Otherworldly Desert Dust

Chapter 251 - 207: Joint Burial While Alive

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"Not bad for the Yin Pole Xuan Woman," Jiao Liecheng praised. "You make us feel ashamed."

Liu Mengying maintained a trace of serene tranquility, as if the magnificent act of obliteration she just performed was an everyday affair, exuding a detachment utterly unlike that of ordinary people.

However, Wu Hen, who was holding her small hand, could clearly feel the disarray in her meridians, nearly knocked unconscious by the rebounding force.

She was already at the end of her tether.

If these forces still harbored the intention to test her, she truly wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer.

Fortunately, the strength that the Yin Pole Xuan Woman had just displayed did indeed lift the spirits of all the Human Clan forces. Even the mighty tyrant tiger armor appeared as mere reptiles before a true Netherworld Immortal of the highest order—easily wiped from existence!

Such a powerful being was something all other Human Clans aspired to. They all needed her protection and knew that to befriend such a person meant touching a higher dimensional world.

Thus, under the leadership of the Totem Sacred Sect’s Jiao Liecheng and the Longevity Sect’s Chu Zhi, the Human Clan forces began a major onslaught and finally arrived at the Red Palace Platform.

Inside the Red Palace Platform, a large number of tyrant tiger armors presented a formidable oppressive force. Any who were weaker than Heavenly Light and did not group together were practically instant kills.

"I can feel it," Liu Mengying breathed slowly.

The aura emitted by Death Omen Yuan You slowly nourished Liu Mengying’s Netherworld Body, and her Divine Power, which had been on the verge of exhaustion, was gradually recovering.

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Just being close to Death Omen Yuan You brought such miraculous effects.

This made Liu Mengying even more determined to seize Death Omen Yuan You.

Wu Hen remained lightly supporting Liu Mengying. To others, this Yin Pole Xuan Woman seemed supremely noble, always attended by someone, but only Wu Hen knew that without borrowing strength from him, she could collapse on the battlefield at any moment.

A frail Netherworld Immortal, without the support of the Yin Pole Heavenly Court, would still be brutally devoured by other humans no matter how noble her status.

Liu Mengying had to persevere until she obtained Death Omen Yuan You.

"With your condition, it will be hard to get to Death Omen Yuan You. There are at least a few hundred tyrant tiger armors above," Wu Hen said.@@@@

"I will crawl to it if I have to!" Liu Mengying declared.

"Miss, although those tyrant tiger armors guard Death Omen Yuan You, they dare not approach it carelessly. We don’t necessarily have to kill all the tyrant tiger armors—just reaching that spot will do," the White Ghost Knight pointed to the empty area before Death Omen Yuan You.

There was nothing in that empty space.

As the group consisted of the strongest from various human clans, there was naturally no need to bring along a burden.

"No, I can’t cast some spells without him by my side," Liu Mengying refused outright.

Wu Hen hadn’t even reacted yet.

It took him a while to realize that "Fan Chen" referred to himself.

He wasn’t Wu Hen now, nor Cai Ting, but the officially designated Fan Chen of the Yin Pole Xuan Woman!

Why did it feel like the White Ghost Knight had a particularly strong dislike for him?

What’s with all this resentment from a Yinji Follower towards the male protagonist?

Didn’t he know that he and Liu Mengying were officially wed in the Underworld, a god-affirmed couple? Was this White Ghost Knight trying to advance his position through his strength?

What a plot—no wonder he was content to be a follower despite his outstanding abilities.

He was actually aiming for the lady protagonist!

What a joke!

Wu Hen hadn’t forgotten that this was the guy who had told him to draw his sword and end himself when they were in peril earlier.

"I’ll just follow Meng Ying. When we were in the mortal world, we were buried together, lying side by side in a narrow, golden-thread nanmu coffin, tightly embracing, dependent on each other in death..." Wu Hen, sensing the hostility from the White Ghost Knight, deliberately emphasized his relationship with Liu Mengying.

Upon hearing this, Liu Mengying, frail and slender, could barely stand steady.

Although Zhuo Dong wore a mask, it was clear his face must look extremely unsightly.

Even the other talented members of the Human Clan could tell that Wu Hen’s words were a raw reminder of yin and yang...

"One must not mention things from before death!" Liu Mengying glared at Wu Hen.

Whatever this golden-thread nanmu coffin was, along with the intimate burial together, Liu Mengying herself was unaware, and she believed this guy was simply spouting nonsense.

After all, even if the funerary marriage had taken place, this guy was dead. How could he possibly know what the funeral was like?

For a Yin Pole Priest, "before death" was essentially equivalent to the mortal stage of an Immortal.

Immortals cut off karma with their mortal selves.

Yin Pole Priests typically had nothing to do with their mortal lives anymore.