Volume 8, Chapter 477 – With Me Here, Who Dares Mend the Heavens? (Part 4)

Before the Immortal Alliance’s leader, Du Wu, even arrived, his divine sense had already locked onto Zhang Zhi.

“Boom!”

The granite beneath Zhang Zhi’s feet suddenly collapsed, forming a pit about ten feet in diameter. The immense pressure forced him flat onto the ground.

Du Wu arrived immediately, his thick right hand spreading open like an eagle’s talons before clamping down mercilessly on Zhang Zhi’s head.

Crack!

Zhang Zhi’s skull exploded like a watermelon, splattering blood and brain matter across the ground.

Du Wu swiftly dodged the mess, his face twisting in disgust.

“Zhang Zhi!”

Old Man Cao roared in fury, his sword flashing as he charged at Du Wu. “Du Wu, you old thief! How dare you kill my disciple?!”

“Hmph! Overestimating yourself!”

Du Wu snorted coldly, his divine sense shifting to suppress Old Man Cao as his figure vanished like a ghost.

Old Man Cao felt as if he had sunk into a swamp, his speed plummeted. Before he could even react, a shadowy figure closed in.

He barely had time to raise his elbow in defense before—

Bang!

A kick sent him flying like a cannonball, smashing through the eastern wall of the grand hall, leaving a gaping hole.

“Cao, you old fool! You dare raise your hand against Alliance Leader Du? Are you rebelling?”

“Your disciple was a traitor, his death was deserved! And as his master, not only do you feel no shame, you even dare to defy your superiors? Truly, a crooked tree bears twisted fruit!”

“Let’s all act together! For the sake of the cultivation world, we cannot let these two leave alive today!”

The elders in the hall hurled accusations, eager to kick a man while he was down.

“Master!”

Zhang Zhi’s life soul had already left his body. Seeing his master sent flying, he panicked and tried to float toward him.

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“Trying to escape?”

Du Wu had no intention of letting things go. His overwhelming divine sense instantly imprisoned Zhang Zhi’s life soul in place.

Meanwhile, Old Man Cao’s divine sense stretched out from afar, desperately resisting Du Wu’s suppression in an attempt to protect his disciple.

Outside the main hall, chaos had erupted as well.

“Did you all hear that? A cultivator admitted it with their own words!”

“I see it now! These cultivators have been hiding the truth all along, afraid that once the evil spirits vanish, we mortals won’t need to rely on them anymore!”

“Charge in together! For the sake of our descendants, we can’t let them mend the heavens!”

“That’s right! With resentment so heavy in this world, even if we die, we’ll just become evil spirits! What’s there to fear?”

“You want evil spirits so badly? Then kill us if you dare!”

A crowd of ordinary people, fearless in the face of death, surged toward the gates once more.

“Fine! This Protector will see if you really turn into evil spirits after death!”

Protector Lei’s eyes turned icy as he swung his sword in a backhanded slash.

A massive sword aura, bright as a crescent moon yet cold as death, sliced through the crowd like a blade through tofu.

Squelch! Squelch!

In the next instant, dozens of people were cleaved in half. Blood sprayed, organs spilled, and the scene resembled the depths of hell.

“Ahhh!”

The remaining commoners fled in terror.

‘This beast actually dares to slaughter defenseless civilians?!’

Qi Huang’s eyes nearly burst from fury.

“Wanted to become ghosts, didn’t you? Show me!”

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Protector Lei strode forward, his voice dripping with scorn.

But then, something unbelievable happened. The life souls of those dozens of slain commoners actually emerged as wraiths from their corpses.

“How is this possible?!”

Protector Lei was stunned. By all logic, ordinary people had weak divine sense, their life souls should have been instantly erased by the Heavenly Dao’s will upon death.

Upon closer inspection, he noticed an unusually dense layer of yin energy swirling around these souls, so thick it was visible to the naked eye. This was what had allowed them to survive.

“The imperial capital is densely populated, its yang energy overwhelming, where did such concentrated yin energy come from?”

Protector Lei’s gaze swept his surroundings, only to realize the temperature had dropped without him noticing. A faint, eerie mist now lingered in the air, hazy and unsettling.

Qi Huang understood immediately. Lu Yao had already removed her veil, revealing the “blood tear” on her face. Under its influence, the world’s yin energy was gathering here.

As the yin energy thickened, the wraiths’ strength surged rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they broke through to the Malignant Ghost realm, their spectral forms becoming visible to all.

Lu Yao judged the time was right and silently covered her face again, now was not yet the moment to shatter space.

“I… I’ve become a ghost?”

