Published: March 2, 2025
Only two words were spoken, yet the shadow could sense a profound sense of despair and sorrow from this mental wave...
It was a despair towards life, even a longing for death. The shadow couldn't help but fall silent, recalling the past reputation of Tang Haofei— for a person like him, the current situation might be even more cruel than death.
"Master, Tang Haofei is calling for help."
"Eh? What did you say?"
The celestial god had not yet recovered from the joy of Tang Haofei being incapacitated when he received another piece of news from the shadow.
"So, are you saying that Tang Haofei was messed up by Wen Yu and then imprisoned? That shouldn't be the case. Looking at the attitude of these soul puppets towards Tang Haofei, this doesn't seem right..."
The celestial god fell into deep thought until another cry of "save me" came through, at which point he buried his doubts deep in his heart. He squinted his eyes, pondering for a long time, and finally gave the order.
"Go up and take a look, communicate with him."
Curiosity about the situation prompted the celestial god to make a rather 'reckless' decision. The shadow naturally had no reason to refuse, and he reactivated the shadow leap, arriving in front of Tang Haofei.
...
Getting closer, the shadow felt even more pity for Tang Haofei.
His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had just been crying. His clothes were clean and tidy, likely because the soul puppets often took care of him. However, picturing Tang Haofei lying on the bed like a dead pig, completely at the mercy of others, sent a chill down the shadow's spine.
In this state, it would be better to be dead...
"Um, what seems to be the problem?"
Following the celestial god's instructions, the shadow's first question went straight to the core. Upon hearing this mental message, Tang Haofei's eyes suddenly lit up—like a still pond suddenly rippling.
"Who are you..."
It was still a weak mental wave, and only then did the shadow realize Tang Haofei had found a way to discover his presence—strictly speaking, Tang Haofei had not directly pinpointed the shadow's location; perhaps he felt something, so after the attendant left, he immediately spread out his mental wave, extending it throughout the entire room, simultaneously sending out the words "save me."
Just like now, the shadow was by Tang Haofei's side, yet Tang Haofei did not directly look at the shadow. He just glanced around chaotically, unable to locate the shadow's exact position no matter how he tried.
Hearing Tang Haofei's question, the shadow pondered for a moment until the voice of the celestial god echoed in his mind: "I will talk to him."
The shadow let down his guard, and as another consciousness invaded his thoughts, the body of the shadow was instantly taken over by the celestial god himself.
"I am the celestial god."
He spoke.
...
Tang Haofei and the celestial god had little interaction and no significant grievances either. As for the matters the celestial god had caused during this period and the troubles brought to Beijing, Tang Er was not very clear about it either. Under the current circumstances, even if Tang Er understood, he probably wouldn't say much. So at this moment, Tang Er seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and repeated what he had just said.
"Save me..."
"You need to first tell me what your problem is, then tell me how I can save you."
Tang Haofei was also impatient—under Wen Yu's defense, trying to rescue Tang Haofei from the Main City of the Layered Battlefield was undoubtedly as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
Old Tang fell silent for a moment, then began to recount, simply describing how he was backfired by the cost of power, and then proposed a "rescue" plan.
"Kill me... if one time doesn't work, then two times, if two times don't work, then three times... as long as another personality is born, I will be liberated!"
Tang Er said this without paying any heed to the objections of Tang Yi in his mind, decisively making such a choice.
Since living was worse than dying, why not just hand over this body and watch Tang N reclaim the past glory! Perhaps this choice was not the optimal solution for Tang Yi, but Tang Er didn't care about that at all.