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Chapter 1815 The Spirit Shepherd Emperor (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
“It seems you don’t understand me.” Gazing at the raised head, the towering throne, and the erect skeleton, He Ao sighed softly.

He calmly gripped the radiance in his hand, slowly tightening his grip. "Do you know why I've been running from the vortex all this time?"

The skeleton seated high on the throne lowered its gaze slightly, looking at him. "Isn't it to save your own life?"

A burst of intense flames erupted from that arm, enveloping the purple radiance held in the hand.

"What are you doing?!" A thunderous voice suddenly exploded in the sky, and the huge skeletal giant immediately raised his hand. His forearm naturally detached, and the huge skeletal hand reached down to grab Heo below.

“Yes, it was to save my own life,” He Ao said, clutching the dazzling light tightly, letting the purple glow engulf his entire body. “Because at that time, I still had a child in this world.”

The enormous skeletal hand descended from the sky like a cliff wall slamming down, striking He Ao's body.

However, before the palm could land on He Ao, it was engulfed by the surging purple light.

At this moment, the tiny, frail skeleton enveloped in flames had vanished.

Only streaks of dazzling purple light engulfed the tiny figure, then pulled it up, and then expanded it.

Like a towering giant, it rapidly rises and ascends.

The skeletal hand struck the towering, radiant giant, and was instantly knocked away, flying back into the surging, thick fog.

The skeletal giant sitting on the throne of bones raised his head, staring at the purple giant swelling in the radiance, his remaining hand slightly clenching the armrest. "Are you insane! Doesn't it hurt?!"

A hand descended from the sky and landed below, reconnecting with his severed arm. He looked up, his eyes burning with purple flames, seemingly puzzled and confused.

“I guess,” the purple light coalesced into a burgeoning giant in the thick fog, outlining an aged appearance, the old man lowering his head to gaze at the skeletal giant below, “that you abandoned your flesh and blood long ago.”

“When I embarked on the path of the extraordinary, my mentor, the former Pope, told me that flesh and blood and emotions are the greatest stumbling blocks on the road to immortality,” the skeletal giant said hoarsely, staring at the purple giant. He looked at Heo, “Your actions today further confirm this view.”

He Ao calmly gazed at the enormous skeletal giant, whose soul was being torn apart violently and painfully, as if his sanity and madness were fighting every second. He smiled and said, "It seems I wasn't wrong. This is the follow-up talent sequence of 'Hell Manager'."

From the moment the seal was broken and the contents of the Illusory Heart were exposed, he began trying to control and 'absorb' it.

He knew very well that this thing was most likely the angel-level talent sequence corresponding to 'Hell Manager', otherwise the skeletal giant wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to cultivate so many 'Hell Managers' to adapt to this thing.

“Of all the people I’ve ever met, you are the most ‘daring’ one,” the skeletal giant said calmly, staring at Hoo. “Do you know that trying to ascend to angelhood without any secret elixir or ritual is a path to certain death?”

“If I can take you with me before I die,” Heo said, smiling as he looked at him, “that would be a good thing.”

"Flesh and blood, emotions, are truly poison that leads to destruction," the skeletal giant shook his head. "You think what you're doing now, gambling everything on, is powerful enough to threaten me? You think your so-called 'grief' will give you endless amplification, allowing you to defeat a formidable enemy?"

He leaned slightly upwards, slowly rising from the heavy skeletal throne. "But that's just wishful thinking on your part."

A terrifying pressure descended from the sky, and the surrounding dense fog trembled as if boiling in that instant.

Thin purple lines were tightly connected to the skeletal giant and the enormous bone throne, like glue binding the two together, stretching out in long, thin strands.

A bright light shimmered on those thin strips, emanating a suffocating aura.

The oppressive aura that had been spreading through the void now coiled around He Ao's body, piercing into his body and soul, and choking him.

His newly formed purple giant body flickered violently for a moment, as a twisted madness began to erode his brain, gradually clouding his consciousness.

Under this terrifying pressure alone, his body underwent violent changes and trembled.

In that instant, his enormous purple body trembled violently, like a flickering light bulb, as if it might shatter at any moment.

The chaos of his consciousness spread into his body, causing his body and strength to show signs of collapse.

He Ao raised his eyes and looked at the skeletal giant standing in front of him. Streams of grayish-purple light surged from his body, like the skeleton supporting his body, completely supporting his huge purple body.

His flickering body regained its stability, and a surging, abundant power filled his body.

He Ao calmly gazed at the skeletal giant before him and said in a hoarse voice, "Whether it's wishful thinking or not, we'll only know after we try."

A dazzling light suddenly burst forth from his body, enveloping him.

He raised his hand, and a grayish-purple light extended from his body, forming a sharp sword with intertwined grayish-purple rays.

He grasped the sharp sword.

boom--

With a deafening roar, a raging fire ignited on the sharp sword.

“It seems that the being behind you,” the skeletal giant raised his head, looked at Heo who was holding the radiant longsword, and said calmly, “has provided you with many favors, but it is wishful thinking to think that you can fight against me.”

He raised his giant skeletal hand and gently pressed it into the void.

The tranquil void trembled suddenly for a moment, then instantly tore open with dark cracks.

The enormous skeletal hand closed inward, grasping the dark cracks.

The countless scattered, thin cracks seemed to be intertwined by an invisible force, like chains being pulled by the skeletal hand.

The enormous skeletal giant raised its head, purple flames burning fiercely in its eye sockets.

He stared at He Ao, raised the cracked chain in his hand, and said calmly, "The being behind you, is that so-called 'K'?"

