Tian Xiaotian's Memory Space

The momentum of the giant sword swinging out came to an abrupt halt in mid-air. Ye Chuan stared at the raging giant monster in front of him, his Adam's apple bobbing as he spoke:

"Gua Xiaotian? Is that you?"

This monster right before his eyes!

It was actually Gua!

The monster's attack suddenly paused, and the fleshy tissue all over its body twitched frantically, as if its nerves had been stung by the name.

It didn't respond. Instead, it let out a wail even more sorrowful than before. The sound was wrapped in extreme pain and struggle, making one's heart clench just hearing it.

It hunched its massive body, its hands desperately clutching its own head. Its nails dug deeply into the bloody membrane, and dark red blood mixed with black-purple slime dripped down between its fingers.

"Woooooo—"

"Woooo—"

"B..."

The monster's blue-purple veins throbbed violently, and its body tissue continuously swelled. Black-purple slime seeped from the pores all over its body, instantly condensing into countless tiny mud monsters the moment it hit the ground.

"I didn't expect... you to actually become the source of the filth." The killing intent in Ye Chuan's eyes faded, replaced by confusion.

Tian Xiaotian disappeared...

The black rain appeared...

"Huh? So that's how it is." Ye Chuan muttered, seemingly having figured something out.

He finally confirmed that the giant monster serving as the source of the filth right in front of him was Tian Xiaotian.

She was quite huge, too.

"Every time I see you, you get older, and now look at you, you've turned into a monster."

"But since you call me Boss, I definitely won't leave you behind."

Ye Chuan's mind raced, pondering a way to save her.

Should he just kill her outright?

He still had to take her back to resurrect her. What's more, in her current state, there might still be a chance for her to recover.

But the other party had been completely eroded by the filth, losing all reason and leaving only instinctive pain and aggressive desires. There was simply no way to communicate.

"Forget it, I'll give it a try."

At the very least, he had to help this fellow find release, right?

Even if she couldn't be resurrected.

Ye Chuan muttered under his breath, and his figure moved once again.

This time, he didn't deal any lethal blows. He merely used his sword aura continuously to restrict the monster's movements, trying to find an opportunity to temporarily control it.

The monster continued its frantic counterattacks. Its massive arms swept over, and tentacles and mud monsters swarmed densely toward him. Yet, Ye Chuan was always able to dodge with precision, occasionally slashing its limbs with his sword and leaving deep wounds.

But the bizarre thing was, as soon as those wounds appeared, the surrounding fleshy tissue would squirm and heal at a visible rate. The blue-purple veins quickly spread, and in the blink of an eye, she was restored to her original state, without even a trace of a scar left behind.

"She can actually heal so quickly?" Ye Chuan frowned. This was troublesome; conventional physical methods were completely useless.

The problem was, physical methods were all he had.

He had to intensify his attacks. His sword aura slashed at the monster time and time again, his eyes fixed on its chest as he tried to find a weak point.

Just as the monster raised its arm to swat at him again, Ye Chuan keenly noticed an irregular bulge faintly visible on its chest—

That seemed to be its heart!

Ye Chuan looked over and saw a dark, blackish organ beating slowly beneath that layer of flesh and blood.

The heart had long since rotted and turned black, its surface covered in black-purple pustules and cracks. Blue-purple veins wrapped around it like a spiderweb. With every beat, black-purple slime seeped from the cracks and dripped down along the bloody membrane.

Its appearance was disgusting and eerie, yet it exuded a rich aura of filth, clearly serving as the core of the entire source of corruption.

"Could it be that cutting off the heart will make her stop?"

This thought popped into Ye Chuan's mind. Regardless of whether it worked or not, he had to try.

His figure suddenly leaped up, dodging the monster's swinging arm. Gripping the giant sword tightly with both hands, he slashed fiercely toward that rotting heart.

"Roar—!!!" The monster seemed to sense the fatal threat and let out a shrill scream.

Just as the giant sword was about to touch the heart, the slime on the ground suddenly churned wildly. Countless black-purple mud monsters drilled out from the slime, lunging at Ye Chuan in an overwhelming swarm.

They roared, using their bodies to block Ye Chuan's path. Some even stuck directly to his giant sword, trying to stop his attack.

Ye Chuan swung his sword to cleave through the few mud monsters in front of him, but more surged forward, densely packed and seemingly endless.

Just as he was at a stalemate, an extremely weak voice suddenly came from the monster's mouth, intermittent and mixed with painful gasps:

"B... Boss... don't... don't come over..."

Ye Chuan's movements paused. He looked toward the sound and saw a brief flash of clarity in the monster's bloodshot eyes. It tried hard to control its own body, stopping its arm from swinging at Ye Chuan. Its voice grew even fainter:

"L... leave here... hurry..."

"Leave?" Ye Chuan sneered. "You took my golden physique and think you can just die here so easily? Do you know what it means to drop your loot?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chuan suddenly exerted his strength. With a sweeping slash, he instantly annihilated the mud monsters surrounding him.

"Gua Xiaotian, grit your teeth for me!"

Taking advantage of Tian Xiaotian's brief moment of clarity and lack of attack, his figure leaped up once more. The giant sword, carrying the momentum of thunder, ruthlessly slashed onto that rotting heart!

"Crack—!"

After a crisp sound, the monster's heart was forcibly cleaved in two.

Dark black blood and black-purple slime gushed out like a fountain, splashing all over Ye Chuan.

The monster let out a deafening wail of sorrow. Its massive body began to twist and twitch violently. The fleshy tissue around it continuously peeled off and melted, and countless streams of black mud spewed out from its body. The entire fleshy space shook frantically, as if it were about to completely collapse.

Ye Chuan was pushed back repeatedly by the impact of the black mud. Just as he steadied himself, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed.

The sky full of black mud, fleshy tissue, and the violently shaking space all vanished in an instant.

Replacing it was an endless expanse of white—

There was no sound, no smell, no up, down, left, or right. There was only pure white, as if he were placed in a blank void.

Ye Chuan subconsciously tightened his grip on the giant sword and looked around, but he couldn't see anything.

He could clearly feel his own existence, but he couldn't sense any other auras. Even the passage of time became blurred.

And not far away, Tian Xiaotian's figure appeared.

At this moment, Tian Xiaotian was in her original appearance, wearing normal equipment and still holding that spirit sword in her hand—and beside her, there were other players.

They were all semi-transparent figures, and they seemed to be discussing something, completely ignoring Ye Chuan.

"Huh? Could this... be Gua Xiaotian's memory space?" Ye Chuan quickly realized this. Had he accidentally stumbled into Gua's memory space?

Right at this moment, Tian Xiaotian spoke. She turned her head and said to the other players,

"Everyone, look alive. This is an A-rank dungeon!"