Villain: Capture The Loli Sword Spirit At The Beginning

A corpse!

Appearing before Yang Yun's eyes, at the source of the river, was indeed a corpse!

The corpse appeared to be a handsome young man, seemingly from a noble family, like a refined jade.

His fair face showed no flaws, his whole body was pure white, lying on the ground in stark contrast to the dirty soil around him.

There was no imposing aura emanating from his body, like an ordinary mortal without any cultivation.

However, Yang Yun didn't believe that an ordinary mortal could lie here unharmed.

Yang Yun first used his divine sense to examine the corpse in front of him, but found that his divine sense couldn't penetrate the skin of the corpse to see its internal structure.

And there was nothing unusual around the corpse.

"It's really strange. What exactly is this corpse, and how did it appear here for no reason?"

Yang Yun was puzzled, but dared not disturb the corpse.

He had to temporarily give up on the corpse and instead headed towards the source of the river.

It was called the source of the river, but it was different from the external source of the river.

Because the water of this river all originated from an overturned porcelain bottle.

Obviously, this porcelain bottle was not an ordinary object.

Yang Yun put on the armor he had just taken off, wanting to put this porcelain bottle away.

"Young man, this is a good thing, but it's not something you should touch."

Just as he approached the porcelain bottle, a gentle voice sounded in Yang Yun's ear.

He turned around abruptly, but found that the corpse lying on the ground hadn't changed at all.

"Who is it?"

"Who else can speak to you here?"

"Are you... this corpse?" Yang Yun looked around and finally fixed his gaze on the corpse.

"That's right." The corpse still lay there, its mouth not moving.

"Why won't you let me touch it?"

"Because you are not the destined one."

"Not the destined one?"

"Based on my insight into fate during my lifetime, this bottle does not belong to you, and you should not have come here."

With just a few words, the corpse stirred up a storm in Yang Yun's heart.

If what this corpse said was true, then what kind of terrifying and powerful existence could peer into the path of fate?

"May I ask for your esteemed name?"

"Hehehe... Esteemed name? I've long forgotten it. I was just a person back then, accustomed to being called the Lord of Order, because I govern the order of this universe."

Only the sound of mockery came from the corpse.

Yang Yun was half-believing, half-doubting.

If this person could govern the order of this universe, then how did he end up in such a state?

"Alright, young man, go back. This is not the place you should be. Your fate is not here."

"What if I insist on taking it?"

"Then take it. I am just a lingering obsession without any combat power or means, I cannot stop you from doing anything."

The corpse said so, even the expression on its face seemed helpless.

Yang Yun looked at the corpse, feeling uncertain.

Suddenly, in the far distance, there came a series of explosions that shook the sky.

The porcelain bottle began to tremble, and even the water of the river began to boil.

In the sky, it seemed like the sound of something shattering could be heard.

"What's happening?"

"A little girl, just like you, took something she shouldn't have."

"A little girl?"

Yang Yun immediately thought of Yuan Xin'er.

She really did come here after all.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

A golden pillar of light shot up into the sky, dispersing the thick fog. Yang Yun was surprised to see a towering pillar of light in the distant sky.

The sound coming from that direction also reached Yang Yun's ears clearly.

"Now, if you want to take this bottle, go ahead. I can't stop you anyway, and... the predetermined fate has long been completely destroyed."

"It's chaos! Complete chaos! We can never return to the right path!"

I don't know if it's just Yang Yun's imagination.

He actually felt a hint of sorrow and pity in the expression on the corpse's face.

"Since that's the case, I'll accept it."

"But I still have to remind you. Destroying the predetermined fate and taking something you shouldn't take comes with a price."

"A price? What price?"

"I don't know, I'm just a lingering obsession."

Although Yang Yun heard the corpse say this, he still didn't hesitate.

He put on his armor, grabbed the porcelain bottle, and tried to refine it.

Threads of spiritual power attached to the porcelain bottle, but in the next moment, a mutation occurred.

Countless evil thoughts invaded Yang Yun's body through his spiritual power.

They wanted to take control!

"How could this happen?"

"This porcelain bottle once absorbed all the evil thoughts in the world and went through countless epochs of refinement. Now, there are very few evil thoughts left in the bottle. Whether you can withstand them or not depends on you."

"I understand!"

Yang Yun gritted his teeth and used his powerful soul to resist these evil thoughts.

He could sense that only by defeating these evil thoughts could he possibly refine the porcelain bottle.

But the evil thoughts in the bottle were not to be underestimated. They constantly tried to assimilate Yang Yun, and some powerful evil thoughts even wanted to possess him and take over his body.

"Focus on the core! Don't let too many distracting thoughts enter your mind. If these evil thoughts take over your body..."

"I know!!!"

Countless evil thoughts flooded into Yang Yun's mind, emitting various unpleasant and piercing sounds.

"Go! Have you seen this corpse? How handsome he is, and his posterior must be top-notch! Come on! Hurry up, what are you hesitating for?"

"Hehehe, strip naked~ Strip naked~ It would be such a waste to miss such a beautiful moment, wouldn't it?"

"Mine! Everything in the world, all the gold, silver, treasures, and divine objects, all belong to me hahaha!!!"

Negative emotions filled Yang Yun's heart, amplified by the continuous onslaught of these evil thoughts. The despicable things these evil thoughts had done in the past also played in Yang Yun's mind like a revolving lantern.

He saw people killing their parents for wealth and power, people manipulating married women and then sharing them, people demanding commoners to be buried with them before they died...

"Get out! Get out of my head!!!"

Yang Yun knelt on the ground, bloodshot eyes streaming with red blood.

Countless images and voices filled his head.

Now, he was using his body to digest all the remaining evil thoughts in the porcelain bottle.

"I won't do as you wish, I absolutely won't!"

"I am not a murderer, I am not a lecher, I am not a tyrant!"

"Who am I... Who am I... Who am I..."

Under the relentless assault of countless evil thoughts, Yang Yun's memories became completely chaotic.

He immersed himself in these evil thoughts, doing disgusting things one after another.

He held his head in his hands, rolling on the ground, trying to use pain to regain his clarity.

But the endless evil thoughts enveloped him, making it impossible for him to regain his clarity. In the end, he staggered and fell to the ground, motionless like a dead person.

Countless thoughts in his mind were fighting for control of Yang Yun's body. These evil thoughts, after countless epochs, had become extremely weak compared to before, but they still possessed terrifying power.

Even Yang Yun, who was empowered by the entire divine dynasty, couldn't withstand the impact of these evil thoughts.