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Chapter 239 An Awkward Misunderstanding
Despite the utter darkness before him, with almost no glimmer of hope in sight, Mengxuanjun could not bring himself to adopt the humiliating posture of stretching out his neck and obediently waiting to be slaughtered.
Just then, something astonishing happened.
It was as if he had triggered some mysterious mechanism or cast some strange spell, and in an instant, the blood vessels all over his body suddenly bulged like dragons, clearly protruding from the surface of his skin.
At the same time, a vast and powerful soul force surged and flowed rapidly through his blood like a raging torrent.
From the outside, the bulging blood vessels form a complex and strange pattern, resembling some kind of ancient and mysterious rune.
Even more shockingly, along with this surge of powerful force, four thick and powerful giant arms actually grew out of his shoulders and armpits!
At this moment, Mengxuanjun looked like a ferocious and terrifying monster descending upon the world.
It should be noted that the original appearance of the legendary beast tapir was quite peculiar. It looked quite like a fat pig, except that its long nose resembled that of an elephant, which appeared extremely abrupt.
In addition, it has four sharp canine teeth in its mouth, making its overall appearance extremely ugly.
Now, on this already hideously ugly body, four giant arms full of energy have suddenly appeared, making him look even more bizarre and awkward, completely out of place.
However, even in his grotesque appearance, nothing could conceal the immense power and unparalleled majesty he exuded at that moment.
"Damn humans!"
Even if I, Mengxuan-jun, fight to my last breath, I will never be like those lowly soul beasts, allowing you to slaughter me at will!
These words seemed to be his final vow, shouted with his entire life, echoing throughout the world with endless grief and determination.
At this critical moment, he no longer saw himself as human, but rather as a soul beast that had been tempered by ten thousand years of time.
It should be noted that although soul beasts can transform into human form after cultivating for 100,000 years, very few soul beasts are truly willing to identify themselves as human.
After all, the blood and pride of soul beasts still flow deep within them.
Wu Heyi cursed inwardly, "What an incorrigible person!"
Before he finished speaking, he swung his arm, and the Emperor's Halberd, gleaming with a cold light, shot out like lightning.
At the same time, Meng Xuanjun reacted quickly, instantly extending six hands in an attempt to catch the thunderous blow.
However, Wu Heyi would not give up so easily.
He exerted his strength suddenly, and a tremendous force surged through the halberd.
With a deafening roar, a massive ravine, three meters wide and bottomless, appeared, stretching from where Mengxuanjun stood all the way to the entire market!
This sudden turn of events caught everyone present off guard.
Those who were slightly luckier only felt a gust of wind howl past, and their cheeks were splashed with foul-smelling blood.
Those who were unlucky were instantly reduced to ashes, leaving no trace of their remains.
Those who rushed straight towards Wu Heyi after witnessing the beam of light paid a heavy price for their so-called "intelligence and wisdom."
They believed that rushing straight towards the pillar of light was the shortest and fastest way to reach their destination, but they never expected such a tragic end to await them.
Sure enough, they faced death head-on with the shortest distance and the fastest speed!
As the dust and smoke gradually dissipated, those quick-witted and agile individuals instantly recovered from their astonishment and shot out like arrows, swiftly escaping the perilous market.
At this moment, the state of Meng Xuanjun in front of Wu Heyi was appalling—half of his body had been severed, and blood was flowing out, staining the ground beneath him red.
Severely injured, he was barely breathing and had only a sliver of life left. He lay on the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of bright red blood.
Despite the severity of his injuries, surprisingly, Mengxuanjun's eyes did not become unfocused despite the excruciating pain.
This is because his physical body possesses a special ability:
As long as there are people in the world who are in a dream, he can slowly recover his depleted soul power and broken body bit by bit by using the method of devouring other people's dreams.
At this moment, however, the wounded man, whose life hung by a thread, had a question that he couldn't understand. This question was like a restless little beast, constantly pounding back and forth in his mind, making him eager to ask it.
However, Wu Heyi stood quietly before Meng Xuanjun like an unapproachable god, looking down at him from above.
Those deep, ocean-like eyes gleamed with an unfathomable light, cold and ruthless.
Strangely, Wu Heyi just stared at Meng Xuanjun silently, without making any further move.
As time ticked by, the atmosphere between the two grew increasingly heavy and oppressive, as if the whole world had frozen in that moment.
The brief two-minute standoff felt like an endless ordeal for Meng Xuanjun, who was seriously injured.
He could clearly feel his life force rapidly fading away as his blood was drained. If this continued, he feared he would die from excessive blood loss without Wu He even needing to lift a finger.
Why didn't you just kill me?!
Mengxuanjun's eyes widened, and he roared in astonishment.
Just now, he used all his strength and his six arms to barely catch Wu Heyi's powerful attack.
However, at that critical moment, he clearly realized that Wu Heyi had intentionally changed the final direction of the blade's fall; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Wu He remained expressionless, his eyes as cold as frost in a freezing night, and coldly replied:
Have you ever killed anyone before?
Meng Xuanjun's body trembled slightly, and she stammered, "No...no!"
Although he had witnessed other humans brutally killing each other, he believed it was simply the law of nature—survival of the fittest—and therefore did not intervene.
However, due to absorbing the dreams of various soul beasts over a long period of time, he sometimes even felt that he was no different from humans, and deep down he could never bring himself to kill them.
Wu Heyi remained indifferent, as if everything happening before him had nothing to do with him.
"That's right!"
From the very beginning, I never said I wanted to take your life. I was simply telling you that you can't give me what I desire!
Upon hearing this, Meng Xuanjun was struck dumb, her body jolting violently.
Suddenly, he felt a metallic taste in his throat and couldn't help but cough violently, followed by coughing up two large mouthfuls of blood.
Only at this moment did he realize that the reason he was so angry at the time was not just because of Wu Heyi's threats and provocations, but more importantly, the massive amount of soul beast dreams that he had absorbed into his body had begun to affect his mind and emotions.
It's important to know that these mysterious and peculiar creatures, such as the dream tapir, don't devour all types of dreams. Usually, they only treat the most terrifying and frightening nightmares as a delicacy.
As a result, during the long years that Mengxuanjun spent with these dream beasts, he inevitably absorbed a large amount of resentment and complicated memories from the soul beasts.
Therefore, when Wu He first uttered those words, Meng Xuanjun instantly made a judgment:
Wu Heyi had clearly become aware of his presence and was trying to kill him without any mercy.
Faced with such a life-or-death threat, Mengxuanjun did not hesitate to fight back.
However, at that moment, a wonderful feeling surged into his heart like a tide, causing his tense heartstrings to relax suddenly.
Like glimpsing a ray of light at the end of a dark tunnel, he suddenly had an epiphany, as if he had grasped the essence of something of utmost importance.
At the same time, a powerful force surged within him, and his soul power, which had been like a stagnant pool, began to churn violently at an astonishing speed.
Even more miraculously, the body, which was already incomplete and missing half of its body, was rapidly restored to its original state in the blink of an eye at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, a jaw-dropping scene unfolded—Meng Xuanjun seemed to be lifted up by an invisible force, slowly floating into the air.
Beneath him, a soul ring emitting a strange light yet almost colorless quietly emerged, like the most dazzling star in the night sky, attracting attention.