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Unfortunately, Ember is not an ordinary person.
Xiao's figure turned into a dark blue mist, and he quickly shuttled through space. This skill, which was almost like traveling through space, was exactly what he relied on to wipe out the resentment left by the demon god throughout Liyue.
However, this time, he encountered huge resistance after just a short while. The space here was countless times more solid than before, and it was as difficult to travel through it as digging in a rock.
"Why are you walking so fast? This is the first time I've ever seen a fairy properly. Let's talk!"
Yu Jin looked at the sky not far away, stretched out his hand, and green smoke began to emerge in the seemingly empty sky in the distance - Xiao was pulled out by him.
Looking at his newly revealed form, Xiao was silent for the first time, even though he was not good at speaking before.
"You are very strong, but it is better for us not to have any contact with you." Xiao was silent for a while and slowly said to Yu Jin.
"Why?" Yu Jin still refused to give in.
"I am a Yaksha. Although I am an immortal, I love killing. It is useless to seek blessings and wealth, or seek immortality and enlightenment from me."
Xiao turned his face away and looked at the attics standing below with an expressionless face.
"Main Killer?" Yu Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao. "No wonder the aura on you is a bit similar to mine before."
"Similar to you?" Xiao chuckled rarely, as if Yu Jin had said something big.
He looked at Yu Jin, who was wearing strange clothes and had a restrained aura. At most, he was just a master hiding in the busy city, and there was no sign of the murderous aura of a veteran.
Xiao even thought that this guy named Yu Jin was quite frivolous and somewhat similar to the God of Wind he had met before.
"Being trapped in the bloodshed and entangled in karma is a fate that even immortals and yakshas cannot bear. Although you are powerful, you may not have experienced the kind of fighting I have experienced. It is not good to speak arrogantly."
Xiao shook his head. It was the first time he heard someone say that he and Yasha were somewhat similar. Although he was surprised, he didn't quite believe it and just thought that Yu Jin was trying to get close to him.
Just as he said, endless killing will eventually end in killing.
Xiao raised his hand and looked at his palm. It was very white, but Xiao knew how much blood was stained on it.
Of the original five demon-subduing Yakshas, four are now gone, and Xiao himself feels that his time is running out.
“Hey, kid, you are not tall, but your vision should not be as narrow as your height.” Yu Jin looked down at Xiao and knew at a glance that he did not eat well. If it weren’t for his strong arms, one would have thought he was malnourished!
"This is just my height. Also, that was just advice, not looking down on you." Xiao crossed his arms. He still maintained basic respect for a strong man like Jhin.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have turned around and left, instead of staying here and chatting nonsense with Yu Jin?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I told you, you are a lot like me, but you are like my old self."
Yu Jin reached out and touched Xiao's head.
Chapter 297 Fighting and Killing
2023-11-16
"Where is this...?"
Xiao raised his head and looked at the dark sky. Wasn't he on the roof of Liyue Pavilion just now? Why was he here now?
Moving his eyes downward, what Xiao saw was a broken and distorted world.
This place seemed to have been very prosperous in the past - because all you can see are the ruins of buildings.
However, what is disturbing is that in addition to the normal piles of broken walls and ruins on the ground, there are also many curved and intertwined building fragments further away.
There was no pattern or beauty in the ruins. The wall went straight through the building, and the conical roof was connected to another equally broken roof.
From a distance, the remains of these buildings look like clusters of wildly growing weeds, connecting, intertwining, and indistinguishable from each other, together forming this gray-white stone forest.
"Distorted space?" Xiao looked at the blurry edge of the wreckage in the distance, feeling a little uncertain.
Although he can travel through space to some extent, Xiao does not fully understand the various properties of space.
He withdrew his gaze and began to look at the ruins in front of him.
Walking into a leaky shabby house, a stale smell hit him in the face. But Xiao didn't care.
"Wait..." When Xiao saw the interior of the dilapidated house, his pupils shrank rapidly.
The walls of the dilapidated house were divided into two distinct colors. One side was old and gray, with much of the wall paint peeling off, revealing the red bricks and stones covered with moss.
The other floor was bright and shiny, with snow-white walls that looked like they had just been painted. Xiao could even smell the unique scent of talcum powder in the staleness.
"Not only space, but time is also distorted!" Xiao only felt a buzzing sound echoing in his mind.
Xiao pursed his lips and walked out of the shabby house. He looked up at the sky. The dark clouds revealed a suppressed glimmer of light. No matter where it was, the brightness was equally weak. He couldn't even tell where the sun was.
Looking at the ruins in the distance again, Xiao had some understanding in his heart. The space of this world is basically formed by the splicing and distortion of countless fragments from the past.
As for why there is no one from the future? Xiao thinks that the world has no future.
"Boom boom boom!"
The ground suddenly shook, surprising Xiao. This lifeless world could actually shake, which was exciting enough.
Leaping to higher places among the messy ruins, Xiao's vision finally became wider, away from the ubiquitous ruins and rubble.
In the distance, there appeared a rare dark building that was relatively intact, and an open gray-white area.
