This was a gray land where not even a blade of grass grew!
The air was filled with a gray mist that obscured one's vision, but it could not obscure the motionless zombies that stood silently.
They were densely packed, like a forest.
Yang Xuan stood in the air, and after looking for a while, he said, "It really is good stuff."
"It is good stuff, but you can't take it away," a voice that sounded like a withered leaf said in the gray air.
Yang Xuan replied with an 'oh' before asking, "Why do you say so?"
"The Corpse Heart Jade originally belonged to me. Without me, you can only open it, but you can't release the zombies inside," the withered leaf said indifferently.
"So that's how it is!" Yang Xuan pretended to be enlightened, but he changed the topic and asked, "Why did you abandon your own body?"
The gray mist in front of him dispersed, and a faint shadow floated over.
"Because I found a better body," the shadow said.
"You mean me?" Yang Xuan pointed at himself. "You're that confident?"
"Before you put the Corpse Heart Jade on your hand, I wasn't sure. But now …" The black shadow smiled and put his hands behind his back. He looked like a scholar who was going to recite a poem about the world.
"In the world of the Corpse Heart Jade, I am the only king." The shadow's voice was not loud, but it was filled with unquestionable confidence.
As he said this, the countless zombies that had been standing silently all this time raised their heads and looked at Yang Xuan.
A pressure so great that it could shatter one's bones permeated the gray air.
Feeling this enormous pressure, Yang Xuan's face paled. After a while, he said with great difficulty, "Zhou Shouyuan, since my end is already decided, why don't you tell me the truth?"
The shadow gradually became clearer, and a scholarly aura spread out, revealing Zhou Shouyuan's face.
"There's no truth!" Zhou Shouyuan looked down at Yang Xuan and said indifferently, "I did everything."
"Why?" Yang Xuan asked.
"Do I need a reason? I just want everyone to crawl under my feet. "Zhou Shouyuan's voice was very calm, but there was a strange madness in it.
"I understand." Yang Xuan sighed and continued, "You're crazy!"
"Haha, don't you think it's funny that someone who's been called a lunatic says that I'm crazy?" Zhou Shouyuan mocked, "What's the difference between you and me? You and I are just small fries struggling to climb up. The only difference is that your luck is better than mine. "
Yang Xuan sighed. Zhou Shouyuan was right. In a sense, he and Zhou Shouyuan were no different. They were both pitiful people struggling in this world.
Zhou Shouyuan continued, "Su Zhenchen is just a pitiful worm who doesn't know he's a puppet. The God of Darkness has never looked him in the eye."
Yang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I only have one question left."
Zhou Shouyuan asked, "What question? Since you've contributed a good body to me, I'll satisfy your curiosity."
"What exactly is the God of Darkness?" Yang Xuan asked, his eyes flickering.
"I can't answer this question. Perhaps you'll only know the answer after you've thrown yourself into the embrace of the God of Darkness." Zhou Shouyuan said, "Okay, do you have any other questions?"
"No!" Yang Xuan said indifferently.
"In that case, contribute your body to me." Zhou Shouyuan's voice seemed to come from all directions. It was impossible to tell the distance, and it was impossible to tell the position.
Then, the shadow began to dissipate, turning into a faint mist. Like a veil, it pervaded Yang Xuan.
A moment later, Yang Xuan was completely surrounded by the black mist.
Seeing the silk-like black mist burrowing into his body, Yang Xuan didn't even move. Only the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of an unknown smile.
"I hope you don't regret it." Yang Xuan smiled as he muttered to himself.
"What?" Within the black mist, Zhou Shouyuan's voice was filled with confusion.
The fierce resistance he had expected didn't come. He didn't even feel the slightest bit of unwillingness from Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan's attitude was as if he had opened the door and was warmly welcoming him.
Zhou Shouyuan sensed that something was wrong, but now, he had no choice but to act.
The black mist completely poured into Yang Xuan's body, and the smile on Yang Xuan's face became even wider.
In the next moment, an extremely tragic and mournful cry resounded through every inch of space within the Corpse Jade World.
"Bai Qi, I swear, you'll die a horrible death. I curse you, you'll be like me, die without …"
The voice came to an abrupt end. The black bead was like an old man who had eaten his fill. It withdrew the vortex in Yang Xuan's body and fell asleep.
"How ironic!" Yang Xuan smacked his lips as he gave his final verdict.
In a sense, Zhou Shouyuan could be considered a super boss. If he hadn't chosen to give up on the body that had been modified by the God of Darkness, then the final battle would probably have had to be fought until the heavens collapsed and the earth split apart to determine the victor.
However, he had made the mistake of choosing to give up on the body in exchange for the opportunity to drag Yang Xuan into the Corpse Jade World in an attempt to seize Yang Xuan's body.
As such, when the black bead had sent out fluctuations and set up a trap, Yang Xuan had already known the outcome.
After the black bead had entered Yang Xuan's body and absorbed all sorts of energy, it was now able to carry out some basic communication with Yang Xuan.
However, this old man didn't take the initiative, and even ignored Yang Xuan.
However, in this aspect, the black bead was much stronger than Little Snow. From time to time, there would be scattered exchanges, but Little Snow seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
A pure energy was sent out by the black bead and fused with the Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged in his Dantian.
Along with it, there were some scattered memories from Zhou Shouyuan.
He looked at the little boy who was hiding under the window and reading under the light of others, but was beaten and scolded by his neighbors. He also looked at the poor scholar who was clearly in high school but was manipulated and lost his qualifications.
The scattered and incomplete memories allowed Yang Xuan to have a rough understanding of Zhou Shouyuan's short life.
In short, this brother's life couldn't be described as miserable. It was probably a combination of all the misfortunes.
In his memories, there was also the complete Spiritual Bestowment Technique. To a certain extent, it could bestow wisdom to plants. In terms of realm, it was even more advanced than the Sincerity Technique and the Sword Borrowing Technique. It was hard to believe that this was a technique created by a scholar.
Unfortunately, he couldn't find the origin and whereabouts of the God of Darkness from these scattered memories. He didn't know if Zhou Shouyuan didn't know, or if this memory was lost.
Qing and Black Armor appeared at Yang Xuan's side. Qing asked, "He's dead?"
"It's a pity that you couldn't take revenge with your own hands." Yang Xuan replied.
"It's good that he's dead." Qing only said one sentence and then fell into silence.
For some reason, Yang Xuan felt that Qing's body seemed to have changed. It was as if he had let go of something.
"I hope he really let go." Yang Xuan sighed.
Compared to Qing, Black Armor didn't change much. The only difference was that his armor had changed.
"I found it in the imperial palace." Black Armor replied concisely.
"En, it's good no matter what!" Yang Xuan nodded. His feet trembled and a huge locust tree appeared, supporting him into the dusky sky.
"It's time to settle some debts." He looked at Black Armor and Qing who had already started to deal with the zombies and said indifferently.
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