Chapter 209 Recovering Memories

Lu Zhi’s heart trembled slightly, but his expression remained calm, his eyes devoid of any emotion. He said faintly, "You captured me and talked for so long. Is this all you wanted to say?"

Lu Zhi chuckled abruptly, pushing away Jun Ninghe’s hand that was holding his chin. He said sarcastically, "Even if I hadn't recovered my memory, I could definitively tell you that only one of us could survive, and it would definitely be him."

Jun Ninghe also smiled and looked up at the azure sky, "You can't bring yourself to do it, so I'll help you, my lord."

Without any warning, a bolt of lightning from the clear sky struck down a large tree not far behind Lu Zhi.

The sky seemed to be torn open by a dark rift, and the moment Shen Qi’s figure appeared, a classic quote inappropriately surfaced in Lu Zhi’s mind: My destined lover will come to save me riding on colorful auspicious clouds…

Lu Zhi smacked his own forehead with a "pat."

Jun Ninghe looked at him, bewildered.

However, to Shen Qi, who had just arrived, Lu Zhi hitting himself was a sign of being controlled by Jun Ninghe. Shen Qi, already filled with rage from Jun Ninghe’s abduction of Lu Zhi, was like an ignited bomb. In an instant, he appeared beside Lu Zhi, reaching out to pull Lu Zhi into his embrace, only to be blocked by Jun Ninghe’s attack.

Shen Qi and Jun Ninghe clashed head-on.

If the beginning of the initial war was a playful warning, then the battle between Shen Qi and Jun Ninghe was a true upheaval, changing the very landscape.

The layered mountain peaks crumbled under the force of their powers, and the ten-mile radius of crimson flower forests was utterly destroyed. The sky churned with unpredictable winds and flashes of lightning, occasionally emitting sounds like clashing metal. Their figures became thin lines in the air, colliding with each other.

"This is the first time I've seen anyone who could match Shen Qi besides the lord," a white cat suddenly leaped onto Lu Zhi's shoulder.

Lu Zhi was startled. Since entering this space created by Jun Ninghe, he hadn't seen any living creatures other than them. The cat’s appearance was too bizarre.

Lu Zhi felt no danger from the cat; instead, he felt a strange sense of familiarity and closeness. After locking eyes with the cat’s golden vertical pupils and then looking at the not-so-obvious three horizontal stripes on the cat's forehead, he asked in surprise, "You, you, you couldn't possibly be the Tiger God, could you?"

The white cat, no, not cat, the White Tiger, lazily flicked its tail, "My lord is a bit slow to react."

Lu Zhi asked doubtfully, "Why are you here?"

"That’s not important," the White Tiger licked its front paw and said faintly, "Shen Qi is no match for Jun Ninghe. He put in all his effort, gathered ten thousand years of faith, and even the Heavenly Dao couldn't do anything to him. Shen Qi is powerful, but ultimately, he is not a god with faith."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zhi saw that in the battle where they were initially evenly matched, Shen Qi was gradually falling into disadvantage.

Lu Zhi became anxious, "Then what should we do? Shen Qi isn't a match, and even the Heavenly Dao can't do anything to him. Who else in this world can kill him?"

The White Tiger looked at him quietly.

Lu Zhi’s eyes widened, "Me?"

The White Tiger jumped from Lu Zhi's shoulder onto the stone table, "Of course. If even you, my lord, cannot kill Jun Ninghe, then this world will be his absolute domain."

The White Tiger continued, "Although I don't know why my lord allowed Jun Ninghe to become an existence that even the Heavenly Dao cannot contend with, I believe in my lord. From beginning to end, you have always had the world in your heart. The memories I possess, along with the memories of the Dragon God, should be returned to their rightful owner."

Having said that, without giving Lu Zhi any chance to react, a golden memory sphere hovered above Lu Zhi’s forehead. The seal broke with a sound, and golden dust transformed into molten gold, seeping into the depths of Lu Zhi's pupils, dyeing those once-black eyes the most dazzling gold leaf color of time.