Chapter 1138: One Sentence, Heavenly Human Five Decays for Me Hardly Against Night Owl

I don’t know a damn thing about the outcome!

I don’t even know the name of the palace master of Xuyue Hui Gong, and you’re clearly just trying to bluff me!

Xu Xiaoshou indicated that he’d grown tired of such tactics, so how could he possibly play along with Tianren Wushuai’s words?

No matter what he said in response, it would surely give him away in the end.

So, he simply stood there with his arms crossed, silently staring at the other man with a mocking expression, waiting for what came next. But Tianren Wushuai had no follow-up.

His calm gaze met the young man’s across from him, and he remained silent.

The two of them stood on the vast wilderness, the wind blowing around them as they stared at each other, for quite a while.

“Heh.”

Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t help but be the first to laugh.

“Senior, are you testing my patience? Why didn’t you continue? What about your follow-up? I’ve been waiting all this time!”

Without giving Tianren Wushuai a chance to react or respond, Xu Xiaoshou paused and then continued:

“Senior Tianren, I’ve even met your boss, the King of Yanwang. I once accompanied my father, representing Xuyue Hui Gong, to discuss a collaboration. This… do you know the result?”

Tianren Wushuai was stunned for a long moment before bursting into laughter.

His laughter started as a derisive snort, then turned into wild, unrestrained cackles, finally settling into a sinister, chilling grin.

“Jie jie jie, kid, at your age, being able to handle things so flawlessly is truly rare.”

“You’re too kind.”

Xu Xiaoshou remained unfazed.

Up until now, he still didn’t know why Tianren Wushuai was pursuing him. There was no grudge between them, so it couldn’t be that they opened this other dimension just for meaningless chit-chat, could it?

Xu Xiaoshou kept waiting.

He figured that once this psychologically twisted Tianren Wushuai had his fill of games, whether it led to a fight or something else, the truth would come out.

“You’re not curious about my affairs, but I’m quite curious about yours.” Tianren Wushuai stepped closer. “So, what was the content and result of your collaboration with Lord Huangquan?”

“You don’t know?” Xu Xiaoshou had no intention of explaining; he spread his hands in surprise. “Then, Senior, have you ever considered the possibility that Lord Huangquan didn’t tell you because you’re not worthy of knowing?”

In that instant, it felt as if the wind across the entire grassland had stopped.

Xu Xiaoshou clearly saw a fierce killing intent flash in Tianren Wushuai’s eyes, like a rabid dog baring its fangs, ready to bite.

“How dare a junior like you overstep on matters that even Lord Huangquan doesn’t want to share?” Xu Xiaoshou took half a step back, forcing himself to stay calm as he took a deep breath.

In this first attempt, he realized that provoking Tianren Wushuai like this didn’t lead to any severe consequences—the other man still hadn’t struck.

This was bizarre. What on earth was he after?

“You’re not afraid I’ll kill you?” Tianren Wushuai inched closer.

“How could you, Senior? Heh heh.” Xu Xiaoshou’s face turned pale as he forced a dry laugh. “If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn’t be wasting words with a dead man here. You must have another reason for keeping me alive.”

“Chen Rushui!” Tianren Wushuai’s eyes flashed with anger and irritation as he shouted heavily, “Smart people die from talking too much, schemers die from overconfidence. Do you know how you’ll die?”

“Thank you for the lesson, but I don’t think I’ll die at all.”

Xu Xiaoshou stood his ground, his aura rising to match Tianren Wushuai’s without being suppressed in the slightest.

“Jie jie jie…” Tianren Wushuai cackled eerily, his gaze turning serene, as if piercing through the young man’s body, murmuring, “You’ll die an unnatural death.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, a torrent of gray-black decay energy erupted from Tianren Wushuai’s body, billowing his robes and spreading across the boundless wilderness.

With a whoosh, Tianren Wushuai raised his left hand, and from the dark depths of his sleeve, a highly compressed and condensed stream of decay surged forth.

You must be sick!

Xu Xiaoshou was terrified.

This guy was completely unreasonable—one moment they were probing each other, and the next he was going for the kill. He felt something was off about Tianren Wushuai’s words, but there was no time to think about it now. Faced with the attack, his instinct was to dodge.

But glancing inadvertently at his status bar, Xu Xiaoshou froze.

“Reminder received, passive value +1.”

A reminder?!

In that moment, it was as if a lightning bolt exploded in his mind.

Tianren Wushuai’s earlier words echoed back, but Xu Xiaoshou now interpreted them with a new meaning.

You’ll die an unnatural death…

You’ll die an unnatural death!

Did this “unnatural death” refer to the decay and curse power from Tianren Wushuai himself?

