Legend Management Bureau Chapter 395

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The two massive Portals drew ever closer, on the verge of swallowing He Suoyi whole.

At this moment, only his midsection remained barely visible.

From that visible portion, a hand clamped onto Du Yu in a death grip.

Du Yu only needed a moment of thought to come up with a countermeasure.

“Did you think taking me with you would solve everything? Do you really believe my death will put an end to this?!”

Du Yu traced a Portal directly over He Suoyi’s fingers and leaped inside.

However, he did not rush to close the Portal. Instead, he seemed to be waiting for something.

“What kind of scheme are you brewing now, Du Yu?” He Suoyi sneered. “Even if you enter my body, you cannot kill me. I am not like Mahakala. I will end your life instantly!”

Du Yu returned a cold smile. In this final moment, he decisively pulled the Eight Directions Ghost Record from his chest and declared slowly, “I, Du Yu, hereby relinquish my rights to use the Eight Directions Ghost Record. All the souls within the record are now free, severing all ties with me!”

An instant later, the power of Zhongli Chun—which had been shielding his body to the bitter end—was also siphoned away.

When he closed his eyes, his inner world completely vanished.

“I am sorry, Little Zhongli. Forgive me for not being able to say a proper goodbye.”

With that said, Du Yu tossed his Eight Directions Ghost Record toward the dying Heavenly Venerables on the ground. The record rolled a few times before coming to a stop right in front of Lady Houtu.

Inside this ghost record resided Zhan Qisheng, Ying Ning, Zhi Nv, Saint, and Chada. As long as it remained, the hope of repairing the Legends would survive.

Although He Suoyi had figured out Du Yu’s intentions, there was absolutely no time to stop him. At that exact moment, the two Portals completely merged together, and both He Suoyi and Du Yu vanished.

“That Young Kid…” the Western Queen Mother muttered, struggling to lift her head toward the spot where He Suoyi had disappeared. It looked as though nothing had ever happened; not a single trace was left behind.

Shiranui Kashin and Shiranui Tsukimizake pushed themselves up from the ground with great difficulty, looking around in a daze.

The explosion from earlier had shattered their heart meridians. If they had sustained even the slightest injury prior to this, they would already be dead.

However, for Shiranui Kashin, this was not the time to worry about that.

“It is coming…!” he shrieked in terror. “Those overwhelming Threads are coming!”

…

When Du Yu opened his eyes, he saw nothing but blood-red all around him. Figuring he must be inside He Suoyi’s body, he hurriedly crouched down and shielded his head.

A moment later, a bizarre explosion echoed through the space.

Unlike the explosion of Mahakala, the magnitude of this blast was incredibly small.

With just a few tremors, the body of the giant red Buddha crumbled into fragments.

Even stranger, Du Yu heard the distinct sound of shattering glass.

As the massive expanse of red dissipated, Du Yu slowly opened his eyes.

Before him was the future where Saint resided.

A future of nothing but ruins and darkness.

Du Yu furrowed his brows. He realized that every inch of space, whether up in the sky or down on the ground, had been blasted full of cracks.

These fissures looked just like fractured glass, hanging silently in midair.

With a sharp crack, one of the rifts suddenly expanded.

A moment later, a young General wearing silver armor and a white cape charged out of the fissure on a warhorse.

Du Yu looked closely and saw that the man was covered in blood, cradling an infant in his arms.

The General glanced around and could not help but ask, “Where is my lord?! Report immediately that I have brought the young master back from Changbanpo! Eh??”

The young General also noticed the strange anomaly before him, his eyes widening in shock.

Crack!

Another sound of shattering glass echoed, prompting Du Yu to look up at the sky.

A monkey wearing a purple-gold phoenix-feather cap, golden chainmail armor, and cloud-walking boots leaped out with a boisterous laugh. Brandishing an iron staff in his hand, he turned his head and cursed, “Yang Jian, you brat! If you have so much free time, you should go save your mother instead of fighting with your Grandpa Sun!”

Immediately after, Yang Jian chased him out of the rift.

“Cease your nonsense, you insolent macaque! You dared to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and today I shall let you taste the might of my Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword!”

