Chapter 168 What about her, such a grown young master?
A deep, scorching voice, with a rough, magnetic quality like gravel, exploded between their brows.
Huali seemed to have been pulled into a vortex filled with the aura of Shenyu.
It was the scent of grass so dense it overwhelmed horseshoes, scorched by the blazing sun. A raw, dry warmth permeated its almost untamed vitality.
She quietly savored the experience with a sense of novelty.
Meanwhile, Shen Yu's breath hitched the moment the girl probed into his sea of consciousness.
A strange, tingling sensation shot from their foreheads, which were pressed together, up their spines, causing his fingertips, which were loosely gathered behind Huali's neck, to curl involuntarily.
The sea of consciousness is the most secret forbidden zone of a cultivator's soul, and no one but the closest and most trusted person can enter it. However, it merged into the girl's consciousness without any resistance at this moment, which speaks volumes.
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Their breaths mingled and heated up between their lips, which were almost touching.
Huali felt that with each breath Shen Yu took, the suction force of the vortex increased.
She was getting impatient.
The puppeteer hasn't left yet. Although that last blow completely knocked him down, who knows when the person behind him will appear?
She didn't understand the principles of the sea of consciousness, but even if she hadn't eaten pork, she'd seen pigs run, right? In most novels, in this kind of scene, one would definitely not struggle and would be better off surrendering willingly.
The young master already has a heart condition and is a bit of a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur), if he also has a problem with his brain, ugh—
Never mind, it's just Dove's silky smoothness!
From now on, she'll consider herself a ribbon that has come to life!
Shen Yu was still using the remaining spiritual power to push the core of his sea of consciousness with all his might, preparing to face the final soul tearing, when the expected stubborn barrier suddenly disappeared!
Instead, he was met with an unguarded, utterly gentle acceptance. The warm "water" actively entwined with his consciousness, merging and rubbing against it.
"Hmm—"
A short, muffled groan suddenly escaped from the young general's tightly pursed lips.
Every touch of the "water flow" resonated with the most sensitive strings deep within Shen Yu's soul, a gentle pluck bringing a dangerous, tingling sensation that sent shivers down one's spine.
Shen Yu's knuckles turned white from restraint, and sweat instantly soaked his forehead, but the instigator was completely unaware.
The young general gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down, but his trembling fingertips still betrayed his panic.
This is bad!
Forcibly activating one's sea of consciousness is already risky; if one is then dominated by this surging impulse, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The Water Mirror absorbs infinitely magnified emotions and souls; the deeper the hidden pain in the soul, the more powerful the force it can unleash.
He needs an anchor point, an anchor point that can freeze his soul in an instant!
Thinking of this, with a willpower that bordered on self-harm, Shen Yu deliberately sank his consciousness into the forbidden place deep within his soul, a place frozen solid.
Without any hesitation or slowing down, he violently ripped open the old, bleeding scar again!
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Mo Ziyan coughed up blood and shook his head at Tang Wanwan, who kept returning and trying to break through the barrier. "Wanwan, don't waste your energy. This person has carefully laid out the barrier. It is formed by evil energy. You can't break it with your spiritual power."
"We have to break through, even if we can't!"
"This evil energy is really strange, and I feel that the stronger my spiritual power is, the stronger the suction force on you, Senior Brother Ziyan, becomes." Tang Wanwan was full of anxiety, and blood had begun to seep from the tiger's mouth where she was holding the sword.
Mo Ziyan paused upon hearing this, as if realizing something, and immediately closed her eyes to calm herself. Sure enough, once she calmed her mind, the suction force on her body instantly decreased.
A hypothesis quickly spread and was confirmed. He opened his eyes and said, "The Water Mirror absorbs emotions amplified by cultivators many times over. As long as you force yourself to stop thinking and make your own energy become mundane, the Water Mirror will lose interest."
Tang Wanwan was taken aback. "So this person is keeping everyone trapped in the water mirror and not taking any action in order to amplify our anxiety."