Or was it warning that he would die at the hands of something hidden in the shadows, something no one had detected—like the Night Owl?

“Why would he remind me?”

Xu Xiaoshou’s pupils contracted, but he couldn’t figure it out.

Yet, smart people often understand without words. When Xu Xiaoshou realized that Tianren Wushuai didn’t seem to harbor any particular malice toward him—not even this attack triggered a “sneak attack” notification—he stayed put.

As Chen Rushui from Xuyue Hui Gong, he stood frozen, as if terrified by Tianren Wushuai’s words and aura, forgetting even to dodge.

Whoosh!

The decay stream pierced through space and poured entirely onto Xu Xiaoshou.

“Immovable Ming Wang!”

Even knowing that Tianren Wushuai’s strike might not be aimed at him, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t fully trust this enigmatic member of Yanwang due to the unknown and uncontrollable situation.

He activated “Immovable Ming Wang” as a self-defense measure.

But he discovered that the decay stream surging into his body didn’t harm him at all.

It simply flowed through his body… from his head, like water, down to his feet.

Xu Xiaoshou “sensed” it continuing downward, merging into his shadow through the connection at his soles!

Under the unblocked daylight of this alternate world, the green grass swayed in the wind, and the faint shadows shifted accordingly.

To his horror, Xu Xiaoshou saw something wrong with the short, slanted shadow at his feet!

There was a dark mass on the shoulder of his shadow, like a triangular shape without clear edges. But through his “sensing,” he knew there was nothing on his actual shoulder!

The sunlight cast his shadow onto the wilderness of this dimension, yet it included something that shouldn’t be there.

How terrifying was that?

Xu Xiaoshou felt a chill run down his spine!

Without needing further reminders, he instantly realized what this thing was.

It was the “Three-Legged Black Owl” that had been on the Night Owl’s shoulder in the dim and shadowy Hall of Sins—one that he could never have detected, even after searching his entire body.

The so-called “horrific gaze” came from this!

It was the secret hand of the Night Owl, watching Chen Tan and Chen Rushui without Xu Xiaoshou noticing.

“Gah—”

As the decay stream poured unreservedly into that triangular shadow on Xu Xiaoshou, a shriek rang out.

At the same time, the sky of this dimension darkened completely.

“Woo woo woo…”

Chilling wails of vengeful spirits echoed from all directions.

It was as if the gate between the underworld and the living world had opened, turning the ground into a sea of black.

Just like in the Unforgiven Hall, countless ghosts emerged from the dark earth, dragging their bodies into this world.

There were muscular soul giants, skeletal emaciated dragons, and even the King of Hungry Ghosts, clutching a boiling cauldron, leaping up while its third and fourth arms devoured swarms of lesser spirits.

“Woo!”

The bone-chilling screams pierced to the marrow, making Xu Xiaoshou’s skin crawl with goosebumps.

This time, the Night Owl held nothing back; she no longer feared affecting the Unforgiven Hall and triggering unforeseen dangers.

Because this place was no longer the Unforgiven Hall!

Slap slap slap…

Hordes of Three-Legged Black Owls descended from the sky, feasting on the ghosts on the ground, eventually merging into a colossal undead sorcerer standing tall as a mountain.

On the shoulder of this muscle-bound undead sorcerer, hidden within a black cloak, was a shadowy figure.

And on that figure’s shoulder was the very Three-Legged Black Owl that had been hiding on Xu Xiaoshou’s shadow.

“Gah—”

The Black Owl cried out.

The Night Owl, leader of the dark department, tilted her head slightly and looked down at the two figures below, remaining silent for a long while before speaking softly:

“I don’t understand.”

I don’t understand either!

Xu Xiaoshou was completely baffled.

What kind of being was this Tianren Wushuai? How could he instantly spot the greatest hidden danger that Xu Xiaoshou had unknowingly carried?

More importantly, why was he helping me?

Why was he forcing the Night Owl out into the open for a direct confrontation?

Or was Tianren Wushuai unable to kill me himself and calling her out to finish the job together?

“Night Owl girl?”

Xu Xiaoshou suppressed his racing thoughts and opened his mouth, his eyes full of disbelief and confusion.

“You… how could you be here?”

The Night Owl remained as calm as when she watched him waste time in the Unforgiven Hall searching for a nonexistent passage.

“Chen Tan, you still have one chance.”

Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.

He knew exactly what this “one chance” meant.

It was to hand over the “God-Slaying Order,” obediently follow the Night Owl, return to the Sacred Divine Hall, join one of the six departments, offer up the aura of the evil god’s power, explain its origins, and then face an uncertain fate decided by the Sacred Divine Hall.

