Chapter 798: Duan Found Me

Inside the grand hall, the halo of the luminous pearls gently spilled over the golden throne.

Facing Zhou Huai's questioning, Anubis let out a chuckle.

He picked up a golden goblet, swirling the dark red date wine inside, his expression somewhat nostalgic.

"I cannot say that this old man provided complete help, but at least, his method of resurrection that hoodwinked the world was inspired by me."

Anubis took a sip of the wine and said, "During the Great Cleansing of the First World, this old man's reincarnation Law left a backdoor in the underlying data.

That fellow Duan is a brilliantly talented madman.

Following the traces of the backdoor I left behind, he forcibly deduced an even more Advanced reconstruction logic."

"His method is even more brilliant than the means I used back then."

Anubis sighed, his expression carrying a hint of dread, "Otherwise, this old man wouldn't have capsized right at the turning point of the Sixth World, ending up trapped in the ruins as I am now.

Yet he… is able to live to this day in the present world, and is even close to completing the final transcendence."

Speaking of this, the old man slammed the goblet onto the low table and shook his head with self-deprecating laughter.

"To be honest, although he is a junior, this old man has to admire his strength and talent.

In all the eras this old man has seen, he is the person with the most potential to directly confront the Heavenly Dao."

The grand hall quieted down, with only the ankle bells of the light-gauze-clad women ringing softly.

Anubis raised his pair of pupil-less grey eyes, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Zhou Huai and Chun.

He took the initiative to change the subject: "However, let's put aside past events for now.

You two, forcing your way through my spatial maze today and entering my city, what exactly is your purpose?"

Chun, who was sitting to the side peeling a banana, let out a chuckle.

She casually tossed the banana peel onto the low table, tilted her head to look at the old man on the throne, and said in a teasing tone, "Anubis, as an old fox, how could you not understand our purpose?

Are you still going to play dumb with us here?"

Anubis's expression remained calm, not even moving his eyebrows: "This old man lives in seclusion deep within these ruins, spending every day merely drinking and making merry.

What could I possibly understand?"

"Cut it out, stop pretending."

Chun put away her smile, let out a cold snort, and pierced the window paper: "Do you really think Duan is so kind-hearted that he would risk being locked onto by the will of heaven to forcibly awaken you old fellows?

And you expect him to take you to see the so-called New World?"

Anubis's expression remained indifferent as he said, "Duan promised that he would shield us from the underlying scans of the Heavenly Dao."

"He can shield you, but why would he do that?"

Chun sneered, her tone mocking, "He simply wants to use you as a shield to consume the divine retribution sent down by the Heavenly Dao.

More importantly… he wants to turn your powers to his own use!

Haven't you caught wind of the Blood Ancestor's fate?"

"When Chaidamen and Francis's Origin was drained dry, that Law tremor—did you really not sense it from the top of this pyramid?"

Mentioning the two names Blood Ancestor and Chaidamen caused the corners of Anubis's eyes to twitch slightly.

He remained expressionless, but the previously melodious ancient music in the grand hall stopped.

Those dancing veiled women froze in place, not moving at all.

"So?"

Anubis leaned against the back of the golden chair, his voice turning somewhat low, "You came today wanting to ally with me to deal with Duan together?"

"Smart."

Chun snapped her fingers and said, "If you want to keep your life, this is the only way now.

Duan's appetite is huge; once he finishes charging up his energy outside and turns back around, these Ancient Egyptian Ruins will be his next target.

By then, you won't even have the chance to be a string puppet."

The grand hall grew quiet.

Zhou Huai sat to the side, toying with a white jade wine goblet in his hand without saying a word.

Zhou Huai sized up the old man ahead while also remaining vigilant against Chun by his side.

Alliance?

Zhou Huai sneered in his heart.

He had never thought of genuinely forming an Alliance with these old monsters who had lived for countless eras.

Every single one of these people was an elite slickster, playing with the Laws in the palm of their hands.

Today they could band together because they faced a common enemy, but tomorrow, once the distribution of benefits became uneven or Mr. Duan offered a greater bargaining chip, he wouldn't be surprised if these people turned around and stabbed him in the back.

Furthermore, within his own body, he still maintained the Fusion of more than a dozen Advanced Professionals' Origins.

In the eyes of these old monsters, he himself was also a large battery exuding an enticing fragrance.

However, Zhou Huai was not in a rush.

Suppressing his thoughts, he watched Chun perform ahead.

He actually wanted to see what kind of chips this Goddess of Nature could pull out and how she planned to drag this old fox into the water.

Right at this moment, Anubis on the throne grinned.

On that wrinkled, emaciated face appeared a ferocious yet genuine smile.

"Hahaha… Great minds think alike!"

Anubis stood up from the throne, paced back and forth in the grand hall, and laughed: "Actually, I've had this thought for a long time!"

Zhou Huai was somewhat surprised that the other party would agree so readily.

"You might not believe it."

Anubis stopped walking, turned around to look at Zhou Huai and Chun, and said in a frank tone, "Although this old man is called the Underworld God by them, controlling the Laws of death and reincarnation… in truth, I am very afraid of death."

"I am very terrified of the sensation brought by death.

It's not sleep, nor is it reincarnation; it is endless nothingness…

There is no light, no sound, and even one's own consciousness is being nibbled away by the darkness bit by bit."

Anubis's withered hands trembled, "This old man experienced that taste once during the era of the First World, and I've had enough of it!

I never want to die again!"

He stared at Zhou Huai: "Since Duan wants my life, then I can only take his life first.

So… what do you plan to do?"

Chun lifted her chin.

She picked up the light tea on the low table, took a sip to moisten her throat, casually put the tea cup down, and was about to speak eloquently to lay out the plan she and Zhou Huai had discussed along the way.

However, the instant the tea cup touched the low table—

"Clack."

A soft sound rang out.

Chun's expression changed drastically.

Her pretty face, which had originally been filled with smugness and craftiness, turned pale.

Her body completely stiffened in place, and even her breathing stagnated.

"Hmm?"

What kind of a sharp person was Zhou Huai.

Within a thousandth of a second of Chun's body stiffening, the spatial perception of his [Void Omniscience] had already transformed into countless ripples, spreading outward in all directions.

However, the grand hall was calm and tranquil, with no traces of spatial distortion and no aura of any enemies.

But Chun's condition was not faked.

The Law of life inside her body was currently contracting frantically, entering a defensive posture.

Zhou Huai knitted his brows and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? What is it?"

Anubis at the side also grew vigilant, his hands hidden in his sleeves quietly condensing the grey Laws of the Underworld.

On Chun's forehead, large beads of sweat slid down her exquisite cheeks.

She turned her head, looking at Zhou Huai with a trembling voice:

"Duan…"

"Duan… He has already found me."