Chapter 1037: Erasing His Memories

"I will send you back to Shengjing and let you become an ordinary person, but you will never remember me, and I, from now on, will not appear in your life again."

A massive amount of Mental Power enveloped Tang Xue's consciousness, and she let out a hysterical scream: "Chen Yu, don't you even think about making me forget you, don't you dare..."

"Are you not conflicted? You hate me, yet you don't want to forget me?" Chen Yu said coldly: "It is my fault; I should not have appeared in your life. From this moment on, I will disappear from your life, as if I had never appeared at all."

Electric light swirled around Chen Yu's fingertips, and as he unleashed his Original Power, he was about to forcibly erase Tang Xue's memories...

To speak of the Wangchen technique for erasing consciousness, Chen Yu was not very skilled at it; one slip in control could cause someone to lose their consciousness entirely, or even become an idiot. But given Tang Xue's current situation, he would rather she become an idiot and then cure her later.

It was just that from now on, she would completely forget him; perhaps that would save her from a lot of pain.

Tang Xue let out a painful scream, but just at this moment, Chen Yu's heart tightened. An extremely dangerous aura suddenly came from behind him. He whipped his head around, grabbed with his right hand, and Lichen struck back directly.

With a *puff* sound, a red figure behind him retreated rapidly, while Chen Yu's hand trembled slightly, and he could not help but take a few steps back.

Behind him, a man completely covered in a red robe with half his face hidden wore a half-smiling expression: "Chen Yu, we finally meet."

"Red-robed Underworld Envoy?" Even though it was his first time seeing the other party, Chen Yu could recognize the other's identity at a glance.

That's right, one of the Ten Great Underworld Envoys under the God King. The Ten Great Underworld Envoys were categorized by color, making them easy to distinguish. Now that both the black and white ones had died at Chen Yu's hands, the third one had finally come all this way to seek death.

Although this strike did not cause Chen Yu any harm, Tang Xue had broken free from Chen Yu's control. She struggled to stand behind Red-robe, gritting her teeth as she said: "Chen Yu, I want to remember you forever, hate you forever; don't you think you can make me forget you."

"You are simply a lunatic." Chen Yu's brows were tightly furrowed; Tang Xue was truly insane now, and there was no way for her to turn back.

"The God Lord's order is to bring him back; if he cannot be taken, he must be killed." Red-robe stared at Chen Yu and smiled slightly: "But the current situation is clearly unfavorable for him. He is already out of control, and his cultivation at the Dao Entering Realm has already surpassed most people in this world."

"Then kill him." Tang Xue said hatefully: "It's just a pity to kill him now, because that would be letting him off too easily. I wanted to watch the people around him leave him one by one, but unfortunately, I won't be able to see it."

"You two are truly ignorant. Do you know what the power of the Human Dao is like?" Chen Yu laughed, slowly wiping the blade of Lichen.

"We Saints pursue supreme power." Red-robe laughed: "You Dharma Cultivators use the Dharma Cultivation method to communicate with the power of heaven and earth for your own use; this kind of power is, after all, borrowing external force."

"But we Saints are different. Our power is cultivated within ourselves; these powers are truly our own. Therefore, I think there should be a fair duel between us," said Red-robe.

"Are you a Second-rank Saint Luo? Or should I say, a Western powerhouse?" Chen Yu glanced at Red-robe, feeling slightly startled by the strength of the God King's subordinates.

Saints are also Western powerhouses. A Second-rank Saint Luo is already equivalent to a Dharma Cultivator's Dao Entering Realm, and the opponent's physical body is formidable and not to be underestimated.

"That's right, haha. Even in the West, where powerhouses are as numerous as clouds, I am a very strong existence. This is my first time encountering a Dharma Cultivator at the Dao Entering Realm, so the battle between us should be quite interesting," Red-robe said with a chuckle.

"Very well, today I will let you see what it means to enter the Dao." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

Red-robe's fists were tightly clenched, and a formidable aura radiated from his entire body. Saint powerhouses focus on cultivating their own strength; at such close range, Dharma Cultivators actually do not have the advantage.

"I have a punch that can shake the heavens and earth." Red-robe took a step forward, and with a *crack*, the floor beneath his feet split open.

The earth trembled, and with a *boom*, cracks spread in all directions. The ground across most of the villa's area split apart. He clenched his fist, and a pure white radiance condensed at his knuckles.

Then, with a *boom*, a scorching white light struck toward Chen Yu.

This punch was simple and unadorned, yet it contained astonishing power. The battles of Saint powerhouses were never flashy; they possessed the purest power within their bodies. This punch was enough to shake the heavens and earth.

Chen Yu put away Lichen, brought his hands together, and formed a profound finger seal. The Dissociation Formula from the Tai Xuan Saint Request Scripture could dissolve all external forces.

*Boom*—the punch erupted, and the powerful force, carrying a scorching light, roared forward. In mid-air, a profound Talisman formed; this Talisman was like a giant hand, supporting this pure punch.

With a *hum* sound, an extremely intense light flashed between the two, followed by a moment of silence in the surroundings. Once this moment of silence passed, an extremely intense heatwave rose from thin air, forming a massive vortex. This vortex shot into the sky, and everything around it turned to dust in that instant.

With a *boom*, the radiance rippled outward, and the villa where the two were located had long since vanished into ashes.

Tang Xue had already fled to a place hundreds of meters away. She watched the battle before her with a complex expression, a trace of envy flashing between her eyes; she had an even more intense craving for power.

"Why didn't you use Lichen?" Red-robe stared at Chen Yu and asked: "Are you looking down on me?"

"If I used Lichen, I would feel like I was bullying you." Chen Yu smiled faintly: "But you can also interpret it another way—that's right, I am looking down on you."

"You are indeed very strong. I originally thought that Dharma Cultivators had fragile bodies because they need a long time to mobilize the power of heaven and earth. In the time it takes them to call upon that power, I would be enough to crush them into fragments."

"In fact, the few Dharma Cultivators I encountered before were indeed defeated by me in this way." Red-robe laughed: "You make me look at you with new eyes."

"The cultivation paths of Dharma Cultivators are different, and who said our power comes entirely from the power of heaven and earth?" Chen Yu laughed: "You know nothing about the Dantian Qi Sea."

"Next, I am going to get serious." Red-robe stared at Chen Yu, and a giant sword slowly appeared in his right hand.

This sword was two meters long and as wide as two palms. He flicked his right hand, and the sword in his hand moved slightly, but this massive blade sliced through the air, tearing trails into the atmosphere.