Xiao tried to turn into smoke, and in just a moment, he succeeded. This surprised him a little, but now was not the time to worry about it.
He was running very fast, but how long did it take him to reach the open space? He himself didn't know, maybe it was very long, maybe it was very short.
The scenery on the ground was too monotonous, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be still. Xiao had no concept of time.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the occasional vibrations from the earth.
Stepping on the gray-white ground, a cloud of dust and smoke splashed up. Xiao looked down at the dense abyss below, then looked up at the huge stone pillar rising from the thick fog in front of him.
Is this really a naturally occurring terrain? The scene before my eyes is like a bottomless hole in the center of the world, and in the middle of the hole, new land has risen up, standing like an isolated island in the center of the hole.
Xiao shook his head in self-mockery. He was really overthinking it. This space itself did not conform to his common sense. It was too funny to use his own experience to fit it.
Looking at the only narrow rocky road connecting the isolated island to the world, Xiao swallowed and walked up.
The earth continued to shake, and Xiao was worried that the "rock fragments" rising from the cliff would collapse.
Because this road is too "thin" compared with the isolated island and the world, just like a piece of "paper" inserted between the isolated island and the cliff of the world.
And Xiao is walking on the upper section of this "paper".
Fortunately, Xiao's worries were unnecessary.
At the end of the road was a natural battlefield. Except for the exit where Xiao was, the central island was surrounded by mountains in all directions.
And the battlefield is naturally used for fighting.
A huge roar echoed on the isolated island, and distorted ripples were visible in the air.
The distortion was due to both the shock waves created by the compressed air and the sheer force that distorted space.
The ripples hit the ground, and the isolated island shook along with the outside world.
Now Xiao understood why this world was so strange. It turned out that this isolated island standing abruptly on a cliff was the real center of the world.
When this place vibrates, the world outside vibrates as well. When this place is distorted, the world outside is distorted as well.
The roar was loud enough and the distortion of space was strong enough, but to Xiao who was on the edge, all of this was like someone else's dream.
He could only watch and do nothing.
There seemed to be some heat source in the sky, the vast earth was surging, and the entire space turned into a sea of lava.
In the fiery red ocean, there are many dazzling reflections - those are the armors left over from this land.
Not only have one-on-one fights to the death taken place here, but also large-scale wars have taken place.
Xiao suddenly felt his eyes getting hot. He rubbed his eyes and when he looked again, he found that there were two more people in his sight.
One was an ember; the other, like the ember, was also covered in iron armor.
They were very similar, both burning, both dull, and both dead. It was as if they only had battle in their eyes.
The one who throws the fire is the Fire King. The stronger the soul, the bigger the flame.
In order to maintain the Age of Fire, countless strong men have burned themselves for countless years and turned into firewood to maintain the prosperity of the world.
However, the weakening of the First Flame is inevitable, and the number of strong people in the world is decreasing...
First it was a god, then a hero... In the end, in order to cultivate the firewood for the fire, even artificial bait was used to feed a twisted monster like Eldridge.
The opponent of the ember is the incarnation of all the fire kings. It has no mind, but only the martial arts of all the fire kings.
The flames on the two men's bodies burned fiercely, and endless sparks gushed out with every step they took.
The weapons of the two men were also engulfed in flames, and it was impossible to tell whether they were swords or knives, but it didn't matter anymore. For them, any weapon was an extension of their body.
Every time the Cinder King's incarnation swung his sword, countless blurry shadows emerged from the gushing sparks. There were gods, humans, dragons...
All the experience of the Cinder Kings contributed to every attack of the Incarnation. Every attack was impenetrable, but every attack was taken by the opponent's Cinder.
Stab, chop, split, stab, sweep...
Straight sword, scimitar, spear, heavy hammer...
For the two fighters, the changes in moves and weapons were as smooth as flowing water.
The battle between Embers and the incarnation was very simple, without gorgeous magic, unpredictable fairy arts, or suffocating huge amounts of elemental power.
What he does have is a skill that seems to have no end like the abyss and a power that can tear everything apart.
Xiao was watching intently, his spear skills had reached perfection, but even so, when he caught a glimpse of the two occasional fights between Ember and the Avatar using spears, the inspiration and desire to wield a spear became stronger in his heart.
It turns out that the scope of spearmanship is far more than just the superficial knowledge he has learned.
"Hey!" Suddenly, a hand was placed on Xiao's shoulder, waking him up from his lost concentration.
"Who is it?!" Xiao was startled, but when he turned around and saw it was Yujin, he jumped even further away.
"You... why are you here?" Xiao first looked at the embers that were still fighting in the distance, then looked at the misbehaving embers in front of him, and spoke incoherently.
"Hmm... look at myself when I was younger?" Yu Jin touched his chin and said half-jokingly.
Chapter 298 Embers of the Elderly
2023-11-17
"Oh~, now when I think back on it, I feel like I was really energetic when I was young." Amid the endless vibrations, Yu Jin's slightly emotional voice was heard.