The Spirit World

Chapter 746: End of Grow Up
[The man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world]

"Are you scared?" K slowly opened the umbrella. The umbrella was like a black bouquet, spreading out in the black rain, leaving behind crystal black flowers.

K finally stopped getting wet in the rain and slowly opened his umbrella. He held the black umbrella above his head, blocking all the rain as if it was blocking the entire sky.

In the pitch-black sky, there was only a tiny flash of lightning that shuttled through the dark clouds, like a sharp blade unsheathed, with white light, shattering the world.

"If you are afraid, please tell me... Otherwise, I may not have the time to enjoy your sadness and fear."

K looked at the tiny Chang Yufeng, his eyes no longer calm, but real, visible anger. Like Chang Yufeng, K also carried his own anger, venting it silently in the eye contact and the anger in his heart.

"I..." Chang Yufeng stood with his sword drawn, no longer like a wooden stake. The rain on the sword was no longer afraid of Chang Yufeng's concentric circle of light, but flowed down Chang Yufeng's cheeks, from the blade of that ordinary sword, to Chang Yufeng's whole body. Everything that was silky changed from Chang Yufeng's black hair to white. White no longer represented purity, but old age.

The old heart no longer trembles.

Chang Yufeng's white hair was flying in disorder in the wind. The concentric circle of light behind him was slowly emitting a faint glow, which was hardly dazzling.

It seemed as if he was going to die at this moment.

"to you……"

His anger, in his heart, burned his heart completely, made his heart old, and made him think about life clearly.

"I have nothing to say..."

Chang Yufeng walked calmly, step by step, in the rain. His eyes were indeed angry, but his heart was calm without any ripples.

Even lacking a bit of sadness.

After his resurrection, Amutheas, who had been standing behind K, saw Chang Yufeng coming with a sword in his hand, and suddenly jumped in front of Chang Yufeng and stopped him.

The black one was still in the package washed by the rain. It seemed that it was really lacking blood and no longer flowed out black blood. If no one asked about it, no matter how you looked at it, it would just be a very small package.

Rather than a bloody corpse.

"If you think so, then just accept the failure I arranged for you..." K seemed to be tired of this kind of angry look. In his eyes, Chang Yufeng's eyes were not that sad, and this was what scared him.

So, he lowered his umbrella and stopped looking at Chang Yufeng.

He snorted softly, almost gritting his teeth and said: "This is the failure you deserve. Damn it, God."

After saying that, he turned around quickly, leaving behind only his back in a black suit.

"Your opponent... is me..." Amutheas had already drawn out his bone sword and stood a little further away from Chang Yufeng, but he was actually blocking Chang Yufeng's way.

"I forgot to tell you..." K turned sideways, half-dressed, turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "I just came here to deal with some dirty things... The person in the package has nothing to do with you."

He snorted again, turned his head and looked at the thunder in the sky which was becoming smaller and smaller.

"You are so boring... God."

This time, after K finished speaking, he truly turned into a shadow and disappeared into thin air.

Without leaving any trace in the rain.

He did not give Chang Yufeng any chance to speak, so naturally he did not see the change in Chang Yufeng's expression. Chang Yufeng's expression was still angry, as if he had not yet released all his lust. He took a deep breath and ran towards Amyutheas.

"You are better than your sheep... and seem to have some capabilities." Amyutheas looked at Chang Yufeng who was walking in the rain. The three sections of bone blade were slowly turning in her hands. The rotation speed of the three sections of bone blade was completely different, but they were all extremely sharp.

She wanted to mock Chang Yufeng all the time.

"I have died too many times... I heard from my master that you have died many times as well, but your death is different from everyone else's. You have come and gone through different time and space... I really don't know what that feels like~"

She gritted her teeth and said all this, walking in the rain. The raindrops hit the two of them, creating tiny drops of white mist.

[Ding——]

Amutheas' bone sword collided with Chang Yufeng's sword, then quickly separated, making a muffled sound of bones gurgling.

