Chapter 152: Searching For Him Countless Times

The Cyclops-like sinister devil’s head gradually became twisted as it exuded an air of violence and chaos.

Its black longsword suddenly emitted a shockwave, blasting a huge hole into the chest of the sinister devil blocking its way.

The sinister devil let out another harsh screech and its body fell forwards, pinning Ji Yanling under it.

“Who… who are you?” Ji Yanling stared at the sinister devil in front of her, her voice beginning to shake.

The sinister devil raised its inky black hand toward Ji Yanling’s neck before lightly grasping the necklace around her neck. The light blue jewel on the necklace was still as beautiful as ever, emitting a light radiance.

The sinister devil held the jewel within its hand.

The Cyclops-like sinister devil’s longsword stabbed through the air toward the sinister devil’s head.

Boom!

A dazzling film of blue light suddenly appeared in the air, encapsulating Ji Yanling and the others within its radiance.

The longsword stabbed into the film of light, but the extremely powerful force behind the attack was completely halted.

“This is the enchantment of the Blue Dream Jewel…” Ji Yanling stared at the sinister devil in front of her, tears flowing uncontrollably from her eyes, “Wang Lu, is that you…”

The Blue Dream Jewel was the treasure passed down for generations in Wang Lu’s family, and only his power could activate its enchantment. Yes, only he could activate it…

A hissing sound came from the sinister devil’s mouth as it stared at the two rows of tears flowing down her cheeks.

It was no longer capable of human speech, only able to emit this sharp hissing sound.

It lowered its head.

A series of images surfaced in its mind.

…

A grey-robed man and a white-robed woman appeared at the edge of the Abyss of Evil.

The man was extremely handsome and the woman was as beautiful as a lotus fairy;

From an outside perspective, they looked like a match made in heaven.

“Little Yan, this mission is going to be very perilous, so be on your guard.” the man spoke.

“I’ve got a Soul Formation Stage mighty figure like you protecting me, what have I to fear?” Ji Yanling clung onto Wang Lu’s arm, her face still plastered with a bright smile.

Wang Lu blushed slightly. “Then make sure to stay close to me and don’t leave…”

…

Mishap struck when obtaining the Holy Black Flame Lotus.

There was a mass outbreak of Abyss Demons and several powerful mutant beasts appeared, forcing the two of them into a dire situation.

Wang Lu brought out his Blue Dream Jewel Necklace before thrusting it at Ji Yanling. “Take this and run!”

“The enchantment of the Blue Dream Jewel can only be activated by you, I can’t use it anyway.” Ji Yanling pushed the necklace back.

The necklace could only ensure Wang Lu’s safety if it was in his possession.

But Wang Lu insisted and placed the necklace around Ji Yanling’s neck. “Don’t be stupid, I can only detect your location after we separate if you have this Blue Dream Jewel on you.

“If… if the glow from the Blue Dream Jewel vanishes, then don’t wait for me.”

A gust of strong wind pushed Ji Yanling into the distance.

Wang Lu turned and an imposing power burst forth from his body, diverting the mutant beasts which were all of the Soul Formation Stage cultivation base into the distance.

…

Within an abyss of boundless darkness.

Wang Lu’s whole body was stained with blood as he trudged forward, leaving a long trail of blood in his wake.

One of his arms had already been destroyed, but he still managed to escape from his mutant beast assailants in the end.

Next, he had to locate Little Yan from the Blue Dream Jewel.

His was in very bad shape so he needed to leave this Abyss of Evil, which was fraught with peril, as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to rise into the air through Sword Kinesis Flight, a black sword suddenly pierced through the darkness, stabbing through his chest.

“Ah…!”

Wang Lu knelt onto ground, extreme pain accompanied with boundless mental corruption invaded his body.

A strange power was forcing his body to slowly dissipate as a vast expanse of negative emotions roared in his head, forcing him into madness, depravity, and finally transforming his body into that of a sinister devil…

No, I can’t go down like this.

Little Yan is still waiting for me, I can’t just die like this!

A powerful conviction resisted the endless mental corruption.

But in the end, he still completely descended into darkness.

…

Wang Lu regained his senses after an indeterminate period of time.

“What… what’s happened to my body?”

He stared blankly at his black, twisted body, screeching in shock and disgust.

But only a sharp hissing sound came out of his mouth.

On that day, he completely fell apart. He discovered that he had become a sinister devil.

Despair, depravity, violence, slaughter…

He stalked around the Abyss of Evil, gradually losing his mind and doing what sinister devils should do.

“Wang Lu, Wang Lu, are you there?”

