Chapter 47: The Best Sacrifice Is Immortality!

Buzz—

A piercing buzzing sound echoed inside his skull; Wu Wang suddenly felt himself becoming light, floating upward like a hydrogen balloon cut from its string, unable to stop.

Those snow-white arms waved toward him.

An attraction like some kind of soul's destination drew him deep into it.

Higher and higher... higher and higher...

The two finally touched.

Thud—

Wu Wang's body, which had been convulsing on the ground due to muscle spasms in his near-death state, suddenly stopped trembling.

The old village head's suspended heart finally died.

"F***! You said you'd come back!" he couldn't help but curse loudly.

He had seen this state more than two hundred times.

Every time the Saintess's soul was taken away by the Great God of Yin Bonds, the body would suddenly fall into such stillness.

Obviously, this madman's soul had also left.

But before the words had even finished, before Wu Xiaoyou could step forward to observe Wu Wang's condition.

That shell, which should have been completely dead, suddenly opened its eyes wide.

The dagger stuck in his chest seemed to be squeezed out of his heart by some inexplicable force.

Clang—

The dagger fell to the ground.

Wu Wang stood up.

His eyes held a hint of madness and a smile.

"Hahaha! So you are just this kind of existence? You still dare to call yourself a god? Is that not too arrogant?"

He let out a long roar to the sky.

The old village head, who had just finished cursing inside the ancestral hall, stood there dumbfounded.

How did this guy do it?

Wasn't his soul already taken away?

"You..."

"Don't make noise! The big one is coming!"

Before the old village head could finish his words.

Wu Wang immediately cut him off.

Then he walked outside the ancestral hall, looking up at the bright, cloudless sky of Yin Bond Village.

Boom—

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder rolled under the summer sky.

In the blink of an eye, the sky became covered with dark clouds.

An inexplicable chill enveloped the entire village; the temperature seemed to drop to winter levels within just a few seconds.

The dark clouds quickly formed a vortex.

Under the wild wind, the awnings and roof tiles of many houses were overturned.

All the villagers suddenly felt a heavy oppression crawling in their hearts; they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Everyone just stared blankly at the sky.

Some even knelt down, praying to the Lord of Heaven not to collapse.

"This... what is this?" The old village head's legs trembled slightly, and he could barely speak clearly.

Wu Wang looked at him with some surprise.

Confused, he said, "It's obvious. That damn Great God is coming down to catch up with me, just as planned. Do you need to warm up?"

"If not, go! Benbo Ba! You go eliminate Tang Seng and his disciples!"

The old village head was stunned.

He truly never expected the Great God of Yin Bonds to be so powerful that he could cover the sky with one hand, making the sky tremble in fear.

In the end, he was just a gambler.

A gambler who knew neither the height of the sky nor the depth of the earth, who sat in a well looking at the sky, and still deludedly thought he could stop a chariot with his arm.

When the sky truly collapsed.

The gambler then realized he had absolutely no ability to hold it back.

Subconsciously, he asked back: "Huh? Me?"

Boom—

Lightning struck down from the center of the vortex.

It fiercely split the threshold of the ancestral hall.

That expensive wooden threshold instantly turned into a patch of charred black, with faint flames flickering.

The next second, something no one expected happened.

"Where do you think you're trying to escape to?"

A deafening voice echoed inside the ancestral hall.

The old village head dropped to his knees on the ground with a thud.

Wu Wang, however, frowned and looked behind him.

More accurately, he looked at Wu Xiaoyou, who was gradually floating in mid-air, her eyes and hair color both turning gray-white.

At this moment, she was like a deity descending upon the world.

"Why are you on her?" Wu Wang's tone grew increasingly icy.

The current situation was somewhat beyond expectations.

According to what that group of holy maidens had said—the souls of those in the village who had entered into a yin marriage had already been bound by the great Yin Marriage God.

The other party was waiting for a suitable opportunity to descend to the mortal world through a sacrifice of the holy maidens' resentment and the villagers' souls.

By logical deduction, either Its true body descended, or It borrowed some human's shell to transform into a deity and descend.

All of this he had anticipated.

But he had never calculated that this fellow could actually descend upon Wu Xiaoyou?

That shouldn't be the case! All of this had signs to follow!

No matter what, It could only descend upon those villagers whose souls were held in Its grasp!