But Chang Yufeng was really indifferent.

With a look of self-intimidation and anger, he slashed with one hand again. The sword, which was white in the rain and thunder, was like a giant axe that could split the sky, and it slashed down in front of Amyutheas.

Amutheas was a little dazzled and couldn't believe his eyes. He had almost no way to defend himself. The bone sword was pulled out in the cut with the long sword, and Amutheas jumped out immediately.

She originally thought that Chang Yufeng would be ridiculed by her, no, it should be a little emotional fluctuation, but now, Chang Yufeng seemed to have only one thought.

That is to kill her.

It's like killing a helpless domestic pig.

What frightened Amutheas even more was that Chang Yufeng seemed to be holding a blood-stained axe at the moment he raised his sword to chop it down, raising the axe above his head as if he was chopping meat on a chopping board, and her dragon would perish with a slash.

She was very familiar with the image of raising the axe; it was the only thing she did before leaving her hometown.

"You... have indeed... become a different person..."

Amyutheas did not see Chang Yufeng coming over, but saw Chang Yufeng standing in the rain, staring, calm, and yet as if in the abyss, like a terrible yet calm nightmare, coming to take her life.

The long corn was like a stern god of death, coming to weigh her soul.

Chang Yufeng's eyes were naturally no longer described as "calm", but rather a kind of "profundity" that was awe-inspiring without anger, filling up the mountains and the sea.

This [joke] about losing a loved one or close friend is not funny at all.

When the package turns out to be a real corpse, no matter who it is, they no longer have the right to joke.

Even if a person has committed a heinous crime and is "killed and put into a bag" by others, there will definitely be some tragedy in it, and it cannot be used as a joke.

But K did just that.

He doesn't care, that's all.

It seems that K came here for only one purpose, that is, just as he said, to [deal with some dirty things], and to laugh at or [play with] Chang Yufeng, just for fun during this journey. Because of this, Chang Yufeng showed no signs of being fooled, and did not want the intense [anger] that K wanted, which made K bored and left...

The so-called K is not enough to be described as powerful, he should also be described as "abnormal". Everything he does is no longer "correct", but "correct as desired", and no longer in accordance with "correctness of justice".

Such a person is naturally more hateful and perverted than one would imagine, but Chang Yufeng's emotions can no longer be summarized by any "simple emotion". Strictly speaking, Chang Yufeng should use "indifference beyond the normal range" to describe his emotions at this moment.

That kind of indifference and ruthlessness that is detached from everything, yet carries one's own inner "justice", coincides with the "justice" of justice.

This is what is called a "ruthless" god.

Amytheas was frightened and took two steps back.

"You fell into my illusion. In the illusion, you can actually do incredible things like traveling through time and space..."

Amutheas took a few steps back, looking into Chang Yufeng's abyss-like divine eyes, and took three steps back, not daring to relax at all.

"We have achieved our goal... now... we have to leave..." Seeing that the situation was not good, she was about to run away.

Instead of mocking Chang Yufeng as if he didn't understand the situation just now, he was even slowly thinking about a plan to escape.

This cunning and vicious woman was moving away from Chang Yufeng step by step, and Chang Yufeng walked in the rain, with no intention of chasing her. If the gods wanted to kill a mortal, chasing them any step would be an insult to the gods.

To gods, humans are dispensable. Chang Yufeng has no emotions now, nor does he have any intention of giving up the hunt for Amutheas.

It's just that he walked slower.

However, this only increased the fear he brought to Amytheas.

This fear was exactly the same fear that Amytheas brought to others.

On that rainy night thirty years ago, Amytheas and her sister, in madness, swung their axes at innocent villagers one step after another, which also became the fear in Amytheas' heart.

Chang Yufeng seemed to be doing the same thing, no, it seemed that he had transformed himself into this fear and engulfed Amutheas.

