Chapter 536 - 323: And You Are?
’A fire seed?’
’The Source of the Xian Fire Lamp?!’
The moment Yang An heard the term "fire seed," the first thing that came to mind was the eternal bonfire in the Xian Origin Land.
The bonfire remained unaffected, whether in the surface or the Deep World, and only those who had mastered the Xian Fire could see it.
And at that very moment, Yang An was finally certain...
’He Ming... Life Crane... They’re the same person!’
’I’m the one who took the inheritance of the Earth Immortal Dao Sect, the Earth Spirit Stele. It’s in my hands right now.’
’And the so-called fire seed, the Source of the Xian Fire Lamp, I fused it into my Lighting Technique.’
Speaking of the Lighting Technique, that Technique seemed ordinary, but it was actually connected to so many things.
’He from the Lower Hu World must have been what He Ming looked like before he became who he is. His body was full of fire-type Techniques, making it impossible not to connect him to Life Crane. Perhaps he was the origin, or even the prototype, of the Lighting Technique.’
’And if that guy was capable of wiping out the Five Great Celestial Sects and causing the collapse of the Central Continent, his Cultivation Level couldn’t have just been at the Zombie God realm. He shouldn’t have died so easily at my hands.’
After hearing Huan’s answer, Yang An was so shocked he was speechless.
He was sure of the connection between He Ming and Life Crane, but he was even more certain of something else... ’That guy isn’t dead!’
’He’s absolutely not dead!’
’But why did something as important as the Earth Immortal Dao Sect’s inheritance and the fire seed end up in my hands?’
’It’s a scheme!!!’
’And I’m already caught in it!’
Yang An’s breathing started to grow heavy. Huan just watched him with wide eyes, not saying a word.
He had already seen what he wanted to see in Yang An’s eyes, and he smiled but said nothing.
He had saved the part about He Ming taking the Earth Immortal Dao Sect’s inheritance and the fire seed for last precisely because he wanted to see this very expression on Yang An’s face.
"So what?!"
Yang An snapped back to reality, forcing himself to calm down. Though he felt bewildered and could sense how terrifying that old bastard Life Crane was, his belief in himself was even stronger.
’So what if it’s a scheme?’
’If I could kill Life Crane once, I can kill him twice.’
’Besides, what Huan said might not even be true.’
’I’ve heard too many half-truths and outright lies. I can’t just blindly trust this information the moment I hear it.’
’I have to weigh the facts and investigate for myself. Seeing is believing.’
’Huan is no saint, either. In the end, this is just his side of the story.’
’If I believe Huan, that means discrediting the Workshop Master. Then what was the point of everything the Workshop Master did?’
’Was the Workshop Master deceiving me too?’
Yang An couldn’t tell anymore, and he didn’t want to try.
’Until I see the current state of the Central Continent with my own eyes, until I see Life Crane standing alive right in front of me, it’s all fake!’
’As long as I don’t believe it, it’s fake!’
"And you still think you can escape this world? Heh,"
Huan chuckled, trying to pass the despair he had suppressed for so long onto Yang An.
"Don’t you understand? Death is the only true liberation!"
"Fuck you!"
In a fit of rage, Yang An threw a backhanded punch that slammed into Huan’s face. Half of Huan’s face was smashed in, the flesh caving inward. Shattered bone fragments pierced through the skin, dripping with blood.
"Go on, kill me."
Even with only half a face left, Huan was still smirking. He was trying to provoke Yang An, to shatter his composure.
"Kill you?"
Yang An laughed.
If he had harbored any thought of granting him release before, it was completely gone now.
’Just think,’ he mused. ’Here’s an incredibly powerful fighter who can’t be killed and can’t leave this place. And this place is also filled with countless Demon Fiends who are just as immortal and indestructible.’
’And I’m the only one who can grant them release. Why wouldn’t I make use of such a powerful force?’
"Aren’t you going to honor your promise?"
Huan seemed to have guessed Yang An’s intentions and demanded furiously.
"When did I ever make a promise?"
Yang An retorted.
Huan was struck speechless.
"Damn you!"
Huan flew into a rage, as if he’d been made a fool of. He raised his hands, ready to strike Yang An.
But Yang An remained completely unfazed, not even bothering to use his power to defend himself.
"Let’s be clear. Right now, I’m the only person who can grant you release. If you kill me, you’ll lose all hope of ever leaving here. So, why don’t you help me with a few things? When the time is right, I’ll grant you your release."
He spoke with a confident smile, certain that Huan wouldn’t dare to lay a hand on him.
And he was right. Huan was just bluffing, trying to intimidate him, but Yang An had already seen through his intentions.
"You’re not a trustworthy person."
Huan said, grinding his teeth.
"And you are?"
Yang An shot back, and Huan fell silent.
"Let’s make a wager. Bet on whether you all can satisfy me. How about it?
If you don’t want to bet, I’ll leave this place right now. You’ve all waited long enough anyway. Maybe if you wait a little longer, you’ll all just turn to dust along with this world, without me needing to lift a finger."
"Was what you said before true?"
Huan ignored Yang An’s so-called wager.
"What did I say?"
Yang An couldn’t recall what he was referring to; they had already exchanged so many words.
"True freedom!"
Huan stared at Yang An, enunciating every word.
He wasn’t talking about death.
"Then help me."