Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

As the roar echoed through the Temple of Earth, both figures retreated rapidly, each standing on one side.

Ye Guyi almost instinctively swung her sword to defend herself; it was muscle memory ingrained in her bones, an instinctive habit honed through countless sword-wielding practices under her master's guidance.

But at this moment, her eyes were fixed on him. Ye Guyi felt her trembling hand, and looked up at the man who exuded a dark and evil aura, a man who was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Her voice trembled slightly: "Master... is there something wrong with the bone garment?"

She dropped her sword and stared at Lu Cheng with a pleading expression.

"Master, let's stop fighting, let's go home, okay? I've already wiped out the Holy Spirit Cult, please don't joke like that anymore..."

"You're wrong, girl. The Holy Spirit Cult hasn't been wiped out yet."

Lu Cheng smiled and shook his head.

His expression gradually turned cold: "I am the leader of the Holy Spirit Cult..."

P.S.: The next chapter will be released at 12:30.

Chapter 157 Ye Guyi, pick up the sword in your heart, and then, kill me!

"No, no..."

Ye Guyi staggered, like a defeated soldier, and knelt on the ground, her pretty face pale. They had clearly agreed that after she returned home, the two of them would get married and go to a place where no one could disturb them, to live in seclusion for the rest of their lives.

But everything before her eyes cruelly shattered all the beautiful visions in Ye Guyi's heart.

She wanted to close her eyes and escape, to deceive herself that it was all fake.

But she couldn't do it. Her own martial spirit, and even her angelic divine position, were warning her that the person standing opposite her was a complete evil spirit master, a fallen angel, and the opposite of the angelic martial spirit.

A cold glint flashed, and Lu Cheng's longsword arrived.

A force compelled Ye Guyi to raise her arm, and the Angelic Holy Sword that had fallen to the ground re-emerged in her hand. She subconsciously caught the sword again.

"coward."

Lu Cheng stepped back, standing in mid-air, and indifferently looked at Ye Guyi.

His eyes seemed to hold a hint of mockery: "You once boasted that you would wipe out all evil spirit masters in the world, but with the sword in your hand, you dare not draw it against me."

"Ye Guyi, have you lived up to the vows you once made? Have you lived up to the self who wielded the sword countless times?"

"Teacher, please don't force me..." Ye Guyi was heartbroken, clutching the long sword in her hand tightly, her teeth clenched.

In any case, she couldn't bring herself to draw her sword against him.

Even as the sword energy grew sharper and sharper, chilling her to the bone, she could only frantically parry with her hands and feet, seemingly having completely forgotten the moves she was once most familiar with.

"Don't forget, your family all died at the hands of evil spirit masters..." Lu Cheng said slowly, "and the girl who once swore to exterminate all evil spirit masters in the world was unwilling to do so because of her love for her children."

"Ye Guyi, pick up the sword in your heart!"

"Then, kill me!"

"..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Ye Guyi roared, her aura surging, her beautiful face filled with struggle and pain.

"Starting stance..."

Lu Cheng spoke softly, gently coaxing the girl, which seemed to calm her down. His words enveloped her, and as he finished speaking, two sword energies rose simultaneously.

The black and crimson light clashed sharply.

It creates a striking contrast in color.

The two swordsmen were exactly alike, each strike incredibly powerful, yet they were evenly matched, neither able to break the other's attack.

……

"The Third Form... Pure Lotus Flower!!"

Ye Guyi brandished her sword.

In her eyes, all the chaos around her was irrelevant. At this moment, it was as if she had returned to the days when she studied diligently day and night. Her teacher was right beside her, looking at her with a gentle expression. His large hand enveloped her slender fingers, gripped the long sword in his hand, and guided her to swing that sword.

The smile on her face was innocent and genuine.

"Pfft..."

But in the next instant, the world shattered and reformed.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw a scene that made her heart feel as if it were being squeezed tightly by a large hand, almost stopping her.

The crimson longsword in his hand had somehow pierced through that figure.

He still had a smile on his face, arms outstretched, and the black longsword in his hand had fallen to the ground at some point, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

"No, no! Master!!!"

Ye Guyi's face was filled with panic. The crimson longsword slowly dissipated. His heart clenched, his pupils dilated, and his voice trembled with grief and indignation.

Wisps of black energy escaped from Lu Cheng's body and flowed into Ye Guyi's body. It seemed that the fallen angel was declining and its aura was being devoured by the seraphim. The aura in her body grew stronger step by step, and the shackles that had troubled her for countless years seemed to shatter in this instant.

She took that step.

He fully embodied divinity and became a god revered by all.

but……

Blood trickled from Lu Cheng's lips. As the crimson sword disappeared, his body collapsed into Ye Guyi's arms. His lips twitched slightly from the intense pain, and he looked at Ye Guyi with a complicated expression.

The changes over the years have been tremendous.

