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Chapter 2671

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He had woken up from the slumber that had lasted for thousands of years. The bones that looked like the omniscient devil slowly floated up from the black swamp that was as thick as oil. The memory pieces of the past dashed in the depths of his brain like glittering butterflies. The butterflies of the past hundred years, the past thousand years, and the past ten thousand years collided with each other, raising dazzling and hazy flames. The wings of flames crawled into his every brain cell and cleansed and reorganized his soul again and again.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a mysterious smile. His smile contained indescribable cunning, indescribable savagery, and unstoppable ambition.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the two vortexes in the depths of his eyes gradually stopped spinning. From the original black, white, and red, they merged into a mysterious gray.

From the depths of his throat came a murmur that was gradually waking up after a long sleep. An unfathomable consciousness condensed in the gray vortex. He was back, he was finally back!

Then, he saw a translucent palm grow bigger and bigger in front of his eyes until it slapped him hard in the face.

"Aiya!"

He was slapped so hard that his facial features shifted, and his teeth danced. He spun 720 degrees in the air, but before he could feel the pain, he was slapped in the face again, and he was turned back in the opposite direction.

The two slaps shuddered and pulled him back from the abyss of loss. He felt that he was neither the Blood God who dominated the sea of stars ten thousand years ago nor Blackstar the Great who unified the universe a thousand years ago but a giant spinning top.

"Li Yao, wake up!"

He heard a resolute voice roaring next to his ears along with the overwhelming attacks again and again. "Don't lose yourself and be bewildered by Wuying Qi's strength! Do you hear me? I'm your best friend, Long Yangjun. I'm going to beat you up. Today, even if I burn up my life and soul and overdraft my Cultivation, I'm going to beat you up brutally! "

"Pi pi pa pa pa, pi pi pa pa pa!"

A storm of fists, palms, knees, and feet fell on his face and body mercilessly, incessantly, and mercilessly.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

He meant to resist, but the soul-stirring competition of beliefs with the remaining soul of Wuying Qi had already drained all his strength. At this moment, he felt that his body was too weak to withstand Long Yangjun's crazy savaging. He could only hold his head and scream like a pig being butchered.

"Get lost! Whether you are Wuying Qi or something even eviler, get the hell away from my best friend, Li Yao!"

Long Yangjun roared deafeningly and kicked Li Yao crazily, almost knocking out Li Yao's testicles. "Li Yao, hang in there. I'm trying to save you. You have to be strong yourself and fight side by side with me with all your willpower!"

"Stop, stop kicking, it's me!"

He finally roared in desperation, with tears running on his swollen face. "I'm Li Yao. I'm really Li Yao. What are you doing exactly?"

"Cut the crap. I don't believe it!"

Long Yangjun was still kicking him hard. "You must've been possessed by Wuying Qi's remaining soul. That's why you can't be defeated so easily. All in all, I'm going to kick you to death today!"

"Crackle, crackle!"

Li Yao felt that the entire capital planet was crushing him back and forth dozens, hundreds, and thousands of times.

Even the fierce battle against Wuying Qi just now was not as excruciating as this.

"You're burning bridges after you've outlived your usefulness!"

Li Yao shouted at the top of his voice, "It's really me! Stop hitting me! I've already taken care of Wuying Qi's remaining soul. It's really me! I'll really turn on you if you continue hitting me!"

"It's really … you, Li Yao?"

Long Yangjun kicked Li Yao brutally again before she finally retreated her strength in satisfaction. But she was still staring at him warily, her fingers shivering impatiently, as if she would attack him at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Of course! You know it very well!"

Li Yao grimaced in pain. Covering his cheek, he roared, "You've been holding back your strength to beat me up. You've been wanting to beat me up for a long time, haven't you? You're burning the bridge after crossing the river, avenging your personal grudge, and taking advantage of my precarious situation. That's outrageous.

"Humph. Don't measure the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a petty person. It's true that I don't find you pleasing to the eye, and I often have the impulse to punch your face at a negative distance. But for no reason, I won't beat you into a pig's head for no reason."

Long Yangjun warmed up her fists that were already swollen and appreciated her masterpiece in satisfaction. She said, "Just now, when you were fighting Li Jialing and Wuying Qi's remaining soul, Wuying Qi's remaining soul suddenly exploded into a streak of black light and a streak of gray light, which dashed into the center of your eyebrows respectively. Then, the two of you became very abnormal. You seemed to have turned into a rigid statue, with gray fog popping up on your body and cracks that looked like glass. You were also mumbling to yourself, as if you were truly bewitched.

