Yakumo didn't know why she had snatched the last remains of Wang Yu from Rumia. It stands to reason that his body and strength are still sealed in the coffin to maintain the Hakurei Great Barrier, and when his revenge is completed, no matter what, the hatred she has carried for countless years has subjectively disappeared, and she has let go of the burden in her heart and has become a youkai sage named after Yakumo Murasaki. Wang Hao's ending has nothing to do with her anyway, but why did she make such a choice? Take the initiative to travel through the world, and let Wang Hao come back to life at the expense of unknown dangers?

Impulsively, on a whim, feeling that the means of revenge are too neat and sharp, and want to torture him again?

It's all a little, and it's not much. But no matter what, Yakumo Purple clearly knew that she didn't want this to be the end of Wang Yu.

From another point of view, letting Wang Hao be forever separated from Cangyun Heaven and Man may be the most cruel torture for him.

Mischievous in the midst of her boring journey, Yakumo initially jumped from world to world, and while it was interesting to see many different things, it was extremely ineffective. In the course of her world travels, she gradually discovers her true nature, the will of the imaginary space, and is able to use this in-between being and non-existent qualities to go directly to her destination.

Finally, with a certain mood of relaxation, Yakumo Murasaki dived into the world that was weak and ordinary, and did not even have self-awareness.

The woman hid in the crevice, staring at the body that had become a walking dead because of the loss of her soul. His gaze was glazed over, his eyes were like plastic beads that didn't reflect light, and a video of Gensokyo was showing on the old computer in front of him. Yakumo Murasaki has long known that the wavelength emitted by the world will be received by other worlds, and it has become a story that is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Mixed information is a common thing, and it doesn't matter what fate is arranged.

This body is even younger than the Wang Yu she is familiar with, childish, and the body is not as strong as in her memory, not to mention any fierce temperament, just an ordinary young man. But she was sure that this was Wang Hao's original body.

"That's what you used to be. ”

Yakumo shook her head and laughed.

"I can't imagine anything, but I can accept it after we meet. ”

She crushed the skull in her hand, and the flesh and blood dissipated into atoms, leaving only a wisp of black mist that had been dancing like flames and clouds of smoke all along. As soon as the mist appeared, she couldn't wait to lean towards her body, like a long silk blown by the invisible wind hunting, but Yakumo Zi refused to let go, she was hesitating, the weak body seemed to have no problem carrying the broken soul, but what kind of impact it would cause, Yakumo Zi couldn't be sure.

There is a high probability that the ethereal soul will be assimilated by the memories remaining in the brain, making the unparalleled An Yangjun become an ordinary young man.

“…… Big deal, let Lumia re-lodge in his heart. ”

Yakumo made up her mind, reached out and slapped the wisp of mist into her body's heart, then shrank into the gap and waited quietly.

After a long time, the soul and body were finished, and the inorganic eyes finally lit up. Wang Hao took off his glasses and rubbed his sour eyes vigorously, and said to himself:

"Strange, why is it so easy to be in a daze lately?"

Noticing that the video on the screen had come to an end before he knew it, he yawned boredly, his hands crackling on the keyboard.

Moments later, the boy was engulfed in the gap.

"Nine streams and hundreds of rivers return to the sea, and thousands of blue waves are empty. ”

Wang Anyang was half-asleep and half-awake when he heard a familiar voice saying something.

"The spring and autumn dream of the eight-pole ditch stream, the lonely drink invites the shadow cloud to turn into a rainbow. ”

The dream and reality gradually separated, but the mind was still drowsy, swaying back and forth, unable to determine where to go.

"The seven-foot remnant body is not to be afraid, and the decayed lone husband mentions the jade dragon.

The six dances have seen it, and Xuanyan is in front of the deer.

After reading the Five Classics, close your eyes and sleep, and then the world comes out of the mulberry field.

Siye met Nichiren again, and since then he has been drunk and thrown the sword.

Sansheng turns to throw away the old edge, and I don't want to break the thread.

The second is far away from the cool toad, and he is smiling and generous.

Single-mindedly ascended to the treasure hall, and suddenly changed the sky arbitrarily.

Return to the ruins cave to open the universe and turn back to the origin and say Fang Yuan!"

Hiss-cough-cough

Accompanied by the sound of the woman Qingyue's reading, the excessively long inhalation, and the excessively long sigh sounded in the coffin, as if the master's lungs had not been used passively for centuries. Ordinary and gentle features gradually appeared on the faceless man's face, and his eyelashes fluttered, and the abyss-like eyes gradually lit up.

A broad, white, five-fingered slender palm rested on the edge of the coffin, and with a slight force, the owner of the palm sat up from the coffin. He stood up, slowly stepped out of the coffin, and sighed softly.

"What a dream......"

Yakumo Zi, who was originally sitting on the coffin, turned into one knee when Wang Anyang left, she bowed her head deeply in front of Wang Anyang, and covered her face with her long golden hair. Yuyuko had long since been sent back to the underworld, and Hakurei Reimu had been placed in her own bedroom, and Yakumo Murasaki had come to her senses.

"Welcome to the return of Anyangjun. ”

Wang Anyang's pure dark eyes turned to Yakumo Zi, he was silent for a moment, and then spoke.

"Hello, youkai sage Yakumo Murasaki. ”

"What is it that has awakened me, a distant dead soul?"

Yakumo still lowered her head and did not get up.

"The Creator is eyeing the Tiger, and Gensokyo is in danger. ”

"What do I have to do with it? I can leave with my family and find a peaceful new world to call home. ”

"Treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and one day, you will forget everything again. Anyang Jun, wealth and danger are sought. ”

Wang Anyang was unmoved.

"Then forget. My story is long over, and you've wasted your hard work. ”

"This is Anyang. ”

“……”

"This is Anyang. ”

"And, do you really think they, or her, can leave this world?

"Ahem......"

For a long time, Wang Anyang sighed for a long time.

"What do I get?"

"Me. ”

An Yangjun nodded.

"Good. ”

He approached Yakumoshi, took the Ouroboros ring from her raised hand, stared at it for a moment, unfolded it into a watch and fastened it to his left wrist, and subconsciously rubbed the bamboo branch on the ring finger of his right hand.

"It's enough to have this one in the ring. ”

"Goodbye, Yakumo Murasaki. ”

He raised his fist and smashed Yakumo's skull, completely erasing her body.

Wang Anyang walked towards the door of the Boli Shrine, and beside the courtyard door, the tyrant of the flower holding a bamboo umbrella had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Wang Anyang returning, she followed him with a smile and held an umbrella for him.

"Welcome to the throne of Anyang-kun?"

"Long time no see, Zhuxi. ”

"It's not a long time, the soul that belongs to you in Lumia has been with me for a while under the name 'Mian Xing', and you may not be impressed. ”

"Hmm. Tell Gensokyo, all the demons prepare for war. ”

Wang Anyang ancient well without waves.

"Once again, we are raising the flag against the Creator. ”

"What's wrong, Melly?"

Maellubelle Hearn woke up from a dream, blinking and smiling gently at her friend, who was looking at her worriedly.

"I'm fine, Lotus Seed. ”

"It's just that the world is going to be in chaos. ”