Chapter 332

"Why haven't you 'made a move' yet?"

The heavily injured Pi Xiong watched the Soul-Hooking Chains coiling around Tang Luo, his heart sinking slightly.

Why haven't these chains pulled out the other party's soul yet?

Is it because the name is wrong?

But the name was provided directly by the God-Demon Game; there couldn't be a problem.

Could it be that, as God-Demon Walkers, they possess certain privileges, and the Book of Life and Death needs time to lock on?

Just as he was thinking, a shadow loomed over him.

Ao Yulie casually tossed the half-dead Jia Li aside, walked up to Pi Xiong, extended a hand, and said: "Hey, kid, hand over the Book of Life and Death, let me have a look."

"... What kind of messy stuff has this guy learned from the internet?" Tang Luo over there murmured.

The posture after learning is quite rich, but it seems a bit off-track?

Pi Xiong raised his head to look at the tall Ao Yulie, his head drooping slightly.

At this moment, he thought of his childhood, that little fatty who often bullied him; no matter what he was playing, even if it was just playing with mud, he would come over and snatch it away.

"You, die together too!"

Pi Xiong roared, about to write Ao Yulie's name in the Book of Life and Death.

Then, he was kicked flying by Ao Yulie, the Book of Life and Death flying from his grasp.

Ao Yulie caught the Book of Life and Death, examining it closely.

The Book of Life and Death in his hand, front and back covers entirely black, without a single pattern or decoration, soft yet firm, at a "glance" resembling some kind of leather, yet carrying a hint of tree bark's roughness.

"Neither metal nor wood," it was hard to tell what material this was.

The Book of Life and Death was closed; Ao Yulie tried to open it, encountering immense resistance.

"As expected..."

Ao Yulie murmured, turning his head to look, "Master, this is the Book of Life and Death, but it's a supplementary volume."

"Supplementary volume?" Tang Luo said, "The Book of Life and Death has a supplementary volume too?"

Ao Yulie tossed the Book of Life and Death onto the table nearby, shook his left hand, the Yin Death Power coiling around it making him feel quite uncomfortable.

Just like an ordinary person sticking their hand into an ice-water mixture.

Given time, there would even be a sensation of freezing stiff.

The supplementary volume of the Book of Life and Death, already bearing the "appearance" of having recognized its master, resisted being held by anyone other than its owner.

And that owner, barring accidents, was none other than Pi Xiong, who styled himself the Yin-Yang Dao Lord and possessed the "Black and White Impermanence" Destiny Format.

With Ao Yulie's current strength, holding it for long was not easy; he simply tossed it aside.

"Right, Master, you don't know much about this type of magic treasure." Ao Yulie said, "There are actually three volumes of the Book of Life and Death in total, the main volume and two supplementary volumes. The main volume is the one Big Senior Brother erased names from before. The two supplementary volumes are in the hands of the Black and White Impermanence."

"Unlike the main volume which checks and controls life and death differently."

"The supplementary volumes have some querying ability, but their main function is to help the Black and White Impermanence hook souls."

"If the main volume still existed, the supplementary volumes wouldn't need to know names or appearances; the main volume would automatically transmit the information to the supplementary volumes, and the Black and White Impermanence would only need to give a light hook."

"Legend says the supplementary volumes have a hundred thousand Soul-Hooking Chains, capable of hooking a hundred thousand souls in an instant."

Ao Yulie looked at the chains still coiling around Tang Luo, "There's only a hundred-odd here, right?"

"I see." Tang Luo said.

"Hahaha! Are you guys crazy?" Jia Li lying on the ground suddenly laughed maniacally, "Really treating yourselves as Tang Sanzang and the White Dragon Horse?"

What Book of Life and Death, main volume, supplementary volume, hundred thousand Soul-Hooking Chains.

It's just as ridiculous as Jia Li really treating himself as Cupid the God of Love.

They are Destiny Format holders, not the original owners of the Destiny Formats.

After laughing, Jia Li looked at the two of them and said: "Or rather, are some people's guesses actually correct, that there really are gods and demons filling the heavens? That the so-called Destiny Format fragments are markers, and Destiny Format holders are the vessels for their descent."

His tone was extremely mocking.

"There's even this situation?" Ao Yulie froze, looking at Tang Luo, expression surprised.

"There is indeed such a saying." Tang Luo said.

"Any examples?" Ao Yulie was very curious.

"If there were confirmed examples, it wouldn't be a saying." Tang Luo said.

As they spoke, Pi Xiong, who had been kicked flying by Ao Yulie, slowly climbed up, swaying, face ferocious.

"He has the Black and White Impermanence Destiny Format, do you think he recognizes us?" Tang Luo pointed at Pi Xiong and said, "... Wait, that's not right, the Black and White Impermanence are two people. Hey, are you Xie Bian'an or Fan Wujiu?"

Although he wasn't very clear on things like the Book of Life and Death — mainly because of the mess Sun Wukong caused back then, the Underworld guarded against people like against thieves.

How could they let Tang Luo see the Book of Life and Death? Afraid Sun Wukong's master would come do another "stroke off the register in one brush," who could withstand that?

But the two Black and White Impermanence, Tang Luo had dealt with them once or twice.

Pi Xiong didn't speak, waved a hand, and the Book of Life and Death supplementary volume tossed aside by Ao Yulie directly vanished, reappearing in his hand.

Same as when he initially snatched the Book of Life and Death supplementary volume from Zheng Chiyou's hands.

His face ferocious, he stuck his fingers into his mouth, biting down hard, tearing flesh until it was a bloody mess, using his own fresh blood to write frantically on the Book of Life and Death supplementary volume.

Tang Xuanzang!

Tang Xuanzang!

Tang Xuanzang!

