"You mean... if I kill him, I can ease the suffering in my heart." Black Impermanence stared expressionlessly in Du Yu's direction, murmuring to himself.
"Yes... that's what 'Su Xiaoxiao' wants. You should understand," Mahakasyapa said with a sneer. "For her sake, you should stop hesitating."
"Yes, Su Xiaoxiao..." Black Impermanence nodded. "If that really were what Su Xiaoxiao wanted... how wonderful that would be."
Mahakasyapa's brow furrowed. "Hmm?"
In the blink of an eye, Black Impermanence reached out and seized Mahakasyapa by the collar. With a powerful jerk of his arm, he hauled him up, swung him through an arc in the air, and slammed him hard into the ground.
"Gah!" Mahakasyapa grunted.
Black Impermanence followed through and pinned him down, his expression ice-cold.
"You... what happened..." Mahakasyapa looked at Black Impermanence in disbelief. "You actually broke the curse on your own..."
"Monk, do you know? Across every corner of the shadowy Underworld, only Su Xiaoxiao's grave blooms with flowers. Those flowers filled my entire courtyard and eventually toppled Zhan Qisheng's spirit tablet." Black Impermanence clamped a hand around Mahakasyapa's neck and snarled, "As long as that spirit tablet made of pagoda wood remained standing, the cursed resentment would never disperse. Yet she toppled it with her own hands. She neither fought nor competed, neither loathed nor hated. She was as pure as clear water, yet you tell me she wants me to kill?"
With his neck held in that crushing grip, Mahakasyapa felt all the strength draining from his body.
"Fan Wujiao... don't celebrate too soon... not everyone in this Underworld can break the 'Reverse Heart Curse.' You're doomed to lose!"
Black Impermanence snorted coldly. "Forgive my bluntness, but you truly disappoint me. I thought you might have some trump card, but just as I said, all you