Ascending towards the heavens,

His will amidst the surging waves was like an unyielding rock, standing firm!

His bearing was truly unmatched.

Perhaps,

This was the essence of a jiangshi (Chinese zombie),

Born from death, excluded from reincarnation, hated by gods and men,

Like Ying Gou who rebelled against the Yellow Emperor,

Choosing to leave when the Yellow Emperor had defeated Chi You and become the leader of the human race,

Was itself a form of self-exile and severance, marking a complete opposition to the mainstream.

Just like now,

This world,

Madly rejected him!

Step by step, ascending the stairs, Ying Gou was constantly enduring terrifying erasure power, but he still walked calmly, walked resolutely.

Boss Zhou didn't feel anything special in this, if he had to describe it, it was a bit like riding a roller coaster in an amusement park, climbing a slope;

When would Ying Gou's breath dissipate,

Then he would start plummeting downwards.

Everyone who chooses to ride a roller coaster actually knows what they are going to experience, whether they will scream, whether they will close their eyes in fear, they all know.

Boss Zhou knew it too, so he didn't cheer Ying Gou on, nor did he bother to spout any motivational nonsense at this time.

One reason was that if he were to get emotional in this position, he felt that the atmosphere would become weird;

Secondly,

Whether this path could be continued was not something that a few words of comfort could influence.

However, one thing was certain, the distance to the Xuanyuan Sword was constantly closing.

And from beginning to end, this sword had not moved!

It was just there, and only there, but it had already made it so difficult for Ying Gou, one could imagine that the so-called Xuanyuan Sword slashing at you was actually… very respectful.

Because the vast majority of people on the list probably never even saw the sword move before their death.

"Roar!"

Ying Gou let out a low roar.

Mysterious runes began to be released from Ying Gou's body, protecting his mind and maintaining his spirit.

Unlike the unrestrained and graceful ease of summoning clouds and rain, which might have just been a small trick used by Ying Gou in his early years of hunting, he himself had long forgotten how many years it had been since he had truly been forced into such a situation.

The previous two sweeps of hell were, to put it bluntly, just having eaten a little and taking advantage of the strength in his body to go down and teach the children a lesson.

You couldn't say he was very serious, but this time was different!

In the depths of Ying Gou's eyes, a wild fighting spirit surged, his gaze fixed on that sword!

In a trance,

It seemed that beside the sword,

Stood that familiar figure.

That figure was not particularly heroic, nor particularly majestic, nor was it the type that could make people sincerely submit with just a shake of his body and an aura of dominance.

On the contrary, Chi You was that type.

In terms of bloodline, personal strength, and spirit, Chi You was actually far superior to that person in every way.

The reason why that ancient battle that determined the fate of the human race was so protracted and difficult was also due to this.

What the Yellow Emperor had to face was not only Chi You and the Nine Li tribe, but also a huge and terrifying alliance with the Nine Li at its core, and the vast majority of the tribes in this alliance were united by Chi You's personal charisma.

It could be said that in that period, Chi You was a true overlord, watched by heaven, earth, humans, and gods.

Whenever he recalled the past, what Ying Gou often reminisced about was not his glorious years of sweeping through hell, but he preferred to savor every detail of his encounters with Chi You.

Although, in his encounters with Chi You, he lost more than he won.

These losses were not one-on-one duels, but rather in terms of the battlefield situation. For a long time, the Yellow Emperor's side was actually struggling to cope with the pressure from the Nine Li.

And Chi You had also shown his appreciation for Ying Gou many times, which was a kind of mutual admiration, after all, in this vast world, one would feel lonely at the top, and among the subordinates, there were few who could catch his eye.

But Ying Gou had repeatedly rejected Chi You's invitation.

The reason was actually very simple.

Ying Gou had never concealed his attitude towards the Yellow Emperor. He was too pure, pure in being courteous at the beginning, pure in being complacent after achieving success, and in the face of universal submission, his eyes would also reveal a desire for control.

This was also the reason why Ying Gou looked down on the Yellow Emperor,

Bad at fighting, too pretentious in his acting.

In comparison, being with Chi You, fighting together in wars, drinking and singing together in the wilderness after the battle, was the true life that suited Ying Gou.

And the reason why Ying Gou had always firmly stood on the Yellow Emperor's side was simply because, despite the thousands of differences between the two, there was one thing that was truly different.

When they first met, the Yellow Emperor had said to Ying Gou that everything in the world becomes boring after eating too much, and naturally born things always have a fishy smell.

How could it compare to those birdmen in the heavens, who hadn't eaten human food for countless years, and could be said to have washed their entire bodies clean long ago, and filled their bodies and souls with luck day and night, always maintaining the freshest taste.

At that time, the Yellow Emperor's eyes were not only on the ground, but also… on the sky.