Mo Ziyan nodded. He looked at the spiritual energy flowing into the mirror from all directions, then at his disheveled junior sister, and suppressed his unfinished words.
Now, something unusual has probably been seen outside the Water Mirror. Given Master's personality, he certainly won't sit idly by and wait for death.
What they need to do now is to minimize the absorption of their spiritual energy until rescue arrives...
The fact that this water mirror amplifies emotions to increase suction must be told to others...
If he were to burn his own spiritual power to ignite his divine soul, perhaps...
"Then we need to tell the others about this!" Tang Wanwan suddenly spoke up. "If everyone keeps their minds at rest, we won't strengthen the enemy!"
"It just so happens that I wasn't in the barrier, so my arrival is perfect!"
"No!" Mo Ziyan refused sternly!
"That person probably doesn't know you haven't entered the barrier yet. If your voice transmission is exposed now, Junior Sister, you'll become a sitting duck for the entire secret realm! You mustn't!"
Tang Wanwan wasn't discussing anything with Mo Ziyan at all. She made a hand seal with two fingers, trying to draw upon her own essence and soul power to expand the transmission area.
“Cultivating the Tao begins with cultivating the mind. If you all die, what's the point of my life? Let's all die together, and that'll be the end of it all!” She grinned at Mo Ziyan. “If he wants to kill me, let him. My father gave me so many treasures; I could smash them all to death!”
"Wanwan, no!!!"
"The people bear witness, and our hearts and souls guide us—"
The moment the life-or-death technique was formed, Tang Wanwan stepped onto the Xuanfeng Sword, her clear voice like the cry of a phoenix in the heavens, booming like thunder across the entire secret realm.
"I am Tang Wanwan of the Spirit Sword Sect. I swear on my soul that what I say is true!"
"This mirror feeds on our spiritual energy and fuels our fear and despair!"
"The more afraid you are, the more fiercely and relentlessly hatred and anger will be drawn in!"
The girl's voice, like a maxim echoing through the secret realm, cleaved through this unspeakable conspiracy like a thunderclap.
The eyes of everyone in the secret realm—east, west, north, and all those trapped within the giant barrier—suddenly lit up!
Beneath the water mirror, the black-robed figure who was absorbing spiritual energy froze. "A fish that slipped through the net, damn it..."
He transformed into a bolt of lightning, appearing instantly beside Tang Wanwan, and the black energy in his hand transformed into a long whip, which he lashed out at her fiercely!
"Wanwan, watch out!"
Under Mo Ziyan's bloodshot gaze, Tang Wanwan's protective barrier shattered, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, her voice stubbornly roaring: "To break this deadly trap, only by upholding your true self!!!"
The man in black's eyes flashed with even more ferocity! He formed claws and reached for her neck, shouting, "It's you again!!"
What, it's her again? In a flash, Tang Wanwan didn't care about anything else. As she dodged to the side, she pointed at the black-robed woman, her eyebrows raised, "This old lady may not have much else, but she has a lot of magical artifacts! Today, I'll show you what it means for the rich to do whatever they want!"
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The moment Karin's consciousness was completely detached from her body, the feeling of falling suddenly disappeared.
She regained her balance amidst the dizziness, and the first thing she smelled was the vibrant scent of fresh grass.
A blessing for those prone to motion sickness! We're saved!!
She slowly raised her head, and what came into view was a vast, boundless green field stretching to the horizon.
The gently undulating hills, like the tender back of a giant beast, are vast, pure, and full of life.
Is this the young master's sea of consciousness?
After a moment of surprise, Huali subconsciously turned to look for Chenyu.
"Young Master..."
However, there was nothing around him.
The young general, who had been tightly gripping her wrist just moments before, vanished without a trace, as if swallowed up by the vast expanse of green.
Amidst the rustling of the wind through the grass, a large question mark appeared on Huali's small head. "Isn't this his sea of consciousness? Where is young master?"
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