The night held no wind, no sound, nothing at all, as he sat alone in the mountain ravine, summoning Su Su. "I truly wonder how that old fool Liu is doing now, what do you think?"

Su Su floated beside Ye Xiu, resembling a lost child, her voice laced with worry. "Master, the energy within you is chaotic. I feel your pain yet I am powerless to help you. Due to my realm's limitations, I simply cannot bring you back to the Human Realm."

"Hah... Don't blame yourself. Didn't we enter the Boundless Realm with a sense of adventure and curiosity?" Thinking of this, Ye Xiu felt a sense of release. "As long as I make good use of the power within me, I believe I can find answers regarding the Death God here in the Boundless Realm."

"Ah..." A shriek shattered the silence of the night. A monstrous eagle burst through the window from inside the room, and the person held in its talons was none other than Yao Qi'er.

"Qi'er!" Ye Xiu moved to fly up without a second thought, but the monstrous eagle vanished into the blackness like a hurricane. "Such speed, this creature?"

Just then, Master Tianzhen walked out, leaning against the wall, blood still trickling from his mouth. "Yao Feng Sect. It was someone from the Yao Feng Sect who took Qi'er, ah."

"Senior." Ye Xiu hastily supported Master Tianzhen, his gaze fixed on the night sky, momentarily at a loss. "The Yao Feng Sect again? What could they want with Qi'er?"

Master Tianzhen tapped his own acupoints with a finger, exhaling deeply. "The people of the Yao Feng Sect are ruthless. You must rescue Qi'er, no matter what, do you understand?"

"Where is the Yao Feng Sect?"

Master Tianzhen's face grew grim. "The Yao Feng Sect is ethereal; no one knows the location of their true lair. I’m afraid I cannot help you with that."

Ye Xiu nodded. Regardless of Master Tianzhen's plea, he had already promised Ba Fangjin he would take Qi'er to see her mother. With that thought, he launched himself upward, feeling his body much lighter now. He swooped down and disappeared from the mountaintop. "Senior, rest assured, I will definitely find the Yao Feng Sect and rescue Qi'er."

Below Blood Maple Mountain, turmoil never ceased; the banks of the Blood Maple River flowed mournfully.

Ye Xiu chased all night without a single trace. Now, he walked along the riverbank, his heart heavy with thought. This vast land was called the Corpse Demon Forest, and the Yao Feng Sect was merely one clan within it. These fiends were skilled at soaring through the heavens, much like the Sun-Blind Clan. How could he possibly find them?

"Hey, isn't that the person who asked for directions earlier? Where's the girl beside him?" Jun Bugu, from a pavilion at the base of the mountain, turned his right cheek to greet Ye Xiu, surprisingly initiating conversation. "Is Master Tianzhen still around?"

"It's you!" Ye Xiu wore a troubled expression. Seeing this person still present, he immediately hoped to glean some information. "Excuse me, do you happen to know where the Yao Feng Sect is located?"

"What business is it of yours if others haven't found Master Tianzhen? You should worry about yourself; perhaps he killed Master Tianzhen!" Jun Bugu instantly shifted behind Ye Xiu, facing him with his left cheek, his tone turning vicious. "Don't ask me anything; I know nothing. If you don't leave now, I'll kill you!"

"..." Ye Xiu was greatly shocked by this. He recalled that this man might suffer from schizophrenia, although he had always suspected him of being the Death God.

At that moment, Jun Bugu turned back again, his face breaking into a smile. "Ask away if you have any questions. I traverse the Boundless Realm; there is nothing I don't know. Heh heh, we could even be friends."

"However!" Before Ye Xiu could speak, he turned back to his left cheek. "If you want me to tell you something, you have to beat me first. Come on!"

Ye Xiu was anxious to find Qi'er, but this Jun Bugu clearly had issues. "It seems you really need to find Master Tianzhen to examine you. Perhaps you have two souls residing within you."

"Two souls? He said you have two souls in your body!" Jun Bugu exclaimed from the right side, showing astonishment. "Since we have two souls, can we take turns controlling the body? What do you think?"

"What's so difficult about that!" the evil tone sounded quite defiant. "From today onward, only one of us will control this body."

"Then who is it!"

"Of course, it's me!"

"How can that be! My body should certainly be controlled by me!"

"Based on what merit do you claim that!"

"Hey, tell me, which of you can tell me where the Yao Feng Sect is!" Ye Xiu felt his head was about to explode from dealing with Jun Bugu. He roared, unleashing the power within him. "If you can't agree, you two just fight; whoever wins gets control, okay?"

"Good idea. What do you think?"

"That is indeed a good idea. I think so too."

"Boom!" A sudden sound erupted, and Jun Bugu’s entire figure flew skyward with the noise, the rotation scattering lake water into sprays around him.

Ye Xiu hadn't expected this fellow to actually become enraged. He sat comfortably in the pavilion, choosing to observe this unique duel.

On the Blood Maple River, blood tainted the floating waters. Jun Bugu was seen fighting his own left and right hands. His palm strikes were infused with powerful winds that made the adjacent maple forest rustle loudly. His entire body soared, and his two feet engaged in fierce combat as well. Two streaks of light cut through the heavens, following his form, their imposing aura causing the mountains and rivers to tremble incessantly.

"It seems this fellow's cultivation is high," Ye Xiu watched the events unfolding above with cold detachment. The soul energy radiating from this Jun Bugu was far from ordinary; he possessed such destructive power without even drawing a weapon.