He had already become a powerful figure capable of standing alone, and now, having advanced to godhood, his aura had become increasingly restrained, yet he possessed the majesty of a god.

"To gain something, you must first lose something..." Lu Cheng slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the beauty's cheek, his expression showing some pity and regret.

"Bone Robe, this is the last lesson I will teach you."

After saying this, life slowly faded away.

Only an empty, gradually cooling shell remained.

Ye Guyi lowered her head, her golden eyes staring blankly at Lu Cheng. She knelt silently on the ground, carefully letting Lu Cheng's head rest on her soft, slender legs. This was something she had once dreamed of, but at this moment, her heart was filled with coldness.

Why did you save me?!

"Why did you save me! You bastard!" Tears streamed down Ye Guyi's face as she grieved deeply. Her delicate hands gripped Lu Cheng's body tightly, trying to find a glimmer of hope, but the cold reality pulled her back.

Even if she became a god, it still wouldn't bring her back to life.

"If I had frozen to death in the city back then, if we had never met, how wonderful that would have been..." Ye Guyi sobbed softly, holding Lu Cheng's body even tighter.

Lu Cheng gave her hope for life and pulled her out of the abyss, but... he also dealt her a fatal blow.

Numbly, he stood up, cradling the body of his beloved in his arms, and walked step by step out of the dark and deep cave.

Only a very few people, including Jing Hongchen and Kong Deming, remained around. Upon seeing this scene, Jing Hongchen's eyes widened, while Kong Deming closed his eyes tightly and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Junior brother?!" Jing Hongchen's face twitched suddenly, and he was about to step forward to stop Ye Guyi.

However, Kong Deming stopped him from the side.

Shaking his head, Kong Deming sighed softly, "Let her be. That child... sigh."

"Teacher, you know! You know all this, why didn't you stop it?!" Jing Hongchen could barely contain her anger.

"Do you think I can stop him, given his temper?" Kong Deming said quietly.

"..." Jing Hongchen paused, then fell silent in sorrow.

"Master, I will stay with you forever, forever..."

The Church of the Holy Angels.

Inside an ice coffin.

Ye Guyi looked at the handsome man lying there, his face pale and bloodless. Her golden eyes were unusually calm, without anger or sadness, only a slightly crazed expression.

"Even if you are just a corpse, the divine realm extended an olive branch to me, but I refused. I want to stay in the mortal realm forever, to be with you forever, in the place where we once lived..."

She slowly lowered her head, and their lips met.

She took whatever she wanted, but received not a single response.

Only when she felt a bit tired did she curl up in Lu Cheng's arms and fall into a deep sleep, just like the girl who had once fallen in the snow and was about to freeze to death.

Chapter 158 Lu Cheng, it's over, what if he's not completely dead? I need help urgently... (Combined Chapters)

Inside the dark and deep temple of angels.

Ye Guyi's eyelashes trembled, and her golden eyes slowly opened. She subconsciously looked at the young man lying beside her. Although the latter's complexion was rosy and his body was not dead, his soul was broken and appeared empty and stiff.

The beauty's face remained calm, without disappointment. She slowly lowered her head, lay in the young man's arms, and softly murmured something to herself.

Countless years ago, urged by the divine realm, she had no choice but to return to the divine realm, taking Lu Cheng's physical body with her.

With the help of the God of Life, she preserved Lu Cheng's physical body and granted him eternal life force, but his soul had already been shattered and devoured by her. Therefore, strictly speaking, this "corpse" was well-preserved by her and could hardly be seen.

Ye Guyi gently pressed her lips to Lu Cheng's cheek, giving him a light, fleeting peck. A strange blush rose to her pretty face. Her other hand gripped Lu Cheng's tightly as she murmured to herself, "Master, you're awake, aren't you...? Actually, you didn't die at all. You just made up such a huge lie to deceive me, didn't you? You're so powerful, everything is under your control, how could you possibly die..."

As she spoke, she pressed her delicate body even closer to Lu Cheng, her face showing no sadness, but rather a different kind of expectation.

At this moment, Lu Cheng was speechless.

They were clearly dead. He was happily opening the simulator to claim his reward when Ye Guyi pulled back a wisp of his consciousness. As he and Ye Guyi merged into one, the Fallen Angel Martial Soul that had been devoured by the Seraphim also merged into Ye Guyi's body. After being blessed by the Goddess of Life, it attached itself to Lu Cheng's "corpse".

As a scene flashed by, a century passed in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, instead of a results screen, what awaited him was...

At this moment, Lu Cheng's soul lay quietly inside the corpse, not daring to move. Of course, he couldn't control the body either, since he was just a remnant soul.

He's dead, but not completely dead.

What is it like to torture an angel to the point of near death, to the point that the angel is now experiencing some "minor mental problems," yet the angel still survives?

I need an answer urgently.

He kept clicking on the simulator panel, trying to skip ahead, but he couldn't.

"The God of Angels..."