Hao's injuries were also serious; his body had suffered heavy damage, and he too had reached his limit of movement. He sat on the ground, slowly regulating his breath and gradually healing his wounds. "One good thing about this game is that even after getting hurt, you're still not too bad." Chen Hao said with a smile.

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Chen Hao's injuries were not minor either; his body had also suffered heavy wounds, and he too had reached the limit of movement. Chen Hao sat on the ground, slowly adjusting his breath, slowly healing his injuries. "One good thing about this game is that after being injured, it's still pretty decent." Chen Hao said with a smile.

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Feng Yan had no time for anything else; he sheathed his Black Sword, took back his red longsword from Chen Hao, gathered his strength, and the blade's glow grew brighter. "Then! Disappear from my sight!" he shouted. "Ya!" A slash of red sword energy swept forward; the figure before him struggled, blood began to seep out, then flowed more and more, the flesh started to separate into several pieces.

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Feng Yan couldn't worry about that anymore; he sheathed the Black Sword, then took back his red longsword from Chen Hao; Feng Yan gathered his strength, and the blade's glow grew brighter. "Then! Disappear from my sight!" Feng Yan shouted, "Ya!" A slash of red sword qi swept forward; the figure before him struggled, slowly blood began to flow, then more and more, the flesh started to separate into pieces.

"Ugh, a bit bloody." Chen Hao said, "But if we grill it, it should taste good."

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"Uh, a bit bloody." Chen Hao said, "But it looks like it'd taste good braised."

"Although you escaped quickly and arrived just in time!" the soul said, "But it's a shame about this flesh."

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"Although you guys escaped quickly and arrived just in time!" the soul said, "But it's a shame about my mortal body."

As the words fell, the cavern ceiling began to collapse, rocks raining down. "Run!" Feng Yan shouted. The two were about to flee when the destroyed formation emitted red dots of light, which slowly turned into red lines that connected into a picture. The picture depicted their entry into the Lilliputian Kingdom and the mistaken killing of the madman, the stone monument Feng Yan had erected for him, and the verses on it. Then the light shifted again, becoming a basic schematic of the cavern's interior.

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As the words fell, the cave ceiling began to collapse, rocks raining down; "Run!" Feng Yan shouted. The two were about to flee when the destroyed formation emitted red dots of light, which gradually turned into red lines, forming a picture. The picture depicted their entering the Lilliputian Kingdom, the mistaken killing of the madman, the stone monument Feng Yan erected for him, and the poem on it. Then the light shifted again, becoming a basic structural diagram of the cave interior.

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Then a strange voice came: "How are you, War God Chiyou? Is your gift still okay? Once the supreme war god of the world? You were a fearsome presence a thousand years ago; look at you now—tut, tut, tut, truly a tiger fallen to the plains, bullied by dogs—how interesting."

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Then a strange voice came: "How are you, War God Chiyou? Is your gift still okay? Former supreme war god? You were a fearsome presence a thousand years ago; look at you now, tsk tsk, truly a tiger fallen to flat ground, bullied by dogs—how interesting."

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As the words fell, a formation activated, completely different from the previous one; if the last was a seal, then this one must be for control. Then another formation began to activate, the ground shook violently; Feng Yan and the others could feel themselves descending—not that they were falling, but the whole cave was descending, like an elevator in reality, except this device cannot be manually controlled.

After a huge boom, it finally stopped. Feng Yan recovered somewhat and went out to check the situation outside.

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After a huge boom, it finally stopped; Feng Yan recovered somewhat and went out to check the outside situation.

Ahead lay a low-lying stretch of land piled with various corpses, all still in combat poses. "What is this? What's going on?" Feng Yan muttered to himself. "Hey, Feng Yan, what did you find?" Chen Hao shouted at him. Just as Feng Yan was about to answer, the ground trembled again; sensing danger, he summoned his last strength and stumbled back to Chen Hao's side.

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Ahead was a low-lying stretch of land piled with various corpses, all still in combat poses. "What is this? What's going on?" Feng Yan muttered doubtfully to himself. "Hey! Feng Yan, what did you find?" Chen Hao shouted at him. Feng Yan was about to answer when the ground trembled again; sensing trouble, he summoned his last strength and stumbled back to Chen Hao's side.

