In a world of bizarre lights and grotesque shapes, Zhongli Yu walked forward in a muddle. By her side were countless people walking like zombies.
From far away, she saw a river that was a murky yellow. On the river was a small, arched bridge that could only accommodate one person. The people who were walking in line, when they had arrived before the bridge, had unconsciously taken a small bowl from an old woman's hand and had drunk all of the soup in it.
"Drink slowly, walk slowly," the old woman said with a smiling face to every single person who had passed by her. The small bowl in her hand was as if it had an endless supply of soup. Every time it had returned to her hand, without any movement from her, the bowl would on its own be filled with soup.
Where was this place?
Zhongli Yu was thinking with the last bit of her consciousness. But soon, she had arrived before the old woman and was subconsciously about to take the soup bowl in her hand.
"Little girl, hold on," the old woman looked at her with a smiling face. A trace of surprise was revealed on her old, wrinkled face. "This is not a place you should be coming to now. Go back."
"Ah?" Zhongli Yu was as if she had recovered a bit of her clarity. Before she could react, the scene before her had rapidly changed, as if a great force were pulling her backwards.
Was that just now... the world after death?
No! Yu'er doesn't want to die! Yu'er doesn't want to leave Yuhao—
The next moment, the world before her had suddenly changed. Immediately, appearing at her feet were countless skeletons that had lost their flesh and blood.
On the boundless wasteland, only she was standing there in a daze. At her feet was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. On the dim dome of the sky, no stars could be seen. What was there was just a continuously echoing howl, and a cold, sinister wind.
Is this hell? Yes. Yu'er has killed so many innocent people in her life. After she dies, she should get her retribution...
Just as Zhongli Yu was looking around with a lifeless gaze, the great earth at her feet had suddenly begun to tremble. The ground before her had begun to rise. Countless skeletons had been propped up, and then had all fallen down in a neat row.
Zhongli Yu was inexplicably horrified. The current her did not have any strength and simply could not deal with the sudden situation before her.
A huge body, emitting a golden light, had continuously risen from the great earth. With an endless majesty, it had lain before her.
This is...
Zhongli Yu's beautiful pupils suddenly widened. She was as if she had seen the shadow of her blood relatives' martial soul on the figure before her.
The huge figure, which was a full one hundred zhang tall, gazed at her. Its dark pupils could not see any color.
Then, it had slowly stretched out its hand to Zhongli Yu. It was one after another of a bone that was emitting a golden light.
Zhongli Yu could not avoid it. In front of such a behemoth, she was simply too small. She could only let this giant skeleton's claw continuously enlarge in her pupils—
"My name—is Pluto!"
...
Zhongli Yu had fiercely woken up. She only felt as if she had had a dream. The world in her dream seemed so real. The majesty and the dominance that the behemoth had brought to her had scared her so much that her entire body had broken out in a cold sweat.
This time, what had entered her eyes was a world with birds singing and flowers fragrant, like a fairyland on earth.
Where was this again?
In front of her was a not-so-large lake. The rich life aura coming from it had made her feel a bit unreal.
Splash!
The next second, a figure had poked its head out from the lake water. He was just wearing a pair of shorts. His long hair had covered his face. His solid muscles were as if she had seen them before.
The youth had casually pushed his hair back, revealing the familiar yet evil-filled, handsome face.
"You're awake?"
Huo Yuhao had casually used his soul power to evaporate the water droplets on his body, and had slowly, step by step, come before her, and then had sat down cross-legged in front of her.
"Holy... Son?"
Zhongli Yu had cried out in disbelief. Her beautiful pupils had in an instant become moist. The figure that had haunted her dreams for countless nights had returned before her.
Huo Yuhao's face turned black. He immediately said with annoyance, "What Holy Son? I am now the Holy Lord! And also, your husband!"
