The moment he fell into that void, Liu Buli was indeed nervous for a brief instant.
But only for that brief instant.
He quickly persuaded himself to regain his composure, using his spiritual energy to control his descent. Once he stabilized himself and looked around, Liu Buli's mindset had already calmed considerably.
The light sources he had created earlier couldn't reach into this vast chasm. Furthermore, as he fell, the bricks above had sealed themselves shut, effectively trapping him in this space that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, completely blocking his path back.
Liu Buli wasn't particularly nervous about this situation.
He could sense that the Ghost King was truly afraid of You Siqi's existence. Therefore, he simply wanted to bring Liu Buli to a place where he wouldn't affect You Siqi, allowing them to fight one-on-one. At least then, he wouldn't have to worry about the Creator God.
The Ghost King thought his decision was exceptionally wise.
He never expected that this action would actually bring Liu Buli a sense of relief.
It was best if You Siqi wasn't affected.
Even though You Siqi himself said it didn't matter, and Shen Muzhi had agreed, as their friend, Liu Buli sincerely hoped that the two of them could live peacefully and happily, and not experience any further accidents because of him and Lu Wuming.
With his emotions slightly more stable, a smile gradually appeared on Liu Buli's face. He raised his hand and willed his spiritual energy to transform back into light, illuminating the space. Looking up again, he found himself in a vast, empty void.
It was somewhat similar to his previous mental world.
There were no visible boundaries, nor anything else.
It was as if only he and the semi-transparent man floating not far away, looking rather unappealing, remained between heaven and earth.
Upon seeing the other party, Liu Buli couldn't help but laugh.
Not only was there no trace of nervousness, but he even commented seriously, "I think you look quite good like this. That corpse has been left for far too long. If you had really turned out like that, I would have had to seriously consider how Lu Wuming from our family managed to have such a genetic mutation to become so handsome."
As he spoke, he paused, then shook his head as if struck by a thought. He added, "But that's not entirely true. If you had really turned out like that, perhaps our Wuming could also be this handsome. After all, your genes are quite poor. By the principle of survival of the fittest, the ones who survive wouldn't be of your bloodline. So he likely inherited it from his mother. Speaking of which, his mother must have been quite a beauty."
Every word Liu Buli spoke was something the Ghost King detested hearing.
First, he mocked the Ghost King for damaging his own corpse. Then, he so bluntly pointed out their bloodline issues. Even if the Ghost King didn't fully understand everything Liu Buli said, he could tell from Liu Buli's expression and demeanor that Liu Buli not only didn't take him seriously at all but was also full of mockery towards him.
This was what the Ghost King hated to see the most.
Precisely because of this, the Ghost King stared at Liu Buli's face and couldn't help but mentally dismember this detestable human countless times.
"Liu Buli, you think you can win so easily. But do you know? From the moment you entered this space, your defeat was sealed."
The Ghost King took several deep breaths, trying to regain some semblance of composure. Then, he stared into Liu Buli's eyes and returned a mocking smile, saying, "I admit that everything you said earlier is correct. But what does it matter if it's correct? I did indeed ruin my own body, but that doesn't mean I don't have other bodies. That child, you call him Lu Wuming, right? What a fitting name. Nameless, without a surname, that's how he should be. He was born without a name, and he doesn't need one in death. When I created him, I never imagined I could create such a perfect vessel for myself. I am truly brilliant!"
At this point, the Ghost King's eyes were filled with admiration and joy.
Liu Buli scoffed and shook his head. "Firstly, I need to refute one point. This name wasn't given by me. If it were me, I would have given him a more pleasant and impactful name. Unfortunately, the one who named him was a beast like you, so it could only be this way. But no matter how unpleasant this name is, since it has become a designation, it is his name. You can't even grasp this simple logic, and you think you're smart? What dream are you living in? The one who is truly nameless is you, isn't it? Otherwise, besides yourself, does anyone know what you're called?"
The Ghost King was rendered speechless by his words.
Ordinary ghosts in their normal lives didn't even have the资格 to meet him. As for those with slightly higher ranks and status, like those with numerical designations, although they had the资格 to meet him, every time they met, they could only respectfully address him as "Your Majesty."
And what was his true name?
Since his birth, it seemed no one had ever called him by it.
His parents didn't care about his name, or rather, in the environment of the ghost race, there wasn't much in the way of parental affection.
So, a title did exist.
But it was worse than Lu Wuming's.
Because no matter how casual or unpleasant Lu Wuming's name was, at least someone was willing to call him by it, and someone was willing to hear it.
But he clearly had his own name, yet after a thousand years, no one had ever called him by it properly.
Before he had seriously considered this matter, he hadn't felt anything. But now that he realized it, he felt an intense, inexpressible loneliness.
The Ghost King absolutely refused to acknowledge this loneliness.
So, looking at Liu Buli's face, he gritted his teeth.
He knew that what he was about to do was akin to showing weakness to the other party, but at least for now, he wished for someone, even just one person, to know his name.
So he opened his mouth and said, "My name is—"
"Shut up, I don't want to hear it!" Liu Buli directly raised his hand and tapped his ears twice, temporarily sealing his hearing with spiritual energy. Then, he flashed a cruel and mocking smile at the Ghost King and said, "I just want you to feel this loneliness, and then die surrounded by it. So keep your name for yourself. You can take it with you and face your final end, alone and in despair."