Chapter 40: Flame Mountain Cocoon Man (13)

The women had sad faces, some in pain, some in melancholy, and some in fear. They stretched out their hands towards Li Yuanying and Qilang, chanting, "Save me... Save me..."

Those faces are stacked one upon another, crowded and distorted, as if the sufferings of the world have been transformed into millions of kinds and gathered here, condensed, refined and sublimated.

A pair of white hands stretched out towards Qilang. The woman's face was covered with tears. She was skinny and her face was yellow. The woman behind her pushed her out, seemingly using all her strength.

"Save me, save us."

Qi Lang didn't sense any murderous intent from these female ghosts, so he asked, "How can I save you?"

"Zhong... destroy them, destroy them."

Qilang frowned. It was them, not it. In other words, he needed to destroy more than just the bell.

"I promised you to destroy the clock. How are you going to repay me?" Qilang asked.

The female ghost seemed to have been waiting for this sentence for a long time. The faces of the women in the clock surged like the tide, one after another, and then these faces gradually separated, and a mist rose from these faces. Qilang felt a biting cold.

A flower extremely similar to the lotus on the white jade lotus vase in his hand emerged from it.

This flower is translucent, fragrant, and chilling. Could it be...

"Is this the Arctic Cold Lotus?"

"yes."

"If I help you destroy these bells, will you give me the Arctic Frost Lotus?"

"yes."

The responses were long and gentle, like the devil's temptation, lingering in the ears for a long time.

Qillang didn't think so much. He was the number one in the demon world and was never afraid of ghosts or gods. He was immortal and could only be sealed but not destroyed.

And his only weakness was unknown to anyone except his mother, and he would not let anyone know it.

That was the only way to truly kill him.

"Okay, I'll help you destroy it. When the time comes, don't break your promise."

It’s Li Yuanying.

She leaned on Qilang's shoulder, breathing weakly, and forced herself to say these words.

"Are you awake?" Qilang couldn't see her expression, he could only see her black hair as soft as silk.

"Yeah." She nodded gently, still lying on Qilang's shoulder, with no intention of separating.

It seems that she is really tired.

When the female ghosts saw Li Yuanying wake up, their originally painful expressions seemed to turn into a hint of joy.

"We believe you." The female ghosts repeated this sentence and took back the Polar Cold Lotus.

Then he gently put Qilang and Li Yuanying back to the ground.

Li Yuanying looked up and saw pairs of eyes looking down from inside the clock, staring at them intently. After a while, those eyes closed one after another.

"You've started to be kind and do good deeds again." Qilang looked at the woman in his arms. He held her as lightly as a ten-year-old child.

Too thin.

Li Yuanying seemed to have no strength left. She was breathing slightly and leaning on Qilang's shoulder. She had no intention of getting down and walking by herself.

"It's mainly for the Polar Cold Lotus..." Li Yuanying said this, as if she had put in a lot of effort.

She leaned on Qilang's shoulder, and every breath she took swept across his slender neck. Qilang felt a little hot all over.

"Okay, stop talking if you're tired."

When Bingyi saw the two men coming down, he ran over anxiously to check if Qilang was injured.

"I'm fine." Qilang said.

Bingyi finally breathed a sigh of relief. If she was guarding His Highness and something happened, she would not be able to report back.

"We found the Arctic Cold Lotus."

"Inside the clock?" Bingyi asked.

"Um."

"So we're going to smash the clock?"

Qilang smiled and said, "That's about it. You can get it by smashing the clock."

Bing Yi was eager to try: "Smashing a bell is too easy for me."

"Not just this one, but all of them."

Bing Yi's eyes widened when he heard this, shocked. "All of them!? My Lord! Do you know how many bells there are here? There must be at least 18,000. How long will it take to smash them all?"

"It's only about 18,000." Qilang thought to himself, as long as Li Yuanying was willing to lift the seal for him again, let alone 18,000, he could handle even 180,000.

"Formation... This is a Wanyang Formation..." Li Yuanying really couldn't bear it anymore. Apart from using brute force, these two people probably couldn't think of any other way.

"Wanyang Formation? Is that the Golden Bell Cover?" Qilang asked.

Li Yuanying nodded: "I've seen the arrangement of these bells before... Although we see them distributed along a straight line, that's because we were confused by the darkness and the topography of the cave. Actually..."

Li Yuanying took a deep breath, calmed the pain in her body, and then continued, "Actually, these clocks are arranged in a circle."

After squeezing out these words, she was sweating profusely from the pain and could no longer continue.

"Okay, don't push yourself anymore, just lean on me and rest for a while."

"She's right. I just looked down from above, and there is indeed a circular formation below." Bingyi said.