Feng Yan exerted all his strength, lying on the ground panting. The soul contemplated the corpses and said, "Is this my old battlefield? It's been a long time, I recall this was the final battle. I gave my last ounce of strength; their soldiers surrounded me. That person wielded a golden longsword, one side engraved with mountains, rivers, plants, the other side with farming methods. He didn't kill me; he captured me, put a shackle on me, then beheaded me, separating head from body. Now I see my body; I guess once my soul is freed, it won't linger much longer."

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Feng Yan exerted all his strength, lying on the ground panting; the soul contemplated the corpses before him and said thoughtfully: "Is this my former battlefield? It's been a long time; I recall this was the final battle. At that time I exerted my last strength; their soldiers surrounded me; that person wielded a golden longsword, one side engraved with mountains, rivers, flora, the other side with farming methods; he didn't kill me, instead he took me down, put a shackle on me, then beheaded me, separating head and body. Now I see my body; I guess after my soul is liberated, it won't last much longer either."

Above, the king and princess with their entourage waited, watching the blood maple forest slowly sink and disappear into the earth. Wang You looked at the scene, deeply worried, and pleaded to the king: "Please send people to search; it's already been a day and night."

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Above, the king, princess, and their entourage waited, watching the blood maple forest slowly sink, gradually descending into the earth; Wang You looked at the scene, very worried, she pleaded to the king: "Please send people to search; it's already been a day and night."

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The king stood there for a day and night, his eyes red and swollen, the princess and prince likewise. Gazing at the blood maple forest gradually sinking, he said slowly: "This is their trial; it belongs to adventurers. We cannot help, or rather, what lies there is not something we can contend with—the ancient war god."

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The king stood there all day and night, his eyes red and swollen; the princess and prince beside him were likewise; the king gazed at the slowly sinking blood maple forest and said slowly: "This is their trial; it's the affair of adventurers; we cannot help, or rather, what's down there is not something we can deal with—the ancient War God."

Boom, thunder rolled from the sky, then a white lightning bolt struck toward the blood maple forest, though the forest seemed unharmed at least in the king's eyes. Inside, Feng Yan had regained some strength; though still wounded, he could move without major hindrance.

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Boom—rumble, thunder came from the sky, then a white lightning bolt struck straight toward the blood maple forest; however the forest suffered no damage, at least as the king saw it. Inside, Feng Yan had regained some strength; though still wounded, he could move without major hindrance.

Then they saw a white lightning bolt strike where Feng Yan had just been; both stared, eyes wide, Feng Yan unable to speak. Chen Hao looked at the charred corpses before him and said to Feng Yan, "Are you saying I'm lucky? Or that I'm unlucky?"

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Then they saw a white lightning bolt strike directly where Feng Yan had just been; Feng Yan and Chen Hao stared dumbfounded, eyes wide; Feng Yan could hardly speak; Chen Hao looked at the charred corpses before him and said to Feng Yan, "Are you saying I'm lucky? Or unlucky?"

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Meanwhile, the charred corpses began to move, slowly walking toward a spot, raising their hands high, then gradually those "corpses" started to destroy their own bodies, oozing sticky black blood.

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At the same time, the charred corpses slowly began to move, they walked slowly toward a spot, then stretched out their hands, raised them high, and gradually those "corpses" started to destroy their own bodies, oozing sticky black blood.

"How disgusting!" Feng Yan bent over, wanting to vomit.

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"How disgusting!" Feng Yan bent over, wanting to vomit.

Chen Hao looked at Feng Yan, patted his back, and said, "I told you before—the blood is black, precious petroleum; you didn't believe me, but now you know, right?"

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Chen Hao looked at Feng Yan's expression, patted his back and said, "I told you before, the blood is black, precious petroleum; you didn't believe me, now you know, right?"

The blood from the corpses dripped onto the ground, pooling and flowing slowly. "Look over there—these disgusting things seem to be heading to the same place!" Chen Hao shouted. Following his gaze, Feng Yan saw the black blood flowing to where he had walked, forming a strange pattern that looked eerie and exuded a sinister aura. As the pattern filled with more blood, the entire blood maple forest slowly changed color, turning from its initial crimson leaves to black.

