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Ghost Douluo's handsome face twisted with madness and mockery, revealing a sneer even more contemptuous than Tang Hao's.
"Tang Hao."
"You think you understand everything?"
"You think Yue Guan's efforts are destined to fail?"
He bent down, leaned close to Tang Hao's ear, and whispered a sentence dripping with venom:
"Let me enlighten you."
"Our mission this time—finding the Blue Silver Emperor—"
"It was never for Spirit Hall."
"It was for a certain Elder."
"An existence so great… your tiny mind, and even this entire continent, cannot fathom."
"E… Elder?" Tang Hao murmured, his mind already swimming in pain and shock.
Ghost Douluo's lips curled even more.
"That's right. Elder."
"With that Lord's heaven-defying ability—reviving a dying Blue Silver Emperor?"
"That's nothing."
Ghost Douluo deliberately paused.
Then, word by word, like pounding nails into Tang Hao's skull—
"Even bringing her back to peak state…"
"…even restoring her human form…"
"…would be a casual flick of His hand."
BOOM!!!
The words struck Tang Hao's soul like heavenly thunder.
His breathing stopped.
His heart, deadened by despair moments ago, suddenly thrashed wildly—
Thump! Thump! Thump!
So violently it felt like it might burst out of his chest.
"You… what did you say?!"
He roared with a broken cry, his only remaining hand trembling as it grabbed Ghost Douluo's collar.
Transform back into human form?!
Impossible.
Utterly impossible.
…wasn't it?
Back then, he had buried Ah Yin in that dark, sunless cave.
Yes—
partly because of guilt.
Partly because he couldn't face her.
And partly…
Because he was desperate.
He wanted Ah Yin back more than anyone.
He regretted his selfishness—regretted it until he wanted to tear himself apart.
But regret was useless.
He had thought about planting her in a fertile place, guarding her, waiting.
But how long would that take?
Ten thousand years?
Fifty thousand years?
A hundred thousand?
By the time Ah Yin matured back to a hundred thousand years and regained human form—
he would have long been a pile of rotting bones.
That was the real reason he eventually chose to hide… and let her fade.
If only he could go back—
he would never have taken that hundred thousand year spirit ring.
He would never have let Ah Yin walk toward sacrifice.
And now—
Ghost Douluo, this man he despised, told him—
Someone could bring Ah Yin back in days.
To Tang Hao, this sentence was like a divine light piercing hell.
Ghost Douluo saw all the shifting emotions on Tang Hao's face—
and his smile turned victorious.
He pried open Tang Hao's fingers one by one.
"And before that—"
He straightened, his voice ringing with confidence and pride:
"What Yue Guan needs to do is stabilize her life force!"
"Until the moment we personally deliver her to the Elder!"
"I believe he can do it!"
"And I believe the Elder—can absolutely do it!"
With that, Ghost Douluo turned away.
He no longer looked at Tang Hao, who sat stunned and lifeless on the ground.
He strode back to Chrysanthemum Douluo, standing silently beside him.
He didn't speak—
just stared at Yue Guan's deathly pale face.
His hands clenched so tightly his nails pierced his palms—yet he felt nothing.
Yue Guan… hold on.
Hold on!
Meanwhile—
Chrysanthemum Douluo's origin poured out continuously.
His face was whiter than bone.
His eyes had begun to blur—
the world drifting away.
The wind—he couldn't hear it.
The voices—gone.
Even his own heartbeat—faint, fading.
His consciousness was sinking into darkness.
Cold.
So cold.
So tired.
Am I… going to die?
Just as the last sliver of his mind dimmed—
A whisper echoed in his spiritual world.
A woman's voice.
Soft.
Mournful.
Full of unbearable sorrow.
"Stop…"
"Don't… waste your life… for me anymore…"
Yue Guan's fading mind snapped back for an instant.
This was—
the Blue Silver Emperor's voice.
She was speaking to him!
Even in death…
Even drowned in despair…
She still wasn't willing to see someone die for her.
"Blue Silver Emperor?!"
Yue Guan cried out with his last shred of spiritual force.
"Don't give up!"
"I know you were deceived by Tang Hao!"
"I know your heart was shattered by him!"
"But this world still has people who care about you! Truly!"
A faint response came.
Yet it still carried that deep, bone-chilling despair.
"Who…? Who cares about me…?"
"Who…?"
"Who else…?"
Yue Guan almost went insane from anxiety.
His consciousness was slipping—
he only had seconds.
"Elder!" he roared mentally.
"That supreme Lord must have long known of your suffering!"
"He pitied you! He hurt for you!"
"That's why He sent us—
to find you—
to save you!"
"He cares about you!"
But after Yue Guan's desperate shout—
Silence.
Cold.
Empty.
Restless silence.
Yue Guan panicked completely.
If she didn't answer—
she was going to die.
The Elder's mission would fail.
No—
No!
Absolutely not!
He clenched his will and prepared to do the unthinkable:
To pump out the last of his life force—
everything—
and gamble his very existence on saving her.
Even if it killed him.
But before he could—
A faint force pushed him.
Gentle.
Inevitable.
His consciousness was pushed out of the spiritual space.
Outside the cave—
Chrysanthemum Douluo's trembling body suddenly jolted.
The golden light he was channeling—
stopped.
Then—
Under countless horrified gazes—
his body went limp—
and he collapsed backward.
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