Bzzzt!

A piercing buzz echoed in his skull. Wu Wang suddenly felt weightless, his body floating uncontrollably upward like a balloon with a broken string.

The pair of snow-white arms waved toward him.

An irresistible pull, like a final destination for the soul, drew him deeper.

Higher and higher… higher and higher…

The two finally made contact.

Thud!

Wu Wang’s body, which had been spasming on the ground, suddenly went still.

The hope in the Old Village Chief’s heart finally died.

He couldn’t help but curse.

“Fuck! You said you could come back!”

He had seen this state more than two hundred times. Whenever the Yin Fate Great God drew away a Saintess’s soul, her body would go still, just like this.

He was certain the madman’s soul was gone too.

But his words had barely left his lips when, before Wu Xiaoyou could even step forward to check on Wu Wang, the impossible happened.

The body that should have been a corpse suddenly opened its eyes.

Then, as if pushed by some unknown force, the dagger in his chest was squeezed out.

Clang!

The dagger fell to the floor.

Wu Wang stood up.

A mad smile flickered in his eyes.

He roared at the sky.

“Hahahaha! So this is all you amount to? You dare call yourself a god? Aren’t you a little arrogant?”

Inside the Ancestral Hall, the Old Village Chief stood dumbfounded.

How did this guy do it? Wasn’t his soul already taken?

“You…”

Before the Old Village Chief could finish, Wu Wang cut him off.

“Quiet! Something big is about to happen!”

He then walked outside the Ancestral Hall and looked up at Yin Fate Village’s bright, cloudless sky.

BOOM!

Lightning suddenly flashed and thunder rumbled across the clear sky.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

A strange chill enveloped the village. The temperature plummeted, feeling like the dead of winter in mere seconds. The dark clouds swiftly formed a vortex.

Gale-force winds tore through the village, ripping down sun-shelters and peeling loose tiles from roofs.

A heavy oppression settled over the villagers, and none dared to speak above a whisper. They just stared blankly at the sky.

Some even knelt, begging for the heavens not to collapse.

“Wh-what is this?”

The Old Village Chief’s legs trembled, his voice barely a stutter.

Wu Wang gave him a surprised look.

“Isn’t it obvious? That so-called ‘Great God’ is coming down to reminisce with me, just as planned. Do you need a minute?”

He added, “If not, then get out of the way!”

The Old Village Chief was stunned.

He had never imagined the Yin Fate Great God could be so powerful, able to blot out the sky with a single hand and make the heavens themselves tremble.

In the end, he was just a gambler. A gambler who, like a frog in a well, had no idea of the world’s true immensity. He had foolishly thought he could challenge a god.

Now that the sky was truly falling, the gambler realized he had no power to hold it up.

He subconsciously asked, “Huh? Me?”

BOOM!

A bolt of lightning shot down from the center of the vortex. It struck the threshold of the Ancestral Hall viciously.

The expensive wooden threshold was instantly scorched black, embers glowing faintly in the wood.

Then, the unexpected happened.

A deafening voice echoed within the Ancestral Hall.

“Where do you think you can flee?”

The Old Village Chief dropped to his knees with a thud.

Wu Wang, however, frowned and looked behind him.

He was looking at Wu Xiaoyou. She was slowly floating into the air, her eyes and hair turning a deathly, grayish-white. She looked like a god descended to the mortal world.

“Why are you in her?”

Wu Wang’s tone grew frigid.

This was beyond his expectations.

According to the Saintesses, the Yin Fate Great God already controlled the souls of every villager who had formed a Yin Fate. The god was just waiting for the right moment to use the Saintesses’ resentment and the villagers’ souls as a sacrifice to descend into the mortal world.

By his deduction, it would either descend in its true form or use a human vessel.

He had anticipated all of this. But he had never predicted it would possess Wu Xiaoyou.

It shouldn’t be possible! Everything had followed a clear pattern! It should only have been able to possess one of the villagers whose souls it already held!

Wu Xiaoyou hadn’t been offered as a sacrifice! Her soul still belonged to her!

“This is my Yin Body. What is so impossible about it?”

Wu Xiaoyou’s voice had become androgynous, a majestic, neutral tone devoid of emotion.

“Your body?”

Wu Wang’s expression grew strained.

What the entity said wasn’t hard to understand. But the words felt alien coming from her.

The Yin Fate Great God spoke, its expression blank.

“How could a mere mortal bear my great power? Twenty years ago, I forged this perfect Yin Body from the creations of a bygone era to serve as my vessel. However, that ambitious cur cast the Yin Body thousands of miles away, wasting several hundred years of my efforts.”

It was in no hurry now.

It had expected a great deal of effort to capture the scoundrel who had so outrageously disrespected it. It never expected such a pleasant surprise.

Its Yin Body, lost for twenty years, had appeared right here in the Ancestral Hall!

It had taken the opportunity to descend perfectly!

The Old Village Chief, still kneeling, gasped in realization.

“So, it was her!”

He finally understood. He understood where the unusual fragrance on Wu Wang had come from. It was the aura of the completed Yin Body.

And that Yin Body was the infant who had appeared from thin air on the offering table twenty years ago.

At the time, he had sensed the infant was filled with the Yin Fate Great God’s aura. He feared the god would use her to descend to the mortal world. If that happened, the god would no longer need Yin Fate Village’s sacrifices.

And, naturally, it would no longer need his help finding Saintesses.

A person with no value is eventually discarded.

Understanding this, the Old Village Chief had acted decisively. He ordered the villagers to send the infant as far away as possible, ensuring she could never return. He hadn’t dared to kill her for fear the god would sense it.

He never imagined the god would find out anyway. And he certainly never dreamed that Wu Xiaoyou was that very same infant.

“Great God! Great God, I was wrong! I’ll never do it again! Please spare me…”

Thud, thud, thud!

The Old Village Chief kowtowed forcefully, his forehead splitting open and staining the floorboards red.

But the Yin Fate Great God didn’t even look at him. It merely lifted a hand.

The human skin clothes peeled away from the Old Village Chief’s body, revealing the withered, barely human form beneath. He felt the strength drain from his body until nothing was left.

The Yin Fate Great God had reclaimed the blessings of their pact.

Now, he was just a skinny old bag of bones who could drop dead from old age at any second. His vocal cords were so hoarse he could barely speak, but he kept repeating the same words.

“I was wrong… I was wrong…”

BANG!

Just as he finished, a deafening shot erupted.

The Old Village Chief’s head exploded. Flesh and blood splattered across the offering table.

The Yin Fate Great God looked at Wu Wang.

Wu Wang casually blew the smoke from the muzzle of his AK.

He sneered.

“Humans can never truly comprehend the depths of their own desire.”

“He didn’t realize he was wrong. He only knew he was about to die.”

“Now, it’s your turn.”

In a dark corner, invisible to the Yin Fate Great God, Wu Wang’s shadow silently rose to its feet. In its hand, it clutched a black stone that had almost merged with it.

It was only a single step away from the Yin Fate Great God.

【Memory-Washing Stone | Usable】

“I saw your true nature from the heavens.”

“You are not a true god.”

“Nor are you an eternal existence.”

Wu Wang’s tone grew increasingly crazed. He grinned, poking his own chest with the dagger.

“But you must have felt it.”

“I’m actually a more suitable vessel for your descent than the Yin Body.”

“The best sacrifice is the Undying!”

He had to use the stone right in its face for it to work. The stone hadn’t shown the 【Usable】 tag until he was this close to the Yin Fate Great God.

Now, the distance was close enough.

He was just waiting for the right moment…