Chapter 1054: Destroying Heaven and Earth

A soft exclamation came from behind the bed curtains. Immediately, a fair arm pushed aside the light gauze, revealing Yu Yanluo's breathtaking face.

Having just woken up, she was only wearing undergarments. Although she pulled the quilt up to cover herself, her shoulders, lustrous as jade, and the skin of her slender neck were still faintly visible.

Zu'an stood a few feet away, quietly observing her, hoping to see some panic or discomposure on her face.

He was disappointed; her expression showed only a hint of confusion and bewilderment, not the slightest trace of fear.

"Please wait, I need to change," Yu Yanluo said, nodding slightly at him before lowering the bed curtains.

Watching her graceful figure faintly visible behind the curtains, he thought that merely putting on clothes could be so captivating. She was truly worthy of being the world's most beautiful woman, long desired by Pei You.

Zu'an secretly pondered how interesting it was that they were clearly a married couple, yet she needed to avoid him while dressing.

After a moment, the bed curtains were pushed aside again, and Yu Yanluo stepped out of bed. She was dressed, but hadn't put on her socks yet. Under the faint moonlight from the window, her perfectly sculpted and exquisite feet seemed to emit a crystalline glow. If Shinji Matou were to see them, he'd probably lick his tongue off.

She moved gracefully to the table and lit a candle. The candlelight illuminated her flawless face as she stood, wrapped in a white fox fur, appearing both regal and delicate.

Zu'an frowned slightly at her action but did not stop her.

At that moment, Xingnu's voice came from outside: "Madam, is everything alright?"

Clearly, she had noticed Yu Yanluo lighting the lamp and found it somewhat unusual.

Zu'an watched Yu Yanluo quietly, secretly gathering his strength, ready to react at any moment.

To his surprise, Yu Yanluo did not call anyone in. Instead, she said softly, "It's nothing. You may withdraw. Do not approach without my command."

"Yes!" Xingnu bowed, and her receding footsteps indicated she was moving away.

"Madam, long time no see. Did you miss me?" Zu'an said, making a move to embrace her, observing her reaction to probe the true nature of their marital relationship.

Yu Yanluo turned, her skirt flaring, evading his lecherous grasp.

Then, frowning, she looked at him and asked, "Who exactly are you?"

Zu'an was startled, but confident that his disguise was flawless, he assumed she was trying to trick him. He replied in a deep voice, "What? Has so little time passed that you no longer recognize your own husband?"

"You are not Jian Yanyou," Yu Yanluo said, looking at him with cold, clear eyes that also held a hidden wariness.

Feeling the certainty in her tone, Zu'an realized she wasn't bluffing; she was truly certain he was an imposter.

Suppressing the doubts in his mind, he continued to probe, "What, is it because you colluded with Jian Taiding and personally participated in my murder that you're so sure I couldn't possibly be alive?"

Yu Yanluo's face grew cold. "What kind of monstrous being are you, to be able to disguise yourself so perfectly as Jian Yanyou?"

Zu'an snorted. "Are you trying to change the subject? Do you know how miserable I've been these past days? Heaven gave me a chance to live again, so I naturally must seek revenge on my old enemies, one by one."

As he spoke, he advanced towards her, step by step.

He had always harbored a doubt: Despite being the most beautiful woman in the world back then, she had no cultivation whatsoever. That in itself was fine, but the crucial point was that she hadn't been taken as a personal forbidden concubine by anyone.

This was very strange. He didn't believe those powerful figures were truly that principled, or that they were all saints who refrained from female company.

One must know that with Yu Yanluo's beauty, even enlightened monks who had cultivated for many years would be tempted to renounce their monastic vows upon seeing her.

This doubt only deepened after he arrived in Cloud County.

Everyone here had high cultivation, and each was driven by greed and ambition. In such a situation, surrounded by wolves, how could she protect herself?

The ambush outside Brightmoon City back then, which he hadn't thought much of due to his low cultivation at the time, now seemed utterly abnormal.

At that time, she only had a group of third and fourth-rank guards. Such a unit might be sufficient for protecting a typical noble lady, but she was the most beautiful woman in the capital, and she was far from the Yu family's territory in Cloud County. Could other factions truly restrain themselves?

Thinking of the serene and composed demeanor she always displayed whenever he saw her, Zu'an became increasingly certain that this woman definitely harbored a secret!

This was a perfect opportunity to test her.

Seeing Zu'an's approach, Yu Yanluo's expression indeed changed.

When she had just lit the lamp, she had walked over to a nearby desk. Now, she directly picked up an unrolled painting from the desk and threw it at him.

Zu'an had a bewildered expression. "Throw a painting at me?"

For a moment, he found himself between laughter and tears. Why did it feel like a girlfriend throwing things during a lovers' quarrel?

However, he soon couldn't laugh anymore, as the scenery before his eyes suddenly changed; he was no longer in Yu Yanluo's boudoir.

Instead, he was in a misty wilderness, where he couldn't even see his hand in front of his face.

"An illusion?" Zu'an frowned, immediately summoning Hundred鸣 Bird to counterattack. Unfortunately, Hundred鸣 Bird screeched as it flew past, but there was no reaction from the surroundings.

As Hundred鸣 flew, the mist dispersed a bit, but quickly gathered again.

"Who exactly are you?" a voice echoed in the sky, as pleasant and enchanting as ever, but now carrying an inexplicable majesty, as if she were a goddess from the heavens.

