Chapter 135: Is He Even Human?

A tyrannical aura suddenly erupted; whether they were living Demon Race or Human Race, everyone looked toward the direction of Lu Ren with horrified gazes.

How is this possible?

What level of strength and realm is this?

Why?

Why is it even more terrifying than the Emperor Realm? Recalling the realm they had heard the Human Race general speak of earlier, the hearts of the gathered humans suddenly understood, yet they were all in disbelief.

Could this be the Heaven-Human Realm? "How is this possible?!"

Someone immediately exclaimed aloud.

Clearly, this person recognized Lu Ren.

He stared in utter disbelief at Lu Ren, who was bare-chested and wielding a Spear, slaughtering his way toward the Demon Race side; incredulity was practically etched onto his face.

"Since when did Lu Ren reach the Heaven-Human Realm?"

"Isn't this a realm we only just heard about?"

Most people hadn't even processed why there would be another realm after the Emperor Realm.

"What kind of monster is Lu Ren exactly?"

The Daoist beside him stroked his own goat-like beard, his hand still clutching a little girl dressed in red clothes.

The Daoist narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly spoke: "The source of Lu Ren's strength is likely abnormal."

"I observe that the formation arrays on his body are extremely bizarre; I can only vaguely discern a few sealing arrays, but I cannot make out the rest."

"The arrays involved here are too complex, and I am not proficient in them, but I can tell that a portion of this strength is likely his own, while another portion was probably exchanged at some cost."

Hearing what the Daoist said, the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone even speculated: "Lu Ren, this, Lu Ren is truly being a bit irrational..."

"It is merely the Shang Gu Mo Zhan Chang; even if there are many opportunities here, it is not worth paying a price to exchange for fleeting strength."

Is that so?

The Daoist just smiled and said nothing.

He pulled the red-clothed little girl to dodge a sneak attack from the Demon Race, the struggle in his eyes growing more hesitant.

The Heaven-Human Realm.

Originally, he had only heard of this realm, never thinking he would one day see it with his own eyes.

And in such a Demon Battlefield, no less.

Has Lu Ren truly suffered a loss? Not necessarily.

He had long since heard of this Lu Family Head's great name; relying on his strength and methods... in a Secret Realm layered with crises, how could he be stupid enough to use his future strength collapse to exchange for a temporary boost in power? There must be a more important reason! Or...

It is worth it.

The little girl, however, had a steady temperament; like a rag doll, she was dangled by the Daoist, dodging left and right.

She even had the mood to look up and say: "Have you decided?"

Decided what? Hearing her say this, the Daoist's hand paused for a moment.

But immediately after, a flash of determination and a bitter smile crossed the Daoist's face.

He muttered to himself, "Even you could tell... is my temptation that obvious?"

"Enough!"

"Since that Lu Family Head has the guts to do this, then I shall gamble on it!"

Saying this, he directly stretched out his arm and tossed the little girl high into the air with a wide sweep.

The tossed little girl did not care at all; her eyes were fixed on the Daoist below as she adjusted her posture in mid-air and landed steadily.

Meanwhile, the Daoist had already struck his own heart meridian with a palm.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Three strikes down.

Almost immediately and without hesitation, he spat out a mouthful of essence blood, then abruptly reached out to catch it; like Lu Ren, he tore the clothes on his upper body, but instead of sealing arrays, he used his own essence blood to paint upon himself.

As the runes fell from his hands, his strength also steadily increased, though his eye sockets were blood-red, appearing to have faint signs of falling into a cultivation deviation. The little girl watched from the outside, frowning for a long time, until she finally sighed leisurely, "What a fool!"

"So stupid!"

While speaking, she was not idle either.

Instead, she muttered to herself, "Since you want it so much, then I will give you a helping hand!"

"Catch!"

An item taken from her Storage Bag was tossed by her palm, flying toward the Daoist's body.

Watching the jade bottle fly, a trace of extremely obvious heartache flashed in the little girl's eyes.

She cursed, "Damn old thing, you must pay me back when the time comes!"

The liquid, clear as a spring, was shattered in mid-air and sprinkled onto the Daoist's body, suppressing the scarlet aura in his eyes.

Clearly, he also knew what was happening, and the gaze he cast toward the little girl beside him held a bit more gratitude, but he had no time to say anything more; he forcibly elevated his strength, barely pulling it to the first decline of the Heaven-Human Realm! Almost the moment he reached this realm, he could not stand steady and swayed, barely dodging a sneak attack from the Demon Race, then spat out another mouthful of blood, his face flashing with horror and disbelief.

"Why can't I hear anything?"

The hearing he relied on for survival suddenly vanished, catching him off guard for a moment, but he quickly steadied his posture and gritted his teeth to hold on.

Seeing him hold on, the little girl beside him finally let out a heavy sigh of relief.

As long as he could hold on, it was fine!

As long as he could hold on, everything else would not be a problem!

However, compared to the Daoist's disheveled state, Lu Ren appeared much more at ease.

When the Daoist looked up and saw the scene on Lu Ren's side, he was almost in disbelief, his eyes widening abruptly.

He blurted out, "Is Lu Ren even human?"

It could be seen that the figure of the Human Race general remaining on the Demon Battlefield had, at some point, faded until it was almost invisible, only occasionally glimpsed as a phantom white shadow when he erupted with power.

Lu Ren's figure, however, had already gradually replaced that Human Race general, and was fighting together with the original ancient Demon Race.

It was not disappearing!

It was merging!

That Human Race general was gradually merging his own remaining soul into Lu Ren's body.

And it was certainly not Possession! It was completely instilling his own memories of combat into Lu Ren's body.

At this moment, Lu Ren was that general, and that general was Lu Ren.

Lu Ren frowned when he realized all of this, but he did not immediately resist.

The general sensed that Lu Ren had accepted him and immediately laughed out loud.

His eyes carried deep satisfaction, "Junior, we have long since died; if we can still make some contribution to you all and help you grow, then it is our honor."

"Accept my experience!"

"May you soar to great heights, and may your martial Dao flourish!"

A massive torrent almost burst open Lu Ren's mind.

But at this very instant, the sea of consciousness that Lu Ren had originally opened suddenly closed.

The Human Race general's figure solidified significantly, and he opened his eyes to look at Lu Ren in disbelief.

He could not believe it.

Was this not his own junior? How could he resist his own instillation? Was Lu Ren even human?

Lu Ren smiled very faintly, his eyes carrying a deeply hidden coldness, and he said indifferently: "The general's Dao is good, indeed."

"But I have a Dao that belongs to me."

"My Dao must be solitary."

(End of chapter)