Chapter 199 Nuwa Patches Up the Sky The woman's face instantly turned pale...
The woman's face turned pale instantly, and Sang Zhitao could clearly see that the true part of her soul deep within her was letting out a painful roar.
"You've actually fused with the power of this world, no wonder... no wonder you were able to kill the puppet." The split soul squeezed out these words through gritted teeth in agony.
Sang Zhitao looked at her indifferently, but the pressure she applied with her hand grew heavier and heavier until she buried the entire jade pendant into the woman's chest.
"Ah ...
The Demon Lord's face turned deathly pale, and he cried out in agony as if his soul were being torn apart.
"What's wrong?!" Qingyan quickly hugged him, her face showing surprise.
Sang Zhitao turned her head to look at him, then at the split soul, and frowned: "You actually cut another piece? Are you planning to make cut cake?"
The fragmented soul had changed from a deep black to a light gray. She weakly looked at Sang Zhitao through this body, and then was slowly swallowed by the jade pendant.
Looking at the eerie smile she gave before disappearing, Sang Zhitao felt uneasy.
"Clang!" A metallic clanging sound rang out in front of her lower abdomen.
That was the sound of the woman's hand hitting her robes.
Sang Zhitao quickly took a few steps back, looking at the woman warily: "You're that old Realm Master?"
The woman twisted her neck, looked at Sang Zhitao, then at Qingyan, and finally turned her gaze to Madam Luan: "Long time no see, Luan."
"Long time no see, Lingqing." Madam Luan nodded slightly, but her expression was not very pleasant.
"I didn't expect you to still be alive. No wonder you're a phoenix with half Xuanwu blood." The woman, Ling Qing, gave a mocking smile.
Madam Luan ignored the sarcasm in her words and bluntly stated, "I always thought you were doing this willingly, but now it seems you've been betrayed?"
Ling Qing's eyes instantly turned cold. She stared at Madam Luan for a long while before saying, "Yes... that's why I came back for revenge."
Madam Luan shook her head: "Your relationship with him is a private matter; don't involve the Three Realms."
Upon hearing this, Ling Qing was taken aback: "Who said I was going to take action against the Three Realms?"
Lady Luan was also taken aback, and suspiciously glanced at the dead demon palace people around her.
Ling Qing saw through her meaning and sneered, “I don’t attack the Three Realms, but I didn’t say I wouldn’t attack the Demon Realm. I protected them back then, but they chose to betray me. Traitors deserve to die.”
"So many years have passed, all our enemies are dead, why bother harming the innocent again?" Madam Luan sighed.
Ling Qing snorted coldly: "I don't care, if I want to regain my strength, I will naturally find them and absorb their blood."
“The rules of the Three Realms are different now than they used to be. You can’t kill people and take their blood at will. I can’t protect you,” Lady Luan continued.
"Why would I need your protection?" Ling Qing retorted impatiently.
"Now that the outer gods are invading and the Three Realms are about to perish, we naturally hope that you can help us." Just as Lady Luan said, the Three Realms have lost two major battle forces, and she naturally does not want to lose Ling Qing, another battle force, as well.
"Are the Three Realms going to be destroyed? That would be wonderful!" Ling Qing couldn't help but laugh a few times.
"Pfft!" Just as Madam Luan was about to continue persuading him, she heard the Demon Lord spit out a mouthful of blood.
She flew over, frowned, and touched the Demon Lord's pulse: "How did he get so badly injured?"
Sang Zhitao glanced at Ling Qing, then used her jade pendant to cast several beams of light on her before walking up to the Demon Lord. She stared intently into the Demon Lord's eyes, trying to find the fragment of his soul.
"Huh? Where did it go?" But the other person's soul was as clean as ever, without any sign of an external soul being separated from them.
"...They just ran away." The Demon Lord frowned and said, forcing himself to stay upright.
"Alright, stop talking. This injury will take a long time to heal." Madam Luan cast dozens of spells into his body. "I will seal your body for now and we'll talk about it after everything is settled."
