255 The 32nd of the Ten Thousand Mountains

As for how they died, there is no definite record. Some say that the demonic elephant swept across the world, intending to destroy it. A powerful being couldn't bear it and sacrificed himself to seal the demonic elephant. However, the specifics are unknown!

In his mind, the terrifying memories of the hundred-foot-tall demonic elephant instantly came together. What he couldn't believe before, he didn't want to believe now. The facts were right in front of him, and a sense of powerlessness instantly crushed his confidence!

A dynasty that lasts for a hundred years, a family that lasts for a thousand years—it seems true. Many unknown things are coming one after another. Without absolute suppression, relying solely on strategy is still somewhat useful when the two sides are evenly matched. However, when the tiger and the rabbit are evenly matched, they will probably only become food for the tiger.

The more I thought about it, the more powerless I felt. In an instant, I felt a sense of uncertainty and elusiveness about the future, a feeling of having no support, and intense anxiety and bad predictions.

In that instant, a headache struck. Although nothing had actually happened, the Confucian sage had inexplicably vanished, leaving behind a vast legacy, along with his own literary energy and fortune, bestowed upon scholars. Was he truly dead or alive, trapped, or perhaps…?

And why did my elder brother also leave in the same way? In this world, my elder brother had no one he owed anything to. His talent and intelligence were unparalleled in the world. I don't know why he also disappeared.

Everything that was unknown became known after the emperor's brother disappeared.

The attitudes of the major sects with a history of thousands of years have become ambiguous. If that's the case, I don't need to be afraid. What I'm afraid of is that they have already colluded with the princes or the aristocratic families. In that case, the army will not obey orders and will be unable to move an inch. The entire royal city will become a place where information is cut off and orders will not leave the royal city.

Thinking of this, the various forces and the silent attitudes of the military elders made his heart beat faster and faster, as if some unpredictable and terrifying thing was about to happen.

Jingzhai tried hard to control her emotions. At this moment, in this place, she couldn't afford to reveal anything. The power struggles within her family were commonplace, relying solely on her elder brother's authority. How laughable!

Isn't it ridiculous? Aren't I the same? Didn't I also rely on my elder brother's power to achieve an enviable cultivation level of Martial Emperor without any setbacks?

His wealth and strength are largely due to the blessings of his elder brother, the Emperor!

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. In an instant, a feeling of exhaustion arose from nowhere! I tried hard to calm myself down, but this fear surged straight to my mind, unstoppable.

Once the support system is gone, endless pressure comes from all directions, so intense that it's like a small boat in a storm, unable to withstand it at all. When the storm arrives, it's the instant of death.

The surrounding air seemed to be filled with this terrifying, deathly atmosphere, as if death had descended. Although surrounded by people, an endless feeling of suffocation surged into my heart. At this moment, I could not speak, I could not express myself. It was as if death was taking my life, and I had no control over my own life or death.

At that moment, in an instant, Jingzhai suddenly felt every pore of his body trembling. His entire body was shaking involuntarily, as if he were bowing to the unknown terror and accepting his own death.

The surrounding fear, cutting off all sound, was like a ghost in the night, silently eroding my heart. An unprecedented despair surged into my heart, and I felt an unprecedented helplessness and despair.

Jingzhai instantly realized that he had to remain calm and find a way to combat this fear. Otherwise, he might be the one forever trapped in this terrifying world, and even if he woke up later, he would probably be mentally and physically ruined.

At that moment, Yun Su was surrounded by the women, listening to her quietly recount her story of Shen Lang's battle against the demon statue.

As you listen, you can't help but move closer and closer.

They seemed to be nestled together, forming a beautiful picture of a beautiful woman, their bodies pressed together in a perfect arc. With everyone leaning on each other, the slightest fear in their hearts vanished.

At this moment, there is only warmth and tenderness, and unparalleled peace and relaxation, as if all the troubles and previous worries have vanished.

Suddenly, a young and adorable Qilin appeared from the void and spewed an orange, nameless karmic fire at Jingzhai, which directly covered Jingzhai's entire body.

This flame was not a raging fire, but a flame that seemed to possess magical power. It pierced directly into Jingzhai's mind, burning away his many nightmares. From the outside, it did indeed look as if Jingzhai was bathed in a mysterious firelight.

The flames did not make her look ugly; on the contrary, they made her figure appear even more stunning.

The flames seemed gentle as water, dancing softly around me, blowing away the surrounding cold, and like a magnificent fire dragon, illuminating the quiet hall with a noble and sacred aura, inviolable, like a fairy, unthinkable and unbearable to behold, breathtakingly beautiful.

With the aid of the karmic fire, his face now showed no trace of the terror, worry, or fear he had just displayed, only unwavering resolve.

The scorching flames cleanse the mind of its chaotic thoughts. Whether it is due to the invasion of evil spirits or some other reason, everything is slowly being burned by the karmic fire.

Jingzhai herself circulated her true energy, which was finally able to circulate rapidly. She finally had a means of resistance. She was no longer so terrified and helpless. As she circulated, a wisp of golden true energy appeared and disappeared, which was extremely beautiful.

This scene startled the women who were engrossed in their studies. They stared in astonishment at Jingzhai's tightly closed eyes and struggle, as if she had encountered something terrifying in her sleep.

Piaomiaoyue, Yunsu, Wei Qinghui, and others instantly drew their short blades and twin swords, their auras gathering instantly, causing the surrounding air to heat up and vibrate rapidly. They were just about to approach Jingzhai.

At first glance, Jingzhai, engulfed in flames, struggles with her face and body, seemingly trying to break free from the terrifying constraints of the dream and to struggle to wake up.

The Qilin stared calmly at Jingzhai without any change in expression until it finished exhaling the flames and instantly disappeared into Yun Su's arms.

In the blink of an eye, Jingzhai slowly woke up. The struggle on her face gradually disappeared, and she slowly opened her eyes. The fear and helplessness in her eyes had slowly disappeared.

Her face was deathly pale! She looked exceptionally pitiful!

Jingzhai, who had just woken up, was deathly pale and looked extremely weak, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, which made people feel sorry for her.