Like Gou Wuyue.

The outcome was obvious to anyone.

“Chen… Tan…?”

Tianren Wushuai let out a “jie jie” chuckle from the side, not seeming to care, and turned to the young man beside him:

“Chen Rushui, I can tell you the result of the collaboration—it was a complete success.”

“And now, I need to know why you came to the Hall of Sins on behalf of Xuyue Hui Gong.”

Xu Xiaoshou glanced at Tianren Wushuai without saying a word.

Even someone as clever as he felt his mind turning to mush at that moment.

What did that mean?

So, all that nonsense you said to me earlier wasn’t just probing—it was real?

Is the palace master of Xuyue Hui Gong really named “Shasheng Luo”?

Regardless, Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t follow the Night Owl.

That made his stance crystal clear. Tianren Wushuai had shown goodwill, even if the reason was unclear—perhaps it was just toward Xuyue Hui Gong…

But that was enough!

Xu Xiaoshou never thought a made-up identity could connect him to a complete stranger from Yanwang.

But now, he had to believe that something called “coincidence” truly existed in this world.

Maybe, after being “arranged” into coincidences for so long, Xu Xiaoshou had finally encountered a genuine one?

Tianren Wushuai was an ally of Xuyue Hui Gong!

As Chen Rushui, had he accidentally latched onto this connection?

Xu Xiaoshou immediately straightened his chest, his spirits lifting as he spoke boldly:

“By my father’s order, I’m searching for the semi-saint level ghost beast, Han Tian Zhi You. The task is complete; we just wait for Lord Han to escape from Rao Jianxian’s grasp and return to us.”

“Once Lord Han returns, Xuyue Hui Gong will reemerge, joining forces with Yanwang to become unstoppable!”

As soon as he finished, the world fell silent.

The Night Owl on the undead sorcerer’s shoulder was stunned.

Tianren Wushuai, waiting for the answer, was equally taken aback.

“Suspicion received, passive value +2.”

The Night Owl was dumbfounded.

She didn’t believe in Chen Tan or Chen Rushui.

But looking at the two figures below, it seemed that no matter how absurd or ridiculous, this was the only explanation.

“Chen Tan, you’re really…”

Impossible!

How could Chen Tan be from Xuyue Hui Gong?

Any ghost beast host would instinctively transform when in danger.

Chen Tan—or Chen Rushui—had been hit by the “Henghe” in the Unforgiven Hall, affected by Rao Yao Yao’s saint tribulation, and then blasted away by Tianren Wushuai in the Hall of Sins maze.

From start to finish, these were life-threatening dangers!

Yet, aside from his sword techniques and evil arts, not a trace of ghost beast aura had leaked from him.

What kind of ghost beast host could endure that without revealing any power?

Even Lord Han had exposed his ghost beast form under Chen Rushui’s strike—which ghost beast host could have such restraint, refusing to show their power even in death?

“With your promise, I’m relieved.”

Tianren Wushuai believed it!

He actually believed it!

This orange-masked member of Yanwang turned around and nodded solemnly to Chen Rushui of Xuyue Hui Gong.

“Remember, the alliance between Xuyue Hui Gong and Yanwang must not break. Don’t forget your promise.”

With that, Tianren Wushuai no longer held back his power.

Boom!

The sky full of black suddenly dissolved, melting away like ice water flowing from the horizon.

The dense gray-black decay energy pushed back the Night Owl’s death force, clearing half the sky.

In an instant, a desolate aura spread over the vast wilderness; the vibrant green grass withered at a visible speed, turning yellow, then crumbling and disintegrating.

It was as if all the life in this dimension had been plundered by Tianren Wushuai. He slowly floated into the air, his robes bursting open behind him.

After absorbing the endless decay energy from the horizon, a massive, ferocious monster formed from his body—towering like a void servant, equally immense, but purely condensed from decay energy.

“Lord of Calamity!”

Tianren Wushuai’s eyes flickered as he stared at the Night Owl like a predator eyeing its prey, saying slowly, “This is my first gift to young brother Chen. And you will die an unnatural death.”

Below, Xu Xiaoshou was left in disarray by the wind.

He gazed at the scene in the distant sky: on the left, the muscular undead sorcerer, now enlarged to over a hundred feet after devouring countless ghosts; on the right, the sky-reaching “Lord of Calamity,” a colossal entity belonging solely to the decay body, powerful enough to make heaven and earth tremble.

He was completely stunned.

How did these two near-saint level powerhouses end up fighting?

Could someone explain what the hell was happening here?

Chen Rushui!

In one sentence, Tianren Wushuai was going all out against the Night Owl for me???