"I woke you up with a hundred and twenty percent of my strength even at the cost of my soul and life in order to save you. Even if I couldn't have woken you up, I could've at least killed the evil force that possessed your body. But as it turned out, not only did you not thank me, you even questioned my motives? That was too … Hahahahaha. Sorry, sorry. Hahahahaha. I didn't mean to be so heavy-handed. Hahahahahaha! "

Long Yangjun's solemn face collapsed immediately. She laughed so hard that she almost died.

"If you hadn't laughed in the end —"

Li Yao narrowed his eyes and stared at Long Yangjun, before he said angrily, "I almost believed you!"

"It's true."

Long Yangjun shook her shoulders for a long time before she finally found a shiny piece of armor and placed it in front of Li Yao as a mirror. "If you don't believe it, look at what you look like right now."

"This is —"

Li Yao looked at it more carefully. His eyes immediately bulged, and he gasped hard.

In the mirror, although his face had been deformed by Long Yangjun, there were streaks of gray mixed in his messy black hair, especially near his temples. The gray looked both like patterns and a mysterious crown!

"How did I become like this?"

Touching his hair, Li Yao lost his composure and exclaimed, "How did I grow such mysterious gray hair? It further accentuates my otherworldly and extraordinary temperament, making me look unpredictable and respectable. This — this — this won't do. It will make me look too cool. I will lose my usual approachability!"

Long Yangjun found it hard to believe. "What are you talking about?"

"Nothing. I'm just testing my sense of humor."

Looking at himself in the mirror, Li Yao took a long breath in relief. "Thankfully, it seems that I still have a basic sense of humor. If I had really been corrupted by Wuying Qi's remaining soul, I wouldn't have been able to say what I said just now, would I?"

"… Well, if you replace the words' sense of humor 'with' shameless, 'you're right."

Thinking for a moment, Long Yangjun lowered half of her wariness. "In the entire universe, only Vulture Li Yao can be so shameless. If it is really Wuying Qi's remaining soul that occupies this body right now, it can't be so shameless. So, you are Li Yao. Welcome back! By the way, did you really shatter the last bit of Wuying Qi's remaining soul? "

"Well, probably. Let's talk about it later."

Li Yao asked in a hurry, "How long have I been in a coma? Where is Jialing?"

"Five minutes. You've been in a coma for five minutes. Li Jialing is still lying there. His situation doesn't seem to be as serious as yours. He has been sleeping all the time. So, I'm here to 'wake you up' first."

Long Yangjun rubbed her fists.

"Only five minutes?"

Li Yao did not expect that such a long time of inculcation and absorption in the memory palace would only be a moment in reality.

However, Li Jialing had been sleeping all the time not because his situation was not as serious as his. On the contrary, the little lion was probably in the most dangerous state!

Right then, Li Jialing's painful roar echoed in the direction where Long Yangjun was pointing at.

Li Yao and Long Yangjun looked at each other, both of them implying that it was not good.

When they rushed over, Li Jialing had already jumped to his feet like a shrimp that had fallen into a pot of oil.

The golden hair all over his body was enshrouded in the black fog again, which corroded his hair and skin like venom and even corroded his flesh and bones.

In the excruciating pain, he activated his own transformation. His muscles were torn apart, and his bones were bulging. He was truly like a lion standing on its feet and turning into a gargantuan monster!

"Aooo!"

Li Jialing's claws stabbed deep into his head, and black flames spurted out of his bloody mouth. Two armies seemed to be fighting each other in his eyes. He was rolling on the ground in pain, leaving deep ravines on the ground that was as hard as iron.

"Jialing!"

Li Yao grew anxious. Nobody knew Li Jialing's situation better than he did. Could the young man in his twenties really defeat the remaining soul of "Wuying Qi 2.0" with his determination?

Li Yao charged forward without bothering anything, trying to wake Li Jialing up with the intense brotherhood. "Listen to me. I am Li Yao. I am your big brother!"

"Hooo!"

Li Jialing, who had been caught in madness, did not listen to him at all. He crashed into Li Yao's chest brutally like a black tornado and almost tore his chest apart, blowing Li Yao away.

It was not a strength that Li Jialing should have at all, but an enormous legacy that Wuying Qi 2.0 gave to Li Jialing!

"Pu!"

Li Yao fell on his back again, vomiting blood crazily. When he sat up in dizziness, he discovered that Li Jialing, who was surrounded by black fog, was squatting not far away and eyeing him in the most brutal eyes.

"Don't … Don't be rash. Let's talk nicely!"

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