From the beginning, he disdained the immortals above his head using this world as a chessboard, stirring up the winds and clouds here, and plundering luck.

And Chi You was highly valued by the Immortal King, and the Immortal Court even ordered many demon clans to join the Nine Li Alliance.

In that era, this seemed to be the true way to obey the will of heaven, and this seemed to be the true expectation of the masses.

Look, even the immortals are optimistic about him, isn't this the true meaning of being destined?

Ying Gou just found this kind of destiny very boring.

Of course, it could also be said that he really wanted to taste the flavor of those immortals and satisfy his appetite.

Therefore, he charged for the Yellow Emperor again and again, and saved the Yellow Emperor from defeat again and again.

He simply believed that this guy, who could be said to be useless in every other aspect compared to Chi You, was rarely in sync with himself in terms of ambition.

Sometimes he would lament that if the ancient war was just a small-scale turmoil in a pond.

If Chi You hadn't died back then and had jumped out of that pond like himself, what kind of terrifying achievements would he have made?

At this moment,

Ying Gou had many thoughts,

So that when he further closed the distance with the Xuanyuan Sword,

When his gaze looked upwards again,

He subconsciously curled the corners of his mouth slightly,

Without anger, without hatred,

Even,

In a tone of greeting an old friend:

"Use…………less…………trash…………"

…………

Half a Face continued to sit on the ground. Because of Ying Gou's departure, this illusory scene was much more blurred and shaky than before, but it continued to exist due to inertia.

And the surrounding memory scenes were still being browsed further.

He seemed to be continuing to watch, and he seemed to be waiting silently. It could be said that since the afternoon, after being stimulated and going crazy, Half a Face had been in a state of hysteria.

Hanba (drought demon) was still standing there, but she was already preparing to leave.

In fact, she was a little regretful, regretting that because of her appearance, it might lead to the fact that after Ying Gou died under the Xuanyuan Sword, the Zhou Ze he left behind would become a sweet treat in the eyes of a pack of wolves.

Under the Xuanyuan Sword, anything that could increase one's chances of escaping, even if it was just a tiny bit, was enough to drive those old fogeys crazy.

Even if they were different from Hanba, even if it was too late to recognize the Yellow Emperor as their father, it was always good to get one more molted body.

And Hanba's appearance also proved the value of the molted body.

If Ying Gou was to annihilate that soul together under the sword light of the Xuanyuan Sword, then so be it;

But now, as long as you weren't an idiot, you could see Ying Gou's protection of that soul!

When Ying Gou completely fell, that soul would be something that everyone would inevitably fight for… a "thing"!

Admittedly, Hanba's appearance did corroborate Zhou Ze's value, but if she didn't appear and didn't compete, did she expect Boss Zhou to run to her sleeping place and take the initiative to offer himself after Ying Gou fell?

And under the "public gaze", Ying Gou's "importance" and "care" for his dog were too obvious.

Hanba bent down, ready to lift the "curtain" and leave this phantom barrier.

Half a Face tilted his head and said in a slightly mocking tone:

"Not going to keep watching?"

"I know his life better than you do."

Hanba didn't attack Half a Face, because there was really no need to.

Half a Face shook his head when he heard this. He was already a little unable to laugh, but he continued:

"Keep watching."

"It's going to be too late."

After speaking,

Hanba lifted the curtain and left here, returning to reality.

When Ying Gou fell, it would be when everyone would snatch Zhou Ze.

After Hanba went out, Half a Face didn't feel any disappointment or loneliness.

And coincidentally,

What was presented in the surrounding scenes at this time,

Was exactly the scene of the day when he rebelled against Ying Gou and plundered Ying Gou's three thousand years of accumulation!

To be able to be presented in this memory in this life was truly something to be proud of, because the memories that could be presented here were all worth presenting.

It was just that the protagonist was being urged by that sword and didn't have time to continue watching.

In the picture,

He stood under the Bone Throne, and in Ying Gou's eyes above, there was clear anger.

He laughed loudly and turned to leave, plundering Ying Gou's three thousand years, causing Ying Gou to continue to sink. He felt that he had won, he had won completely.

He came from Ying Gou, but he surpassed Ying Gou!

He was no longer a dog, but a true self!

However,

It was clearly shown in the memory screen,

After he left,

On the Bone Throne,

That one who had already suffered a great loss of vitality and would have to continue to sink,

Showed a smile.

The smile was without contempt, without reluctance, and without anger,

On the contrary,

It carried a bit of warmth;

Like seeing his own little puppy,

Finally daring to go down the stairs.

Seeing this, Half a Face, who had already expected it, didn't become angry again, nor did he continue to be hysterical;

Perhaps infected by the smile in the picture,

He himself,

Also smiled:

"Heh…"