The two of them cursed and brawled as they moved, quickly disappearing into the distance.

An old woman leading a child slowly walked past Du Yu, muttering under her breath, “My dear Meng Ke, this is already the third time your mother has moved homes for your sake. This time, you must absolutely…”

Sensing the abrupt change in her surroundings, the old woman looked up and froze on the spot. “Oh! How did I end up wandering here…”

Thud, thud, thud.

A hammering sound echoed from a rift right next to Du Yu.

An ominous premonition rose in his heart, but he silently walked over and pressed his ear against it to listen.

A moment later, a chisel poked out into midair.

Du Yu jumped in fright and immediately took a few steps back.

Seeing that a hole had been made, the chisel was gently pulled back, leaving a small void suspended in the air.

Du Yu swallowed hard, quietly stepped forward, and peered into the void.

To his shock, there was an eye on the other side, peering right back out.

“Ah!!!”

Before Du Yu could even speak, the person inside the void let out a terrified scream.

Immediately after, the person inside began kowtowing on the ground with loud thumps, shouting at the top of his lungs, “I am Kuang Heng! I did not mean to offend! It is just that my family is destitute and cannot afford an oil lamp, so I chiseled through the wall to borrow a little light! Please forgive me, please forgive me!”

Du Yu stared with wide eyes, his head spinning as he refused to believe what was happening before him.

“It is a mess… Everything is a mess…”

It seemed that all of time and space had been fractured by He Suoyi’s explosion!

Whether it was the past, the present, or the future… Everything had been blended together!

As the Great Pivot, the “explosion” He Suoyi had sought was completely different from what Du Yu had imagined!

This level of destruction aimed at time and space… Whether it occurred in the past, present, or future, the world was doomed to be destroyed!!

At that moment, Du Yu finally noticed a blood-soaked old man lying not too far away.

“He Suoyi?! You are not dead yet?!”

Du Yu gnashed his teeth in fury and closed the distance in a few large strides, only to find that He Suoyi’s heart meridians were completely shattered. The old man wore a mocking grin.

“It is done, the world has been purged… Hahahahaha…”

“Look at what you have done!!”

Du Yu roared and threw a punch right into He Suoyi’s face.

The punch was not particularly heavy, but the ground beneath He Suoyi shattered upon impact, and the two of them plummeted straight down.

Du Yu thought they would fall deep underground, but below them was an antique-looking room. The two crashed right into the center of the room, smashing a table to pieces.

Inside, a man and a woman were engaged in an illicit affair.

“Ah! Master!!” the woman shrieked, while the man hastily scrambled to his feet to stare at the intruders.

“Do not be afraid, Jinlian! Who are you two?! Why were you hiding on the roof?!” The man addressed as Master bellowed, though his tone carried a hint of cowardice.

In agonizing pain, both Du Yu and He Suoyi lay on the ground, groaning.

Immediately after, the floor continued to fracture, and the two of them fell through once again.

This time, they landed in a room where a lean man was lying on a bed of dry straw, licking a bitter gall.

“Ah?! Who is there?!”

Paying him no heed, Du Yu gritted his teeth, hoisted himself up, snatched a broken table leg from the debris, and advanced viciously toward He Suoyi.

He Suoyi had no intention of sitting around waiting for death. He staggered to his feet, spotted the door, and bolted outside.

Pushing open the door, he found that the outside was actually a forest with a flowing river. He Suoyi paused in surprise for a fraction of a second before plunging headlong into the woods.

Du Yu did not hesitate and chased closely behind.

In the forest, a man who looked like a Rogue Immortal was holding three axes, asking the man in front of him, “Did you drop this golden axe, this silver axe, or this iron axe?”

“I have no idea what you are talking about!” the man replied anxiously. “I just told you, my sword fell into the river while I was taking a boat. I carved a mark on the boat, and now I am back to find my sword!”

Without a word, He Suoyi rushed forward, snatched an axe from the river god’s hands, and hurled it backward at Du Yu.

Du Yu quickly dodged aside, narrowly avoiding the axe. He snatched it off the ground and continued his pursuit after He Suoyi.

“He Suoyi! Today, I am going to make sure you die!!”