I walked to the girl's side and slowly turned on the light. I noticed that her expression was slightly affected. I believed this method would work.

Heaven relentlessly hammered at the coffin, each blow leaving a deafening echo that made me deeply uneasy.

My torment blanketed my ears as I turned to look back at the girl sitting on the ground.

I loudly said to the girl, "Tell me what I can do for you! But speak now! If you don't kill me when you come out… The ones who helped you have been dead for hundreds of years! You need revenge to find their descendants."

The girl nodded at me. She extended her pale jade-like hand. There were some marks on it, pointing towards my mouth, before she coughed up blood. But her appearance was entrancing. It made my heart race.

"Your meaning is that my blood can open the world of marriage for you."

The woman awkwardly tilted her head. I bit down on my injured tongue with my teeth, and the pain shot through me.

I glanced back at the general who was leaving swiftly. The person in the coffin seemed ready to break the seal at any moment. Based on the murals, the one in the coffin… that was the Demon who had killed the great ones. If he stopped here again, the first person he wanted to kill after breaking the seal would be me.

I bit down harder on my tongue, enduring the excruciating pain. I spat painfully into the girl's marriage circle, and the golden light promptly turned darker. Seeing the effect, I spat into the circle again.

In an instant, today's world shattered. The girl successfully broke out of it. At first, her emotions were subdued, but then they vanished entirely. She transformed once more into an ethereal and spirited being.

I sighed helplessly, looking at the girl's spirit and said, "So, you've deceived me!" The woman slowly walked towards me, extending her impossibly swift fingers.

I slowly closed one eye, waiting for the result. I didn't feel any pain in my body. So, this is what it feels like—when someone dies, there is no pain! But that's alright.

However, I couldn't think this way. If I died, my soul should have left already. I shouldn't have closed my eyes.

I opened my eyes to find the girl flying shoulder to shoulder next to me. I could see clearly now—she was smiling joyfully and said, "You didn't lie to me. I thought you'd kill me!"

The girl said nothing and continued flying ahead.

As I flew to the hole where I had descended earlier, the girl jumped forward directly and kept flying. I lifted my head, following her direction.

The Werewolf opened its mouth in laughter. Then, it lowered its head and clamped its sharp claws around my neck. Looking at me, it smirked and said, "Seeing as it is so, this seat shall reward you. This seat will merge into One—a truly noble position."

Even so, the Werewolf opened its huge mouth, and drool dripped to the ground. Its mouth slowly approached my hand.

I quickly formed a fist, trying to push myself into the wolf and break free from its claws, but it was futile.

Its mouth loomed larger before me, bringing with it a stench of ages without a single brushing of teeth—a foul odor I'd smelled for thousands of years.

I saw a pair of pale hands extend from behind me, their long nails glinting as they slashed towards the wolf. Its eyes gleamed sharply. The Wolf Demon loosed its claws from around my neck—it instantly grabbed the girl's outstretched hand. She staggered back a step, managing to directly pull the girl out of the stone wall.

The girl fell to the ground and struggled to laugh, saying to me, "I didn't expect there'd be another little ghost here. Looks like I've been trapped for far too long! I didn't even sense there was another spirit like me here."

Even as she spoke, the Wolf Demon lunged at me again, opening its bloody maw. The girl seemed to mirror its moves, crawling on the ground, lunging at the Wolf Demon with extended hands.

The Wolf Demon no longer paid attention to the girl. It struck her aside with a single hand. The girl's body slammed against the wall. For a moment, her figure grew pallid as she watched her own body fade. I didn't understand why, but my rage disappeared. My mind, clearer than ever before, surged with unnerving clarity.

There was a voice in my head. "Look inside its mouth? Tear it apart with your hands."

I didn't know what it was, but I slowly moved my hands forward, gripping the beast's monstrous mouth. The opponent struggled frantically, trying to wrench away.

The Wolf Demon howled in pain, slapping me squarely across the waist, hurling me away. Spinning mid-air, I hit the ground hard.

Amazed, I looked down at my body. It felt as though a God had possessed me.

As I stared in awe at my transforming body, the Wolf Demon, filled with fury, charged towards me. Unable to evade in time, I retaliated directly, slamming it back.

It hit the wall with a crash and passed out cold.

The Wolf Demon lay unconscious, gazing at the Four Heroes with blurry eyes. It wiped its blood-red mouth and said, "I thought you were something extraordinary! I once wielded my strength! Now, hear me—I'll devour you!"

The Wolf Demon launched itself directly into the air, targeting Si Hao. It descended sharply, clamping its jaws onto Si Hao's throat.

Fangs sank into Si Hao's skin. Blood spilled from his neck, dripping into his mouth. Si Hao seemed to savor the world's most delectable treat, greedily licking at the air thickened with his own essence.

But just as he seemed poised to continue, he sensed an impending danger from the child in his hands—a danger that steadily grew.

The Wolf Demon darted towards the Four Heroes, leaping aside. A flash of his sharp claws appeared in his hand as he cautiously fixated on the child lying on the ground, uttering low growls under his breath.

Black smoke began to emerge slowly from Si Hao's body, enveloping it entirely. His eyes opened, gradually darkening into a deep void. His hair turned ashen white, strand by strand, until it gleamed like snow.

Si Hao rose slowly, staring at the wary Wolf Demon against the wall. Ignoring its low growls, he ran his fingers lightly over his wounded neck and said, "Do you know? If this child were to die, I'd perish alongside him. I've just broken free of the seal. Should I be buried once more with him?"

The monstrous child before him was no longer the same as moments earlier. His glow radiated an unfathomable menace. The longer he lingered, the closer death encroached.

Subsequently, the Wolf Monster leapt forward, punching the wall in an attempt to break through and escape.

But Si Hao's hands, swathed in searing black smoke, pursued its retreating form without mercy.

Moments later, a figure engulfed in smoke crumpled to the ground at Si Hao's feet. The black mist retracted into Si Hao's figure. The creature lying beaten there, bound by the black smoke, was a once-proud Demon now reduced to misery.

Si Hao gazed at the fallen Wolf, walked over to him, and asked in a low voice, "How does it feel now? Have you tasted despair?"

The Wolf Demon, listless and trembling, looked at Si Hao, its eyes filled with sheer terror. Suddenly, Si Hao placed his hand over its broad chest. Fury flared across his face as the black mist encircling them grew dangerously volatile.

Looking at the exhausted Wolf Demon, he said, "Luckily, I still need a bodyguard. If you die, you'll grow too useless! Did you hear me?"

Hearing this faint hope of survival, the Wolf Demon nodded frantically. Relief flashed in its eyes.

Noticing a white dog before him, pawing the ground submissively, Si Hao smirked. "Dogs can talk, after all."

Upon hearing itself referred to as a dog, the Wolf Demon whimpered, lying flat on the ground. Now reduced to a small white pup, it acted with pitiful loyalty.

I once tried to warn others about the dangers of this snarling white dog. Now, I stared blankly as I recalled the horrors—the corpses, the spirits, the Demons. Each truth I'd encountered pierced through my soul beyond end.

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