How... how many stars?!
Lu Yuan's brain was completely blank, almost thinking that the Two-Legged Sheep's strike had knocked him into hallucinations.
Lu Yuan forcibly supported his scattered consciousness and counted again.
One, two, three...
A full ten stars!
This meant... a danger level of twenty stars!
Lu Yuan didn't know how to describe this danger level.
In any case, Lu Yuan had fought with the eight-star danger level Two-Legged Sheep, and the result was already very obvious. Lu Yuan was completely no match for the Two-Legged Sheep.
In the hands of this eight-star Two-Legged Sheep, Lu Yuan hadn't even lasted one minute before being beaten immobile, on the verge of death.
Twenty... twenty stars?!
Lu Yuan couldn't even imagine what kind of exaggeratedly terrifying strength a danger level of twenty stars represented.
Also... Gu... Gu Qingwan??!
This name seemed somewhat familiar, though he didn't know where he'd heard it or seen it before...
Lu Yuan tried hard to recall, but only felt his head was a complete mess, splitting with pain.
Just as Lu Yuan fell into boundless shock, the sea of blood from all directions had already converged before him.
The thick, pungent bloody smell had almost solidified into substance, blocking Lu Yuan's mouth and nose, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Finally, a graceful silhouette slowly condensed into form within the sea of blood.
Lu Yuan couldn't see her full appearance.
He only saw a slender, graceful outline, about five foot seven in height.
She wore a wedding dress, that red so vivid it was like flowing blood.
On her head, a gilded red bridal veil hung down, obscuring all attempts to peek and isolating her true appearance.
Lu Yuan couldn't see her face.
He could only glimpse from the gaps in her garments that breathtakingly shocking snow-white skin, which appeared even paler against the backdrop of blood and moonlight.
The Ghost Bride had appeared... and that Human-Faced Two-Legged Sheep, which just moments ago had been overwhelmingly vicious and driven Lu Yuan into a desperate situation, was now having its throat gripped by invisible fear.
After just one glance at the Ghost Bride, it was as if it had seen the world's most terrifying natural enemy. Its four hooves turned, and it tried to flee madly in the opposite direction!
However, the Ghost Bride merely lightly raised that pale, sharp jade hand.
In an instant, the sea of blood rose to the sky, transforming into four blood walls that completely imprisoned this heaven and earth.
The blood walls towered into the clouds, cutting off all possibility of escape, as if even the air had been frozen solid.
The Two-Legged Sheep couldn't escape.
It desperately turned back. That single eye flowed with fear nearly congealed into substance, its body trembling uncontrollably.
"Baa..."
This mournful cry had no trace of ferocity left, only the humble submission of a tail-wagging beggar, even carrying a hint of pleading.
The Ghost Bride quietly floated before Lu Yuan, making no movement, only coldly "gazing" at that beast through the sea of blood.
Perhaps begging for mercy was ineffective.
Perhaps the oppression of death had shattered its reason.
The next second, black light exploded from the eerie vertical pupil on the Two-Legged Sheep's forehead!
This was precisely the mental assault that had just severely wounded Lu Yuan, nearly killing him instantly!
At this moment, the Ghost Bride also moved, sweeping toward the Two-Legged Sheep with neither haste nor slowness.
The Ghost Bride's speed was not fast, as if she knew this Two-Legged Sheep couldn't escape no matter what.
She perfectly demonstrated what it meant to be calm and at ease, as if she had already pronounced the death sentence on this beast.
The Two-Legged Sheep went completely mad. The vertical pupil on its forehead flashed frantically, invisible mental assaults pouring out like a rainstorm!
However, the scene that followed next made Lu Yuan almost stop breathing.
Those terrifying attacks capable of splitting giant trees and crushing human bodies, falling upon the Ghost Bride, couldn't even lift a single wrinkle in the corner of her garments.
Those powerful mental assaults seemed to crash into an invisible mountain, instantly dissipating into nothingness.
Her speed didn't even show the slightest hesitation.
The Ghost Bride just drifted slowly yet eerily to the Two-Legged Sheep's front, then slowly extended that pale, sharp jade hand.
Puff.
A soft sound.
No earth-shattering momentum, no gorgeous dazzling arts, and no deafening roar.
Just such an unremarkable probe.
The tough body that Lu Yuan, even using all his Daoist arts with full force, could only blast a small scorched mark on the Two-Legged Sheep, was now as fragile as paper.
The Ghost Bride's hand directly penetrated its chest without any obstruction.
As if grasping something. then she gently squeezed.
Bang!
The Two-Legged Sheep's heart exploded into a mist of blood within its body!
That organ that had once beat with evil and ferocity instantly turned to nothing.
Its pupils filled with fear rapidly dimmed, life force receding like the tide.
The next moment, this eight-star evil spirit's massive body heavily crashed to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.
Dead.
So easily... annihilated...
This was pure power crushing.
Complete and utter crushing.
Lying on the ground, Lu Yuan saw all of this clearly. A chill shot from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head.
Lu Yuan had never before seen such a powerful existence. This was too strong!
Lu Yuan had never seen a Grand Celestial Master. There were only nine Grand Celestial Masters in the entire region beyond the pass. Grand Celestial Masters were truly difficult to encounter.
The strongest person Lu Yuan had met was that disrespectful old man who only drank heavily every day.
What level of strength that old man possessed, Lu Yuan wasn't quite clear, but he imagined it was infinitely close to a Grand Celestial Master. However, even if that old man wanted to subdue this eight-star Two-Legged Sheep, he probably wouldn't be this relaxed and at ease.
This Ghost Bride... was strong enough that any living being before her couldn't muster even the slightest bit of will to resist.
After annihilating the Two-Legged Sheep with one strike, the Ghost Bride's body eerily turned, facing Lu Yuan in the distance.
The red bridal veil blocked her face and isolated any convergence of gazes but Lu Yuan could clearly feel a cold, scrutinizing gaze fall upon him.
Gulp—
Lu Yuan struggled to swallow a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood foam, his heart pounding wildly.
The scene he least wanted to see had occurred.
That blood-colored figure was eerily drifting toward him.
Finally, the Ghost Bride stopped before Lu Yuan, looking down at him from above.
Lu Yuan lay powerlessly on the ground just like that, unable to move.
His consciousness floated at the edge of darkness. He wanted to resist, but couldn't even lift a single finger.
Finally, Lu Yuan couldn't hold on anymore. His eyelids heavy as a thousand pounds, slowly closed.
Just before Lu Yuan's consciousness completely plunged into darkness.
A cool mountain breeze swept past, carrying a trace of ghostly cold fragrance.
Under the bright moonlight, the Ghost Bride's red bridal veil was slightly lifted at one corner.
In Lu Yuan's blurred vision, only a pair of blood-red pupils were reflected and also, a face of peerless beauty taken to the extreme, and also cold to the extreme.
Ah...
Gu... Gu Qingwan...
He seemed to remember now...
That lone grave today, isolated from the other burial mounds...
The deceased, Gu Qingwan, died at age twenty...
So tired...
She probably won't kill me, right...
This was the last thought that floated through Lu Yuan's mind before he completely lost consciousness.