Chapter 267: Infinite Flow: Saving the Ferocious Beauty 26

Jin Chen used a puppet to switch heaven and earth, letting the real Zhaoling go up to the Shadow Tower overnight, using fire to break the tower's formation and release the female ghosts and corpses.

Burning with fire was the method Jin Chen and Nanyu thought of after descending the mountain.

Candles can use light and shadow to control humans who want to extinguish them, but they cannot control unconscious fire.

After burning the runes in the Shadow Tower's rooms, the candle lost its function as the formation's eye, making it naturally easy to break open.

"But... when did you realize I'm not Baiyi?"

Hexian didn't notice the spreading black aura on his body increasing, and under the pressure of Spiritual Power, his body was almost about to separate.

"We can still tell the difference between a genuine stutter and a fake one."

Nanyu's eyes curved as he covered his mouth and laughed, "If you want to learn human wisdom, you're still far off!"

After saying that, he reversed his grip on the Crimson Blood Short Blade and rushed at Hexian, "I remember now—not just in the previous Instance, I've encountered you in earlier Instances too, right?"

"Those filthy, ugly monsters are all you, aren't they?"

Facing the monsters born from the Instance, Nanyu showed no sign of weakness, each move swift and fierce.

What angered Hexian even more was that he could even mock himself while fighting!

What gives him the right! He's just a human!

Hexian was completely blinded by anger, and taking this opportunity, Jin Chen quickly separated all the forced-out black aura from his body.

"Got you." Jin Chen whispered.

The black aura seemed wary, yet as if deliberately provoking, it led Jin Chen toward the outside of the courtyard.

"Jin Chen!"

Seeing Jin Chen chase the black aura away, Nanyu felt a bit worried, but being held back by Hexian, he couldn't break free, so he increased the force of his attacks.

At that moment the courtyard was already in chaos, with screams and angry howls rising and falling.

Looking at the scene before her that matched Nanyu's guess exactly, Zhaoling sighed.

She vaguely felt that the method to break through shouldn't be like this, but following Nanyu and Jin Chen's approach, it was indeed the fastest.

"You can be killed by me so many times—don't you have any sense of your own strength? With just a human facade, you can't hide your monstrous ugliness."

Nanyu's trash talk was lethal, his verbal skill matching his combat ability, and Hexian simply didn't know how to rebut.

In his rage, he tore off his human disguise, revealing his true form.

Sure enough, it was that monster!

Nanyu's phoenix eyes brightened, he caught the wall and leapt up, the Crimson Blood Short Blade emitting a bloodthirsty sheen.

After several consecutive moves left him wounded, the blade finally pierced his heart.

Hexian tried to attack with his last strength, but ultimately collapsed with a crash.

"Trash."

Nanyu laughed, stepping on his monster's head, "Actually, in a sense, you've learned human traits to perfection."

"For example, being sanctimonious."

Another slash cut off his arm.

"Huh..."

Hexian winced in pain, still wanting to bite, but the next slash split his face.

"For example, hypocrisy."

The final stab plunged into Hexian's heart, then ruthlessly slashed across his chest like slaughtering livestock, tearing open a vicious wound from which blood spurted.

He then picked up the teapot meant for offerings on the table, gripped Hexian's face, and poured scalding tea into his eyes and mouth without mercy.

Nanyu's phoenix eyes were icy cold, yet the smile on his delicate cheeks seemed somewhat manic; he then reached in and tore out Hexian's heart, holding it in his palm.

As a monster, losing the heart means complete death.

Hexian knew this rule well, finally feeling panic; his remaining hand tried to snatch his heart back, but the chest cavity was instead filled with the arm that had just been cut off.

"A monster's heart doesn't look very clean either."

Nanyu murmured, his smile at the corner of his lips exquisite and unmatched, a drop of blood on his face echoing the red mark at the corner of his eye.

Before Hexian's fading consciousness, he smiled faintly and gradually crushed the still-beating heart.

Blood flowed across the ground, flesh scattered in disarray.

As Hexian lowered his head, the Trial Ground system's voice sounded.

〖Wandering-type monster Hexian confirmed dead, Nanyu points +1000〗

Nanyu casually grabbed a cloth from the room, leisurely wiped the blood from the Crimson Blood Short Blade's hilt; the blood on the blade was actually slowly absorbed, making its color even more vivid red.

When he glanced up, he only then realized the fighting in the courtyard had ended, with all surviving humans and female ghosts staring at him.

With a blood-streaked face, he covered his mouth and laughed, "Oh, the fight's over."

Zhaoling: "……"

She swallowed, gazing at the monster that was dead beyond death, yet its corpse was miserable, her eyes full of astonishment.

The ferocious beauty... truly lives up to its name.

"Madman! You're all madmen!"

The clan elder, covered in wounds from the female ghosts, shouted, his eyes about to burst, full of unwillingness.

Some villagers had been killed, others still alive, but they were so terrified they huddled together, trembling.

The tavern old woman walked up to the clan elder, her tone harsh, gradually turning into a skeleton.

"Utterly foolish!"

"You think there are still gods on this mountain? Even if there were, you've forced them to fall into demonhood!"

She spoke each word with tears of blood, pointing at those female corpses and ghosts.

"Because of terrifying selfish desire, they forced these women from childhood to obey rules, instilling the mindset of being sacrifices, and even to avoid extinction of the line, some deliberately made them secretly bear children before sacrificing them. Utterly foolish!"

What do you know! This is the deity's edict!

A man who hadn't been killed said.

Nonsense!

Grandma swung a slap at him, "Where does this deity's edict come from! This is all that beast's trick! He wants to become the clan's one-word hall's trick!"

You all's only deity! Me!

She fiercely patted her own chest, eyes blood-red, "You have forced me, with your yearly filth and bloodshed, to fall into becoming a ghost; only now do I know the villagers I protected! They have already become existences more terrifying than evil ghosts!"

What?!

The villagers were all astonished, unable to believe what they had heard.

The only deity…… Nanyu muttered, as if thinking of something, "Ah! You are the mountain goddess grandma of this mountain!"

The clan elder, realizing the matter had been exposed, lowered his head deeply and dared not say more.

The lantern-bearing female ghost, however, would not let him off so easily.

Earlier, in the shadow building, she had received Nanyu's inspiration and no longer wanted to directly kill that faithless lover.

After seeking a sign from Grandma, she laughed coquettishly, turned into ghostly energy, swept the clan elder away, and headed straight toward the shadow building.

For all these years, every time one of you died, I turned his corpse into nourishment for raising ghosts; the white bones kneel to atone for sins, yet even so, these women who died horribly still cannot break the formation and are unable to be reborn!

Grandma snorted and looked at the few surviving only offspring.

You all, I will not kill you anymore; I want to watch you walk toward death yourselves, living a lifetime in regret and fear!