"My na is Mu Yun." You reply very calmly, a confident smile on your face.
"I sense the aura of the Dragon Clan from you, yet the blood flowing in you is that of ordinary humans. Mu Yun, your life is like your na, capable of mastering everything." Hilard let out a sigh, "In my confrontation with the Heavenly Emperor, I have been utterly defeated, with no strength left to compete with him. Therefore, I hope you can fulfill my last wish."
"No." You respond decisively, holding Zhao’er close, "My life can only be steered by , no one else can influence it. I won’t inherit your will, but I promise you, I will help you deal with the Heavenly Emperor, provided he becos my enemy one day."
"Thanks."
Suddenly, Hilard laughed up to the sky, his unrestrained laughter echoing between heaven and earth for a long ti: "Your words are enough, I am going!"
Hilard’s body slowly vanished, and when only his head was left, a blue light shot from between his eyes, directly towards you, and could not be avoided, so you could only block it with your right hand.
The blue light entered the palm of your right hand, then like Hilard, disappeared into the world.
Though Hilard vanished, his voice lingered: "Go with the clouds, co with the winds, carrying the dust of a lifeti, heart hurt, emotions cold, tears dry...whether sorrow or joy, who can know destiny, a dream, matters of right and wrong, floating with the wind..."
You discover that your right hand now has a blue mark, a word — "Wind".
"Wind?" Zhao’er also saw the word and couldn’t help but say, "This word quite matches what Yun just said."
"How so?" You smiled.
"Wind is the least restrained, coming and going freely in the world, nothing can block its path, no one can hold it. Just like Yun said, your life can only be steered by you, no one can influence you."
"Zhao’er is wrong." The smile on your face softened greatly.
"Hmm?"
You embraced Zhao’er tenderly, saying with deep affection, "I naturally have the freedom to co and go, but there’s soone in this world who can anchor my heart, and if the heart is held, how far can one possibly run?"
Sotis sweet words can lt a woman’s heart; you know it, and Zhao’er knows it, knowing that together, you can never be apart in this life.
White Shadow watched with tears welling in its eyes, montarily dumbfounded. "Alright, let’s go,"
You pats White Shadow’s head and said.
"Hey, Boss, you can’t hit my head, it’ll make stupid."
"You’re already stupid, a few more blows won’t change that." You chuckled.
White Shadow grunted in annoyance, saying, "Hmph, without a woman, I’ll go play with a female dog!"
Hilard had died, but to your annoyance, after his death, many high-level monsters crawled out onto the ground.
You’re no fool, of course, you won’t waste ti here; holding Zhao’er and White Shadow, you move quickly among these creatures, who seem uninterested in you, roaming aimlessly in their domain, making your and White Shadow’s progress even faster.
With White Shadow leading the way, you’re not afraid of getting lost, and the two of you move quickly through the Hell Field, until about half an hour later, White Shadow points to a distant mountain, "Boss, the master is there."
You nod, rembering a question, and simply ask, "White Shadow, is your original na Emperor Zi?"
"Yes, that’s the na the master gave . I couldn’t speak originally, but after the master let consu the soul of a human sage, I could speak, and also developed my own unique thinking."
"What kind of person was the Netherworld Emperor?" On the way up the mountain, without any monsters blocking you, you continue holding Zhao’er, and run quickly on the rugged road.
"To others, the master was a cold and ruthless emperor, but he was very kind to , so this ti I must resurrect him." You nod, saying no more.
"There’s an enemy." White Shadow suddenly stops, looking warily at a stone door ahead, its design strange and engraved with peculiar characters, appearing quite eerie at first glance.
"What’s wrong?" You don’t sense any enemy presence.
"My favorite food is here." White Shadow suddenly grinned, "Mongrel dog, why don’t you co out."
"Roar!" Accompanied by a roar, a three-headed Hell Hound erged from the stone door.
"Hey, mongrel dog, look at who I am."
At this mont, White Shadow is no longer the all-white Wolf King, but Emperor Zi, the beloved dog of the Netherworld Emperor!
Emperor Zi’s body is more than twice the size of White Shadow, and the Hell Hound retreats several steps upon seeing Emperor Zi, showing fear!
"Boss, I’ll handle this guy."
Emperor Zi chuckled, taking a step forward as the Hell Hound took a step back.
The Hell Hound appeared to be extrely wary of Emperor Zi’s power, with one of its heads already lowered, the leftmost panting heavily, only the middle one stubbornly holding firm.
Zhao’er and you stood aside, taking on a spectator’s stance.
The battle between Emperor Zi and the three-headed Hell Hound was completely one-sided, with the Hell Hound displaying a look of fear even before Emperor Zi attacked.
"Roar!"
With a roar from Emperor Zi, two wings suddenly stretched wide from his back, and he opened his mouth to spit out a giant Thunder and Lightning ball towards the Hell Hound. The middle head of the Hell Hound hurriedly responded by spitting a big fireball, the two energy balls colliding, but as they collided, several bolts of Thunder and Lightning fell from the sky, the Hell Hound unable to dodge, was directly hit.
"Woo." The three-headed Hell Hound cried out, hastily retreating more than ten steps.
"White Shadow, stop playing, kill it." You still preferred calling Emperor Zi by the na White Shadow.
White Shadow called out, his body flashing suddenly, then opened his giant mouth, biting fiercely into the neck of the middle head of the Hell Hound, which had no chance to resist, and with a whimper, lost its life.
You knew White Shadow wanted to eat the Hell Hound and aware Zhao’er didn’t like watching such scenes, you quickly ascended the mountain, calling back to White Shadow, "Co up soon."
Upon reaching a tall palace with Zhao’er, White Shadow had already caught up. He hastily said to you, "Boss, this is the Emperor Ming’s Palace, my master is inside."
"Let’s go, I’ll lead the way." White Shadow seed very excited.
"Wait, there’s an enemy." You hastily blocked White Shadow, stepping forward, drawing Ming Ye and coldly glaring at the two statues at the entrance.
This ti, the two statues trembled, and your appraisal technique finally detected the monster’s level: "Guards of the Ming Emperor, Level Eighty."
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