Chapter 145: The Miss Ting Yun Whose Certain Part Is Incredibly Flexible

"I thought you had some lofty arguments, but they're just the old clichés of pursuing power and no longer being human."

Fu Xuan coldly retorted: "The ancestors of the Celestial Vessel fought alongside the Imperial Bow, destroyed the foundation trees, established the Ten Kings' Office to determine life and death, precisely to live again in the guise of humanity."

"Immortals? There are no immortals aboard the Celestial Vessel. All those abundant miracles, all that manipulation of life and death—your deeds are nothing but the conduct of monsters!"

Fu Xuan's words did not stir much in Dan Shu's heart; instead he sneered with disgust: "When we're not on the same wavelength, even half a sentence is too much. Lord Tai Bu, you have made a choice, abandoning power... that is the most foolish choice."

As he said so, Dan Shu swept his staff forward, and abundant spawn sprouted from the soil, taking the shape of wolves, some black, some white.

These spawn can also split themselves; after a howl, they divide into two, becoming two independent combat forces.

Unfortunately, it's of no use; Wa Er Te waved his staff, and Black Hole instantly crushed the newly born spawn into debris, leaving only a pile of ash and dust.

Dan Shu himself was struck by Xing Yi's staff, his scalp tingling, and even standing was a struggle.

"Why... why is it like this..." Dan Shu stared in disbelief at his still-wounded body, the injuries not healing as quickly as expected: "When the foundation trees descend, they bring an immortal celestial body—"

"The one who bestowed the star core upon us... so you say..." Dan Shu's tone gradually turned hysterical, the despair after hope was shattered, "Huanlong... the Medicine King's secret transmission has been accomplished..."

"Lord of Extinction should also fulfill the promise... now! Right now!"

"Lord of Extinction?" Filien looked puzzled at the empty sea near the Dan Ding, where there were only the train crew and cloud riders, nothing else. Who was Dan Shu speaking to?

"I recall the Lord of Extinction being the envoy under the Destroyer Nanuuk, right?" Xiu Ta Er Ke recalled, "Shouldn't such a big figure appear accompanied by countless antimatter legions?"

Xiu Ta Er Ke remembered one of the Seven Collapse Sages under the Demon King, A Wu La; when she appeared she came with a massive army, a sense of oppression he would never forget. Fortunately Fu Li Lian was there, and that battle turned out to be thrilling but safe.

"No one ever said an envoy would arrive with an army, right?" Fu Li Lian said lightly, "Besides, that envoy lady has already arrived."

"Huh? Where?" Xiu Ta Er Ke squinted.

Fu Li Lian pointed to the center of the light screen, the fox-kin girl whose smile at the corners of her mouth was barely contained: "Her."

"Tsk tsk, why force me to act personally? This goes against my 'Destruction' aesthetic... pawn."

Ting Yun gave a gentle smile, feigned a sigh of worry: "Ah, never mind, it seems that to fracture the Celestial Vessel from within, we'll have to use another method..."

Ting Yun slowly walked past Xing Yi, hands clasped behind her back, looking like an innocent curious girl, but her words sent a chill: "Alas, what a pity. I wanted to observe a bit longer..."

San Yue Qi was about to say something, but Xing Yi blocked her. Beside them, Fu Xuan and Wa Er Te watched her warily.

Her gaze swept over the demon-shadow body before her, her ruby lips parting with a captivating smile that made one shiver even in such a setting.

On her pure white forearm, a jade bracelet swayed gently as she raised her arm; her slender fingers slid up the demon-shadow body's armor to the faceplate, then gave a light push—

A flame that sprang from nothing erupted, quickly boiling and burning the demon-shadow body, accompanied by their hoarse wails, and Ting Yun's voice suddenly changed.

She slowly glanced behind, her index finger lightly resting on her chin, her mouth still curved in that alluring smile.

"Since you have received the bounty's blessing..."

"You should be able to endure... the Destruction... blessing."

Before the words finished, a crisp "Kak!" of bone snapping rang out, and Ting Yun's entire head twisted backward at a 180-degree angle, contorting into an extremely twisted pose as she stared at the crowd!

"Waaahhh—!!"

Pa Wa was so frightened that she spat the rice from her mouth onto Dian Ci's face.

"What are you doing, Pa Wa... shouting is one thing, but don't waste food." Dian Ci deftly wiped his face, his vision clearing just in time to see Ting Yun's grim, twisted grin on the light screen.

"Waaah—!!"

Startled, Dian Ci subconsciously sprayed the apple pie from his mouth onto the face of Zao Chuan Qiu sitting diagonally opposite.

"..."

Zao Chuan Qiu wiped the sticky apple pie off his face, gritting his teeth: "You two..."

When his vision cleared, he saw Dian Ci and Pa Wa huddled on the sofa trembling, Pa Wa's face ashen, frantically feeling her own neck: "Ah ah ah it looks so painful!! I won't watch any more!!"

Dian Ci also voiced a dissatisfied protest: "I clearly came to see cute girls! How did it suddenly turn into a horror movie!?"

"And! My great Miss Ting Yun? Dead?!" He looked bewildered at Ting Yun's body as it faded into smoke.

"My heart has already been taken by Miss Ting Yun; perhaps this life will have no more joy or sorrow..."

On the other side, the Demon Slayer world—

"—It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Gan Lu Si Mi Li was pale with fright at the sudden scene, her scream echoing through the Demon Slayer Corps; compared to the terrifying sight on the light screen, several Pillars almost got killed by Gan Lu Si Mi Li's own scream.

Yet almost everyone simultaneously touched their own necks.

The "Kak!" of a broken neck made everyone hear a sour taste in their teeth; anyone who has ever experienced a bone fracture knows that sound.

Even just thinking... it still hurts!

On the other side, watching Ting Yun collapse like a puppet, My wife Wo Qi Shan Yi turned completely gray.

Almost any touch would shatter it.

Especially after seeing Ting Yun's broken neck, he was so frightened that he fell backward, nearly losing his breath, his soul almost fled.

"Wuwu... Huanlong... give me back Miss Ting Yun..." Wo Qi Shan Yi struggled to raise his hand, clutching his chest, his face contorted with pain: "... I still want to hear her say 'benefactor' once more..."