Wu Xiaoyou had not been sacrificed!

Her soul still belonged to herself!

"This is My Yin Body—what is improper about it?"

Wu Xiaoyou's voice became impossible to distinguish as male or female, an emotionless, majestic androgynous tone with no fluctuation whatsoever.

"Your body?" Wu Wang's expression grew increasingly unnatural.

The other party's words were not hard to understand.

Yet they sounded strangely unfamiliar.

"How could a mortal bear My great power? Twenty years ago, I used the creation of bygone days to forge this perfect Yin Body, to carry My soul." The Yin Marriage God said expressionlessly: "However, that wretch harbored wild ambitions and actually abandoned the Yin Body thousands of miles away, causing Me to lose several hundred years of karma for nothing."

He was no longer in any hurry at all now.

He had originally thought it would cost a great deal to catch that bastard who had flipped him the middle finger and then pulled down his pants to slap his own butt.

He never expected there would be an unexpected surprise.

The Yin Body lost for twenty years had actually appeared in the ancestral hall!

He had taken advantage of the situation and descended perfectly!

"So it was her!"

The old village chief knelt on the ground and cried out involuntarily in shock.

He finally figured out where that unusual fragrance on Wu Wang's body came from.

It should be the aura picked up after coming into contact with the complete Yin Body.

And this Yin Body twenty years ago was still an infant, appearing out of thin air on the ancestral hall's offering table.

He sensed that the infant was filled with the Yin Marriage God's aura, and feared that the great god would use it to descend upon the mortal world.

If that were the case.

The other party would no longer need the Yin Marriage Village to perform sacrifices.

Naturally, he also wouldn't need to help find the Yin Marriage Holy Maiden.

People without value could only be abandoned in the end.

Understanding this, the old village chief made a decisive move, ordering the villagers to send the infant as far away as possible.

To ensure the other party could never return to the Yin Marriage Village in their lifetime.

As for why he hadn't killed her on the spot, naturally he was also worried that the Yin Marriage God would sense it.

He never expected the other party still learned of this matter.

And even more unexpected was that Wu Xiaoyou was that infant who had appeared out of thin air back then!

"Great god! Great god, I was wrong! I won't dare anymore! Please spare me…"

Thud thud thud—

The old village chief knelt and kowtowed forcefully, the ground immediately stained red by the fresh blood from his forehead.

But the Yin Marriage God didn't even look back, merely raising a hand lightly.

The next second, that human-skin garment peeled off from the old village chief's body.

Revealing the original withered, neither-human-nor-ghost appearance.

At the same time, he also felt the power within his body growing increasingly weak, until it finally vanished completely.

The Yin Marriage God withdrew the blessings of the transaction.

Now he truly was just a bone-thin old thing who could die of old age at any moment.

His vocal cords were also so hoarse that his words were almost inaudible.

He merely kept repeating: "I was wrong… I was wrong…"

Bang—

Just after saying those two lines, a sound that pierced the heavens rang out.

The old village chief's skull-like head was directly blasted apart.

The offering table was instantly stained red by the exploding flesh and blood.

The Yin Marriage God looked toward Wu Wang.

The other party was gently blowing the white smoke wafting from the muzzle of the AK with his mouth.

He smiled mockingly: "People are forever unaware of how strong their own desires are."

"He didn't know he was wrong, he just knew he was about to die."

"Now, it's your turn."

In a dim corner unseen by the Yin Marriage God.

Wu Wang's shadow silently stood up.

In his hand, he clutched a black stone that had nearly merged with him.

He was merely one step away from the Great God of Yin Fate.

【Memory-Washing Stone — Usable】

【Usable targets within range: Great God of Yin Fate, Wu Xiaoyou】

"I have seen through your true nature from the heavens."

"You are not a true god."

"Nor are you an eternal existence."

Wu Wang's tone grew increasingly manic.

Grinning, he poked his own heart with a dagger and said, "But you must have felt it, right?"

"I am actually more suitable than the Yin Corpse to bear your descent."

"The best Offering is one that cannot die!"

That stone must be used at point-blank range to be effective!

Before approaching the Great God of Yin Fate, the stone had never displayed the 【Usable】 mark.

Now, the distance was close enough.

He was waiting for an opportunity to use it...