"Since you have no water, you'll still wait to die anyway. You'll die sooner or later, so save me the trouble of finding your corpse. Leave your belongings and you can scram."
"You will die normally within 24 hours. As for me, I'm merely tidying up your遗物 (remains) in advance. This way, it won't pollute the environment, and the Jackal God won't blame us. It should be considered a good deed, not robbery."
"Hey, I know now. It's probably because you're too ugly that you scared them away~"
"Hey, this time, it's my turn to protect you~"
...
These words kept bombarding Ren Yuanhao's mind, each word piercing his heart like a needle. As he hesitated, a great suction force began to envelop him.
Ren Yuanhao could only be drawn towards the altar by this suction force, eventually passing through the Tianshu formation with ease. The man and woman were held back by countless sharp blades, unable to disengage for the moment.
He slumped down like a defeated dog before Guke Chacher Yidie, who appeared as divine as a god.
"Don't think of this as a sad thing. From the moment you gripped the hilt, you should have thought it through before drawing the sword. Perhaps after drawing the凶剑 (fierce sword), you may never be human again."
Yidie's voice was as still as water, and a solidified sword slowly emerged from her body!
Although Ren Yuanhao could only see the hilt at this moment, he could already smell the scent of destruction.
"This is a gamble, I'm betting with myself, and also betting with you. There's a fifty percent chance you will become a demon, and for the other half, I cannot see clearly. Are you willing to wager this unknown time, these unknown possibilities?"
Yidie's pinky finger broke free from Tianshu's restraint, and slowly, inch by inch, it moved towards Ren Yuanhao, making the finger-hook gesture that children love the most.
"I believe you. Let's pinky promise. I want to grow old with you, play until we're old. From now on, I am the sword in your hand. Though facing thousands, I will advance."
Ren Yuanhao resisted madly. He didn't know what he was afraid of. Perhaps from beginning to end, he had never escaped the definition of a 'loser'. From start to finish, he was timid, afraid of loss, and even more afraid of gain.
Countless voices in his heart mocked him:
"Such a pure and clean woman, can you bear to let her die?"
"Coward! Isn't it because of your incompetence that this unfavorable situation has arisen!"
"Choose! Make a choice! Or do you want to cower in the cradle like a coward your entire life?"
At this moment, Yidie's voice grew weaker, "Hey, I don't have much time left. Look behind you, how many people are waiting for you to draw the sword?"
When Ren Yuanhao turned around, he saw his parents, Shen Lanini, Ye Lan, Yang Lingxue, Ji Fu, Liu Fuqu, Zi Yuan, and others looking at him expectantly, with only him in their pupils.
And what he saw was a sea of corpses about to swallow them!
"No, don't!" Ren Yuanhao was stunned by this illusory scene, fear gnawing at his body like a tenacious leech.
"Draw the sword. You know you can never retreat, can you? Just like the gears of destiny, once they start to mesh and turn, only death can stop them. Hesitation only buys time for the enemy."
Yidie's voice was as melodious as palace bells, and as clear as a stream washing over stones, but Ren Yuanhao could already sense two destructive forces surging towards him!
Ren Yuanhao suddenly stood up from the ground, his body trembling slightly, but his golden eyes shone like the sun!
"Yes, every time I want to retreat, I see those eyes full of trust in me."
Ren Yuanhao extended his pinky finger, "Okay, I promise you. I want to grow old with you, play until we're old."
"Even if it means becoming a demon, you don't care?"
"We are already in hell. Everyone is a ghost. What does it matter?"
Ren Yuanhao gripped the hilt, and the world's most ferocious sword showed no resistance, readily accepting Ren Yuanhao!
"You little brat! You're looking for death!"
"Watch your sword!"
Roar~!!!
Ren Yuanhao let out a wild roar, and a narrow sword was finally drawn from Yidie's body, its radiance brilliant, filling the room with flowing, water-like shadows!
The air currents surged, like a giant dragon inhaling water, and a heart-pounding power slowly merged into the world's most ferocious sword in Ren Yuanhao's hand. With a casual swing, the long swords tightly held by the man and woman snapped easily. The two were like they had collided with an invisible wall of energy, crashing directly into the cold wall of the room and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The disordered true qi within Ren Yuanhao was as if smoothed by the ferocious sword Fen Chuan. He slowly walked towards Guke Chacher Yidie, who had lost her life's breath, the room filled with tearful sobs.
He held Yidie in his arms horizontally, placed her in a safe place, and then stepped deliberately to the center of the altar, holding his sword aloft and glaring!
"You want it, don't you? If you have the guts, come and get it!"
What Ren Yuanhao held was not merely a sword, but the essence of slaughter itself. Whoever he wanted dead, could not escape. Even these two felt this heart-pounding sensation.
"You want to be number one in the world, don't you? Why are you so hesitant? Come on!"
Ren Yuanhao raised his long sword, and the hearts of the two tightened, feeling an invisible wave of energy pass through their bodies, pressing into their internal organs!
Even more terrifying, as they looked at Ren Yuanhao, their knees felt as if they were being pressed by an indescribable force, and their heads instinctively wanted to droop, as if... seeing a superior being!
What kind of pressure was this?
"And this, you covet it too, don't you?"
Ren Yuanhao grabbed the core of the wind element's origin ability, which ordinary people wouldn't dare to touch. The core, which was originally obscured like a veiled maiden, actually resonated with Ren Yuanhao. The heart-pounding power, while Ren Yuanhao was completely passive, surged into his body.
"Ho-how is this possible? To devour the origin ability core, one must be recognized by it. How can a man who relies on a fierce sword be worthy!"
The man's hysterical roar was utterly unaware of the terrifying impact Ren Yuanhao's body was enduring. It was as if countless scythe-like winds raged within him, and all his true qi was like giant waves on the sea, threatening to explode him from the inside!
However, every time this happened, a gentle aura would pass through the hilt of the fierce sword Fen Chuan, as if Yidie was still by his side, never having left.
Without this power, Ren Yuanhao truly didn't know if he could hold on.
At this moment, the man and woman suddenly launched an attack, unleashing their bizarre and unfathomable devouring abilities, attempting to suck Ren Yuanhao into a strange black hole space.
However, Ren Yuanhao was no longer the Ren Yuanhao of mere minutes ago.
His right hand tightly gripped the fierce sword, and his left hand violently unleashed his berserk true qi. With a palm strike, he not only tore apart the abilities they unleashed but, more terrifyingly, the entire passage was cleaved with a fissure, directly extending to the bronze door.
"If you want to die, feel free to come up and try."