Chapter 228 Faint Thunder, Overcast Sky
Broken wood chips and flying gem fragments scattered like exploding ice crystals!
Time seemed to stretch out infinitely and freeze at this moment!
Yan Xi's fingers trembled violently, and the mist went out of control, bursting into a small ball at his fingertips, but he felt no pain at all.
All senses! All of the soul! were seized by the figure that should never have appeared, and could never have appeared, in the light and shadow that burst through the door.
Three hundred years of waiting and loss collapsed into an incredibly clear focus in his eyes.
It's a touch of red.
A fiery red flame, capable of scorching through this icy abyss!
The young man's gaze climbed upwards with an almost greedy, pious tremor.
The light swept across the girl's chest, which rose and fell slightly with her rapid breathing, across her hand, whose knuckles were white as she gripped the cards, and finally settled on her face.
Despite having imagined it a thousand times in his mind, Yan Xi's heart skipped a beat when he actually saw it.
This... is his god.
Nothing in the world can compare to it.
Yan Xi's gaze followed the red feathers swaying at the side of the girl's neck, slowly meeting her eyes.
"...Hana-ri".
Huali didn't even have time to be happy that the little bird could talk. Her eyes were fixed on the bottle in his hand, and she tried to snatch it without saying a word.
Yan Xi, however, was one step ahead of her, saying, "Be careful."
Seeing that he had put the bottle away, Huali breathed a sigh of relief and grabbed Yanxi's hand, "Let's go first."
However, before they even stepped outside, a violent force had already launched a fierce attack.
Huali clicked her tongue, "I didn't expect that old bastard to be so fast."
She turned back and gave Yan Xi a reassuring look, "Don't be afraid, I brought a lot of treasures this time, enough to smash him to death!"
All that answered her was a greedy silence.
Yan Xi didn't listen to what she brought at all. He just stood there, his gaze as sticky as honey, imprinting itself on Hua Li's face.
The girl before him was unaware that he had already connected his soul to the "nails" buried in the various palaces, and could no longer become the freedom-loving "Team Rocket"...
Yan Xi's fingertips trembled as he tried to touch her face... but in the end, he only gently touched the red feather by her ear.
That's enough.
That's enough.
To be able to see her again at the very end of this abyss of despair was the greatest gift fate could bestow upon him.
"You lowly villains, how dare you mock me!"
Outside the door, the Sea King, wreathed in fury, tore through space, and a giant wave crashed down!
Karin's eyes turned cold, and she once again deployed all five cards!
Ao Bai couldn't help but speak up: "Take it easy, overdrawing your spiritual energy will cause big trouble!"
Karin knew this, of course, but she had no other choice. Besides, even if she were injured, she wouldn't feel anything in the dream world.
Just do it!
Yan Xi watched as the girl's spiritual energy surged violently, and the Qiankun bag at her waist hummed as if it were about to burst, clearly indicating that she was prepared to perish together with the enemy.
His eyes sparkled with starlight as he slowly raised his hand and, without warning, touched the core of Huali's rapidly circulating spiritual energy.
The next second, Huali's surging spiritual power and magical artifacts froze instantly! She opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Little bird, what's going on?"
“Not only is the Sea King here, but other Nascent Soul cultivators from the Cangming Sea are also lurking here, including Huali…” Yan Xi said as he drew a mysterious rune.
"Leave..."
Realizing what he was about to do, Karin immediately yelled, "Little bird, stop! I'm fine, these attacks mean nothing to me!" The headquarters system flashed a warning in her mind, but she ignored it, "This place is just..."
“A dream,” Yan Xi replied.
"...You know?"
"Hmm." From the second time she appeared, he vaguely sensed that he had searched through countless books over the past few hundred years to understand what the Illusionary Dream was.
Therefore, he knew her specialness, her power, and that the oppressive aura of the Sea King and the deep-sea prison before her were merely a bearable "illusion" for her.
But—even so…
He also didn't want her to suffer any more harm in front of him...
For him, this was not a dream, but a real encounter.
The first wave of attacks was blocked by the barrier set up by Yan Xi, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
A seashell radiating a soft moonlight appeared out of thin air and grew larger and larger under Yan Xi's runes.
The clam opened, revealing its soft interior.
Yan Xi gently pushed the immobile Huali into the seashell. "Huali... go to sleep. When you wake up, you'll return to your original world."
After he finished speaking, a very gentle smile suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his broken voice was as soft as a sigh.
"If you can, go and see... a bird that can fly."
The instant the shell closed, the scalding blood essence, carrying the dark golden color of burning life force, rapidly transformed into extremely complex crimson runes.
"Seal—!" A roar emanating from the soul firmly protected the shell!
at the same time--
Aquaman's figure, imbued with the power to destroy the world, descended completely: "Insects! How dare you—!"
The giant hand slammed down with the power to crush the void!
Yan Xi did not resist; in fact, he deliberately stepped forward to meet her.
As his body was thrown away, the giant clam, encased in a blood cocoon, quickly used the aftershock to propel itself like an arrow through layers of restrictions and the immense pressure of the deep sea, disappearing from sight!
With someone escaping right under his nose, Aquaman was filled with murderous intent. He paced around twice in a fit of rage, his romantic thoughts long gone!
He pointed fiercely at Yan Xi: "Lock him up on the altar! Chain him with the deepest, coldest chains! May he never leave for all eternity!"
The ferocious yaksha immediately and roughly dragged Yan Xi up.
One of the Yakshas looked at the young man, who was covered in blood and whose bones were broken in countless places, and couldn't help but mutter, "Hey, you're all a mess... Why the hell are you still laughing?"
Upon hearing the question, Yan Xi's unfocused gaze sharpened for a moment, his blood-stained lips barely moving, yet carrying an almost devout, dazed expression:
"Yes...why is that..."
He coughed up blood repeatedly, his gaze drifting once more to the void where the light had vanished, a slow smile playing on his lips.
"Perhaps...it's because...we finally...said goodbye properly..."
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