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Chapter 449 Key
The face remained silent, staring blankly at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Zhou You was somewhat exhausted from running all the way here, plus what had just happened, so he didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he slowly adjusted his breathing while keeping his eyes on the huge ball of flesh.

After all, while the blue bar may be unlimited, stamina ultimately belongs to you.

For some reason, the other side, including the two guards, did not make a move.

After a long while, Zhou You suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hey Horn, it's only been a short time since we last met, what happened to you?"

The other party still did not answer, and soon another face appeared, followed by yet another.
After an unknown amount of time, Horn's face finally reappeared.

This time, he finally spoke up.

It was a soft murmur, as if it were a heartfelt confession.

However, the object of his affections was still not Zhou You.

"My Great Qing. Our Great Qing."

Even at this point, you're still talking about your loyalty?
Zhou You instantly felt bored, and his body felt a little better. He picked up his sword, wanting to cleanly and neatly cut down this guy.

Otherwise.

Suddenly.

Horn changed his tone.

It was resentment, anger, and a terrifying roar.

"No, we can't do this, Your Majesty! You're trying to destroy the Qing Dynasty! Stop obsessing over the chosen one. First, suppress these revolutionaries, then reform the entire court. First, find a way to kill those corrupt officials who do nothing, then bring in capable Han Chinese ministers. Only then will there be any chance of turning the tide."

What are you doing?
However, before Zhou You could figure out what was going on, Horn's tone changed again, and he cried out as if begging for mercy.

"Wait, wait, Your Majesty, what are you doing?! My Chahara family has been loyal to the Qing Dynasty for six generations, and we could never be traitors. Why are you treating me like this?"

Pain and terror gradually overwhelmed his words, eventually transforming into a deep, inky despair.

"No, no, no, no, no! You're not the Empress Dowager, who are you—what? You say this is a necessary sacrifice for the Qing Dynasty? No, I don't want to, spare me, save me, I—"

The words stopped abruptly.

Horn's face finally froze, and after that, only a bubbling, gurgling sound came out.

Zhou You stood opposite him, gazing intently at that face.

The emotions from before, along with the words, can still be seen on it.
It seems this person has regretted it?

Is it merely regret for one's failure, regret for not recognizing Empress Dowager Cixi's true colors sooner, or...?
Did he regret pledging allegiance to the Qing Dynasty?
Zhou You shook his head.

Well, it's not that important.

He drew his sword, took a breath, and then...

He stepped out.

As if receiving a command, the two guards moved instantly. One raised his arm, and from above, his arm covered in tumors rose, unleashing a gigantic hand formed from thousands of rotting flesh that slammed down. Zhou You, however, neither dodged nor evaded. He lightly touched the ground with his toes, and a burst of sword light appeared, like the Milky Way reversing—

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

In the blink of an eye, three swift sword strikes had pierced one of the creatures' palms—of course, for something of this size, these three strikes were like tickling.

Otherwise.

You should know that Zhou You's sword is filled with murderous aura.

Starting from that wound, three bursts of blood energy suddenly erupted, accumulating and shattering half of the guard's body—but even so, the guard did not die immediately, but instead throbbed his chest, quickly filling the wound with the rest of his body.

Meanwhile, the monster on the other side bulged its throat and spewed out a torrent of acid, blocking Zhou You's pursuit.

Even if they lose their intelligence, they are still elite guards in the imperial palace and can still cooperate instinctively.

Zhou You's response was simply to bend down, shatter half the ground, and hurl the rubble like hailstones into the acid mass, causing the corrosive, toxic smoke to explode.

Then, taking advantage of this brief moment, I held my breath, closed my eyes, and my ears trembled slightly—

The sound of fascia stretching during the reorganization of decaying flesh can be heard three inches to the right!

"laugh!"

The sound of the sword piercing through the heart was like tearing silk, and it ripped open the vital organ. The next moment, blood and evil energy surged in and instantly shredded everything.

but.

At this critical moment.

As the guard was dying, he suddenly tightened his body and managed to block the sword blade embedded in it. Taking advantage of this moment, the other guard pressed down on the huge figure.
However, Zhou You showed absolutely no panic.