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The blood of the "corpses" dripped gradually onto the ground, gathering more and more, beginning to flow slowly. "Look over there—these disgusting things seem to be flowing toward the same place!" Chen Hao shouted loudly; Feng Yan followed Chen Hao's gaze and saw the black blood flowing to where he had walked, forming a peculiar pattern that looked extremely eerie, exuding a sinister aura; then the pattern was infused with the slowly flowing blood, and the whole blood maple forest began to change color, turning from its initial crimson leaves to black.

"How could this be!" the soul cried out, "All these years, just to refine my body with this formation?"

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"How could this be!" the soul shouted, "After all these years, was it just to refine my body with this formation?"

"Not bad, you guessed right. From the start, when someone reported to the Yellow Emperor, they mentioned whether to kill you. But the Yellow Emperor's heart was merciful; he could never bring himself to strike you down. So he placed a spell on the shackles, making your head and body separate, using the shackles to control your flesh, putting your skull elsewhere, linking them with a magical channel. After a while, you could see your own form—the once fearsome mythic entity, War God Chiyou—quite a remarkable discovery." The voice answered the soul, full of pride.

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"Not bad, you guessed right; from the start, when someone reported to the Yellow Emperor, they had mentioned whether to kill you, but the Yellow Emperor's heart was merciful, so he could never bring himself to kill you; having no choice, he placed the spell on the shackle, letting your head and body be separated, then later used that shackle to control your mortal body, placing your skull elsewhere, using a magical channel as a link; after a while you could see your own form—the once fearsome mythic entity, War God Chiyou—this is indeed a tremendous discovery!" The voice replied to the soul, its tone full of smugness.

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"War God Chiyou! What a joke—if you just take the war god's flesh like that, then we adventurers are useless!" Feng Yan shouted, gripping his red longsword and charging straight at the formation.

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"War God Chiyou! What a joke—if you just take the War God's mortal body like that, then we adventurers are just trash!" Feng Yan shouted, gripping his red longsword and charging straight at the formation.

"Too bad, it's too late!" the mysterious voice laughed. Then the formation flashed a blinding red light that shot straight up, piercing the cavern ceiling and opening a large hole. The red light scattered with the sunlight, gradually forming a pattern. "That's ancient flesh‑control sorcery? Never mind—let's cut it first!" Feng Yan said, quickening his pace, leaping in one bound to stand before the hole the red light had punched, blocking the sunlight, and slashing a sword energy at the few corpses before him; those corpses were instantly hit, turning into black smoke and vanishing.

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"Too bad—too late!" the mysterious voice laughed; then the formation emitted a blinding red light shooting straight up, piercing the cave ceiling and opening a large hole; the red light scattered with the sunlight, gradually forming a pattern—"That's! Ancient flesh‑control sorcery? Never mind, let's chop it first!" Feng Yan said, quickening his steps, leaping in one bound to the front of the hole the red light had shot out, blocking the sunlight, he swung a sword qi at the few "corpses" before him; those corpses were instantly hit, turning into black smoke and vanishing.

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"Is this it, General?" Chen Hao looked at everything before him, thinking it was all over.

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"Does this count as, general?" Chen Hao looked at everything before him, thinking it was all over.

"We've barely gotten started," the soul remarked.

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"We've barely gotten started—this is just the beginning." the soul said.

As the words faded, the black smoke began to dissipate, the ground trembled slightly, and rocks inside the cavern fell, clattering as they rolled into the abyss. The smoke grew thicker, then coalesced into a huge figure.

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As the words fell, the black smoke began to slowly dissipate; the ground began to tremble slightly, rocks in several places of the cave loosened and fell, making noises as they rolled into the abyss. The smoke grew more abundant, then gradually condensed into a huge figure!

"How is it?" the figure asked, then emitted a pleased sound: "Now let me show you the true secret of this cavern."

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"How is it?" the figure asked, then emitted a pleased sound, "Then let you see the true secret of this cave."

The mysterious voice then chanted: "With your blood I offer my body; with your body I obey my command; I am your lord, you are my servant; obey my lord's command, carry out my orders."