Writing three names in a row, fresh blood covered the pages, the three characters "Tang Xuanzang" almost indistinguishable, only the red fresh blood occupying the entire page visible.

The chains in the void seemed driven and stimulated, emitting a series of "ding ding dang dang" sounds.

Like iron being forged, yet also like the sound of jingling bells.

Visible ripples spread, the surrounding scene instantly dimming.

Jia Li's low chuckling stopped instantly; he turned his head to look around — the place he was in still seemed to be a floor of the Wanlong International building.

But it was merely "seemed" — mottled traces climbed the walls, and the expensive light fixtures overhead had fallen in front of him at some unknown time.

The sofas, tables, and other furniture were rotten beyond measure, looking as if a touch would topple them.

The tablecloth on the long dining table had turned from its original off-white to a grayish-black, and part of it was stained with blackish-red blood traces.

Yet the food on it bizarrely remained "fresh," only emitting a nauseating stench.

"What's going on? Wasn't I in... an illusion?" Jia Li, barely able to move his head, kept turning it, scanning his surroundings.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.

"This yin qi has entered the brain, illusions entangle the body — there's no saving him." Unable to press the back of his head against his back, Jia Li could only hear a voice.

It was precisely that Tang Xuanzang.

"Might as well let this poor monk ferry you across." Then, Jia Li heard the monk speak like this.

There was no intense pain, just sudden darkness before his eyes.

With a casual grab, Tang Luo seized Jia Li's Cupid Fate and pocketed it, then looked toward Pi Xiong over there.

Pi Xiong's face had turned ferocious to the extreme, even carrying a hint of manic frenzy.

"Why! Die! Die!"

He frantically wrote the three characters "Tang Xuanzang" on the Book of Life and Death, page after page; the characters grew larger and larger, from two or three per page at the start to one per page.

The written names also became increasingly scrawled, blurred into clumps.

The three characters "Tang Xuanzang" could almost no longer be distinguished.

As Pi Xiong kept writing Tang Luo's name, the frequency of the sounds emitted by the Soul-Hooking Chains also grew higher and higher.

They began to turn piercing and shrill.

Incomparably urgent sounds layered heavily upon each other.

Yet the Soul-Hooking Chains coiling beside Tang Luo still did not go to hook his soul.

They merely writhed, like the motion of a venomous snake before it strikes.

But this wind-up before an attack was far too long; moreover, Tang Luo had just been strolling casually, walking over to Jia Li's side.

The Soul-Hooking Chains encircling his body not only failed to seize the chance to attack, but moved along with Tang Luo's steps.

Enemy advances, I retreat — retreating again and again, simply refusing to strike!

Pi Xiong was incomparably furious.

"Why won't you die!" After writing twenty-odd more names, Pi Xiong barely suppressed the urge to hurl the Book of Life and Death in his hand to the ground, and roared at Tang Luo.

He possessed the Black-and-White Impermanence Fate; exactly which one was unknown — even Pi Xiong himself wasn't clear.

And this mission's objective, the Book of Life and Death to be found, was the Book of Life and Death — the supplementary volume!

Of course, at first Pi Xiong didn't know; but as time passed, Pi Xiong's resonance with the Book of Life and Death began to appear.

Like an instinct, Pi Xiong emptied his state, letting "instinct" act, and successfully found the Book of Life and Death.

Then he was repelled by Jia Li.

After drawing near, the resonance between Pi Xiong and the Book of Life and Death grew even clearer.

When Zheng Chiyou heard the words "Yin and Yang in order, life and death impermanent," the Book of Life and Death had actually already begun to no longer belong to him.

It gradually became Pi Xiong's "exclusive possession."

After that, even Ao Yulie felt the impact of yin death qi when holding the Book of Life and Death, let alone using it.

As the master of the Book of Life and Death, Pi Xiong instinctively understood this book's usage, and knew its power.

This mission was simply tailor-made for him!

He could both obtain the Book of Life and Death to greatly increase his strength, and have this much fun.

Clearly two things that should be joyful! Why did it turn out like this in the end?

"Being able to write my name on it is already not bad." Tang Luo said.

The correct usage of the Book of Life and Death supplementary volume is not to actively write names on it to hook souls, but to use it in conjunction with the main volume.

For a target that needs soul-hooking, the main volume transmits the information to the supplementary volume pages, the name emerges, and then the Black and White Impermanence check it off to perform the soul-hooking.

Writing a name to hook souls isn't impossible, but... from a certain angle, it counts as abusing public authority for private ends.

Under normal circumstances, the Black and White Impermanence wouldn't actively write anyone's name unless they truly encountered danger.

But such situations are extremely rare; as the Underworld's soul-hooking ghost officers, the Black and White Impermanence have few who dare provoke them.

If they act recklessly, the main volume can completely lock down all the supplementary volume's abilities and recall it instantly.

If still in the Mountains and Seas Realm (Journey to the West world), the three characters "Tang Xuanzang" fundamentally could not be written on the supplementary volume, including on the main volume of the Book of Life and Death — there would be no information on Tang Luo at all.

It's only because of the heaven-and-earth upheaval, the main volume gone missing, and the supplementary volume being in this mission world, that the three characters "Tang Xuanzang" can be written.

But that's merely the extent of it.

Tang Luo reached out, actively grabbing forward, and seized one Soul-Hooking Chain.

All the chains shook wildly; in an instant they "scattered in a rout," vanishing without a trace, leaving only the one in Tang Luo's hand still struggling and writhing.

Like a little snake caught by a snake catcher.

"Just what are you!"

The corners of Pi Xiong's mouth were torn by his own roaring, blood flowing out.

He clearly saw the three characters "Tang Xuanzang" written on the pages of the Book of Life and Death in his hand fade and disappear one after another, rapidly.

In the end, not a single one remained.