Chapter 608
Chapter 608
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 608
>Chapter Title: Xu
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Although he didn't know what was going on, at this moment, he was indeed truly real again.
Afraid that the other party would use that strange ability to virtualize him again, Li Huowang immediately launched a counterattack.
"Dad, my copper coin sword is gone."
At this time, Li Huowang's attention was entirely focused on the masked man kneeling on the ground and the five heart sos—he completely ignored what Li Sui was saying.
"Die for me!" Li Huowang swung the spinebone sword forcefully toward those five heart sos.
The five heart sos in the midst of their worship never imagined that Li Huowang would suddenly shift from virtual to real at this very moment.
With a "whoosh!", the heads and shoulders of the five heart sos were sent off to Da Qi together.
"Touch your heads! Your heads are gone!"
Hearing Li Huowang's shout, the heart sos simultaneously reached up to their heads. Their bodies instantly went limp, collapsing to the ground and never rising again.
Having finally dealt with these five tricky foes, Li Huowang immediately and without hesitation swung his sword tip toward Doumu Heartpan, who was seated on the wooden chair.
The instant their eyes met, the entire floor split open like a massive bloody maw. Jagged wooden spikes and stakes along the edges clamped shut with crushing force, swallowing both of them whole.
The crisscrossing wooden spikes stood like disordered blades on the floor. The roofless cabin fell silent once more, devoid of any living creatures.
Time ticked by slowly. The dark clouds in the sky gradually spread, and from the deepest part of those clouds, an eye emerged—the ghostly eye of the Divine Mountain that Doumu had previously possessed.
At that moment, a blood-red worm with a toothy maw pried open the wooden floorboards and burrowed out, frenziedly gnawing at all the surrounding wood.
But this seemed to be merely the beginning. More and more wriggling bloodflesh worms emerged from below the wood, devouring every piece of timber in sight.
Soon, the entire floor was riddled with holes, exposing Li Huowang beneath to the open sky.
Li Huowang's chest cavity lay wide open, completely filled with squirming bloodflesh. To combat this Doumu Heartpan, he had unhesitatingly sacrificed his five viscera to Ba Hui, performing the Leap Placement of the Five Elements.
The power of this life-exchanging ability was immense. With a wet "squish", Li Huowang plunged the spinebone sword deep into the bulging belly of Doumu Heartpan.
As he twisted it forcefully, the darkness in the sky churned even faster.
Even in her futile struggle, the Yin-Yang Doumu raised both hands, desperately pushing down on the spinebone sword.
"Still not dead?" With a mighty push from the tentacles beneath him against the ground, Li Huowang's body leaped high, landing squarely on the sword hilt.
The razor-sharp spinebone sword drove down hard, pinning Doumu Heartpan firmly to the deck. He had finally fulfilled his promise to Ji Zai.
In that instant, heaven and earth shifted abruptly. Li Huowang's body passed right through the spinebone sword—his form and the blade suddenly misaligned within him.
The spinebone sword was inside him, yet he felt no pain. Lowering his head, he could even clearly see it.
Having been through this before, Li Huowang recognized the sensation. He knew he had turned fake again. But this time, he realized it wasn't just him—the entire ship, the whole sea, and possibly the entire world had turned fake.
It was as if matter had vanished in that instant. Everything "real" was gone, leaving only the "fake" behind.
But this state didn't last long. Suddenly, the "real" of the entire world returned, and the "fake" vanished in its place.
Qiu Chibao, the monk, and Jinshan all lowered their heads, feeling their substantial bodies with bewilderment.
"I'm alive? I'm really alive?! I can do good deeds again?" The monk bounced around in ecstatic joy.
"What the hell is going on?" Li Huowang wondered to himself. But realization quickly dawned on his face, and he looked up at the sky. "So that's it. So this is the origin of the sky calamity?"
Since he had eliminated Doumu's heartpan, Ji Zai was no doubt now seizing the true-false heavenly dao of the Yin-Yang Doumu. This sky calamity must be the effect of the si mings clashing.
With a "thud!", sensing his body return, Peng Longteng didn't hesitate and bolted from Li Huowang toward the ship's railing.
But as she reached out to climb, her hand passed straight through the broken wood. She had become Li Huowang's hallucination once more.
"Ah~ It's back to this again." The monk looked regretful as he felt his body fade away.
"Is this the end?" Li Huowang closed his eyes, sensing his surroundings.
If the sky calamity had ended so quickly, then his future self, Si Ming Ji Zai, had likely fully mastered Doumu's true-false heavenly dao.
Logically speaking, his future self now commanding two heavenly daos should have been a monumental event. Yet to Li Huowang, it felt like nothing at all.
"Hoo hoo hoo~" A strange whooshing sound came from overhead.
Li Huowang looked up. The gale whipped his bangs into a frenzy as an armed helicopter glowing red appeared in the sky. Seeing the Chinese characters on its underside, Li Huowang smiled helplessly. "Looks like Old Liu really did call the cops after all."
With the mess they'd made, things probably wouldn't be easy to resolve now—especially with a ship full of corpses.
He glanced down at the barely breathing Xu Shou, his face showing utter indifference. "Whatever. At least Yang Na and my parents are safe now."
Staring at this root of all evil, Li Huowang grew more irritated by the second. He bent down, yanked off Xu Shou's sunglasses, and slipped them onto his own face. "You've caused all this chaos and cost me an arm, but I won't blame you. Be more careful in your next life!"
Clutching his bleeding wound—pierced by the copper coin sword—with the hand wearing the ring, Xu Shou's lips trembled open, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
"Hm? What'd you say?" Li Huowang leaned in slightly.
But in that moment, Li Huowang's pupils shrank to pinpricks. He realized he'd seen the now-sunglassesless Xu Shou somewhere before!!
Distant memories flashed through his mind. Soon, a filthy, depraved nunnery surfaced—Anci Nunnery!
"Xu'er? You're Xu'er? You're Xu'er, the son of Abbess Jingxin?!" Li Huowang demanded anxiously of Xu Shou.
Examining the details closely, Li Huowang was absolutely certain. This guy's appearance matched exactly the heart su son Abbess had kept hidden in her flab—the one whose limbs had completely degenerated!
This revelation sent chills rippling through every pore of Li Huowang's body.
The flood of chaotic, complex information made his head throb with pain. Everything had been fine just moments ago, but now his thoughts were in utter disarray.