Chapter 0965: Imperial Concubine Xi's Palace Hall, Spirit Severing Powder
Wu Yu had long forgotten the looks of these ministers and aristocrats before him.
However, they were so vivid in his mind now. Everything in the room, even the decorations, had the smell of Dong Yue Wu's royal palace.
The area around him was congested and everyone was looking at him with disdain and utmost disappointment.
However, what truly frightened Wu Yu was the feeling of being unprecedentedly away from the might he once possessed. He realized that he had none of his abilities from before and his body was no different from that of a mortal with the simple strength of the martial way. He might be able to move freely and healthily, but he couldn't sense his Violet Kingdom Primordial Energy. All his dao techniques and mystiques were blurry as though they had never truly existed.
All his memories of cultivation had been forgotten cleanly. Even all his experiences and the people he had met along the way appeared exceptionally blurry.
This was a frightening weakened state, and it brought out the deepest fear Wu Yu had ever experienced.
He had lost all sense of security.
This felt very real and nothing like a facade. Wu Yu's mind was in incomparable chaos.
"How could this be? What happened? Did I die? Or did I return to the starting point...?"
Wu Yu looked around him blankly.
All his memories had ended on the day he met the Six Arms Demon Ape.
In his memories, he should be dead.
However, if he was dead, why would he be at this point in time? Could this be terminal lucidity?
His mind was completely blank at this point.
"Is the Heavenly Immortal coming next?" Amidst the scoldings from the various ministers, he struggled to get up. He looked at the door and saw snow fluttering down. He was surprised it was winter.
“All hail Hao Tian the Heavenly Immortal!"
Just as he had expected, these words from his memories were playing out once again before his eyes.
Amidst the heavy snow, an immortal-like figure descended.
He wore a white robe, on which numerous Ba Guas were engraved, while in his hand he held a horsetail whisk. No evil spirit would dare approach him. A pair of bright eyes adorned his face, shining like the stars above. Nothing could evade his starry gaze.
Seeing him once again, Wu Yu wasn't as furious and agitated as before. All he did was stare blankly at Heavenly Immortal Hao Tian as he bestowed upon him the Spirit Severing Powder sanctimoniously from high above once again!
On this cold night and before the disdainful gazes of the ministers and aristocrats, Wu Yu was forced to consume the Spirit Severing Powder. His fragile mortal body plunged to the lowest point instantly as though he might die at any moment.
"Is this a dream? What is it?" Wu Yu struggled between pain and losing his consciousness. He was brought to the prison carriage and was transported out of the royal palace towards the borders amidst the heavy snow.
Wu Yu slouched feebly in the prison carriage. His limbs were shivering and his expression was sickly pale. The snow that fell on him and his hair made him look many years older.
"Big Sister!" Wu Yu recalled from his memories that she would appear when he was leaving the royal palace. It had been a long time since Wu Yu had seen her. At this juncture, he felt a strange longing to see her.
Just as expected, in the snowy night, a weak girl was running after the prison carriage with tears in her eyes and fear on her face. However, she couldn't catch up at all. Wu Yu could only watch as the distance between them opened up.
"Big Sister...."
A sour and distasteful feeling welled up inside him. He lied weakly in the prison carriage, looked at the sky, and sank into deep thought.
"Am I dead and reliving all my experiences from the past...?"
"If that is the case, when will this end?
"If that is the case, will everything feel as vivid as before...?" He exerted all his strength to reach the wooden poles of the prison carriage. He could clearly feel its rough texture and even pinch some snow into his mouth. The icy cold sensation couldn't be any more real.
"Perhaps this isn't a dream and not terminal lucidity. Instead, am I restarting my life?"
Wu Yu couldn't help but be fearful at the thought of this.
After leaving the royal palace, he had multiple brushes with death. When he finally reached the Nanyin Demon Continent, he was sufficiently strong. Several years had passed since then.
He felt that all these experiences were exciting and nerve-wrecking. However, if he had to experience them once again, there would only be horror. He couldn't help but question if he had to experience Sun Wudao's death once again and the battle against the Heaven Devouring Evil Lord. If he had to do it again, he was not certain he could reach the same heights as before.
Initially, he only had a slight suspicion that everything was restarting.
However, as time passed, he was still on the brink of death on the prison carriage and getting weaker. As this dragged on, the chances of this being a terminal lucidity were getting smaller and smaller.
At a deserted forest, the snake demon Wan Qing appeared. Wu Yu stood up as he watched her kill the soldiers one after another. If this was in the past, the current him would probably be furious and horrified. However, the current him revealed a bitter smile. After all, in his memory, Wan Qing had died a long time ago. She was just an insignificant figure in his life.
Standing there once again, he obviously wouldn't feel the same fear as before.
"Wan Qing, I know when you will die. Do you believe me?" A bitter smile appeared across Wu Yu’s face.
"How do you know I'm called Wan Qing?" The snake demon reverted to her human form in astonishment.
What she said was different from before. Perhaps this was because Wu Yu had pointed out her identity first. Wu Yu felt complicated. He shook his head, smiled, and said, "I don't know. Perhaps I just happen to know everything that will happen in the future. Today, I won't die. Rather, I will have a huge mysterious encounter."
"You must have gone silly after consuming the Spirit Severing Powder." Wan Qing smiled hideously. She still took action immediately and didn't give Wu Yu the chance to catch his breath.
"Not really. I even know you guys have caused my father's death." Just as she was about to strike, Wu Yu was still unmoved. This was the scene he had in his memory. However, as he knew about this long ago, there were now some differences.
Previously, Wan Qing had told him about it. However, Wu Yu disrupted her tempo and pointed it out first this time. Wan Qing was certain she had never said this before. Therefore, she was a little stumped and stopped her attack.
No Comments Yet
Post a new comment
Register or Login