It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

The light around was as blazing as flames. Xiao Huai was trapped in a pure white light prison. There was no way out, and only endless pain came to him.

The body felt like it was being torn apart and pricked by invisible needles, and every inch of nerve was crushed to pieces.

Although there was nothing unusual on the surface of his body, the pain that penetrated deep into his bones made every breath feel like it was being tormented in flames.

Xiao Huai's hands were clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

However, no matter how he struggled and endured, the pain came in waves like a tide, but it could never push him to the brink of fainting.

He could only endure it all soberly.

A cold voice echoed from all directions, echoing in the light prison: "The average person would become idiotic within two hours of this kind of punishment. You've only been through ten minutes, how do you feel?"

Xiao Huai raised his head, his red eyes were as cold as frost. Apart from the thin layer of sweat on his forehead, his expression did not waver in the slightest.

There was no wailing, no roaring, just deep silence.

The man slowly approached from the shadows, his eyes scrutinizing him. It seemed as if Xiao Huai's reaction was within his expectations.

"I knew these punishments were nothing to you."

He raised his hand and touched Xiao Huai's eyebrows with his fingertips.

At that moment, the energy around the light prison suddenly disappeared, but an even more terrifying force surged into Xiao Huai's body.

Those highest-level desires he had collected no longer lurked quietly, but awakened like wild beasts, surging and gnawing at his spirit.

Xiao Huai's pupils suddenly shrank, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time finally exploded.

The man's voice came from a distance, then near: "If you can survive this punishment, I can let you get what you want and leave."

Xiao Huai's body was shaking violently, and he curled up on the ground uncontrollably. The corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his breathing was so rapid that it seemed like it would stop at any moment.

His hands grasped helplessly at the air, but he could not catch anything.

The man turned around and stood at the edge of the light and shadow, watching indifferently as Xiao Huai was almost consumed by desire and lost his mind.

The torrent of desire swept over like a huge wave, and a look of pain appeared on Xiao Huai's face.

But even so, his fingers still stubbornly scratched the ground, as if trying to grasp the last bit of consciousness.

The man's expression under the mask was unpredictable, and he once again proposed the option he had given before.

"I'll give you one more chance. If you're willing to stay, I'll end this immediately."

But at that moment, he heard Xiao Huai's chuckle, with a cold and stubborn sarcasm.

Xiao Huai slowly raised his head, narrowed his red eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and spoke word by word:

"I—refuse—to do so."

The wind was howling, and between the light and shadow, a beam of dazzling light tore through the void, like thunder piercing the ears, and went straight towards the man in white robe.

At that moment, the light between heaven and earth suddenly distorted, the wind was deafening, and the snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, dotted with a few drops of scarlet blood.

The white-robed man's eyes trembled slightly. He slowly turned around, his cold gaze piercing through the storm and falling on the figure stepping out from the depths of the light.

His voice was filled with disbelief: "You actually broke into the Heavenly Dao with your physical body?"

Lu Yuanshi did not respond, but gently raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains on his cheek. His inky pupils were dark and deep, like a bottomless abyss.

He glanced around coldly, and in the storm, he walked towards Xiao Huai step by step.

The footsteps echoed in the silence, silently striking at the heartstrings.

He came in front of Xiao Huai, leaned over, and whispered in a gentle voice, "I knew you would gamble like this."

Alone.

So distressing.

Xiao Huai didn't say anything. His breathing was disordered, but he still had an unyielding tenacity.

Lu Yuanshi held his hand, and at that moment, the red line on his left wrist appeared faintly in the light.

An invisible force surged out from Lu Yuanshi's palm, bringing Xiao Huai's pain into his own body.

"It's a good thing you're here." He smiled faintly.

broke in.

Lu Yuanshi stood up and glanced at the man in white robe calmly. "Hasn't he already rejected you? Don't you understand this?"

The man in white robe stared at the two people's clasped hands with a gloomy look.

His laughter rang out softly, with a hint of anger that was hard to conceal: "It's you again...it's you every time."

He coldly pronounced three words: "Kaos."

His voice was low, as if dug out from the depths of distant memories, mixed with endless resentment.

Lu Yuanshi's pupils were as dark as the deep sea, and his figure stood at the junction of light and storm, as if above all power.

"You should be alone until you die, and you shouldn't have any other thoughts." The white-robed man's voice was cold. Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly changed, and the entire heavenly space was shaken to pieces.

Thousands of Buddha statues, dozens of meters high, rise from the ground, majestic and solemn. Golden light overflows from the palms of the Buddha statues, illuminating the sky and the earth into a dazzling golden red.

The Buddha statue's lowered eyes seemed to be looking at Lu Yuanshi and Xiao Huai, and the pressure was looming like a mountain.

The white-robed man turned and left, his voice echoing in the Buddha statue's low chant, lingering in the air like a mantra: "Perhaps his complete death will be your exclusive punishment."

The Buddha's low humming sound shook the heaven and earth like a huge bell. Along with the pressure of light and shadow, the air was filled with a suffocating and murderous atmosphere.

A prompt suddenly popped up on Xiao Huai's system interface:

[Mission Started: Thousand-Faced Buddha Statue]

Mission requirements: Survive for one hour.

Mission reward: unknown.

Penalty for failure: total death.

He looked up and found Lu Yuanshi standing among the Buddha statues.

He took the initiative to step forward, drawing the attention of all the Buddha statues.

The figure is like a lonely barrier.

Xiao Huai's eyes darkened, and he instantly understood Lu Yuanshi's intention.

The golden light in the Buddha statue's palm fell like heavenly fire, but under Lu Yuanshi's guidance, the direction of the attacks gradually moved away from Xiao Huai's position.

He stood alone in the center, his movements calm and sharp.

Not only that... Lu Yuanshi actually set up a defensive barrier for him during the battle.

A cold blue light emanated from the barrier, isolating Xiao Huai from the outside world.

Xiao Huai touched the barrier and felt the power hidden in it.

His eyes grew darker.

"Idiot." Xiao Huai cursed in a low voice. The moment he lowered his eyes, he clenched his fists and slowly stood up.

He knew that Lu Yuanshi not only endured the pain that he shared, but also took the initiative to accept the punishment attack that should have belonged to him.

No matter how well he recovers, Lu Yuanshi is still just a wisp of consciousness in the eternal lamp.

Xiao Huai would never let the punishment of failure come.

He opened his palm, and a scroll appeared in it.