At this moment, what puzzled me even more was what Black Moon had just said. Ethan Zhang was trapped in the Illusory Realm—this was something I didn’t know why Black Moon hadn’t told me. I glared fiercely at Black Moon as he continued speaking.
"That’s the situation. So if we go up now and fail, the plan that the BOSS worked so hard to build will be ruined."
Black Evil and Black Stone both nodded in understanding. Black Moon continued.
"Besides, time means nothing to us. All we need to do is wait for the Infernal Weapons to be forged, train them ourselves, and patiently wait for the BOSS to completely devour the Wraithlord’s consciousness in the Illusory Realm."
I nodded, drained my glass in one gulp, and Jade Zeng refilled it for me.
"Go notify the others. I want some peace for now. After all, Ethan Zhang’s consciousness is still being consumed, and I want to see the power of the Infernal Weapons."
As soon as I finished speaking, Black Market and Black Evil left. I finally breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Jade Zeng beside me.
"Go keep an eye on that guy."
Black Moon spoke, and Jade Zeng immediately left. At this moment, Eugene Smithson was still repairing Belle, and I finally felt completely relieved.
Watching Eugene Smithson so absorbed in sword forging, I stood up, grabbed Black Moon, and left immediately. After a while, Black Moon and I arrived at a deserted place.
"Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"
I asked, and Black Moon helplessly waved his hand.
"I already said before, there were a lot of things I didn’t have time to tell you. Besides, only a small part of my consciousness is in the Living World. The main thing is, the Hell Wardens attacked fiercely and almost broke through the Hellgate—the final line of defense. If they break through, they’ll flood into the Living World."
I nodded, not intending to blame Black Moon. What I really wanted to know was about Ethan Zhang. Before, I thought he had returned to the Mirage, but I didn’t expect him to be in the Shattered Unreal Realm.
Black Moon told me that before Ethan Zhang left, Hell transmitted some consciousness to Black Moon, so he knew Ethan Zhang was the dominant soul in that body. The only place he wanted to go was the Shattered Unreal Realm.
Only by going there could he completely cut off the threat of the Wraithlord and Infernal Hell to the world of Yin and Yang. Now, Hell is calm because the Infernal Will is gone. Without the Infernal Will, Hell won’t surge—only when it feels hunger, like a person, will it move. So we just need to find a way to feed Hell.
I stared at Black Moon in surprise, not expecting it to be so simple.
"But if Hell goes too long without an Infernal Will, eventually a new will is bound to be born. That’s inevitable—the old will disappears."
"So there’s never any peace, is there?"
I said, and Black Moon shook his head.
"It’ll probably take hundreds or even thousands of years for a new Infernal Will to be born. By then, you’ll likely be strong enough to handle anything."
I smiled faintly and shook my head. Living for a thousand years doesn’t interest me; it always seemed like a torment for a person to live that long.
"Think whatever you want, Rachel Lan, but you’ll have to stay in Infernal Hell for a while. Only after you’ve fully pacified the Hell Wardens can you leave."
I nodded.
"Is there any chance Ethan Zhang could come back?"
I asked, and Black Moon shook his head.
"He’s probably following the Gods’ Departure Path now, desperately trying to take the Wraithlord and Infernal Will out of this world."
I stared in shock, eyes wide. Black Moon continued, explaining that only the Gods’ Departure Path could truly leave this world. Taking away the two greatest threats was the best choice.
Hearing all this, a chill settled in my heart—a sadness I couldn’t put into words. But I quickly recovered, because I believed there would be a solution one day.
"That confidence is good, Rachel Lan. But I didn’t bring you here just to pacify the Hell Wardens. Rachel Lan, do you know why I brought you here?"
As expected, Black Moon had another reason for bringing me here. I shook my head and clenched my fists. He immediately raised his hands and stepped back.
"I brought you here for the peace of the Yin and Yang World. So I have a proposal—if you agree, it will benefit both of us greatly."
"What proposal? You really are a schemer."
Now I was in Infernal Hell, but I didn’t fear anything here. I already had the strength to handle any crisis.
"Here’s the thing. I have a way for you to become the Infernal Will."
I stared in shock, eyes wide. Black Moon’s crescent-shaped eyes began to tremble, looking extremely excited.
"Here’s how it is. The power you have now is enough to surpass Infernal Hell itself. As long as you keep growing and absorbing Hell’s power, one day you’ll overturn Infernal Hell and become an existence above it—fully in control. That would be best for the Yin and Yang World. Of course, you have plenty of time to think about it, Rachel Lan. I won’t force you to choose—you’re strong enough already."
I shook my head.
"Sorry, I don’t have the power to shoulder all that."
I rejected Black Moon’s crazy proposal outright. Becoming the Infernal Will was something I didn’t intend to do, nor did I want to. I still had family and friends in the Living World.
"Let’s head back for now. Even though those two have already gone to notify the others, there are still some busybodies who won’t let things rest."
I hummed in response, my mind still on the Shattered Unreal Realm. Maybe I could go there, but even if I did, it wouldn’t help—so I set that thought aside for now.
After a while, Black Moon and I returned to the Heart of Hell. Eugene Smithson was holding Belle, and Cecilia had already disappeared. He smiled slightly, looking rather pleased, and then walked toward us.
"It’s fixed now. Don’t treat this sword so roughly next time."
I took the sword and thanked him. Suddenly, Eugene Smithson’s smile vanished, and he looked at me with a serious expression.
"You’re not Ethan Zhang, are you, young lady?"
I stared in shock, eyes wide. In an instant, Black Moon opened a silvery-white barrier. I looked seriously at Eugene Smithson and nodded.
"I thought it was odd. If Belle is used by a man for a long time, its aura wouldn’t be like this. Don’t take it personally, young lady—I don’t know how you got here or what you’re trying to do, but I sensed a feminine energy from Belle, so I guessed you weren’t Ethan Zhang."
"Sir, my name is Rachel Lan."
I said, and Eugene Smithson nodded in understanding. Then he looked at Black Moon, who began explaining our plan to him. Eugene Smithson was visibly shocked.
"So, Mr. Eugene Smithson, I hope you can stop forging weapons."
I said, but Eugene Smithson just laughed and shook his head helplessly.
"It’s impossible to stop now. Just as you have things you want to do, so do I. These eighteen swords are my life’s greatest masterpiece. I had many ideas before, but in the Living World, I could never find the materials I needed. Here, though, it’s different. I can tell you the features of each sword so you can be prepared."
I nodded in understanding and didn’t push Eugene Smithson further. His eyes looked honest—there was nothing false in what he said.
"Then please tell me, Mr. Eugene Smithson."
Eugene Smithson nodded and began to explain.
"The sword Jean Xu was just holding is called Rippleblade. Its feature is flexibility, and its element is yin-water, so the only thing that can counter Rippleblade is the hottest flame."
I nodded, and Eugene Smithson continued. Soon, I learned the properties of seven swords he had forged. Except for Rippleblade, the other six swords had no owner yet. He would select wielders only after finishing all the swords, but that would be a very long process.
And the most crucial thing is that right now, the Infernal Will doesn’t exist, so there’s no way to imprint Hell Imprints on these souls.
"Young lady, I’ve heard about you from a few people. Back in the Underworld Court, you can prepare according to what I just said. Once these Infernal Weapons are released into the Living World, at least you’ll have countermeasures. After all, the swords I forge are very strong."