Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1118 - 203

The Faceless Man sat up.

Li Zhiyuan noticed that he had considerably changed from his initial appearance.

The upper half of his face remained the same, but the lower half exhibited a mottled, broken residue.

Like the couplets on the door from the year before last, not completely scraped off.

Faceless Man: "You have won."

Li Zhiyuan: "What have I won?"

The Faceless Man pointed to the large bell: "Can't you see it?"

Li Zhiyuan was certainly aware; this bell was the sacrificial offering Yu Cangsheng and the others had long dreamed of.

Every covered pattern on it is laden with extremely rich Luck.

Indeed, it is not that Luck is insufficient to be divided; rather, it's your bowl that isn't large enough.

This accumulation is enough to allow several declining large families and sects to experience a rebirth; to elevate already dominant forces to even higher levels.

It's no wonder Yu Cangsheng and the others would willingly sacrifice themselves to pursue this; from the perspective of family development, it is definitely worth betting on.

The Faceless Man let out a long sigh: "Ah, isn't it absurd? They don't dare to dream of becoming immortals; their eyes are only on these offerings on the table."

Li Zhiyuan: "Being realistic isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Faceless Man: "If immortality can't be achieved, what is there to cherish about this mortal flesh, this worldly legacy?"

Li Zhiyuan: "That's just your perspective, and this perspective isn't necessarily correct."

Faceless Man: "Heh heh heh... In the end, just ants, only daring to crawl and wriggle on the ground, never daring to lift their heads to gaze at the sky."

Li Zhiyuan: "Isn't it even more ridiculous to think of flying to the sky without having explored the earth thoroughly?"

Faceless Man: "This is what I dislike about the Liu family, same with the Qin family. Though they are honored as top-tier within the Dragon King family, Dragon Kings frequent emerge, yet they insist on focusing only on this small plot by the river."

Li Zhiyuan did not respond to this question but instead reached out to grab the Faceless Man.

The youth's hand passed through the body of the Faceless Man.

Faceless Man: "If I still had my physical body, if I could have walked out of this tower personally, those three could not have dared to stir up any waves.

They are figures of their era, but their era ultimately cannot compare to the one I experienced.

The Liu family's ancestor was the one who once defeated me."

Every generation has its own Jianghu.

Yu Cangsheng greatly admires Zhao Wuyang, whereas the Faceless Man greatly admires that Liu family ancestor.

They were former losers in competition, so they naturally value the final victor who defeated them; it's also a form of self-affirmation.

The view from the rooftop was vast.

This tower could have underground floors, but even dividing them into negative one, negative two, negative three, upon entering the door, it is still the first floor.

Similarly, although the youth is now standing on the twelfth floor, the scenery here was completely different from when he looked upward from outside the tower.

Here, Li Zhiyuan's gaze could surpass the white royal road, pass through the white jade archway, and see the enormous black water whirlpool.

As for the further distance, the surrounding and overhead rock walls resembled jade, within which countless black shadows drifted.

Faceless Man: "What are you still waiting for?"

Li Zhiyuan: "In terms of general direction, I've already speculated some matters, but there are details that need to be confirmed and contemplated."

The youth said, walking to the back of the window, intentionally not revealing himself, using slanted light to look downward.

Initially, the people below seemed as small as ants; upon closer examination, the perspective seemed enlarged, allowing a clear view of Zhao Yi leading his team to thwart Xu Zhenrong, Zhen Sha'an, and Yu Miaomiao engaged in a skirmish.

The battle at Xu Zhenrong's end wasn't intense; she was clearly worn down to the point of having lost her temper.

At Zhen Sha'an's end, as Yu Miaomiao's sense of fun gradually diminished, she began intensifying her assault on the prey; Zhen Sha'an was becoming increasingly distressed.

Who could have thought, amid the calamity of mutual ruin, the initiative now rests with the three parties holding invitations.

Faceless Man: "Are you savoring the afterglow of victory?"

Li Zhiyuan shook his head, asked: "Where is your face?"

The Faceless Man touched his lower half-face, said:

"I invited the lower half of my ancestor's face, which alone could summon the Daoist out of the tower.

Regretfully, what we initially assumed to be an assured victory, turned out to merely garner a 'well done'."

If not for Yu Cangsheng and his team's seamless coordination, coupled with the anomaly of the woman in the black dress, and Xu Zhenrong's Puppetry Technique deduction playing out a key strike at the critical moment, it's hard to say how this would have turned out.

Li Zhiyuan: "What about the other half of the face?"

Faceless Man: "The other half of the ancestor's face naturally remains beneath my skin, but I'm no longer able to offer it up again to invite anyone."

"Oh."

The youth nodded but stayed in place, not moving to scrape off the "offerings" on the bell.

Though still calm on the rooftop, the view below was undergoing intense tremors.

When a rift in the rules is opened and left unrepaired, the rift will only grow larger.

Again, looking into the distance, that jade wall was analogous to the "sky" here.

At this moment, all the black shadows in the sky became active, gathering like dark clouds in this direction, gradually obscuring the green light emanating from the jade, akin to an eclipse.

This scene is truly magnificent and shocking.

The voices of the singers on the white royal road ceased to be melodious and instead pierced with shrillness; the dancers' movements ceased to be gentle, becoming distorted and eerie.

Even the two gigantic Kneeling Corpse Pits below the tower started to resonate with prayers laced with resentment and doubt.