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Chapter 363 You're the one who killed me?

Mo Yu pretended that nothing had happened.

He followed the abhorrence and continued to challenge the next level. After the two of them finished cleaning, there was that familiar sculpture again.

The two smeared blood on the mirror.

Pollution levels rose again by 7%.

This must be some kind of ritual.

Mo Yu pretended not to know and continued forward. He was not afraid at all. Even if it was 100% polluted, it didn't matter. He had experienced it before in Silver Moon City.

The two overcame numerous obstacles.

Finally, there will always be the same ritual, where blood needs to be smeared on something special.

Pollution levels rose rapidly.

Mo Yu himself felt nothing.

The surrounding black mist gradually thinned out. When the two reached the 99th floor, dealt with the enemies there, and completed the ritual, the pollution level reached 100.

Mo Yu still didn't feel anything, which meant that Abomination had done something to suppress the pollution outbreak.

Environmental restoration.

The black fog completely dissipated.

Beneath their feet was a platform, beyond which stretched a vast sea of ​​white clouds, the sky a clear, azure blue. The ascent felt like emerging from hell.

There is only one road leading directly to the top of the platform. Go up a hundred meters first, and you will reach another platform.

Mo Yu and Abomination exchanged a glance, and then he took the lead in stepping onto the stairs and heading upwards.

After the two stepped onto the platform, the scene remained unchanged.

This platform is very special, as if a piece of the palace has been removed. In the very center is Govia's throne, exactly the same as the one in the palace, a very magnificent golden throne, surrounded by red carpets and broken pillars.

After the two pretended to search the vicinity but found no useful clues, Abomination spoke again, pointing to the empty throne and saying:
"Sit there."

"You can try it."

Mo Yu stared at the throne, resting his chin on his hand, seemingly in agreement, and then said with great gentlemanly manners:

"Let me do it."

Seeing Mo Yu walk toward the throne, Abomination couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile; its conspiracy was about to succeed.

Suddenly, Mo Yu turned around.

He almost couldn't control his expression of disgust, but he quickly wiped the smile off his face, turned his head to the side, and pretended to be observing his surroundings.

Mo Yu: "This throne looks familiar."

I hate silence.

Mo Yu slapped his forehead and said, "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

He walked back to the throne.

His lips curled up uncontrollably in disgust.

Mo Yu turned around again and said, "The throne is truly luxurious."

He slapped his face to prevent Mo Yu from seeing the upturned corners of his mouth.

Mo Yu asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Disgust: "Mosquitoes..."

Mo Yu: "Are there mosquitoes here?"

Hatred: "It's just an illusion."

Mo Yu turned and walked toward the throne.

This time, Abomination dared not laugh. He stared nervously at Mo Yu, his eyes widening involuntarily, his mind screaming, "Sit down, sit down, sit down now! You damned insect!"

The moment Mo Yu sat down, he suddenly stood up again and circled the throne to inspect it.

His expression of hatred contorted for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.

Mo Yu asked, "Why is there a throne here?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know."

After being pulled and tugged repeatedly for half an hour, Mo Yu finally sat down after the abomination had been completely worn down.

The abomination nearly burst into tears. Its body twisted into a grotesque shadow, shrieking, "I'm laying my cards on the table! I'm not pretending anymore! I'm going to possess you! You damned insect! Offer up your shell! Your soul will become my nourishment!"

"Cultivator... no, you're not a cultivator! What are you?!"

Mo Yu screamed in panic. The abomination cackled wildly.

The throne transformed into black tentacles, wrapping around Mo Yu's body and restricting his movements. The azure sky turned pitch black, and billowing black mist swept in from all directions.

A twisted, eerie head stretched out, staring directly into Mo Yu's eyes, and said, "My name is Abomination! Offering your body is your honor! ... Ah~ Your body is so sturdy, not bad, not bad, perfect, I am very satisfied!"

Mo Yu struggled and cursed angrily.

With a maniacal laugh, the abomination plunged into Mo Yu's body, drawing the surrounding black mist from all directions to converge on Mo Yu's body.

[Unknown intrusion detected; elimination program initiated.]

"No! Let it invade, only give it physical control."

[Isolation chamber activated...]

Some time ago.

In another space.

The cultivator observed Mo Yu in front of her and noticed that the unique attraction emanating from him had disappeared. She immediately realized that it was fake.

The implant is moved forward.

The cultivator subtly increased the distance between them.

She followed the avatar upwards, fought her way through five floors, and then went up again, entering a special space.

This isn't a checkpoint; it's more like a glass cage, with a hemispherical transparent dome covering your head, sealing off the entire space.

The abomination stood outside the barrier, mocking with a regretful expression: "Insect, I gave you a chance to submit, but you couldn't seize it. Now, a better body has appeared, and you are useless."

After the cultivator attacked the barrier and found it ineffective, he questioned, "If you are not Mo Yu, then who are you?"

He sneered, “Me? Hahaha, come on, recall those obscured memories.”

An invisible field spread out, and the cultivator clutched his head in pain and squatted down. The memories that had been suppressed by the power of hatred were now completely unsealed.

Countless images flowed forth like a spring.

The cultivator's memories were fully restored. She remembered who she was, her identity, and the purpose of her coming here.

The big rabbit girl slowly stood up.

He laughed maliciously, "Do you remember who I am?"

The cultivator coldly stared at the abomination, saying nothing. Countless attacks struck the barrier, but to no avail.

The abhorrently said, "Begging for mercy is useless. Now you have a more perfect body. Don't worry, I won't let you die easily. You will bear the consequences of your sister's sins."

The cultivator looked outside the barrier.

From her perspective, she could see Mo Yu and the abomination's actions. They rushed upwards to the top floor, arrived at the throne, and after a struggle, Mo Yu sat down.

Subsequently, the entire space began to fluctuate violently, and the black mist was drawn in, frantically converging towards Mo Yu's body.

at the same time.

The Water Bay Gorge, which connects Shata to the mainland, has long been protected by a towering curtain of water that prevents the spread of the black fog.

In Water Bay City, seven servants and all the elite Night Watchers gathered, contemplating how to enter the black mist and search for Mo Yu and the cultivators.

Suddenly, the alarm sounded.

The black fog signal fluctuated violently, and to everyone's astonishment, the fog wall seemed to be pulled away by something, retreating and dissipating rapidly.

On high-altitude satellite maps, the darkness is rapidly decreasing, and the black fog is shrinking into the sunless Gobi Desert.

In less than half an hour, the dead zone completely disappeared from the radar, collapsing into the center of the dark Gobi Desert.

The waiters and watchmen, shocked, immediately began to act.

The center of the dark Gobi Desert.

After the black fog dissipated, a large crater several kilometers in diameter and hundreds of meters deep appeared on the ground.

The abomination opened its eyes, looked at the new and powerful body, and laughed wildly: "A hundred years of imprisonment, now I am free! Damn insects, from this day forward, feel the pain!"

"You're the one who killed me?"

A clear voice came.

The abomination froze, then turned around and saw Govia standing about 15 meters behind it, holding a birdcage.

The cultivator stood behind Govia, coldly watching it.

The pupils of hatred trembled, emitting a sharp, explosive cry: "Impossible! Impossible! You're dead! You couldn't possibly be here!"

(End of this chapter)