Chapter 375: Slaying Fu Yun, Seizing Victory, Ascending the Final Throne

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...... The unleashed force rippled outward, shattering the ground in concentric waves. Like water ripples expanding endlessly, the destruction continued until reaching a distant hill, which crumbled entirely under the overwhelming pressure. A metallic taste filled Fu Yun's throat as she coughed up blood uncontrollably. "Cough..." Her gaze peered through Lu Ding's fingers: "You're truly strong... You're TRULY STRONG!!!" Her initially calm statement gradually descended into madness. Blood and spiritual energy surged from her acupoints, converging into a massive pattern of a cicada-winged, wasp-bodied monster centered around her. In a blink. The pattern came alive, dragging both Lu Ding and herself into a crimson world. Corpses piled into mountains whose peaks vanished into the heavens. Festering blood formed seas whose depths disappeared into the abyss. Bodies tumbled down the mountain of corpses. Silhouettes floated within the sea of blood. Blood-stained hands emerged from the crimson tide as waves of anguished wails assaulted them. This was the Festering Blood Hell. Those who reveled in slaughter and bloodshed during life would fall into this hell. Fu Yun stood suspended in air, her trembling voice unable to conceal her excitement: "Welcome to my world." "I hope you..." Before she could finish. Lu Ding raised his hand to receive a bloodied longsword offered from the churning darkness. A single slash!!! The attack connected earth to sky. Everything in its path was cleanly bisected. The sheer power and speed surpassed anything Fu Yun had ever experienced. Lu Ding's voice followed as he sheathed his blade: "Your world seems rather fragile." The Festering Blood Hell began collapsing. Howling winds rushed through the hell's fissures. Blood gushed from cracks spreading across Fu Yun's body. Transforming her into a crimson figure. She smiled serenely: "So this is how death feels?" Glowing runes shimmered within her flowing blood, spreading across the stained ground. The metallic scent rose to pierce the heavens, shredding the thick clouds above. Fu Yun stepped forward: "This is my final transcendence. Regardless of reasons or process - I killed them, and that's that." Lu Ding responded: "Those who live by the sword die by it. You killed them." Fu Yun's bloodied face maintained its smile: "Then by that logic, you should kill me." Fu Yun: "This was my nature, unchangeable." Lu Ding: "This is my duty, unalterable." She attacked with erupting blood mist, twinkling runes dancing within like stars. Lu Ding countered with a palm strike. Blood sprayed from Fu Yun's mouth as her expression grew wilder. Her transcendent state boosted her power dramatically, allowing brief physical parity with Lu Ding. She locked his wrist in an iron grip. Their contest of strength made the ground spiderweb with cracks, shattered debris defying gravity as it floated upward. Black smoke erupted. BUZZ!!! A soul-shaking resonance pulsed outward. The noble darkness surged forth, overwhelming the dangerous crimson energy. Fu Yun's vitality waned rapidly from the struggle. Her spiritual energy channels shattered piece by piece. Lu Ding exerted his strength. [Heaven-Earth Sundering Hands] activated. RRRIIIP!!! Fu Yun's arm tore clean off. Blood rained down. Where each drop landed, deep red flowers blossomed. She winced slightly from the pain. Single-handedly lifting Lu Ding's arm overhead. Fu Yun pivoted gracefully. Her blood-stained dress flaring elegantly. The surroundings transformed—blue skies, white clouds, wind-swept grass carrying earthy fragrance. Displaying final tenderness, Fu Yun said: "My instincts made me prey on the weak, seeing others as food. My upbringing taught me law and order, understanding society's rules." "When my nature clashed with society's laws, death became my inevitable consequence." "This ending fits my crimes. Goodbye." Lu Ding smiled in return. At least she hadn't spouted empty platitudes about victors writing history. Those who benefit from society's order must accept punishment for breaking it. "Victor's justice" only applies when challenging the system without enjoying its privileges. [Flower Coffin Death Burial] activated silently. A flower bud bloomed using life force as nutrients. A towering floral pillar rose, lifting a coffin skyward. Within it, Fu Yun absorbed the final beautiful scenery—exactly as she wished. Boom... A rain of petals descended. Amidst elegant black petals flashed fragments of Fu Yun's life. Lu Ding witnessed her story and the "instincts" she mentioned. Rather than instincts. These were actions compelled by the Most Violent Victory's influence. According to the petals. She first encountered the Most Violent Victory at Falling Horse Slope. The creature had been severely injured then. Attempting to consume her marrow to heal. But its wounds proved too grave—it fell dormant within Fu Yun's flesh and bones. She survived by sheer chance. Yet the creature's will gradually eroded Fu Yun's already strained psyche. In some ways, she possessed no talent but extraordinary comprehension. The Most Violent Victory supplemented what she lacked. Their fusion. Through this coincidence and Fu Yun's terrifying potential. Propelled her onto the Qi Refiner's path. Perhaps recognizing the benefits, the creature remained parasitized within her. Becoming one with its host. Thus began her subsequent killing spree. Whenever hungry, it influenced Fu Yun to feed—for itself and for her. Witnessing this. Lu Ding pondered. Before meeting Fu Yun, the Most Violent Victory had been thriving. What caused its severe injuries? Why did it hide fearfully within Fu Yun instead of emerging... What terrifying existence could make such a bloodthirsty monster learn caution? Yet it didn't steer Fu Yun away from him. Intrigued now. Lu Ding speculated—if a monster, it must be extraordinarily powerful. If human, only Moon Toad Temple and Lingshun 749 pursued the creature, yet one lacked strength, the other failed to catch it. Unlikely from either group. A civilian faction perhaps... Lu Ding mentally noted this mystery. Holding the petals. With Fu Yun's death. The symbiotic Most Violent Victory couldn't survive either. Checking his system display. This Qi Refiner world war might yield substantial gains. [Contained Entity: Most Violent Victory.Human] [Containment Reward: End Throne (Spell)] [End Throne, Ultimate Execution—flaying, tendon-ripping, bone-breaking, reality-warping commands. Core spell of the Deathly Black Prison] . . . Will update one less chapter these days due to Lunar New Year busy schedule. Will resume normal updates after the holidays. Thanks for your support everyone.

Chapter 375: Slaying Fu Yun, Seizing Victory, Ascending the Final Throne

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