I.
"Stop … Stop singing!"
Controlling his body, Li Jialing waved his hands at Li Yao with weakness and pain all over his face. "It's me, Brother Yao. I'm perfectly fine right now. I've completely taken back my body. Please stop singing!"
"Jialing!"
Overjoyed, Li Yao hurried to shut his mouth. "Alright, alright, I won't sing. To be honest, even I can't bear it …"
The twisted shadow made of blood and black fog, however, was struggling hard, trying to crawl back into Li Jialing's body again.
However, Li Jialing's willpower condensed into golden flames that blocked the invasion of Wuying Qi's remaining soul. It was even swallowing Wuying Qi's remaining soul in turn.
Possession of the soul was always so dangerous. Once the original owner of the body was awakened, it was very possible that the possessor's strength would be swallowed. That was exactly how Li Yao swallowed Ou Yezi's memories and strength in the past.
"You want to crawl back in? Don't even think about it! "
Li Yao went through all the trouble to force Wuying Qi's remaining soul out. How could he allow it to retreat into Li Jialing's body again? He simply focused his spiritual energy on his forehead, opened the gate at the center of his eyebrows, and condensed his mental power into an enormous hammer that smashed at Wuying Qi's remaining soul. "Take this!"
BOOM!
As if a heavy bell had been knocked, Li Yao's and Wuying Qi's souls had an intense collision, raising visible blasts.
There was a slight gap between their souls, but Li Yao's soul was protected by the original body, while Wuying Qi's remaining soul was exposed to the void miserably. The collision of the two was like an armored train crashing into a common shuttle. It was not hard to imagine which one of them was more seriously wounded.
Li Yao's soul was only knocked back to his brain, but Wuying Qi's remaining soul was blown apart like a cloud that was blown away by the wind and could not be condensed again for a long time.
Also, the brainwaves that Li Jialing released nonstop cut the clouds into pieces like the sharp blades of the sun.
"Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! "
Wuying Qi had never been so desperate before. His broken soul twisted and struggled nonstop, only to be slashed apart by Li Yao when it tried to reunite, and only to be blocked by Li Yao when it tried to escape.
Long Yangjun took the opportunity to launch the final attack on him. A hundred crystal needles that were as thin as hair darted close and pierced into his remaining soul.
"Zhen …"
This deranged hero of a generation had finally reached the end of his road. The word "I" reverberated in his twisted soul for a long time, but he couldn't say anything else. He was about to be completely annihilated, never to be reincarnated.
However, the clusters of "dark clouds" floating in midair suddenly constricted into hundreds of round and deep black water droplets at the same time, exactly the same as what Li Yao saw in the illusionary space just now.
"Not good!"
Li Yao's expression changed greatly as he suddenly thought of the most terrifying possibility.
Ever since the failure of the Next Sun Plan, Wuying Qi had been heavily wounded nonstop. He had been struggling all the way to this moment and had lost all the opportunities to make a comeback.
But he still had one last choice, which was to detonate the last of his mental power and die together with Li Yao and Li Jialing.
Deep inside the Seven Seas Grand Market, he had remotely commanded Wuying Qinxin to blow up her own brain, which almost dealt a heavy blow to Li Yao. Right now, although he did not have a real brain, his remaining soul was much more abundant than Wuying Qinxin's.
"Watch out!"
Li Yao made a quick decision and stood before Li Jialing subconsciously. His soul was much more powerful than Li Jialing's, and there was no reason for his subordinate to be directly exposed to Wuying Qi's suicide attack before his death.
Boom!
Before Li Yao had the time to completely block Li Jialing, the hundred black water droplets where the power of Wuying Qi's remaining soul was concentrated exploded brutally, turning into a black storm, a black tide, and a black swirl that swept across everything!
Taking the brunt of the attack, Li Yao was involved in the swirl of Wuying Qi's violent self-awareness. Sensing the scourge of Wuying Qi's soul, will, belief, and memories, he felt that he was a boat floating in the middle of surging tides.
The real world disappeared again, and countless memory fragments that were even more realistic than the real world rushed at him. It was as if many vivid worlds were slapped on his face.
They were Wuying Qi's memories.
Wuying Qi's memories pierced through Li Yao's brain like scorching bullets, making Li Yao experience a lot from Wuying Qi's perspective in a trance. It was exactly the same as the memory pieces when he accepted Ou Yezi in the past.
He saw that he was standing on a gargantuan space fortress and inspecting a boundless fleet through the holographic light beams. The head of every starship was engraved with the lightning trident emblem of the Imperium of True Human Beings. The emblem was as brand-new as the starships and was full of vigor like the sun that had just risen.
It should be the first grand military parade when the Imperium of True Human Beings was just established. It was also one of the most memorable pictures in Wuying Qi's broken memories.