He Ao slightly raised his head and looked at him. "How do you know?"

“‘K’ appears in the Federation every six months to bestow divine grace. Judging by the time, it’s been about six months since his last appearance,” the skeletal giant gripped the cracked chain, his massive jaws heaving. “And this time, our actions are strongly related to him, so it’s normal for him to react.”

He lowered his head and looked at He Ao. "It was predictable that he would use you as a breakthrough point. After all, you are involved in the incident and have enough motivation to take revenge on us. Although I misjudged your character and life a little, this logic is sound."

"It seems you suspected long ago that I was connected to 'K'?" He looked at him calmly and smiled. "Then why didn't you make your move against me beforehand?"

"You are not the core of this plan," the skeletal giant said coldly. "Your arrival is somewhat unexpected, but also quite interesting, don't you think?"

"You don't seem to believe your own claims that 'K' is the embodiment of death?" He Ao asked casually, gripping his longsword.

“Some things can be used to deceive ignorant believers, but the truth must be understood by themselves. Ignorant people often cannot comprehend profound truths. Most of the time, it is easier to do things by telling them an illusion, a reason that can convince them of themselves, than by telling them the truth.”

The skeletal giant looked silently at Heo. "The truth of this matter is that the being behind you is the prey of my lord."

He paused slightly, then said, "And you are my prey."

"You're very confident?" He looked up, glanced at him, then gripped the sword in his hand and suddenly lunged forward.

His towering, mountain-like body streaked across the sky like a purple streak of light, stirring up the surrounding mist and creating undulating waves.

But the skeletal giant seemed completely unconcerned; he raised his hand and tossed the cracked chain forward.

boom--

With a sound that shook the very core of the world, He Ao's body appeared in the void.

The thrown, cracked chain struck his sword, blocking it.

But the movement of the cracked chain did not stop there; instead, it wrapped around He Ao's body once more.

He Ao immediately withdrew and retreated, his sword flashing past like lightning, colliding with the chains and making a clanging sound.

Each time the sword collided with the chains, a nick appeared in the gray-purple blade.

It was as if the cracked chains were mouths, rapidly devouring the longsword.

As He Ao retreated, the cracked chain also moved forward rapidly, chasing after He Ao's steps and biting him tightly from behind.

In the end, He Ao's longsword was almost completely 'eaten'. He dropped the sword, leaped backward, cut through a thick fog, crashed into a tall building, and his feet sank into the ground, almost sinking his entire calf, before he regained his footing.

“I must admit,” the skeletal giant raised his hand, and the cracked chains that had been swirling in the air suddenly flew back into his grasp. He looked at Heo and said calmly.

“You are indeed the most suitable ‘bearer’. Even if you suffer such a strong attack, without any rituals or secret medicines to force your advancement, you can still control the power of this talent sequence.”

He raised his hand again, and with a slight tremor, the cracked chain instantly straightened, transforming into a sharp spear. He gazed at He Ao and calmly continued, "I will retain a part of your soul."

“Then control me,” He Ao straightened up, staring at the skeletal giant in front of him, and laughed, “and then control the talent sequence within me?”

The skeletal giant's power was somewhat beyond his expectations.

He knew very well that there were still many key points he hadn't fully figured out, and he could only grope his way forward.

The timeframe for this instance was too tight; he simply didn't have enough time to investigate and gather information. He also lacked the manpower to cast a wide net and try everything.

He could only rely on the information he had to piece together the truth behind it all.

“I know you’re still fantasizing about defeating me in your so-called ‘grief and indignation’,” the skeletal giant stared calmly at Heo, his eye sockets devoid of pupils or eyes, only two burning, cold purple flames.

He stared at He Ao like an emotionless machine, raising the spear in his hand, "But the difference in strength between you and me is like the difference between the sky and the earth, like the vast world and a tiny speck of dust."

He looked at He Ao and said, "Do you feel that after mastering the angel's talent sequence, your strength doesn't seem to have increased much? Do you know the name of the talent sequence you consumed? 'Shepherd King'. It was never a talent sequence for combat."

In the next instant, the Crack Spear streaked across the sky and arrived in front of He Ao.

puff--

The spear pierced through He's illusory shadow and plunged into the mist.

At this moment, the illusory shadow slowly dissipated, and Heo's body suddenly appeared in front of the skeletal giant.

The purple-gray longsword had once again materialized in his hand, and terrifying power gathered at the tip, pointing towards the neck of the skeletal giant.

Tiny cracks appeared in the dim space around them, and the whole world seemed to tremble slightly under the sword light.

"Your combat skills are quite good." The skeletal giant calmly stared at Heo, and just before the sword tip was about to reach his body, he slowly raised his hand.

His movements were slow, but they were as fast as lightning, and he appeared in front of He Ao's sword tip in an instant, grasping the purplish-gray longsword in He Ao's hand.

He calmly gazed at He Ao, "But the real Shepherd King, who also possessed divine grace, died at my hands. How could someone like you, who forcibly advanced and relied on the grace of an insignificant being, possibly defeat me, who is greatly blessed by divine grace?"

boom--

The skeletal giant suddenly clenched his fist, and the purplish-gray longsword shattered, scattering into a sky full of light.

puff--

The slender, cracked spear suddenly emerged from the mist, appearing as if in a flash, and pierced through He Ao's body from behind.

He stepped back a little, gripped the spear that was stuck in his body, and pulled it out with a sudden force.

He raised his head and looked at the skeletal giant before him. Its massive body, tinged with purple and gray, flickered uncontrollably, and its figure was hoarse and weak.

"Your power is no longer limited to the rank of an angel?"