Chapter 110: Ten Years of Sorrow—Please Look Back Without Gazing at Each Other
Liu Yi leaped down, waved his right hand, and said, “Replace them.”
Thirty-six people flipped upward and quickly landed beside them, immediately dividing tasks to activate the thirty-six Demon Suppression Flags. Green energy flowed into the red flags, causing the yellow coverings behind them to emit a golden glow, as well as the thirty-six flags themselves.
The twenty-four giant gray wolves behind them, along with the twelve white tigers in the sky, remained neatly arranged. The wolf king stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, “Demon Lord, you’ve arrived just in time.”
At this moment, Liu Yi had no patience to listen. Glancing at those from both the righteous and demonic factions, he snapped angrily, “I’m ashamed of you all. Now, ask my teacher to arrange for these people right away. If you want to die, that’s fine too. I’ll withdraw my men immediately. I’ll give you just three seconds to decide.” His tone was filled with arrogance and the aura of a king.
“1”
“Grandpa, he’s so powerful,” Long Muyaa, perched on the Dragon God, said as she watched Liu Yi negotiating with representatives from both sides.
“2”
“His arrival will likely bring about new changes in these three realms,” the Dragon God said softly, stroking Long Muyaa’s red hair.
“3”
“Very well. We’ll follow the city lord’s orders. Six hundred members of the demon race are at your disposal,” Aotian said impatiently. Refusing now meant declaring death for himself.
Liu Yi glanced at Qiong Ba and asked coldly, “What about you?”
Qiong Ba nodded and said, “Then please let the city lord’s teacher arrange everything.”
Liu Yi turned to the wolf king and said, “Teacher, take care of everything here.”
The wolf king nodded and said, “Don’t worry, Demon Lord. I’ll do my best.”
Liu Yi then looked at the white tigers, Qi, and Lin and said, “Protect my teacher and follow his instructions. I’m going into the Ghost City.”
Everyone was shocked by this. The Ghost City wasn’t usually that terrifying, but now it was different. Dead spirits from the Netherworld had rushed out, and the area was filled with poisonous miasma. Entering there meant certain death.
The wolf king hurriedly said, “Demon Lord, think carefully. The Ghost City is full of dead spirits and thick poisonous miasma. You must not risk your life. July was dragged in by those dead spirits—probably already…” The wolf king clearly understood what Liu Yi intended to do.
Liu Yi merely stared at the Ghost City without turning around and continued, “I’m not afraid of the poisonous miasma or those dead spirits. I’m the demon who can scare them.”
This statement stunned everyone even more…
Suddenly, the wolf king remembered that Liu Yi had the Blood of Fury in his veins—no poison could linger in such blood. Perhaps he truly wasn’t afraid of the miasma. But then the wolf king thought of another issue and said, “Demon Lord, I still advise you to think carefully. You know, we can’t see anything inside the Fengdu Ghost City. We don’t know what’s there, why it explodes, or why so many dead spirits appear. There are many mysteries here. Maybe the miasma and dead spirits aren’t a threat to you, but I’m afraid of something else—like the Netherworld Demon God.”
Liu Yi slowly turned around and said, “Alright, teacher. I’ve made up my mind. If I don’t go in, I think I’ll never be able to face myself again. I’ve made my decision. You go ahead and arrange everything here. If I still haven’t come out in three days, then figure out how to find the Divine Bow and forge that Divine Sword… I think by then, perhaps—I might encounter something.”
The Wolf King didn’t try to persuade him any further. He knew Liu Yi’s temperament now and also understood the emotional pain he was going through. If he didn’t go in this time, he might blame himself for the rest of his life.
Liu Yi looked at the Ten Heroes and One—King of the Great Sword, Ah Jiu, Shui Er, Lan Ren… and the others who were still resting on the ground. Nodding, he said, “I admire you. You are true heroes. Although I can’t represent everyone in the world, I can represent myself. Thank you.”
King of the Great Sword held Shui Er, who had just woken up, and shook his hedgehog-like head, laughing loudly, “Haha! I like you—decisive, efficient, and responsible. You remind me of the old Liu Da. Even though you’re from the Demon Realm, you’re more likable than those so-called leaders. Haha!”
A hint of emotion flashed in Liu Yi’s eyes. He glanced at everyone, memorizing each friend’s appearance. He was afraid that if he went in this time, he might truly encounter the Nine Nether Demon God and never come out, so he wanted to remember them as they were.
King of the Great Sword remained unchanged, as did the Ten Heroes and One. The only ones who had changed were Ah Jiu and Shui Er—they had become even stronger and more responsible. Liu Yi sincerely wished them well.
Liu Yi said, “Rest well.” With that, he turned to draw his sword and create a gap to enter the yellow barrier.
At that moment, Lan Ren sat on the ground and said, “He clearly doesn’t love her, yet he still insists on saving her. It’s better for her to die than to live. And some people insist on prolonging her suffering… Sigh…”
Tian Jiao glanced at Lan Ren beside her, then at Liu Yi. She knew he saved her because she had the same appearance as her sister, but it was precisely that same appearance that had hurt another woman’s heart.
The farthest distance in the world isn’t one separated by a chasm between you and her; it’s when she stands right in front of you, yet you can’t accept her love. Perhaps because of this, the distance between Liu Yi and July became the farthest distance in the world.
Liu Yi shook his head and abruptly drew out the ‘Sorrowful Dream’ sword. A white sword light mixed with black aura flashed by, and a gap appeared in the yellow barrier. Seizing the moment, Liu Yi raised ‘Sorrowful Dream’ and charged in. The moment he entered, the gap closed, and just like that, he disappeared—vanishing along with her, simply to atone for the guilt in his heart…
Diving into “Heaven and Earth,” Liu Yi realized this was another world. Undead creatures wandered everywhere, and around him, aside from black demonic energy, there was only green poisonous miasma. Liu Yi flew slowly, gradually approaching Fengdu Ghost City. Since his body contained the Blood of Fury, the poisonous miasma posed no danger to him. As for those undead, upon sensing the presence of the Blood of Fury, they scattered—familiar with that scent, for it was the scent of demons, the scent that once ruled all demons in the realm.
Liu Yi flew along without encountering any obstacles. Of course, he also didn’t find July’s body, which relieved him greatly. Perhaps July knew how to use the “Lanelfina Purification” technique to ward off the poisonous miasma. But soon another thought overturned his assumption—July had already exhausted all her strength; how could she still use that technique?
Yet Liu Yi was certain July wasn’t dead. The desolation along the path to Fengdu Ghost City meant her body wasn’t there, proving she was still alive—only where she was unknown. Liu Yi comforted himself as he searched everywhere.
Regarding July, all he could feel was gratitude. But could that deep gratitude turn into a faint love? No one knew. Perhaps July was protecting that very gratitude—only unknown was who had moved whom first…
Suddenly, Liu Yi saw a blue silk ribbon. It was extremely light, fluttering in the strong wind. That… was July’s protective scarf. Liu Yi quickly changed direction and flew toward the blue ribbon, swiftly grabbing it. Yes, it was July’s silk scarf—something he knew all too well.
But soon he noticed words on the ribbon, written in blood… Perhaps July knew he would come, so she used her blood to write these final words: “Autumn after autumn, moon after waning moon. Years have passed in sorrow—ten years of pain. I only regret not knowing each other. Longing penetrates my bones. How many times have I forgotten my sorrow? Since you’re heartless, why meet again? Please turn back and not look back at me…”
Seeing the blood, reading those words, Liu Yi was speechless. He could only feel July’s despair, her subtle pain, the agony of a broken heart…