When Ye Zhongming was fighting in Bright Water World to increase his strength, the enemy that he was most worried about was standing on a magma land and facing a woman.
âYou are smart. I am shocked that a weird lifeform created by man can have your thoughts.â
Saint Father held his hands behind his back and wore a cotton dress. He had white hair, and the slowly rolling magma gave his face a red glow.
Red Hair looked at this strong presence and coughed. But her gaze was firm.
She was in a bad state. Many parts of her body caved in, and a leg was twisted. These parts were broken.
Red Hair held the disfigured bone throne. The throne lost its legs and was only left with its back.
The soul whip was dimmed as if it was about to scatter. It was on her shoulder.
âDirty thing.â Saint Father looked at those two pieces of equipment and judged.
Red Hair placed her hand down, and some specks of light scattered in her mouth. She looked at the opponent in disdain and said with a crisp voice, âYou are much dirtier than me.â
After Saint Father found her, she fled. She used the bone throneâs speed and soul whipâs ability to absorb soul power to maintain the high intensity escape.
She didnât choose to flee toward the Imperail City. Although she knew her Master was there, she didnât want to do that.
She didnât think that her master was his match.
Since that was the case, she felt that she was responsible to help.
She didn't consider how long she could delay him and what would happen to her.
Especially after she couldnât sense her masterâs aura in this space, she dashed toward Night Demon Plains and Cursed Abyss.
It would be best if she could draw that terrifying presence to kill this old man. Then, her master wouldnât have to face him when he came to find her.
But things were different from what Red Hair imagined.
The lifeform on the same level as the old man didnât appear.
âYou think that I donât know what you want to do? Do you think the animal would dare to come out just because you drew me here? You thought wrongly. At our level, we try to avoid conflicts. I wouldnât come here because that is an insult to that animal. But I chased you here. It knows and would mind its own business.â
Saint Father spoke proudly. He didnât mind to speak more to Red Hair. He even hadnât decided whether or not to absorb her. Although that could give him a lot of energy, it was better if he let her recover before swallowing her.
Saint Father knew that something was waiting for him in the Imperial City. Although he didnât respect those barbarians, he knew that those people left things in preparation for him. It was good to have some energy storage.
âYou didnât come from here and donât know the rules. Your arrogant actions are useless and will only buy a few days.â
Red Hair smiled, âOld Fellow, donât make yourself sound so noble. Everything you do canât cover the fact that you are going to die. You donât dare to use so much energy because your lifeform would reduce. You wonât get killed by others but will die yourself. You call others invaders, but you are using your level and strength to steal the energy in this space so that you can live. You donât care about the death of this space.â
As she was on the verge of death, Red Hair, who didnât like to speak, started to talk about what she understood in the few days that the old man was chasing her.
âThe animal here is the same. All of you are selfish. You are stealing the survival space of others to live longer if not all of you should have died. The laws of this space mean that you shouldnât exist. After you die, the energy will return to this world so that it can last for a while longer. But all of you arenât willing to die and continue to absorb everything useful for you!â
âI am dirty? Right, I donât deny it. I came from a dirty corpse; I am a zombie! But you, as well as that fellow that doesnât dare to show himself, all of you are much dirtier than me!â
Red Hairâs expression looked lifelike. Although she said that she was a zombie, her emotions were more intense than those of any human.
âDonât think that I donât know what you are doing. You want to absorb my life and store that energy. So when you attack others, you wonât consume your own life. Hadnât you been doing that along the way? You absorb lifeforms you are interested in and use their energy to deal with me. If not, with your strength, you wouldnât need to spend so much effort to kill or capture me.â
Saint Father was expressionless. His gaze toward Red Hair wasnât as teasing and mocking as before and was now cold.
âOld fellow, donât think that you have won. I know that you will return to your army and try to escape from my masterâs space gate. But you wonât succeed. You will die in the Imperial City. My Master will kill you.â
âThat small bug?â
Saint Father burst out and laughed.
âSmall?â Red Hair struggled to straighten her body and placed the bone throne by the magma ocean. She sat down on the throne that was badly broken.
âIf he is small, how could he become my Master? Old fellow, I will enter the next level if you give me a few days. You sensed it, so you used your strength to force me here. You are afraid you canât capture me after I reach level eight!â
âYou think that way because you donât know the gap between levels eight and nine.â
Red Hair smiled coldly.
âBut, old fellow, your plan wonât succeed. You canât absorb me. But unfortunately, I wonât be able to continue with the person that gave me life.â
The whip around her neck that had lost its color suddenly gave off a weird fluctuation. It turned from a dead item into a⊠Tempting cake!
It started to give off a pure soul power!
Saint Fatherâs expression changed. He sensed that monsterâs movement once that huge soul power appeared!
That damn lifeform actually released its energy using the equipment. It drew the desire of another lifeform to extend its lifeform to make it fight with the Saint Father.
âTwo idiots!â Red Hair used a word she learned to describe the two level nine lifeforms. She used her last bit of strength to fall into the Magma Ocean with the Bone Dragon Throne.
The power she purposely released disappeared as the magma swallowed her. It only left the Saint Father, who was forced to stop mid-air, and the giant dark shadow covered half the sky, making the two of them look at each other.