"Blood Sword, emerge!"

"Blood Sword? How is that with you? That's mine."

At that moment, two distinct voices arose from within Jun Bugu’s body in the high heavens. The maple leaves drifting down from the mountains converged toward his chest, transforming into a sharp, slender longsword floating before him. The blade was a deep crimson, the hilt entirely fashioned from layered maple leaves, and the edge radiated a thick aura of bloody light. Simultaneously, both his left and right hands reached out to grip the hilt at the same time.

"Blood Sword?" The moment Ye Xiu saw the sword, he was reminded of Ming Luosheng’s Bloodlight Ravishing Blade from the Underworld’s Blood Masters. In terms of malevolence, this Blood Sword would certainly not lose to the Bloodlight Ravishing Blade.

"Kill!" Jun Bugu wielded the single sword with both hands, swaying in mid-air. The surrounding scene instantly plunged into a desperate situation. As the tip of the Blood Sword swept forward, it was accompanied by a deluge of maple leaves falling like needles. Each leaf was like a sharp blade, mercilessly striking everything around it. The vegetation, the stones, and the pavilion were utterly annihilated amid the tempest.

"Good boy, so brutal even fighting yourself." Ye Xiu found his own body unable to escape being enveloped within the maple leaves. Sweat poured down his face as he summoned the Sky Scorn Sword, wrapping it around himself. The sword intent's crimson light instantly mingled with soul energy, sending boundless lightning bolts to counter the overwhelming cascade of leaves. Even so, small cuts of blood still appeared on his arms.

"Blood Maple Autumn Separation!" Jun Bugu, fighting alone in the sky, grew more vigorous as the battle intensified. The crimson hue in his hands deepened to a gruesome scarlet, and the scattered maple leaves miraculously paused in mid-air. The entire world seemed to stop as if time itself had frozen.

"Are you kidding me?" Ye Xiu feared Jun Bugu was about to attempt something extreme. At this moment, he unleashed his Electric Soul to its maximum, filling the space before him with current to form a shield.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" The brief celestial pause was immediately followed by a monstrous killing intent. In an instant, those drifting maple leaves transformed into vivid scarlet blood water, surging towards Ye Xiu. Fortunately, the electrical current protected him; the blood instantly vaporized into red mist upon contact.

At this precise moment, Jun Bugu soared in the heavens, his entire body beginning to spin at high velocity. The blood drops scattered along the riverbank rapidly gathered toward the vortex of air beneath him. Through this chaotic splashing and absorption, a massive sea of blood formed, completely enveloping Ye Xiu.

The blue clouds in the sky reflected a tragic crimson, and the clear water on the river reflected a desolate sharp hue. In Ye Xiu's vision, there was nothing but flowing blood; the display was even more ferocious than the River Styx's sea of blood.

In a flash, the vast expanse of the blood sea collapsed like an avalanche, pouring down in the form of an overwhelming sword light that descended from the heavens toward Ye Xiu. Ye Xiu's eyes widened; he felt a panic surge in his heart. His body had long submitted to such immense power; all he could do now was await the final outcome.

"Thump!" Terrified, Ye Xiu closed his eyes but felt a mysterious power ignite within him. It turned out that at this critical juncture, his feet had transformed into a metallic shape resembling iron hooks. In the blink of an eye, his body was pulled by these strange legs and vanished from the area.

In the momentary disorientation between heaven and earth, the sword light targeting that area was gone, redirecting its attack across the entire Blood Maple River. Instantly, the river was cut in half by the red light, the wet rocks beneath the riverbed clearly visible. Not long after, the once-clear river water was entirely replaced by that sea of blood.

Ye Xiu escaped the man-made sea of blood thanks to the strange transformation of his limbs. When he finally regained his composure, a wave of lingering fear washed over him. He hadn't expected that the erratic Jun Bugu possessed a strength so immense that he was currently no match for him. Could this be the power of the River Styx or the Death God?

"Clang!" At this moment, a crimson figure descended from the sky beside Ye Xiu. It turned out Jun Bugu had retracted the Blood Sword and stood before him, grinning broadly. "I'm very sorry to have frightened you."

"Frightened..." Ye Xiu closely scrutinized the youth in red. He had a resolute expression, vivid eyes, and a trendy, hip-hop style of dress. "Just who exactly are you?"

"Alright, the answer is found!" Jun Bugu's tone was now calm, and he didn't seem to register Ye Xiu's probing question. "We've reached an agreement: one day each!"

"One day each! You mean you and that other person swap control every other day!" Ye Xiu found it hard to believe such a thing. Did this fellow genuinely have a mental disorder, or were there truly two souls inhabiting his body?

Jun Bugu smiled kindly and asked, "I heard that girl call you Ye Xiu, right? Ask me whatever you like. There is nothing I don't know in the Boundless Realm."

Ye Xiu stared at him for a long time, still struggling to process it. It seemed the person speaking to him now was the personality represented by the right cheek—a personality that was eccentric, though somewhat foolish. "My name is indeed Ye Xiu. The girl you mentioned was captured by the Yao Feng Sect. I was hoping you could tell me where the Yao Feng Sect is in the Corpse Demon Forest?"

"The Yao Feng Sect?" Jun Bugu pondered carefully, hesitating. "This... this Yao Feng Sect never has a fixed lair. No one outside the Yao Feng Sect knows its exact location, but..."

"But what?" Ye Xiu truly didn't wish to converse with this fellow unless absolutely necessary. "After thinking for so long, you still don't know, do you?"