And Amytheas was the only one who possessed this kind of fear. Chang Yufeng's sword was tilted sideways, and with the reflection of the thunder, the light of the "axe" was unfolded in front of her, which scared her again.

Although Chang Yufeng did not chase her, nor did he keep a dangerous distance from her, Amutheas seemed to know that she was going to die. She stood there in a daze, unable to move her legs.

She is waiting for her death.

She had been able to take three steps back in fear just now, but now, she couldn't move at all.

This terrible god is unleashing his divine power.

The pressure from the gods left Amutheas with no chance to fight back.

"You are truly a terrible god."

Amutheas wanted to run away, but even his hands could not move. The bone sword in his hand could only fall slowly, losing all its light.

All that is left is the fear of death.

Now, Chang Yufeng is the god of death, bringing the long-standing fear to all things in the world.

This initial fear comes from the fear of death deep in the heart.

There should be no one in this world who is not afraid of death.

No, it should be described like this: there should be no one in this world who is not afraid of death.

The more a person has, the more he fears the death of loss.

If a person has a healthy body, a happy family and a promising and worry-free future, then his coming into this world can at best be described as worthwhile.

Such people just live a more "worthwhile" life.

He came and will die, without disease or disaster, without worries or troubles, and without any fear of death.

Such a life may sound enviable at first glance, but when you think back on it, you can feel that people with such a life rarely understand the word "cherish".

It is not groundless to say that we only know how to cherish something after we lose it, because there are millions of people who are practicing the true meaning of this sentence with everything they have.

Because they are all determined and are [losing] without knowing it.

Only when you lose your healthy body will you realize how important a healthy body is if you want to live, or even live happily.

Most people are born with a healthy body, which is why they don’t know how to cherish it.

It is sad for a person to live in loss forever, but such a life will transform into another tragic life without fear of death.

Because there's nothing left to lose...

Chang Yufeng has understood the true meaning of life.

That is not what is called fate. Moreover, we should know how to cherish something before we lose it.

It doesn’t matter whether there is a god or not, it doesn’t matter whether you have feelings towards evil people or not, the most important thing is to treat your relatives, loved ones and close friends with enthusiasm.

The peach tree is young and thriving, and its flowers are bright and beautiful.

Losing emotions and having no expression on your face is the most crowded and loneliest moment.

No one can laugh all the time, nor should they cry all the time. But calmly, indifferently, or out of fear of [loss] or meaninglessness, treat your life, your love, and your feelings with passion.

Then, there is a natural [disgust] and eternal [anger] towards the evil ones.

Amytheas seemed to have seen her own end. She felt a little scared, yet also unpredictably calm.

On that rainy night, she and you in this valley didn't seem to have changed much.

It's all the same fear.

She swung the axe and killed the intruders like crazy.

Whether it was her parents who cared about her, the villagers who cared about her, or those who came to arrest her, she swung her axe and chopped them off on their way home in one or two blows.

At that time, she seemed to be the god of death for everyone.

That's right, evil will be punished.

It was worth it that she joined Hatulin, lived for another thirty years, and killed so many people.

Those who died in her hands were all innocent. It was like the god of death coming to reap souls, not caring about their good or evil, beauty or ugliness.

Death is the destination of all those who have lost.

“In fact, I have never changed…”

Chang Yufeng tilted the sword sideways and used all his strength to kill Amutheas under the rain.

"Or rather, I just understood why I didn't understand before."

Amytheas could no longer hear his words.

“I am a person who is afraid of losing… The things I lost are not all things that I did not know how to cherish, but my loss still makes me feel heartbroken, and I still live in the pain of loss…”

He watched as Amytheas's body turned into starlight and floated away into the distance.

In the rain, he spoke the words that he could hear most clearly.

"Of all the people I've met, there are too many who don't understand... because life is too short for them to understand."

“Precisely because life is short, we need to live wisely.”

“This is not a search for simple reasons.”

"It's the courage to face what's lost."

(End of this chapter)