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134: I have my answer.

Su Lin's voice rang out, interrupting her question.

He didn't turn back, but he pointed the way for Luo Ximei.

"Feel the anger you cast out, the fear it twisted.

They were always yours. Now, command them to return."

He slowly raised his hand, and a faint but pure spiritual barrier unfolded before him, protecting both him and Luo Ximei within it.

"Go.

It cannot harm you until you reclaim everything."

These words carried a reassuring power.

Luo Ximei looked at Su Lin's back, which wasn't broad but was incredibly reliable, and the confusion and fear caused by the illusion in her heart were gradually soothed.

She took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

The White-robed Su Lin illusion opposite her saw this and said, "What? Scared into submission, afraid to look anymore?

Or are you hoping that good-for-nothing beside you can protect you?

He can't even..."

His words stopped abruptly.

Because he discovered that the Aura around Luo Ximei was undergoing a strange change.

She was no longer releasing any aggressive Devilish Qi; instead, like a bottomless vortex, she began to generate an invisible suction force.

This suction force was not directed at him, but at the gray mist that made up this space, at the power belonging to her that was scattered between heaven and earth.

"What are you doing?"

The White-robed Su Lin illusion for the first time dropped its arrogant posture, and a hint of vigilance entered his voice.

Luo Ximei didn't answer.

Her entire mind had already sunk deep into her Divine Soul.

Under Su Lin's guidance, she no longer resisted the feeling of humiliation, no longer suppressed the fear.

She confronted them, acknowledging their existence.

The pain of being kicked away is mine.

The humble plea in the dust is mine.

The anger that wanted to destroy everything is also mine.

They are all a part of me, scars left when I struggled out of the mire.

And now... "Return."

She issued her first command in her heart.

As this thought arose, the invisible suction force around her body suddenly intensified.

The dark red Devilish Qi floating in space, the power absorbed and transformed by the White-robed Su Lin illusion, found its true home.

They transformed into thousands of tiny red threads, coming from all directions, scrambling to pour into Luo Ximei's body.

The White-robed Su Lin illusion's body trembled violently; he could clearly feel that the power within him was being forcibly stripped away.

The terrifying pressure of the Late Stage Body Integration began to recede at a visible rate.

"No! You can't do this!"

He let out an angry roar, trying to re-condense his power, but found that his control over these energies was rapidly weakening.

These powers were never his.

He was just a thief, a parasite that could only survive on the emotional waste of his Revered Master.

When the Revered Master decided to reclaim everything, he was powerless to resist.

Luo Ximei's complexion visibly brightened as her power returned.

The injury on her chest, which had been inflicted by the illusion, healed rapidly under the nourishment of pure Devilish Qi.

Her previously consumed cultivation was not only replenished but also became more solidified due to this breakthrough in her mental state.

Her Aura was constantly rising, while the figure of the White-robed Su Lin illusion opposite her was becoming increasingly ethereal and transparent.

"You can't kill me!"

The White-robed Su Lin illusion let out its final roar, "As long as there is still fear in your heart, I will never disappear!

I will return! Next time, I will be stronger!"

"I know."

Luo Ximei opened her eyes, which were now incredibly clear, without a trace of confusion.

She calmly gazed at the figure that had become as faint as smoke, her voice devoid of any emotion.

"No, I have already found my answer."

The moment her words fell, the last wisp of dark red energy was drawn from the illusion's body, returning to Luo Ximei's body.

Stripped of all power, the figure of White-robed Su Lin completely disintegrated amidst his unwilling roars.

As the illusion shattered, the endless gray mist around them receded like a tide.

The white jade path leading to the unknown reappeared clearly beneath their feet.

The first trial was broken.

Luo Ximei slowly exhaled a turbid breath, feeling her Divine Soul clearer than ever before. She turned around and looked at Su Lin, her blood-colored eyes filled with undisguised adoration.

She took a step forward, opened her arms, and hugged Su Lin tightly.

Su Lin's body stiffened slightly, but he eventually raised his hand and gently patted her back.

"Let's go, there's still a path ahead."

"Thank you, Revered Master."

Her voice was filled with contentment, "I understand that no matter what I become, Revered Master will not abandon me."

She looked up, her eyes filled with rekindled confidence and possessiveness: "Since that's the case, I have even less need for any worries.

Revered Master just needs to stay by my side with peace of mind; I'll handle everything else."

As they delved deeper, the surrounding scenery once again underwent a drastic change.

The light ahead quickly turned to a oppressive red, and a thick scent of blood permeated the air.

The white jade path beneath their feet disappeared, replaced by a vast, boundless battlefield.

An eerie blood moon hung in the sky, dyeing the earth a shocking crimson.

The ground was covered with giant Skeleton, and countless broken weapons were stuck between the dry bones.

The air was thick with blood and resentment, and countless illusory vengeful spirits moved among the Skeleton.

At the end of the path stood the second black stele.

The divine script on it was concise and murderous:

"Only the strongest may pass."

"The strongest?"

Luo Ximei uttered these two words, a proud arc forming on her lips, "This suits my taste."

The moment her words fell, the entire battlefield suddenly shook violently.

Deep, bottomless cracks appeared on the ground, and countless vengeful spirits poured out of them.

They did not attack the two of them, but gathered before them, forming a black wall of resentment, forcibly separating the two.

"Revered Master!" Luo Ximei's anxious voice came from the other side of the wall.

Su Lin's voice calmly penetrated the wall of vengeful spirits, "Focus on your own.

This second trial is a test of strength."

Immediately after, in the open spaces before each of them, two distinctly different energies began to converge.

Before Luo Ximei, the countless Skeleton on the ground began to vibrate and gather.

They pieced together in a crude manner, forming a giant Skeleton Monarch ten zhang tall.

It wore a crown of bone, and its hollow eye sockets burned with an eerie blue soul fire.

In its hand, it wielded a giant axe twisted from countless vertebrae, releasing the terrifying Aura of a Late Stage Body Integration without reservation.

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