“Now that the divided soul is gone, and Lingqing doesn’t intend to attack the Three Realms,” Qingyan said, glancing at Lingqing. “Besides, she’s trapped here now, so she can’t do anything even if she wanted to. Isn’t the crisis over?”
Sang Zhitao looked up at Madam Luan: "What do you think, Madam?"
Madam Luan sent a message to Elder Qing, and after a while she looked up at the two of them and shook her head slightly: "Elder Qing said that the crisis has not been resolved, and... something has also happened in the Cloud Sea Realm."
Sang Zhitao and Qingyan exchanged a glance before asking, puzzled, "What happened?"
Lady Luan cast hundreds of trapping spells on Ling Qing before finally putting her into her sleeve. Then she picked up the Demon Lord, who was no bigger than a child, and said, "Let's go back first."
The group boarded the flying boat and headed towards the Cool Cave in the Cloud Sea Realm.
Before even reaching Qingliang Cave, the sky darkened, and the Cloud Sea Realm, which should have been filled with blue skies and white clouds, was now filled with thunder.
A strong wind arose, causing even the flying boat to sway violently.
"How could this happen?!" Sang Zhitao struggled to steady herself while holding onto the flying boat.
"Look there!" Qingyan pointed to the distant sky, "The stars are scattering."
Before she finished speaking, several stars streaked across their heads, their long tails leaving white streaks in the sky.
"They're scattering to the northwest!" Sang Zhitao exclaimed, then looked at the spot where the stars had left, where the cracks in the sky amidst the lightning and thunder resembled gaping maws of an abyss.
"The sky has cracked..." Madam Luan's face was extremely pale, and her soft murmur was filled with disbelief.
"How could this be..." Qingyan's face appeared extremely pale under the lightning.
“Isn’t this the real crisis of the Three Realms?” Sang Zhitao couldn’t help but say. Then she looked at Madam Luan. “The end of the world has appeared, and monsters have emerged. It seems that all the previous incidents were just a harbinger of disaster.”
"The end of the world has arrived..." Madam Luan frowned, her hands rapidly forming hand seals on the flying boat. With the blessing of dozens of acceleration spells, the flying boat sped forward at an unimaginable speed.
"Crack..." Sang Zhitao heard a crisp breaking sound, looked down and saw that there were obvious cracks in the railing she was holding, and more cracks appeared on the deck.
"The ship is about to break apart!" she hurriedly warned Madam Luan and the other woman.
Qingyan looked down at the deck beneath her feet, her expression changing: "The boat can't hold that much air!"
"Never mind, Qingyan, hold the ship steady and don't let it break apart. We must get back to Qingliang Cave as soon as possible! Taotao, protect yourself!!" Madam Luan continued to cast a few more spells before her voice came from the thunder.
Qingyan nodded emphatically and hurriedly cast a spell to forcibly stabilize the ship, which was already full of cracks.
Sang Zhitao quickly grabbed the railing and curled up in a corner with her head down.
Perhaps because the ship was already half-destroyed, its ability to block gusts of wind had vanished, and Sang Zhitao was nearly blown over to the stern. Luckily, Qingyan stepped on her skirt and caught her: "Come back to your original form and into my arms!!"
Sang Zhitao crawled back to Qingyan's legs on all fours, closed her eyes slightly, and transformed herself into a phoenix the size of a peacock before quickly climbing into Qingyan's arms.
"Make it smaller!" she shouted again.
Sang Zhitao continued to shrink herself to the size of a palm, braving the storm, and rolled into Qingyan's clothes with a burst of strength.
Upon seeing this, Qingyan and Madam Luan exchanged a glance and simultaneously withdrew their spells.
"Ahead lies Hurricane Valley, and it will be difficult for us to fly across with our physical strength!" Madam Luan steadied herself in the gale.
Qingyan looked up at the stronger winds in Hurricane Valley than ever before, and without hesitation transformed into her original form: "I'll protect you!"
