"Are you sure?" After hearing Zirong's words, Jiang Yuzhe felt a little relieved.

"Sure." Zirong said.

"You are not trying to comfort me, are you?" Jiang Yuzhe asked.

"No." Zirong said with certainty.

"That's good, that's good. I believe that you will be able to turn danger into safety and escape this disaster." Jiang Yuzhe said like praying.

He didn't know that things were not as good as Zirong said, and his prayers were of no use.

At this moment, Mu Hanyan's entire consciousness had been shattered into pieces, and her mind was blank, as if her entire body and soul had fallen into a bottomless abyss. Only in the depths of her heart did she retain the last trace of clarity of mind.

Fortunately, there was that ancient divine sword guarding her sea of ​​consciousness, protecting her the last bit of spiritual clarity. Otherwise, she would have lost consciousness and become a walking corpse long ago.

But even with the protection of this ancient divine sword, she knew she couldn't hold out for much longer. She could feel the power of her mind, fueled by the forbidden divine ritual, burning like a blazing oil. Once the oil burned out, she would be forever trapped in the endless darkness, with no chance of recovery.

If this could save her brother, she would be willing to do it. Unfortunately, she knew that even if she burned her divine power so recklessly, she still could not clear the divine storm.

Those countless storms of divine thoughts continued to invade Mu Hanfeng's mind, like sharp swords, slashing at his divine thoughts mercilessly.

"Is it really that there is no way back?" Trapped in that bottomless abyss, Mu Hanyan thought unwillingly, feeling powerless in her heart.

"Han Yan." At this moment, Ye Lanxuan's voice reached his ears, so kind, so familiar, yet so distant, as if it came from another time and space, spanning countless worlds and billions of miles away.

Mu Hanyan even had an illusion that she had heard the same affectionate cry thousands of years ago.

Could it be that the power of divine consciousness was depleted too much, causing hallucinations?

Mu Hanyan knew that her mind had been shattered into pieces, and the only trace of clarity was hidden in the deepest part of her mind, making it impossible for her to hear any sound from the outside world.

"Han Yan!" At this moment, the voice sounded again.

In the boundless darkness, a little starlight suddenly lit up, like the North Star guiding the direction in the vast starry sky.

That was... Ye Lanxun's divine consciousness! Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that this was not an illusion, but Ye Lanxun was forcibly injecting his divine consciousness into her mind, trying to recall her lost spiritual wisdom.

"No, I can't give up. It's not the last moment yet. I must not give up." Mu Hanyan's fighting spirit was ignited again, and the only trace of clear mind flew out.

Mu Hanfeng's divine sense that was guiding the direction seemed so far away, just like standing on the earth and looking up at the starry sky, so far away and out of reach.

And the boundless darkness also contained an invisible power, like an invisible shackle, tightly shackled her, as if to trap her in the endless abyss.

This feeling was like being trapped in a nightmare. Unable to mobilize energy or perform any techniques, the only thing he could rely on was his will.

Mu Hanyan didn't know how long she had been flying, nor how far she had flown. In this boundless darkness, she could not feel time or distance. She could only feel the deep fatigue surging like a tide again and again.

She even had a feeling that she had tried her best but hadn't moved at all, and it was just a waste of effort.

If it were someone else, they would have given up long ago, but Mu Hanyan didn't.

Because the shining star was still hanging in the night sky, pointing her in the direction and also bringing her Ye Lanxuan's affectionate call.

He is still here, he has not given up, his brother will be fine, there is still hope.

Mu Hanyan didn't know how much time had passed. It felt as if she had traveled through ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even a million years. Even she was surprised that her last bit of remaining spiritual intelligence, which was as weak as a lamp with no oil left, had persisted until now.

Countless times, she felt that she had exhausted the last bit of her spiritual power, and that the only trace of spiritual intelligence would be extinguished like a lamp with no oil, and she herself would sleep in the darkness forever, but every time, she persevered with her firm will.

It seemed that every time she passed the brink of life and death, her little bit of intelligence would break through the limit and be reborn, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, but at the same time, it also opened a door to darkness for her.

After repeated nirvanas, that trace of spiritual intelligence still seemed so tiny and weak, but Mu Hanyan's will became more resolute.

"Buzz!" A pleasant sound like fairy music came from my mind, and the last dark door was suddenly opened.

Mu Hanyan's eyes lit up, and clarity returned to her vision.

With her firm will, she finally broke through the dark abyss and brought back the mind that had fallen into the abyss due to sacrifice.

The sky, which was originally gloomy and rainy, suddenly became clear as a mirror. Thousands of stars appeared in the clear sky, casting crystal starlight.

The abundant power of the nine stars in the sky actually broke through the restrictions of the laws of heaven and earth in the Holy Court Continent and rushed towards her, like a warm spring, washing her body and soul.

"Hanyan!" Ye Lanxuan's surprised and affectionate call came to my ears again.

Turning her head, Mu Hanyan discovered that Ye Lanxun was still in the same flying posture as before, and Yun Bo was also rushing towards her anxiously, but was still several feet away.

It turned out that the long time that seemed like countless centuries was actually just a moment.

Mu Hanyan raised the Hanxiao Sword again, and the abundant power of the nine stars in the sky poured into her meridians like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, surging and turbulent.

An invisible air current spun violently with her as the center, forming a huge storm.

In an instant, Mu Hanyan seemed to have broken free from the constraints of heaven and earth, as well as all the constraints in the world, and was towering above heaven and earth.

Only by breaking free from all constraints can she truly control this powerful force.

At some point, her hairband was swept into the air, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and her already pretty face became even softer and more charming.

In the powerful cyclone, the ring she used to conceal her identity loosened and fell, her pure white clothes fluttered in the wind, and holy rays of light enveloped her body, as if a fairy from the ninth heaven had descended to the mortal world.

"Boom!" As Mu Hanyan slashed with the sword, holy light spread all over the earth.

The forbidden technique that Gui Yumie used to destroy his own soul was finally broken by her sword, and the powerful storm of divine thoughts disappeared in an instant.

The world returned to peace again.