Zu'an frowned. Tapping his toes, he leaped upwards, dashing towards the source of the voice.

He hadn't reached the Grandmaster level yet, so he couldn't fly freely in the air, but flying briefly was not a problem.

Unfortunately, he rushed upwards for a distance but found nothing; the sky seemed infinitely high.

Hazy, bluish mist permeated the entire space. Even with his current eyesight, he could barely see more than a few feet ahead.

He landed back on the ground and used his Jade Cong to summon nearby creatures, attempting to scout the surrounding terrain. To his surprise, there wasn't a single living creature within several miles.

Either this place was barren and lifeless, or the creatures here were of such high level that they were unaffected by the Jade Cong's control.

Soon, Zu'an knew the answer. A sudden alarm rose in his heart, and he instantly dodged to the side. A sharp javelin pierced the spot where he had just been standing.

But wasn't this javelin a bit too long?

It felt more like a long bamboo pole, extending into the mist, its true length completely unknown.

Immediately after, a massive monster slowly emerged from the dense fog. Zu'an finally saw its appearance clearly.

Its body was long and slender, with over a dozen legs. Each leg resembled a long bamboo pole, and the javelin from earlier was one of its legs.

Overall, it somewhat resembled a stick insect he had seen in his previous life, but its size was thousands, even tens of thousands of times larger.

It brandished its large, long legs, thrashing wildly and repeatedly lunging at Zu'an.

Despite its massive size, its movements were not slow at all; on the contrary, they were extremely agile. Those bamboo-like legs were more dangerous than flying spears.

An Eighth-rank creature!

Zu'an continuously dodged using Sunflower Phantoms. Taking advantage of the monster's disorientation, he finally found an opening and landed a punch on its leg.

With a crisp crack, its leg snapped.

With one leg broken, its entire body swayed precariously, clearly unbalanced.

Zu'an moved like lightning, instantly breaking all of its other legs.

Finally, the monster could no longer support itself and crashed to the ground.

Just as he was about to leave, his expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly turned around.

He saw the monster swaying, its broken legs growing back at a visible speed.

Zu'an was dumbfounded.

A regenerating monster?

Its regenerative power was even more exaggerated than his, who had cultivated the Primordial Chaos Scripture.

At least if his limbs were severed, they wouldn't grow back in such a short time.

At that moment, Yu Yanluo's voice echoed again: "You cannot kill it."

Zu'an couldn't help but retort, "This isn't your true form, is it?"

Yu Yanluo fell silent.

Yu Yanluo's rage surged.

Clearly, associating her with such an ugly creature had made her somewhat angry.

At that moment, flames ignited in Zu'an's hand. Before the monster had fully recovered, he tore it into pieces, and the intense flames instantly reduced it to ashes.

No matter how powerful its limb regeneration, how could it regenerate if it had already turned to ashes?

"Oh?"

Yu Yanluo's surprised voice came from the sky, clearly sensing the unique nature of his flames.

"Your flames naturally suppress these demonic creatures. Very well then."

No sooner had she spoken than a clear breeze swept through, and the mist gradually dispersed.

Zu'an suddenly felt his feet lose their footing, and he fell straight down.

A wave of briny water rushed at him from all directions.

This was the smell of the sea!

Zu'an twisted his body and flew directly into the air.

He saw that the previous land had vanished, replaced by an boundless ocean.

"Changing heaven and earth?" Zu'an was startled. What level of cultivation did this woman possess to wield such means?

At this moment, back in Yu Yanluo's boudoir, she stood before her desk. A painting was unrolled on the desk, and in her hand, she held a brush, lightly adding a few strokes to it.

Zu'an immediately noticed that the previously gentle breeze had turned fierce, and the ocean below began to churn, sending up violent spray.

"I'll ask you one more time: Who exactly are you, and how can you impersonate Jian Yanyou? If you don't speak, I will truly show no mercy." Yu Yanluo's voice echoed in the air once more.

At the same time, her face faintly appeared across the entire sky, like Guanyin manifesting in a TV drama from his previous life.

Zu'an frowned slightly. "What exactly is going on? Could I have entered her domain?"

But no matter how powerful Yu Yanluo was, it shouldn't be this exaggerated. How could she possibly have such a miraculous domain?

He laughed heartily. "What's this about impersonation? I am your genuine husband."

He wanted to intentionally provoke her, to see if she would reveal any flaws in her anger.

Yu Yanluo snorted.

Yu Yanluo's fury surged dramatically.

The surrounding gale instantly intensified, causing him to become somewhat unstable in the air.

Just then, he saw a white line approaching from the distance.

"What is that now?" Zu'an watched with full vigilance.

The white line moved very fast, almost instantly arriving.

Zu'an's face finally changed, because now he saw clearly that it wasn't a white line at all, but a several-hundred-meter-high tsunami rushing towards him!

The closest he had ever been to a tsunami was when he watched "Interstellar" in a cinema; even then, he had been profoundly shaken.

Yet in real life, the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami was only 30 meters high, yet it caused 300,000 casualties and left over 2 million people homeless.

Now, this several-hundred-meter-high tsunami before him arrived with an utterly destructive aura. His human instinct made every hair on his body stand on end.

"Last chance. Who exactly are you?" Yu Yanluo's ethereal voice echoed in the air once more.