“But…” Madam Luan hesitated.
"It's too late!" Qingyan urged.
Seeing this, Madam Luan no longer hesitated and went directly into Qingyan's belly.
Qingyan used the dragon claw to protect Lady Luan as they rushed directly into Hurricane Valley.
Each gust of wind felt like a sharp blade cutting into her body.
Even the dragon race, a divine beast race blessed with indestructible bodies, had its skin easily cut open and penetrated its flesh by this even more powerful hurricane.
Drops of dragon blood were scattered everywhere by the wind, even turning the colorless wind red.
"You'll die if you do that!" Madam Luan looked at Qingyan with slightly red eyes.
Qingyan's words were cut off by the wind, reaching her and Sang Zhitao's ears intermittently: "No, we're already halfway there!"
"But you...!" Madam Luan didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning behind her words was clear to all three people present.
"I'll try!" Sang Zhitao took out a jade pendant from her body. "Can you protect us? Qingyan is injured!"
The jade pendant flashed in the air, then flew to Qingyan and entered her brow.
In an instant, a green and blue light appeared on Qingyan's body.
With the appearance of light, the damage caused by the wind to Qingyan suddenly disappeared.
Seeing this, Madam Luan quickly reached out and stroked Qingyan, and streams of white energy continuously flowed into Qingyan's body, and Qingyan's wounds slowly healed.
They quickly flew away from Hurricane Valley.
"It's not far now, let's fly over there and see." Looking at the increasing number of lightning spots as they got closer to Qingliang Cave, Madam Luan frowned. "I didn't bring a spare flying boat."
"They should be fine." Qingyan touched the jade pendant on her forehead and then looked at the green light shield protecting the three of them.
The three of them flew together toward the Cool Cave, and the light shield safely escorted them to their destination.
"Elder Qing!" The three of them saw Elder Qing and the clan leaders and cave masters working together to protect the formation, and hurriedly went to greet them.
“Three hours ago, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, followed by thunder and lightning. The stars all scattered to the northwest. It seems that the prophesied catastrophe is coming from here.”
"What do we need to do?" After hearing what Elder Qing said, which was the same as what Sang Zhitao said, Madam Luan nodded and asked.
Old Master Qing looked at Sang Zhitao: "Taotao, do you have a solution?"
"Nuwa mended the sky," Sang Zhitao sighed.
"Nuwa patching up the sky?" Perhaps because the worlds share a common origin, this world also has the legend of Nuwa patching up the sky. So when Sang Zhitao mentioned this, no one showed any doubt. They just hesitated, wondering who should be needed to patch up the sky.
Sang Zhitao looked at Qingyan, her face flashing through her mind.
Seeing that she remained silent and kept staring at Qingyan, the crowd began to have some guesses.
"You need... a banquet?" Senior Sister Qinglan's face was filled with disbelief.
Sang Zhitao bit her lip: "I've been wondering why Qingyan has been unable to ascend. I've met people on Earth whose souls are from the same source as hers. I suspect there's something wrong with her soul, and I even suspect she's a reincarnation of the consciousness of this world."
As she spoke, she turned to look at the crack in the sky, the depths of which were abyssal black, exuding a chilling aura: "But now I can confirm that you are a reincarnation, and that your soul has been divided, which is why you cannot merge with the Dao and ascend, and the Heavenly Dao has lost its support because you cannot return."
"Then do I need to merge with the Dao now?" Qingyan asked, frowning.
"Qingyan!" Qinglan's worried voice rang out.
“I’m afraid you’ll need that person from Earth to come back with you, otherwise you would have already achieved Dao integration.” Sang Zhitao shook her head.
“Qingyan!!” Qinglan’s voice rang out again.
"Senior sister, this is my mission." Qingyan looked at Qinglan with an unwavering determination in her eyes that Qinglan could not resist.
“Qingyan…” Qinglan’s voice was tinged with sorrow.
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