The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

"You came quickly." The man in black looked at Lin Du. "I thought we'd have to deal with those people first before you arrived."

Lin Du remained silent, raising his hand to summon another iceberg that rose from the ground, forcing Hou Cang, who was standing beneath the vortex, to retreat without warning.

As Hou Cang retreated, his immortal demeanor remained, but as he watched the iceberg rise from the ground and forcefully push open the ominous vortex hanging overhead, his heavy face finally relaxed slightly.

Lin Du, that brat, better not be here to spout nonsense.

The glistening icebergs, like pillars of life supporting the heavens and the earth, confronted the dark and gloomy sky. As they remained locked in a stalemate, the ice was pressed even more solidly, and the suffocating atmosphere that had been felt earlier eased slightly, giving everyone a moment to catch their breath.

While Lin Du was creating a safe haven for him, Hou Cang quickly adjusted his breathing, took out a pill, and swallowed it.

Hou Cang didn't think Lin Du could last long in a battle that could exhaust his spiritual power in an instant, a battle that could drain the spiritual power of a cultivator at the Formless Realm.

Meanwhile, Yuan Ye, who was still struggling to play the zither, watched as the defensive layer dwindled and finally couldn't hold on any longer. "Junior Uncle! Here! Here! This damn bead is going to kill me!"

Lin Du didn't turn around, but in an instant, he changed the location of Yuan Ye's place.

"After being a high and mighty god for so many years, do you really think that all people should kneel before you? Can a god arbitrarily erase human lives?"

"Now that you can freeze snow and ice with a mere wave of your hand, would you really care about the tiny creatures buried when the iceberg breaks apart?"

The man in black merely sneered, "Put away your so-called equality nonsense. You only treat people that way, but aren't the ants you trample on innocent too?"

"You're just shouting 'equality for all' to the strong while ruthlessly crushing the weak. Don't judge me with your artificial hypocrisy. Humans? In my eyes, they're nothing but ants."

"By what right do you judge me?"

Through that mask, his eyes were bloodshot and gleamed with a bewitching light.

Lin Du chuckled upon hearing this, "Have you ever heard the saying? A brave man in anger draws his sword against the stronger; a coward in anger draws his sword against the weaker."

"That's why you will fail, no matter how hard you try to climb to the top."

The two stared at each other, their extremely calm gray eyes meeting the crimson sins evolving in hell. In an instant, the wind and clouds swirled, and the spiritual snow that Lin Du had summoned was instantly swept up into a whirlwind and sucked into the vortex.

Lin Du frowned. Battles at the level of Fallen Gods are no longer a contest of everyday moves, strength, and agility, but a true game of utilizing the power of rules.

It's understandable that the smaller ones couldn't win, but why couldn't Hou Cang? Are cultivators in the Formless Realm really that weak?

"Junior Uncle, be careful! This thing can also use sound attacks!" Ni Jinxuan shouted, "It will disturb your mind."

Lin Du sensed it for a moment with doubt, "Really?"

It wasn't as shocking as seeing the bloated corpses of tens of thousands of people piled up into a mountain of flesh.

How could their traitorous leader of the Supreme Sect be overwhelmed by such a small psychological suggestion?

"I say, is it possible that you are not suppressed because you are the spirit here?" Chu Guanmeng struggled to climb out. "How can you tell that this thing is a fallen god? Its shape is so similar to Qianyu's."

Lin Du shook his head. "Can Qian Yu use such terrifying power of rules in every move? If he could, he wouldn't have been cleaved like this by the Heavenly Dao I triggered on the island."

Chu Guanmeng looked at the person in front of her carefully and felt that there was some truth to it. "So Qianyu is just gone like that?"

"If Qianyu were any smarter, he might have been able to turn the tables, but he's not smart enough."

Lin Du looked at the person before him thoughtfully. "But I'm very curious, can such a fallen god truly command the wind and rain, possessing limitless power? By possessing the body of a severely injured demon, does he really believe he can become a demon god who is both god and demon?"