He didn't even try to pull out the ten thousand ren.

He stepped on the ground and spun around.

With his other hand, the evil spirit had already quietly descended, then from bottom to top, it pierced straight into the guard's jaw.

Then, just like before.

The sword's edge twisted.

The malevolent energy erupted, instantly turning everything inside into a pile of rubble.

"Inexhaustible mana and inexhaustible baleful energy, this is really awesome. I feel like I've activated the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow, but it's just a temporary trial card, and I guess I'll only be able to use it once."

Zhou You dropped the Broken Evil, and also pulled out Wan Ren, then shook his head and sighed softly.

That's the truth. Although his swordsmanship has improved significantly, he still couldn't easily kill these two elite guards. Most of the time, it was thanks to Shi Dakai's initiation and the monk's protection that he was able to defeat them.

—But at least for now, he is at the level of a terrestrial immortal!
With the two guards down, there were no longer any obstacles between them and the lump of flesh, so Zhou You casually walked forward.

next moment.

The chaotic divine thoughts swept across like a raging storm!

—Oh, so you're a spellcaster?
Zhou You frowned and involuntarily took a step back.

He had seen this kind of attack that was purely aimed at the mind before; it was the same one that had attacked the statues at Changshui Temple before—but thinking about it, it made sense.

Since they all originate from the same source, it's normal for their attack methods to be similar.

But the one in front of them is, after all, the final boss guarding the pass.

The invisible divine power intensified dramatically, unleashing endless wails and shouts that pierced through eardrums and resounded in the mind.

—In a daze, he saw the mill hidden deep beneath the Forbidden City, where many dissidents and traitors were thrown in and turned into pools of flesh and blood to be offered to the gods and Buddhas.

It felt as if his mind had been struck by a heavy hammer, but Zhou You didn't hesitate for a moment and took another step forward.

He also witnessed the deliberate neglect of the disaster, with countless ordinary people freezing and starving to death in the fierce snowstorm, becoming sacrificial offerings to forcibly prolong the Qing Dynasty's fortune.

The attack came again, but this time Zhou You drew a few strokes in mid-air and forcibly neutralized part of the attack with talismans.

—Although it's just the most basic one, since we have unlimited mana now, it can still play a role.

The next moment, all the common people, Manchus, and even Qing soldiers in Beijing were stuffed into the belly of the Water Buddha, in order to welcome His birth.

With a flick of his sleeve, the paper figure flew out, taking the blow for Zhou You.

Zhou You didn't walk fast, but he didn't stop for a moment from beginning to end.

He braved the storm of his thoughts, as well as the countless resentments and despair in his illusions, and step by step, he arrived in front of the flesh ball.

Finally, he simply shook his head, then casually swung his sword. A wave of bloodlust swept across, obliterating Horn's face.

Before he died, he murmured only three words.

"why?"

Then, a child's face appeared.

Those crescent-shaped eyes stared intently at Zhou You, and she roared angrily.

"You lowly, worthless wretch, a Han Chinese scum worse than pigs and dogs, dare to destroy the foundation of my Great Qing Dynasty? You—"

Zhou You ignored him completely and used his murderous aura to erase the attack once more.

The next one was a man's face.

Its imposing and aggressive demeanor clearly indicates that it has long held a high position.

He looked at Zhou You and slowly uttered a sentence.

"I know you're here to kill me, but what others can give, we can still give—please listen to me first. If you want longevity, the imperial court has a plethora of elixirs for extending life. Although we can't use them, giving them to you could at least extend your life by a hundred years. If you want treasures, Jianfu Palace still has many rare items, each comparable to your other sword. You probably don't care about power or women, but..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the sword slashed across the ground once again.

Finally, what appeared before my eyes was a wrinkled, old woman's face.

I'm finally getting a little more familiar with this trip.

"Empress Dowager Cixi?"

The other party did not respond.

Those snake-like eyes stared at Zhou You, then slowly uttered a sentence.

"The chosen ones. Shi Dakai is the chosen one, and so are you. I only want to continue this dynasty, what's wrong with that? Why, why do you all have to oppose me? Does the Qing Dynasty have such a grudge against you!"

