Chapter 159: The Power of Forgetting, and the Charge Toward the Sun (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

【Hehehe… little girl, you're still too naive!】

Within Zhao Ying's inner world, an indescribable chaotic mist laughed wildly, while beneath it, a pale-blue sphere of light with a central white glow trembled faintly, like a candle in the wind, as if about to be snuffed out at any moment.

Clearly, the chaotic mist represented the "Forgotten One," while the pale-blue sphere of light was Zhao Ying's primary personality—the true owner of this body.

Originally, by level calculation, both were incomplete Fourth-Stage beings and should have been evenly matched; moreover, Big Ying held the home-field advantage, so even if she couldn't suppress the "Forgotten One," she shouldn't have been crushed so quickly.

Yet both Big Ying and Wu Xian had forgotten one crucial thing.

That was: Zhao Ying's secondary personality, Little Ying, also existed within her inner world—and was a relatively independent entity.

It was not some so-called "dual-soul in one body," but rather, Little Ying's emergence stemmed from Big Ying's younger sister, Zhao Rui Kong, who used residual fragments of soul-light and fabricated memories to jointly forge this second personality.

Its purpose was to bear Big Ying's pain and hatred, and serve as a tool to prepare for her eventual restoration of soul-light.

Precisely because of this, although Little Ying was merely a secondary personality, she could exist independently within the inner world—and this meant she could be attacked.

Simultaneously, upon sensing Little Ying's existence, the "Forgotten One" immediately changed tactics, attacking Little Ying's personality to strip Big Ying of initiative and prevent her from maintaining advantage.

At precisely this moment, Wu Xian was outside leveling up using Zhao Ying's demon-state, causing the 【Annihilation】 soul-light to continuously drain; as one weakened and the other strengthened, the "Forgotten One" gained overwhelming advantage, eventually unleashing his own soul-light to decisively defeat Big Ying.

Of course, though defeated, Big Ying still used her dwindling soul-light to form a barrier, protecting herself and Little Ying—but control of this body thus fell into the hands of the "Forgotten One," who could even wield a portion of the 【Annihilation】 power.

【He has broken the Fourth-Level Gene Lock and possesses an S-Class Superhuman bloodline—you stand no chance against him…】

Big Ying's inner will trembled faintly, emitting a weak, mocking voice.

【Yes, that guy is indeed monstrous—even with your body under my control, I might not defeat him. But don't forget, you're still in my hands. Would he really have the heart to kill you?】

The "Forgotten One" smiled smugly. In his view, humans were such creatures, dragged down by trivial loves and attachments; as long as he held someone they cared about hostage, the battle was already half-won.

Dracula once was, Zhao Ying once was, and the fellow outside would surely be no exception.

This was guaranteed!

…

【BOOM——————!!!!】

Violent sound waves swept outward with dust clouds, but instantly scattered by the biofield, revealing a massive crater hundreds of meters wide at its center.

Wu Xian slowly descended from the sky, looking down at the rapidly repairing body at the crater's center, his brow tightly furrowed.

【Lost?】

As he murmured, thick black mist surged from Zhao Ying's body, swiftly enveloping her.

In an instant, her wounds were fully healed, her violent aura calmed slightly—but grew even more dangerous.

【Truly impressive. Just a Legend, yet possessing such power—you're far superior to this body.】

"Zhao Ying" opened her eyes, now utterly black—but as she gazed at Wu Xian, a sultry smile curled upon her lips.

【Don't worry, this little girl isn't dead. I've merely sent her into temporary slumber and taken control of the body.】

【Irrelevant. I'll expel you soon, then return the body to her.】

Wu Xian's eyes flared red—he clearly intended to fight again.

【Don't be so violent. There's no real reason we must fight.】

The "Forgotten One" smiled faintly, flapping his wings upward into the sky, speaking with a seductive tone: 【How about a deal? I know the Main God Space can resurrect the dead—but the cost is enormous. You wouldn't want to waste that kind of money, would you?】

【Instead, let me enter the Main God Space, and use the Creation Permission to craft this girl a brand-new body. Then I'll separate her soul and place it inside this vessel—achieving reincarnation…】

【Don't worry—it's no trouble for me. And I have a way to make her utterly devoted to you, whether primary or secondary personality, both equally.】

【Hmm. Sounds promising.】

Wu Xian's red glow faded, and a faint smile curled on his lips.

Yet just as the "Forgotten One" thought he'd agreed, the figure before him vanished—while a cold voice sounded in his ear.

【But… I refuse!】

His pupils shrank slightly—then agony erupted behind him. Wu Xian, with brutal, unreasonable force, tore off his fleshy wings, drenching the air in blood.

The "Forgotten One" screamed, tumbling from midair.

Simultaneously, a mass of black mist enveloped her body and shot away at high speed, while inwardly she cursed—what the hell was this guy? How could he be so cruel to his own admirer?

Or had she misjudged him entirely? Did he not care for this woman at all? Did he not care whether she lived or died?

As she thought this, her vision suddenly flashed—a fist exploded into her field of view, hurtling straight toward her skull.

At the last instant, Wu Xian's consciousness experienced a dislocation—a wave of intense discomfort. Before he could comprehend what happened, the "Forgotten One" was gone.

Immediately after, pain struck his back—the "Forgotten One" had appeared behind him, driving Zhao Ying's rune-shortblade through the Black God Armor's defenses and into his body.

Annihilation energy spread. Wu Xian's pupils contracted; his body dissolved into semi-transparent qi, scattering—then reassembling a hundred meters away, reforming his original form.

This was not the third layer of Reverse Life—it was Wu Xian's fusion of Reverse Life and the Black Horse Loyalist's ability to disperse and condense qi, achieving a similar effect to Reverse Life's third layer.

【What was that…】

Recalling the attack, Wu Xian's eyes flickered with confusion—he suspected this might be the "Forgotten One's" innate ability, and grew wary.

Time? Space? Or some form of mental control?

Thinking this, he summoned his external incarnations again, sending them to take the blows.

Yet as the "Forgotten One" was surrounded by a dozen incarnations, Wu Xian felt that same inexplicable dislocation again.

As if a segment of time had been erased—even with his vigilance at maximum, when he snapped back to awareness, the shortblade was already piercing his chest!

Reverse Life + Disperse and Condense Qi activated again—this time purging the qi "contaminated" by Annihilation energy, leaving Wu Xian's face slightly pale.

But at that moment, a sudden insight flashed through his mind—he had a bold hypothesis. He fixed his gaze on the "Forgotten One" and spoke gravely:

【It's forgetting, isn't it? You've erased the memory of your attack on me! Or rather—you've erased memories concerning yourself!】

【Oh? You're quick to figure it out.】

Having his ability exposed so swiftly, the "Forgotten One" showed surprise—but then sneered.

【Correct. My ability is forgetting—I can erase all memories of myself within a short span. Even if you're right before me, you won't notice. Honestly, if not for my incomplete soul, I could make you forget your entire past—even who you are.】

【But this is enough now. You're merely a Legend, haven't even ignited Divine Flame—you can't resist my ability. And I can see: eliminating my attacks costs you dearly. How many more can you endure?】

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Xian felt the familiar dislocation again—this time, the shortblade aimed directly at his skull.

But perhaps having anticipated it, Wu Xian activated 【Copper Head, Iron Arms】 the instant he was struck—not only blocking the blow, but seizing the moment to wrap both arms around the "Forgotten One."

Then, under her stunned gaze, Wu Xian clung tightly to her, soaring upward through the sky—within an instant, piercing the atmosphere, entering the deep vacuum of space.

And at that moment, the sun's light fell upon them both…

(End of Chapter)