Hearing his words, Zhongli Yu's small mouth had flattened. Ten thousand grievances were as if they had all vanished. Her delicate body had flashed and had fiercely pounced into the familiar embrace.
She had cried for a long time. She had thought that she had really died and would never see him again.
"Don't cry. I have already avenged you. I have also razed Shrek Academy to the ground. From now on, you will just stay by my side," Huo Yuhao thought for a moment and in the end, still decided to truthfully tell her of Zhongli Wu's desire to possess him and his ultimate failure. Of course, the three years of the preparation process for the possession, he was not good at going into detail.
Zhongli Yu had listened and listened, and her crying sound had also then gradually weakened. As Huo Yuhao had said, her grandfather had planned to possess Huo Yuhao, which was equivalent to wanting to kill her most beloved man. And for Huo Yuhao to have counter-killed him was also equivalent to having killed her only relative.
Huo Yuhao wanted to know what kind of a choice Zhongli Yu, this number one Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult, would make next. After all, some things could not be hidden for long.
"When I was six and had just awakened my martial soul, in order to have my martial soul evolve, my grandfather had locked me in a cage with a group of bound people, and had had me kill them," Zhongli Yu, almost in a mumble, had recalled some of the past and had told it.
"But I couldn't do it. I had even kindly untied the ropes that had bound them. But after those people had broken free, they had immediately begun to punch and kick me. The ruthlessness of their hands was completely to put me to death..."
"I was beaten until I was on my last breath. Only then had my grandfather sent people to re-bind those people. After my injuries had healed, he had once again locked me in, until I had killed all of those people..."
Although Zhongli Yu's words were bland, Huo Yuhao, on the contrary, had listened with great heartache. Any evil martial soul soul master was by nature not a madman, a demon. On the contrary, it was their environment that had created their tragic lives and their subsequent slaughter.
"My father, although he had also inherited the Blood Soul Demonic Puppet martial soul, his aptitude was simply too mediocre. He was sent by my grandfather to another garrison to develop its power. There he had met my mother, and thus had me. However, my talent was taken a fancy to by my grandfather, and he had taken me by his side to cultivate. Thus, after the age of six, I have never seen them again..."
Speaking of this, Zhongli Yu couldn't help but once again have tears fall like rain. Huo Yuhao sighed and gently caressed her back, trying to comfort her.
"After that, a full ten years had passed, a full ten years. I had also just, from my grandfather, gotten the photos that my father and mother had sent to me to comfort me, and had continuously worked hard to cultivate. My grandfather had told me that when I had broken through to Soul King, he would let me be reunited with my father and mother," Zhongli Yu continued, and Huo Yuhao had also been listening seriously.
"In my sixteenth year, my grandfather had had me set off to carry out a mission. The target was to slaughter all the people in a small sect. After the mission was over, I could be reunited with my father and mother. So I had gone with a full excitement."
"We evil soul masters are invincible at the same level. The most powerful Soul Emperor in that sect was not my opponent. In order to see my father and mother as soon as possible, I had made my move ruthlessly and quickly, just seeking to complete the mission that my grandfather had arranged as soon as possible."
"When I had killed all of them, on the contrary, I had unexpectedly found a couple in the corpses. The woman, before her death, had still been tightly holding a photo. I had curiously glanced at it. On the photo was precisely the six-year-old me..."
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao's hair had in an instant stood on end. He had already vaguely guessed the truth that was about to be spoken in Zhongli Yu's story.
"My grandfather had been continuously replacing the photos that my father and mother had sent me, making them in my memory change their appearance, so that I would have no psychological burden in killing them. And at that time, they had just happened to be, because of a mission, lying in wait in that sect. They had not expected that in the end, they would die at the hands of their own daughter."
Speaking of this, Zhongli Yu had let out a miserable laugh and had even, with a bit of a morbid air, looked at her own two hands that had once been stained with her parents' fresh blood. "I have killed my own parents, and have also killed the self that had the last trace of a good thought..."