“Haha! Dying really does turn you into a ghost! This feels so much better than being human, light as air, floating like an immortal. This isn’t death, it’s ascension!”

“Exactly! If I’d known earlier, why would I have clung to life?”

The dozens of Malignant Ghosts, now fully aware, rejoiced. In this world, being a ghost was indeed far more comfortable than being human.

“Look, everyone! Are those ghosts?”

“Is being a ghost really that good? They seem so happy! It makes me want to try it!”

“If death really turns us into ghosts, what’s there to fear? Let’s fight these cultivators!”

“You wanted evil spirits so badly? Kill us, then! We’ll grant your wish!”

The other commoners, though unable to see the ghosts directly, could perceive the yin energy. Their fear forgotten, they surged forward again with frenzied determination.

“Worthless trash! Even if you become evil spirits, what of it? You’ll still just be stepping stones for cultivators!”

Protector Lei, a peak Divine Realm cultivator, never imagined he’d fail to intimidate mere mortals. Burning with rage, he unleashed his divine sense, immobilizing the wraiths and preparing to annihilate them.

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“You call evil spirits stepping stones for cultivators?”

A clear, cold female voice rang out.

Protector Lei turned to see a girl wrapped tightly in robes, her entire body wreathed in yin energy so dense even sunlight couldn’t penetrate it.

This was, of course, Lu Yao. With the Immortal Alliance’s true nature exposed, she saw no need to hold back any longer.

“So it’s you, you evil spirit, causing trouble! How dare you act so brazenly at the Immortal Alliance’s gates? Who gave you the audacity?!”

Protector Lei’s face twisted with fury, his authority challenged.

Lu Yao wasted no words. She flicked a finger toward him, her razor-sharp zombie nails slicing through space. An almost imperceptible spatial “scar” shot toward him.

Protector Lei raised his sword in defense, sneering. His weapon was forged from the finest materials in the cultivation world.

Clang!

A metallic screech echoed as Protector Lei stiffened, then toppled backward. A trickle of blood seeped from his forehead, and a perfectly round hole now pierced his once-indomitable sword.

Clearly, no material, no matter how precious, could withstand the power of spatial severance.

Of course, Lu Yao wasn’t truly wielding spatial force yet, she was merely borrowing it.

Qi Huang watched, both shocked and enlightened. Who knew a powerful physical body could indirectly harness spatial energy?

With a single effortless strike, Lu Yao had killed Protector Lei. She stepped forward, calmly walking over his corpse, her voice devoid of emotion as she mocked:

“Now… who is whose stepping stone?”

The remaining Immortal Alliance disciples, seeing their protector slain, scattered like frightened birds.

“Charge!”

The commoners, seizing the opportunity, flooded into the Immortal Alliance’s headquarters like a tidal wave. Though they were mere cannon fodder, their deaths, nourished by the yin energy, transformed them into Malignant Ghosts and zombies that continued the assault.

Thus, humans and evil spirits “joined forces”, swiftly overwhelming the Immortal Alliance’s stronghold, a bitterly ironic sight.

Lu Yao threw off her cloak, vanishing like a ghost. In her wake, spatial scars rippled outward like overlapping waves, reducing everything they touched to dust, cultivators or buildings alike.

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In the blink of an eye, Lu Yao stood atop the grand hall, surrounded by a maelstrom of yin energy. The structures and ground beneath her corroded, crumbling away like ash.

“Hm?”

Du Wu, sensing the sudden intruder, immediately abandoned his attempt to kill Zhang Zhi and retracted his divine sense warily.

“Who are you?”

“Th-this is a… a Flying Zombie at its peak?!”

Someone gasped in horror.

‘Peak Flying Zombie?’

Qi Huang’s mind reeled. Wasn’t the Flying Zombie the highest zombie realm? Yet Lu Yao had already shattered space, her power should far surpass that level!

‘Could it be that the world Lu Yao came from had a weaker spatial fabric? That’s why she could break through earlier?’

The more Qi Huang thought, the more plausible it seemed. After reaching the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, she felt her speed was now comparable to Lu Yao’s. If she reached the peak, she might match Lu Yao’s current strength.

“The one who defies the heavens.”

Lu Yao answered after a brief pause.

“Defies the heavens? Then why have you come here?”

Du Wu frowned. If not for sensing her formidable strength, he wouldn’t have wasted words on an evil spirit.

“To give you a choice.”

Lu Yao’s voice was calm.

“What choice?”

Du Wu asked reflexively.

“A chance to live. Abandon your plan to mend the heavens, and I’ll spare your lives. Otherwise, after today, the Immortal Alliance will cease to exist.”

Lu Yao’s reply was cold and final.