Chapter 92: The Lesson I Never Understood in My Past Life

"Ah! Good!"

Nanlan Fangya took Zhou Yan in her arms.

Without lingering, she hurried toward North Desert City.

Very soon, Guan Xiu's body was devoured to the last trace.

Heavenly Ghost also realized something: the ten supreme beings seemed to possess no consciousness at all, and could perhaps only be regarded as projections of those supreme beings.

In that instant, a flash of greed appeared in Heavenly Ghost's eyes.

Though they were only projections, if it could devour them...

it knew that both its strength and its potential would soar.

That was precisely why it had taken such a desperate risk and swallowed its own host.

"Cur!"

Xiao Yang also sensed the greed in its gaze.

He knew that although the true form of the Ten Palaces Yama was unimaginably powerful, what he had summoned was only a projection.

It could not unleash its true strength.

Still, Xiao Yang now possessed the power of the peak Martial Marquis realm.

Killing the remnant soul of a Heavenly Ghost should not be too difficult.

"Roar!"

A savage howl rang out.

Heavenly Ghost's figure vanished at once.

Almost at the same moment, one of the hundred-zhang divine statues moved.

It was a deity with a short beard, holding a court tablet in both hands.

Its eyes opened slightly.

Two rays of divine light fell.

In an instant, scene after scene flashed before Xiao Yang's eyes.

Several of those scenes made him shudder.

This Heavenly Ghost was not only cruel and bloodthirsty; it had even devoured its parents and slain its own brothers.

It was truly a ghost of monstrous wickedness.

Only an instant later, Heavenly Ghost was gripped by fear again. It had finally come to its senses and realized that it had thought everything too simply.

Even if it was only a projection, it was still the projection of a supreme being.

For a tiny Heavenly Ghost like itself to dare pry into such a thing was nothing short of courting death.

Suddenly, the sky trembled.

Clumps of dark clouds descended, and a fine rain began to fall.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Chains as thick as a thumb tore through the air.

Puff, puff, puff!

They pierced Heavenly Ghost's body with effortless force, and black matter began to ooze out.

"Roar!"

"Heh-heh."

Xiao Yang could see it clearly now.

The Ten Palaces Yama completely suppressed Heavenly Ghost.

Before those divine beings, this so-called Heavenly Ghost had no choice but to be crushed and trampled.

Clack, clack, clack!

The chains tightened, and behind the Ten Palaces Yama a great gate appeared.

Nanlan Fangya stole a glance.

Her face turned deathly pale at once.

"This... this can't be the legendary hell, can it?!"

At the sight of what lay beyond that gate, even her lips began to tremble.

She spun around at once.

She did not dare linger for even a moment longer, and clutching Zhou Yan, she ran toward North Desert City.

In another world, white ghostly shadows drifted everywhere, and at the very center, within a palace...

A skeleton sat upon an ancient throne.

"A supreme being?"

The skeleton murmured in surprise.

White soul fire flickered in its eye sockets.

It suddenly rose to its feet, and all the living beings in the outside world fell to their knees, worshiping the palace.

"Interesting. This world is becoming even more interesting."

Puff, puff, puff!

Heavenly Ghost was torn into several pieces by the chains and dragged into the corresponding hells.

After everything was over, Xiao Yang sat down on the ground, cold sweat seeping from his back.

He had also seen the scene behind the Ten Palaces Yama. It was clearly his own martial divine image, yet it gave him a sense of mortal peril.

It was as if those hells wanted to drag him in as well.

Fortunately, those hells should have been suppressed by the Ten Palaces Yama in the end, and they failed to drag him away.

That had been a close one.

Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, he decided that he would not casually summon martial divine images like the Ten Palaces Yama again.

If the Buddha's martial divine image represented the embrace of all things, then the Ten Palaces Yama represented punishment upon the world.

They embodied final judgment.

And some of Xiao Yang's own actions had clearly already touched the threshold for entry into hell.

Only because he was still a soul of the living world had he ultimately escaped disaster.

"It seems that in the future, when I choose a martial divine image, I should try to use gentler ones. Otherwise, if one day I am killed by my own martial divine image, that would be a laugh and a half."

In the future, he would try to use the Ten Palaces Yama less often. Though powerful, it was far too dangerous.

"Let's head back first."

Originally, Xiao Yang had wanted to see whether he could find Guan Xiu's corpse and perhaps make a small fortune from it.

But soon he discovered that the corpse had already been completely devoured by Heavenly Ghost.

All that remained was a pool of blood.

"What a loss."

He said it with resignation.

Then he turned and headed back toward North Desert City.

With his current peak Martial Marquis speed, catching up to Nanlan Fangya was effortless.

"All right, give her to me."

"Ah!"

The sudden voice startled Nanlan Fangya so badly that she nearly jumped.

Startled, she forgot to watch the road.

Her foot landed on a stone, and she lurched forward and fell.

Zhou Yan was flung out of her arms.

"Careful!"

Xiao Yang immediately accelerated, catching Zhou Yan first.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he set the little girl down on the ground and moved to help the other one.

"Ah!"

Nanlan Fangya panicked at once.

She could only watch herself pitching forward.

Just as she was about to strike the ground, her body came to an abrupt halt.

Suspended in midair.

At that moment, Nanlan Fangya felt a burning arm around her slender waist.

Looking down, she immediately cried out.

"You lecher! Let go of me!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and slapped at Xiao Yang's face.

"Huh?"

Seeing the slap flying toward him, and then hearing what she had said, he simply let go.

The body that had been held in place once again plunged forward.

Only this time, luck was clearly not on her side.

She crashed straight onto the ground.

"Ouch!"

Nanlan Fangya let out a cry of pain.

Slowly, she picked herself up from the ground.

"Ptui, ptui, ptui!"

It was obvious that dust had gotten into her mouth.

The next instant, a gaze full of killing intent swept over him.

"You scoundrel!"

Nanlan Fangya glared at Xiao Yang, gritting her teeth.

Xiao Yang, however, spread his hands with an innocent expression.

"You told me to let go."

I was trying to save you, but you refused. Now you're blaming me instead. That's going too far.

"You..."

Nanlan Fangya was so angry she nearly ground her teeth to dust, yet when she opened her mouth, she found she had nothing to say.

Just as Xiao Yang had said, it was indeed she who had told him to let go.

But anger simply would not be denied.

She knew perfectly well that Xiao Yang had clearly done it on purpose.

Who would ever dislike holding a beauty in their arms?

"Bastard!"

She spat the word, then turned and was ready to leave.

Xiao Yang quickly followed after her, since they were headed the same way anyway.

But at that moment, Nanlan Fangya was burning with anger.

Seeing that Xiao Yang still dared to follow her, she immediately grew displeased.

Her bright eyes flashed as she shot him a glare.

"Don't walk with me."

She tossed out the words coldly.

That left Xiao Yang standing frozen in place.

Only after quite a while did he come back to his senses.

At the same time, he understood a truth he had never understood in his previous life.

Women were often utterly unreasonable.

"Damn it, is this girl a little too full of herself?"

he muttered, annoyed.

Then he was about to chase after her, but after thinking it over, he remembered that although this woman had not helped much today, she had still helped him somewhat.

After some thought, he gave up on following her.

Instead, he carried Zhou Yan on his back and prepared to take another road.