What! The Wives in My Dreams Are Real? novel Chapter 892

Letting immortals be flown like kites was also a manifestation of Qingci’s profound ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) loneliness, the only way she could amuse herself.

So, upon regaining consciousness, when Qingci sensed that her true body had already been subdued by Ye Yu, she made no fuss and asked only one question.

“From now on, will you play with me?”

“I won’t, but I can find someone for you to play with!”

Ye Yu summoned the Sword Spirit Xiangsi Zi with a flick of his wrist. Perhaps bound by similar experiences, the two of them got along splendidly.

And thus the scene before them unfolded!

Overjoyed, Qingci earnestly proclaimed to Ye Yu, “From today on, you’re my master—tell me who to hammer, and I’ll hammer them.”

To be frank, her behavior was rather childlike. Yet this was exactly the effect Ye Yu had intended.

He had no plans to return to the Wuwei Tower just yet; instead, he meant to further explore the Three Corpses Hall’s main sanctum, to see for himself the Demon Heavenly Lord that Tingyu had spoken of. With the Universe Rebirth Ruler in hand, he would have greater confidence.

A moment later, Ye Yu stood alone at the entrance to the Three Corpses Hall’s main altar. As for Xiangsi Zi and Qingci, he had withdrawn them. After all, a trump card concealed is far more effective than one brandished too soon.

The great doors, which had clearly been repaired since his last visit, exuded a thick stench of blood that made one’s stomach churn. Ye Yu frowned and tapped at empty air. Slowly, the doors of the Three Corpses Hall swung open.

The sight inside made his eyes widen. Nearly a hundred immortals stood on either side, all staring outward in unison. Their cultivations varied—from Immortal King Realm to Earth Immortal Realm. For someone already in the Immortal King Realm like Ye Yu, their numbers posed no issue; what troubled him was that he had already slain every one of them before. How could they stand here alive again?

No—he was mistaken. None of them had truly returned. Strictly speaking, these were corpses bereft of any soul, animated only by a ball of black flame within.

Could it be that these immortals had become this way because of that legendary Demon Heavenly Lord?

As Ye Yu pondered, a pale-faced middle-aged man emerged from the inner hall. When their eyes met, he broke into a smile.

“I never expected a guest today. My apologies for the lack of a proper welcome!”

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