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The mysterious voice then chanted a spell: "With your blood I offer my body; with your body I obey my command; I am your master, you are my servant; obey my lord's command, carry out my will!"

Then beams of light shot up to the sky and returned to the ground; the cavern began to change, the center sinking gradually to reveal a large hole, while the surroundings slowly split apart. From above it looked like a massive shackle. As the outside land sank further, it revealed its true nature: below lay nothing but corpses, mostly tangled together in a melee.

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At that moment, beams of light shot straight up into the sky, then returned to the ground; inside the cave, changes began to slowly occur—the middle sank gradually, revealing a large hole; the surroundings began to drift apart, looking from above like a huge shackle. As the outside land sank, it then gradually revealed its true form: below lay nothing but corpses, mostly tangled together in a melee.

"What on earth is this? What difficulty level is this dungeon?" Feng Yan said helplessly, having regained some strength but still unable to keep from speaking out at the sight.

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"What on earth is this? What difficulty level is this dungeon?" Feng Yan said helplessly; he had recovered some strength, but facing the situation he couldn't help but speak out.

"It seems the things here really aren't easy to take," Chen Hao echoed Feng Yan's words.

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"It seems the things here really aren't easy to take." Chen Hao echoed Feng Yan's words.

"Thud, thud, thud," the ground rang with heavy footsteps. The two looked up to see a three‑headed, six‑armed figure with wings on its back and eight legs below, wielding an axe, a halberd, and a spear—surely Chiyou. Seeing the pair and the weak spirit, he sneered: "You're nothing but trapped beasts struggling—well, not exactly; even trapped beasts are worth a look from outsiders. In other words, you're just ants in my palm; I can crush you anytime."

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"Boom boom boom," the ground thundered with huge footsteps; the two stared—before them stood a three‑headed, six‑armed figure with wings on its back and eight legs below, wielding an axe, a halberd, and a spear; undoubtedly this was Chiyou. Seeing the two and the weak soul, he sneered: "Looks like you're just a cornered beast struggling, huh, no—not a beast; a beast is still worth putting on display for outsiders, so you're nothing but ants in my palm—I can crush you anytime."

The massive figure approached; Chen Hao struggled to rise, Feng Yan likewise stood, tossing his red longsword to Chen Hao and drawing his Black Sword, ready for battle.

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The massive figure approached; Chen Hao struggled to rise, Feng Yan likewise stood, tossed his red longsword to Chen Hao, drew his Black Sword, and readied for battle.

"Is this the treasure of the Giant Kingdom? Chiyou's sword? It's nice, but I've got something better here!" The giant made no sound; Feng Yan and Chen Hao turned toward the source of the voice and saw a figure appear—the scholar of the Lilliputian Kingdom.

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"Is this the treasure of Ju Ren Guo? Chiyou's personal sword? It's a fine thing, but I've got something more fun here!" The huge figure made no sound; Feng Yan and Chen Hao looked toward the source of the voice, where a figure appeared—none other than a scholar of the Lilliputian Kingdom!

Feng Yan and Chen Hao stared wide‑eyed at the scene, momentarily panicking. The soul

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Feng Yan and Chen Hao widened their eyes, taking in the scene, and instantly panicked. The soul laughed and said: "Who am I? Turns out I'm a fragment of Kuafu's lingering soul; a single sword thrust pierced a Lilliputian Kingdom scholar—what a joke, hahaha!"

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"But I didn't die; after that general killed me back then, my soul went straight into my sleeve arrow—that is, the bow‑crossbow you giants remade. I wondered how your crude weaponry could surpass such arrows; now I understand: after the War God died, his people wandered, eventually finding the Kuafu tribe, and because our builds were similar, the two groups began to intermingle, reproduce, and now there's no longer any distinction between us." The Lilliputian scholar said.

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"You're not in a soul state either?" Chiyou's soul said.

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"So, come guess what my chant just now was for?" the scholar laughed, eyes gleaming with petty triumph; Feng Yan and Chen Hao couldn't take it, wanting to rush over and give him a beating, no matter what.

