Chapter 205: Awakening, an Ancient Heroic Spirit (two-in-one)
Yu Huatian felt as though he had dreamed a very long dream.
In that dream, his world was a sea of blood.
The sky was red, the earth was red, and everything had turned blood-red!
He had become a murderous fiend who recognized neither kin nor family, killing everyone he encountered.
He could not remember how many people he had killed.
There must have been several hundred thousand, at least.
And many had been unarmed ordinary people.
Curses, screams, and terrified pleas for mercy had risen and fallen around his ears.
But he had seemed mad, heedless of everything.
Adults, the elderly, women, children-all had died beneath his sword.
Wherever he went became a hell on earth.
Eventually, he could kill no more.
Exhausted, he had sat down in a desert to rest.
But then, someone else had suddenly arrived.
This person had been absurdly powerful, far beyond his ability to contend with at the time.
Yet, as though still mad, he had fought this person.
In the end, he had unleashed an earth-shaking sword technique and injured the man, but he could hold on no longer himself, sinking into a deep sleep in the desert.
Then another strange man had arrived, wearing an eerie mask carved from ice, intending to take him away.
But just then, a kindly old man had appeared, rescued him from that strange man's hands, and given him a drop of blood.
At the time, he had felt warmth suffuse his entire body. Even his soul had seemed cleansed, as though he were soaking in warm spring water, and he had wanted so much to sleep just like that.
Then he had fallen asleep again.
And so he had dreamed again.
This time, in his dream, he