Zhou You shook his head and said softly.

“You’re wrong. I have no grudge against your Qing Dynasty. In fact, you were destroyed over a hundred years ago in my time, and you have nothing to do with me.”

"Then why—"

"I am just..."
"I just can't stand you bunch of trash."

As the sword flashed, Cixi's face was obliterated.

The fleshy mass trembled a few times, and then disintegrated as if it were rotting.

And so, there were no more obstacles in the hall.

But seeing the ink-black color, Zhou You did not rush to make a move.

As mentioned before, the golden body of the Water Heaven Buddha has already been summoned to this world and can be reborn from the black snow at any time. Destroying this temple now is only a temporary solution.

So, the most crucial point is...
Or how to push this thing into that abyss.

Zhou You closed his eyes, feeling his heart pounding harder and harder.

This is the most crucial and final point.

Therefore, the success or failure of the entire script depends on this one move!

When I opened my eyes again, there was no emotion in them.

He sheathed Wanren, then gripped Duanxie with both hands and forcefully thrust it into the dark abyss above the lotus throne—

At first, it was just a sticky sensation, but soon it felt as if it had touched something that forcefully stopped the momentum of the sword's edge.

Zhou You took a deep breath, and then exerted force again.

This time, the remnants of Shi Dakai, the protection of the monk, and even most of the blood evil in his own body were all poured into this point.

Then—it suddenly exploded!

The entire hall began to shake violently. Countless fine cracks appeared on the pillars, roof, floor, and even the lotus pedestals where gods and Buddhas were worshipped. But just as before, the last obstacle was finally obliterated, allowing Zhou You to drive straight in!

The blade went straight forward and finally pierced something that was pulsating.
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reality.

The combined forces of the Demon Mother Bodhisattva and the monk were already at their limit.

Even if it is weak, even if it is just a remnant, even if it is subject to the omnipresent suppression of this world, it is still a golden body of Buddha.

And the two of them
One was temporarily recruited, while the other was merely a wisp of obsession from Mount Ling.

With each roar louder than the last, under the boundless power, the form of the Ghost Mother Bodhisattva became almost transparent. After planting another lotus flower, she could only sigh in resentment and close her eyes.

Then, it was destroyed by a palm strike from the golden body.

Below it, countless houses, plants, and countless colonies of bacteria and monsters all collapsed into dust.

At this point, only the monk remained to hold things together.

In the illusion of Mount Ling, the monk was burned to nothing but a lonely head, yet even so, he was still chanting scriptures rapidly.

His idea is also very simple.

Even if it only saves one person, even if it only buys a few breaths of time, the very reason I attained this position was to save the world. Therefore, now—

However, just then.

Suddenly, the roaring stopped.

At this moment of despair, the golden remains seemed to be attacked, and its body suddenly twisted. Although it immediately repaired itself, there was still a crack like a ravine, starting from the shoulder and ending at the left leg!

The monk was stunned for a few seconds, and even with his cultivation level, he showed a look of wild joy at this moment.

On the other side, Zhou benefactor's side.
Become!

Before his eyes, he saw the golden body gradually fade until it was almost gone—this was not disappearance, but rather an extremely anxious return to the Dharma realm.

The monk stopped reciting the scriptures and then spoke quickly.

"Benefactor Shi, the conditions are now met. Please begin your operation—success or failure hinges on this!"

the other side.

Shi Dakai, who had been guarding the door, finally relaxed his shoulders.

The cloud-like body tumbled and rolled, finally uttering a sentence full of laughter.

"As expected of the last chosen one, you did a truly brilliant job this time!"

He turned his head again.

Behind him, hundreds of burning skeletons watched him silently.

Naturally, they can no longer speak.

In decades of purgatory, all remaining intelligence was burned away; now these are nothing more than remnants about to dissipate—nothing more.

Even so, Shi Dakai still cupped his hands in greeting and then smiled.

"Everyone, I know you can't hear me anymore, but honestly, I'm asking for your help—I failed before, but this time I have someone far superior to me to help me."

"Therefore, I implore you all to help me complete that final, unfinished task. Would you be so kind as to do so?"

(End of this chapter)