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The scholar's soul gradually turned into a wisp of white smoke, drifting straight into Chiyou's—Chiyou's fleshly body before them; the body's eyes flashed, emitting a red light that made one's blood run cold, then it swung its axe at Feng Yan's head.

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With a clang, Feng Yan gripped his sword with both hands, barely blocking the attack; he gritted his teeth as the huge figure kept pressing down, legs continually bending; he felt he could barely hold on, already half‑kneeling; then he heard a creak, and out of the corner of his eye saw the ground beginning to crack, the fissure widening; he felt the crack might at any moment become a gaping maw.

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"Then this strike will send you on your way, adventurer Feng Yan!" As the words fell, the other hand swung a spear straight at Feng Yan's head; Feng Yan watched the spear plummet, thinking: Looks like the game is over.

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"How could it be—game over just like that?" Chen Hao shouted, leaping onto the figure; the scholar panicked for a moment, releasing his hold on Feng Yan; Feng Yan saw the opening, shoved aside the axe blocking his Black Sword, then dove beneath the giant's torso and thrust a sword at its lower body, striking a leg and drawing black blood. The scholar began to flail, trying to grab Chen Hao on his body, tossing weapons aside as they played a cat‑and‑mouse game.

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Feng Yan watched from below, trying to find a weak point but finding none; he shouted to Chen Hao, "Chop his head!"

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"Got it, I'll chop his head!" he said, dodging the six grasping hands while waiting for an opening, then he swung straight at the central skull. "So this is the start!" Chen Hao said, somewhat pleased. The red sword met the skull with a metallic clang, a ring rang out, shaking Chen Hao's arm numb—"What! How could—" Chen Hao hadn't finished before a hand seized him.

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"This is your beginning, but also your end!" the scholar said with a sinister tone, "Then please go see Hell's scenery for me."

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"Is this all we can do? I'm not resigned." Chen Hao said helplessly.

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"No!" Feng Yan shouted, "If you have power, longsword, please unleash it all!"

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"Ya, is this really my sword's true form? As a mortal, you're quite impressive." The soul remarked from the side, intrigued.

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"How could this be? I—" the scholar, inside Chiyou's body, saw the axe‑wielding arm chopped off, it fell with a patter, and thick red blood spurted out with a puff.

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Meanwhile Feng Yan gripped his Black Sword, his body shrouded in black aura, looking like a demon come to the world; his hair shifted from black with a golden tint to pure white, his eyes turned red, his left hand extended, and the red sword flew back into his grasp.

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"Losing reason to gain power—but this power isn't yours to begin with; forcing it won't last long." The soul expressed some worry.

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The huge figure winced in pain, set Chen Hao down; Feng Yan gripped both swords, his twin red eyes fixed on the figure before him.

"You, actually!" The scholar flew into a rage, charging straight at Feng Yan and attacking him with the halberd and spear in his hands.

Be careful! Carrying things is extremely dangerous! Chen Hao shouted.

At that moment, the arm holding the halberd and spear was almost about to slash Feng Yan's face; in the meantime, Feng Yan gave a faint smile, revealing a tiger tooth for a moment, then moved directly behind that figure, and then slashed with the Black Sword straight at that back, the back immediately appearing a huge wound, puh, the blood spurted out like a fountain.

"Beautiful, using power that doesn't belong to you, and yet you still thought to destroy an important part of the body—what a bold and cunning fellow." The soul couldn't help but praise.

Only to see that the body suffered injury again; the scholar was obviously furious. He activated a mechanism, a half-open stone wall slowly fell, revealing its true interior. "After being remodeled in the Giant Kingdom, things have become more lethal." The scholar said, then leapt forward, preparing to take the crossbow before him.

Seeing the scholar manipulating Chiyou's body, Feng Yan gripped his swords with both hands, slowly gathering sword qi; two swords simultaneously emitted different lights—one red, the other a black longsword. After a moment, a black-red sword qi directly struck the giant's body from behind, letting out a huge roar.

Boom— the body collapsed straight to the ground; Feng Yan chased after, preparing to deliver the final blow. At that moment, a piercing arrow whistled past, directly penetrating Feng Yan's heart; Feng Yan fell into the depths underground. As the arrow struck him, he saw the archer's appearance, and while falling downward, he muttered indistinctly: "Yang Xin!"