Then, the fleet was twisted, the fortress was obliterated, and his memories were pulled back to a long, long time ago in the boundless and dark universe. He — Wuying Qi — was drifting like a ragged boat riddled with holes, but he happened to run into the creepy remains of a giant starship by accident. Deep inside the remains, overwhelming flames of blood rose up and put on a hideous smile at him.
"This should be Blood God's son."
While reading Wuying Qi's memory pieces, Li Yao thought to himself, It's the scene where Wuying Qi encountered the Mad Armageddon deep inside the sea of stars. It was the moment that changed his fate. Naturally, it was unforgettable. He wouldn't forget it even when he was about to die.
Then, Wuying Qi's memory pieces traced back to the past and experienced countless bizarre and mottled pictures, before they were fixed on a gloomy, rainy day.
It was raining cats and dogs outside, and countless torches were burning furiously in the rain, which were raised by thousands of fervent mobs.
Those mobs seemed to have been possessed by extraterrestrial devils and completely lost the rationality of human beings. They roared and lunged at Wuying Qi.
The picture that followed, however, was somewhat blurred.
It was because Wuying Qi's first-person perspective was soaked in tears and covered by a pair of warm and rough hands.
"Mom, I was wrong. I was really wrong!"
Li Yao heard Wuying Qi's regretful howl. "I shouldn't have trusted those ordinary people. They were so kind in the beginning only because they hadn't gained strength yet. Once they gained uncontrollable strength, they would instantly become even crueler than the Cultivators!
"I was wrong, mom. I destroyed this world. What should I do now, mom?
"If I can escape, I won't make the same mistake again. I won't trust them anymore. Mom, I don't want to be a Cultivator anymore. I want to be an avenger. I will avenge you. Mom, I swear to the heavens that I will kill all the ordinary people who hurt you!"
"D-Idiot …"
Then, Li Yao heard the owner of the big hands say intermittently, "It's true that you've made a lot of mistakes, but … but don't go from one extreme to the other. Cultivators or ordinary people, we're all exactly the same. We'll make the same mistakes that human beings make.
"What's important is … What's important is that you don't lose faith in human beings. Don't hate human beings. This world can still be saved. Don't give up on it. Don't give up the path of Cultivators.
"Remember, Ah Qi, there — there are no shortcuts. Anything that looks like a shortcut is a wrong path. It's …"
The warm voice came to an abrupt stop. His large, rough hands slid down his face. His tears mixed with the rainwater, making the ordinary people who were charging at him look like a huge black wave. The huge wave instantly drowned him, swallowed him up, and shattered him.
"Aooo!"
Wuying Qi, who was still a young man, screamed in agony.
Li Yao shuddered hard and realized the meaning of the memory.
It was the memory when Wuying Qi hadn't escaped from the Martial Meritocrats Sector and when the Martial Meritocrats Sector was destroyed in a civil war, right?
The owner of the warm voice who died in his arms must've been his mother.
That was exactly what Li Yao had never thought of before.
Wuying Qi had a mother, too.
Also, judging from Wuying Qi's early education, his mother should've been a standard Cultivator, if not a pedantic and soft-hearted Cultivator.
So, did Li Yao's song just now trigger Li Jialing's feelings for his mother, or did it awaken the memories of his mother that had been buried deep inside Wuying Qi's memories for hundreds of years, which led to the collapse of his belief as an Immortal Cultivator?
It was more or less a lucky hit.
The memory was particularly long, but it was also particularly twisted and blurry. It started from when Wuying Qi was captured by the mobs on a stormy night, when he was tortured countless times to confess the last secrets of the Cultivators, and when he was tied up by the mobs and thrown into the scorching crater. In the end, the picture was frozen at the moment when he fell into the crater in panic, desperation, fury, and regret.
Then, Li Yao discovered something.
His consciousness was trapped in the frozen memory palace, and he could not get out!
He was like an unpredictable shadow that wandered above the crater, but he could not find a way to get rid of the memory at all.
The mobs next to the crater and the young Wuying Qi who fell into the crater were all motionless statues and could not offer him any help.
Even when he was devouring Ou Yezi's memory fragments, he rarely encountered such a strange scene. No matter which direction he charged in, it was like punching cotton. No matter how much power he exerted, it would dissipate or even bounce back.
"It can't be!"
Li Yao felt that his head was dizzy. "Have I really been killed by the self-detonation of Wuying Qi's soul before his death, and I'm going to hell hand in hand with him?
"No wonder I can see Wuying Qi's life memories. That's what people see when they are about to die!
"Don't! A superhero as righteous, brilliant, and smart as me has just saved the world, and I'm going to die for no good reason? It's not fair! It doesn't make any sense at all!
"Get out! I have to get out of Wuying Qi's near-death memories!"
Right when Li Yao gritted his teeth and was about to rush out in a hurry, a gloomy voice came from behind the dead silence.
"Thank you, Li Yao."
The voice made Li Yao's pupils constrict to the size of needle tips. His shoulders were high, and all the hair on his body was standing up.
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