"Ten Thousand Yang Formation..." Qilang had heard of this formation, specifically designed to suppress evil. Although it was called "yang," it was actually extremely yin. The so-called yang was borrowed from the center of the formation. If the source of mana at the center was removed, this massive formation would collapse.

But the question is, with so many clocks, where is the center of the formation?

They didn't even know where they were in the Wanyang Formation.

The center of the formation is where the bell sounds are most densely distributed, so the simplest way is to ring the bells again to let all the bells start to resonate, and then determine the location of the center of the formation.

However, Li Yuanying could no longer withstand the second wave of bells.

"Ring the bell." Li Yuanying seemed to see through Qilang's thoughts, and she whispered in his ear.

"You're going to die."

After a long while, Li Yuanying finally said, "I don't know how, just knock."

In fact, if you don't ring the bell, there is another way, which is to use internal force to explore the feedback of the spiritual power of the formation. The place with the strongest feedback is the center of the formation.

However, this method will consume a lot of internal energy and may even exhaust the internal energy, ultimately making it futile.

"Help me remove the seal. I have a way to find the center of the formation."

Li Yuanying shook her head slightly: "I can no longer... activate my magic power..."

"Master said that we only need to take some of her blood and put it in the bottle. We don't need her..." Bingyi interrupted when he saw that Li Yuanying refused.

Li Yuanying cannot die now because she still has important things to accomplish, so she will definitely not put her blood in that bottle.

Although she had threatened Qilang that if she dripped blood into the bottle, they might both die, she knew that Qilang would not believe it easily. In fact, she did not want Qilang to know that she would die because of removing the seal for him.

Because one day, she will remove the seal for him, and if he knows the truth, he may live forever in guilt. After all, he is immortal.

"Just give up. I won't lift the seal for you permanently." This was all Li Yuanying could say.

Qi Lang's eyes darkened, his expression gloomy. "Do you think that with your current broken body, if I really want to take your blood, you still have room to resist?"

Li Yuanying smiled and said, "Why don't you try it."

Qi Lang was furious. He put Li Yuanying on the ground and took out a white jade lotus vase from his sleeve pocket: "Really? Then I won't be polite."

He pinched Li Yuanying's face with his right hand. Her skin was fair and smooth, soft and tender, as beautiful as white jade. The bright red blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and Qilang wanted to catch it with a bottle.

Li Yuanying stretched out her hand to pry Qilang's hand open, but it was no use. She was in so much pain and so tired that she was no match for the young man in front of her.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then grabbed the blood bracelet on Qilang's hand. The moment Li Yuanying's blood touched the blood bracelet, countless fine silk threads grew wildly, quickly inserted into Qilang's wrist, and then spread wildly in his body.

Qilang screamed in pain, his expression twisted, the anger in his eyes turned into hatred: "You...you actually..."

If Li Yuanying's blood is placed in the lotus bottle first, the seal can indeed be lifted, because the backlash of the blood bracelet will be transferred to Li Yuanying through the lotus bottle, but if the blood is directly applied to the blood bracelet, the backlash will directly affect the person wearing the blood bracelet.

Li Yuanying had long guessed that Qilang might be the demon king, so he was not afraid of the backlash of the blood bracelet at all, because he was immortal.

Qilang squatted down in pain, veins popping out on his forehead. He endured the pain of having his bones scraped out and glared at Li Yuanying fiercely. He squeezed Li Yuanying's hand even harder.

When the two were in a stalemate, Bingyi rushed over. She originally wanted to help Qilang, but Qilang yelled, "Get out! This is a matter between the two of us, don't interfere."

Bingyi was very anxious when he saw that the prince was sweating profusely from the pain, but he still refused to let go.

"Sir, there's no need to bother with this woman. Leave it to me. I can find the center of the formation!"

Qilang gritted his teeth, then forced a smile: "You? Use your inner strength to find it, when will you find it?"

Bingyi didn't insist anymore. The difference in magic power between her and His Highness was too great. This Wanyang Formation didn't look like an ordinary formation. If it was really handed over to her, it would indeed take a very long time.

Qilang endured the severe pain, picked up the bottle, and wanted to collect the blood flowing from Li Yuanying's mouth. He was about to succeed.

"Husband... do you really have to force me..." Li Yuanying suddenly spoke, her voice as gentle as water, and anyone who heard it would feel their body soften.

Sure enough, Qilang was stunned for a moment, and a hint of emotion flashed in his deep eyes.

“It hurts so much...Husband, you hurt me..." Li Yuanying's eyes began to blur, and it seemed that tears were about to fall.

Qilang's hand loosened immediately.

A crystal tear rolled down Li Yuanying's beautiful face, like a jade bead.

Qilang woke up as if someone had poured a bucket of water on him. What had he just done? Why was he so rude to her?