Then he took out the Adventurers' Book placed on his person, and with his last strength, he hoarsely said: "Heal all my wounds." Then he directly fell into the depths underground, making a 'dong' sound.

"Feng Yan!" Chen Hao shouted loudly.

"Hahaha, is he dead? This is exactly the result I wanted." Yang Xin laughed, stepping out from the darkness, beside him was Wang Tingwan!

"No wonder, it seems I still miscalculated a step. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind—looks like I've been schemed against." Chen Hao said somewhat helplessly, simultaneously closing his eyes, preparing to welcome the moment the game ends, and at the same time waiting for that piercing arrow to penetrate his chest.

A figure leapt out of the cave in a flash, swinging a sword at Yang Xin's left arm—crack! —the arm was severed, emitting a sound like a skull breaking; at the same time, he grabbed Chen Hao, only to hear a 'dong' as Feng Yan blocked that arrow.

Feng Yan saw Yang Xin's face, his visage twisted with rage as he shouted: "You actually— you shouldn't be dead, should you?"

"Sorry to disappoint you." Feng Yan said while looking at the crossbow in Yang Xin's hand; the crossbow was white, with a skull at the tip of the prod, clearly made from human bone.

Yang Xin took out the Adventurers' Book behind him, smiling: "Goodbye!"

"Oh no, that guy's leaving!" Feng Yan sensed something wrong, about to give chase, only to see Yang Xin make a black hole like Chen Hao had done earlier, diving straight in; then the black hole slowly shrank and vanished.

Chen Hao asked Feng Yan: "He ran away?"

"Yeah, he ran. Let's go up." After responding to Chen Hao, Feng Yan hoisted Chen Hao onto his back, preparing to ascend.

"My physical form has been destroyed; it seems I can disappear now." The soul said, "Thank you, you two adventurers, I am freed."

"Wait a moment!" Feng Yan said, "Can you help me?"

"What?" the soul replied, full of doubt.

"As you can see, I cannot suppress the berserk power within this sword; therefore, please teach me!" Feng Yan pleaded.

Upon hearing this, the soul felt a bit lost, saying: "My physical body has completely rotted away; there's nothing to be done."

"Who says there isn't!" Feng Yan shouted, then pointed to his wrist, indicating the red longsword should cut his wrist, and chanted the incantation: "With my blood I offer your body; with your body I offer my soul; with my vessel I form your body!"

Only to see the red longsword gradually turn into a wisp of red smoke, slowly entering the Black Sword; the Black Sword slowly changed from black to red.

"Have you decided? Doing this might prevent you from completing your own mission." The soul said while slowly entering the sword's blade. "Hmm, I understand, but I feel you will surely be of great use later!" Feng Yan replied, then jumped straight onto the ground.

Seeing the two approach, the king and princess and their entourage's eyes lit up; everyone hurried over to them, at which point Feng Yan could no longer hold back and collapsed straight to the ground.

"What's with them?" Wang You asked the king.

"It must have been a fierce battle; they fought desperately to reach the demon, the entire Giant Kingdom will regard these two adventurers as heroes!" After saying that, the king ordered the guards to lift them directly to the doctor for treatment.

On the other side, Yang Xin had managed to save his life; he returned once more to the Lilliputian Kingdom, standing before the stone tablet Feng Yan had erected for the madman, he shouted angrily: "Damn it. I clearly shot him in the heart, why isn't he dead?" After saying that, he took out the Adventurers' Book and reattached his severed arm.

"Next time, I will definitely kill him." Wang Tingwan whispered.

Zhang Xiaobo arrived at the gate of Li State, looking at the wall made of piled gold before him, his eyes widened.

Chen Hao and Feng Yan woke up, finding themselves back at the inn; Wang You was slumped asleep before his bed. Feng Yan smiled, gazing at Wang You's sleeping face, he slowly rose, trying not to make a sound, then opened the window—outside it was already dusk.

Feng Yan watched his body gradually turn translucent; this time he was reluctant to leave, looking at Wang You, he thought: "If only I could stay here forever." Then he slowly faded away.

The sky gradually brightened, and Feng Yan opened his eyes.