The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

Mu Liang looked at Xia Chuan in horror.

What's up with this person?

Why is it possible to unleash such an exaggerated power simply by gathering momentum?

He clearly has no magic power at all!

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die!!!

It's coming!

Second brother, don't just stand there! Get out of here, get out of here, get out of here!!!

In Mu Liang's horrified gaze, a black bolt of lightning that tore through space created a sharp, explosive sound in the air.

The mere few meters between them were erased by sheer violence.

A straight kick landed squarely on his waist!

[Intentional kick]

Superimposed,

[Black Flash]!

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar erupted in the courtyard.

The second brother's massive body was instantly reduced to a cloud of blood mist by this attack!

[Defeat the powerful corpse with supernatural abilities, and you'll receive +300 lottery points.]

Upon receiving the notification, Xia Chuan withdrew his leg, let out a long breath, and patted the dust off his trouser leg.

ended.

He turned and walked toward Gao Haoguang, but then a sound like hell rang in his ears again.

"My brothers are all dead..."

A shrill, intermittent voice came from behind him.

"You owe me my brother!!!"

Xia Chuan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

How can it be?

The system notification clearly indicated a kill, and the lottery points were credited to my account. How could I still be alive?!

Unless, there are two people on the other side?!

Oh no, I was careless!

He turned his head in shock to look in the direction where Mu Liang was.

But Mu Liang, who only had half a body left, was using his last bit of strength to open his blood-red eyes.

A strange light emanated from those two eyes, and a mysterious power was surging wildly.

[Talented and extraordinary, all are brothers across the four seas]

The innate supernatural abilities of a Nirvana Corpse are often related to the obsessions, spells, and nature of the person before becoming a Nirvana Corpse.

Mu Liang's innate supernatural abilities stemmed from his pure and simple desires.

He longed for an older brother who could shelter him from the wind and rain.

So the ability is simple: turn someone into your "brother".

Those who are infected will genuinely regard Mu Liang as their brother.

Thus, he risked his life to protect Mu Liang.

This innate ability is highly regarded within the Nine Realms Gate.

The sect leader even personally commented on it:

It carries a hint of the rudiments of the supernatural power of causality.

Simply put, it means finding the cause and effect of the other person and yourself potentially becoming "brothers" and then replacing the current relationship.

Simple yet powerful.

However, this also means that there are many limitations.

Firstly, Mu Liang cannot get entangled in the karma of people whose strength is too far inferior or whose karma is too heavy.

Secondly, Mu Liang must perform his role appropriately.

The dual constraints imposed by his brothers also worked on Mu Liang.

He also wanted to be a respectful and loving younger brother to his elder brothers in his daily life.

Finally, Mu Liang's brothers are limited.

He can only have two older brothers.

Both of his older brothers were taken.

His supernatural powers can only be activated if both of his "brothers" are dead.

And now, my elder brother is dead.

My second brother also died.

This spot is empty.

Mu Liang looked greedily at Xia Chuan, whose half-destroyed body was writhing on the ground, the light in his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

As long as you're here...

As long as you're my brother, my status in the Nine Realms Gate...

He desperately activated his supernatural powers, trying to capture Xia Chuan's cause and effect, and trying to find the "node" that could be connected.

But there was nothing there.

Why can't I see you???

Mu Liang's eyes widened suddenly, the light in them flickering and then began to tremble wildly.

It's not that I can't figure out the cause and effect of my becoming sworn brothers with Xia Chuan.

There is no cause and effect at all.

In the supernatural perception, Xia Chuan was like an "empty hole" that did not exist in this world.

A "line" that has no past, no future, and has never intersected with anything.

He stood there all alone, with no connection to the causal network of the entire world.

"You... what kind of monster are you...?"

Mu Liang's lips trembled, and his half-destroyed body began to shake violently.

"puff"

Mu Liang suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Before he could react...

"boom!"

A fist had already smashed his skull.

[Destroy the medium-level magical corpse, lottery points +300]

Xia Chuan frowned, disgustedly flicking the blood off his hands.

"What are you saying in your gibberish?"

He thought he had many trump cards up his sleeve.

The result was that both eyes lit up!

Chapter 23 Epilogue

The atmosphere in the provincial capital today is completely different from usual.

On every street corner, almost every teahouse and tavern was discussing the same topic: the fire at the Holy Infant Nursery in the east of the city last night.

"Have you heard? The Holy Infant Hospital caught fire last night!"

"No, no, I heard it wasn't an ordinary fire."

Those who rushed in to put out the fire said that the foreign monks and nuns inside... had all gone mad!

At each table, tea drinkers lowered their voices and excitedly exchanged the "insider information" they had heard.

"Crazy? How crazy?"

"They were killing each other! They were smashing candlesticks, throwing Bibles at each other's faces, and some were even jumping into the fire together!"

"And do you know what's the most sinister thing about it?"

The person who spoke leaned closer mysteriously, extending a finger and tapping their forehead.

"Those people all have eyes growing on their foreheads!"

"Eye?!"

The room erupted in uproar.

Some gasped in shock, some shook their heads repeatedly, and many more looked at each other, skeptical.

"This...isn't this the work of a demon?"

"What monster? In my opinion, it's just that those foreign devils committed their own sins and are now suffering divine retribution!"

A middle-aged man in a long gown and with a braid slammed his hand on the table, his voice filled with indignation:

"Have you forgotten?"