"I'm saying, after all you've said, is it because you can't possibly beat it?" Chu Guanmeng sensed something was wrong.

Lin Du never wastes words when he has the opportunity to act. There is only one reason for him to waste words: he is accumulating strength and waiting for his next move.

During their conversation, the glass bead had already reached Lin Du.

Lin Du raised an eyebrow, listening to the sound of the glass beads colliding with each other. He then summoned the Floating Life Fan, and its spiritual power erupted with a chilling aura that pierced to the bone, instantly freezing all the approaching power lines around him.

To onlookers, it appeared as if countless white lines of frost had instantly formed around the blue-robed cultivator, one of which grazed Lin Du's neck, while another stretched across his gray pupils.

Lin Du leaned back, about to get close to the intertwined lines behind him, but in the next instant, Lin Du raised his hand and shook off the lines that were frozen in front of and behind him.

The swirling snowflakes, like the high, white, bone-piled steps of the fallen god, instantly turned to dust, dragging the so-called deity down to the ground.

Hou Cang's eyes widened instantly. He turned his head and began searching for the three noisy cubs. "Wait, how could she freeze the power of rules?"

Now he began to understand that he needed to vent to someone, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable, really uncomfortable.

But he quickly lost his composure. Even if Lin Du had the advantage of timing and location, he was still only at the mid-stage of the Qian Yuan Realm, a whole major realm lower than him. Not to mention a Fallen God, even a Demon Lord could take on ten Lin Dus at once.

For example, right now.

The moment Lin Du shattered the glass bead and the power lines, another attack was already taking shape.

The world was in turmoil, and the intense heat instantly transformed this place into a scorching hell. Crimson magma poured into the entire far north, attacking indiscriminately and creating a living hell.

Lin Du frowned. After all, he was once a god, and his control over the rules was something she couldn't compare to.

But all the misfortunes began when this fallen god wanted to become a god again.

Even if he didn't show up today, Lin Du would still conduct a thorough search of the Dongming Realm to clear out all the fragments of fallen gods.

She led her people on a journey, setting up formations and digging everywhere, also in order to search for the remaining fragments of this fallen god.

Now that people have actually hit her in the face, how can Lin Du not hit them back?

As the world changed color once more, Lin Du suddenly unfurled the Floating Life Fan, unleashing the icy power accumulated within his dantian.

A strange scene suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Frost began to spread rapidly from Lin Du's body to the surroundings, while scorching "magma" was falling from the sky.

The lava looked bright red as it fell from the sky, slowly cooling into a pitch-black color, like the blood and tears of a demon god. It was also emitting billowing black smoke. What else could it be but demonic energy?

At the moment the color changed, everyone felt an intense sense of unease. All the delusions that had been suppressed in their hearts, the resentment that had been inadvertently suppressed, and the obsessions that had been looming over them all surged up.

Blood rushed to my limbs, but my brain felt stuffy and oxygen-deprived.

Chu Guanmeng blurted out, "Ugh! Dirty stuff!"

Lin Du frowned. "Such a concentrated concentration of the three poisons!"

No wonder.

No wonder the Fallen God chose to possess Qianyu's body; it wasn't that he didn't want to switch, but that he couldn't.

The three poison seals implanted by Wei Zhi made Qian Yu a true human-shaped self-propelled air purifier.

Furthermore, this purifier has firmly imprisoned the poisonous fragment of the Fallen God, binding Qianyu's body to the fragment.

Lin Du sighed. She had originally thought that she would have to go all out and sacrifice at least half of her lifespan to solve the problem, but the way the Fallen God wanted to do it was exactly what she was good at.

Originally, it was just a matter of favorable timing and location, but now the people are also in harmony.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Note 1: From Lu Xun, "Miscellaneous Thoughts" in "Hua Gai Collection".