A familiar voice reverberated throughout the endless expanse of darkness.

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He heard that voice, the voice that would often appear in his dreams.

Something that had been sealed away was slowly recovered. His consciousness had been awakened by that voice and the chaos, distortion, and despair began to slowly disappear…

She was so frail, but she still sought him out tirelessly in the darkness.

He had already become a depraved sinister devil, but he still hid in the darkness, protecting the figure that would not disappear from his heart.

At least… he had to protect her until the day she decided to give up in her search.

Powerful and terrifying mutant beasts, I’ll kill them all for you.

Sinister devils that hid in the darkness waiting for an opportunity to strike out at you, I’ll exterminate them all.

“Wang Lu, Wang Lu, are you there…?”

Her calls never ceased in this perpetually dark place.

How many days had it been?

Wang Lu truly did not know how many days had passed, but he knew how many times Ji Yanling had called his name.

In the darkness, whenever Ji Yanling was on the brink of collapse, she would pull out the Blue Dream Jewel and stare at its faint glow. “Wang Lu, I know you’re not dead, you must be waiting for me somewhere.”

You persistent idiot, I’ve always been by your side…

Within the darkness, Wang Lu silently looked at her lonely figure.

He actually had another choice.

But he didn’t dare make that choice in fear that Ji Yanling would make the same choice he did.

Finally, Ji Yanling met a bunch of people one day who were here to kill sinister devils

They definitely would not have thought that there’d be a sinister devil named Wang Lu that was lurking by their side.

Ji Yanling informed them like an experienced veteran that there were very few sinister devils here and that she’d been here for over a year without encountering one.

Wang Lu stood by silently.

You adorable idiot, that’s because all the sinister devils that were a threat to you had been killed by me…

After that, they were pursued by two huge dragons.

Should he help them? No… they could still handle it.

However, the direction in which they escaped began to make him worry.

Yet another sinister devil attempted to attack them. He appeared behind the sinister devil, forming a blade with his hand before slicing its head off.

The killing intent of the sinister devil reached you.

But you spoke up yet again like a seasoned veteran, proclaiming that these were the Dark Abyssal Winds.

You adorable idiot, that’s killing intent! But he had to admit, she was very good at inventing explanations…

Just as Wang Lu was sighing to himself in resignation, an extremely powerful creature appeared.

“I’ve waited for you for a long time, traitor…” the voice swept toward him like the sinister winds of hell.

“You can speak to me!?” Wang Lu exclaimed in surprise.

“Hehe, why not, we’re of the same species.

“You killed so many of us sinister devils, all for that woman, how should I punish you for this?”

A single red eye appeared in the dark as a Cyclops-like sinister devil slowly emerged from the darkness, exuding an extremely powerful aura.

Wang Lu was no match for it and he was soon beaten to the brink of death.

The Cyclops-like sinister devil made its way to the battlefield with Wang Lu in tow, intending for him to see what was to befall the woman who he so desperately protected.

He lay on the ground, looking on at Ji Yanling’s resilient figure and also her fall into dire straits as the battle raged on.

At least let me protect you one last time!

Wang Lu roared in anger, his body flashing toward Ji Yanling like a black shadow, before appearing in front of her body like a shield.

A gaping wound was punctured into his chest, but fortunately, he managed to activate the Blue Dream Jewel enchantment at the last second.

“Wang Lu, is that you…”

Although this was still a question, tears were already flowing uncontrollably out of her rippling eyes.

“It’s me, Little Yan.” a coarse hissing came out of the sinister devil’s mouth. It was impossible to decipher what it was saying.

Ji Yanling cradled his formless face in her hands. “Wang Lu, I knew it was you! Let’s go home together…”

Go home?

If I were to go home looking like this, your family definitely wouldn’t accept a son-in-law like me.

But, at least you recognized me… to be recognized is such a great feeling…

The inky black figure began to dissipate and its presence grew ever more feeble.

“Wang Lu, wake up, I’m begging you!

“Wang Lu, don’t leave me, no matter what you become, don’t leave me…

“Wang Lu… Wang Lu…

Her voice began to sound more and more distant.

899125…

899126.. .

During his time acting as her guardian, Wang Lu had a small habit, which was to quietly keep a tally of the number of times Ji Yanling called his name in the Abyss of Evil to see how long she would persevere for.

She was still persisting.

Even if he was to tell her this number, she probably wouldn’t even believe it.

It’s a pity I’m about to leave so I won’t be able to tell you about this…

The inky black figure completely dissipated amidst Ji Yanling’s calls, forming spots of black light, disappearing with the wind amidst the cries of ‘Wang Lu’.