The sound echoed faintly in the space, which was originally so quiet it was almost deathly still, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the brief silence.

However, it also stirred up countless imperceptible undercurrents beneath the calm surface of the water, bringing with it more mysteries that are as elusive and complex as a fog.

This made the surrounding atmosphere even more mysterious and solemn, as if an invisible net was slowly enveloping everyone.

As soon as the cold, mechanical voice fell, Qin Qianluo was still immersed in this earth-shattering change, her mind a jumbled mess.

Countless thoughts came rushing in, but they couldn't make sense of them, so he could only stand there blankly.

It was as if time had stopped for her at that moment; her blood seemed to freeze, and she was unable to make any timely reaction.

In that split second, Feng Qingyun was like a spark thrown into hot oil, and her fur instantly bristled.

Her eyebrows, which were originally as gentle as willow leaves in spring, suddenly stood up straight, like two gleaming, ready-to-be-thrown willow-leaf knives.

It exudes a sharp and imposing aura, as if it could instantly pierce through anything with ill intentions in front of it.

Those almond-shaped eyes, which were usually bright and sparkling, were now wide open, burning with anger like a raging inferno.

It seemed as if it wanted to instantly burn the transparent halo in front of it, whose origins and details were unknown, to ashes.

She angrily shouted at the transparent halo, "Who is your host? Don't randomly claim a host."

Who knows if you're trying to possess Luo Bao? What legitimate system even has a name? Luo Bao is mine, stay away.

While speaking vehemently and indignantly, Feng Qingyun also made attacking gestures.

Like a mother beast fiercely protecting her young in the jungle, she remained highly vigilant against any danger that might threaten her offspring, with every hair on her body standing on end.

Each one seemed to be a sharp weapon she used to protect Qin Qianluo.

It was as if it was issuing the strongest warning to that transparent halo, declaring its unwavering determination to never compromise and to protect it at all costs.

When that transparent halo of light inadvertently touched Feng Qingyun, who instantly bristled.

It seemed as if it had been instantly swept into the eye of a terrifying storm that could make the heavens and earth lose their color and all things tremble.

An invisible and immense pressure surged forth like a tidal wave, causing it to tremble violently involuntarily.

The light flickered and seemed ready to go out at any moment.

It could clearly sense that the spiritual power emanating from the divine beast Feng Qingyun was as powerful as a boundless and deep ocean, with surging waves.

Every wisp of spiritual energy seemed like a raging torrent containing the power to destroy the world, surging wildly in a chilling manner.

Its data-driven "heart" is filled with deep fear, almost losing its ability to think, and it dares not make even the slightest or most subtle move.

After all, it is essentially just a collection of data constructed from countless complex codes.

But for the concept of "disappearance," which is equivalent to the end, there is also a deep-seated fear stemming from the depths of instinct.

It was a kind of indescribable horror that went deep into the underlying layers of data.

Recalling that past experience filled with twists and turns and unexpected events, the grievances that filled my heart, like a flood bursting its banks, surged and overflowed endlessly.

Originally, it was a system specifically designed to serve Qin Qianluo, and all the binding processes were proceeding in an orderly and logical manner according to a predetermined and ingenious trajectory.

Everything seemed so perfect, as if a triumphant symphony was about to begin.

However, fate always seems to reveal its capricious and cruel side at the most crucial moment.

Just as the binding process was about to be completed, it seemed to emerge from some unknown dark corner of the universe.

Suddenly, without warning, a powerful and extremely strange mysterious force surged forth, like a gigantic hand reaching out from the abyss of darkness, covering the sky.

With an irresistible and domineering attitude, it was forcibly sealed off, instantly plunging it into a state of lifeless stillness where it could neither move nor perceive anything.

Immediately afterwards, the situation spiraled out of control like a runaway horse, plunging into chaos.

Feng Qingyun intervened abruptly and without warning in what should have been its "exclusive territory" with Qin Qianluo.

In an almost overbearing manner, it replaced the unique and close connection that it should have established with Qin Qianluo.

It became the seemingly "system" entity in a perfectly legitimate way.

Moreover, it has consumed countless hours and efforts, and all its functions have been given through countless precise calculations and programming settings.

In this sudden turn of events, they all ended up with Feng Qingyun, confused and helpless.

The situation was extremely critical and chaotic, like a sudden cosmic explosion, with everything instantly falling into a state of chaos and disorder.

It had no time to carefully investigate what had happened, and even the time to think was ruthlessly taken away from it.

I thought it was just some ignorant and arrogant wandering system trying to compete with me for a host.

Just like those trivial disputes that often occur in this complex world of data.

But who could have imagined that this nightmarish "oddball" would steal its functions and its host?

It turned out to be the legendary phoenix, renowned and awe-inspiring!

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