Yun Che finally "woke up".
Helian Lingzhu and Mo Cangying, who were about to leave, heard the noise and turned around together, seeing that Yun Che had already opened his eyes.
Helian Lingzhu's eyes showed joy, but she maintained the dignity of a princess of the dynasty and smiled faintly: "You are awake."
Mo Cangying's gaze was more of surprise and scrutiny.
With such serious injuries, it was beyond his expectation that he could be brought back alive, and he woke up so quickly.
Yun Che moved his body, but was unable to raise his upper body. He could only try his best to show a hint of gratitude: “Thank you both... for saving my life.”
Mo Cangying narrowed his eyes: "How do you know that we saved you?"
Yun Che said calmly: “In fact, I have retained some consciousness, but I was seriously injured and could not wake up.”
Helian Lingzhu and Mo Cangying were both shocked.
The severity of his injuries was clearly seen by both of them. In that state... he was still conscious?
This is almost beyond their understanding.
Yun Che’s eyes were pure, showing only weakness and gratitude due to his severe injuries: “Princess Helian, Brother Mo, I will definitely repay you for saving my life in the future…”
In just a few words, it seemed that he had exhausted all his energy, and every word he spoke would become weaker. Helian Lingzhu said: "Okay, your injuries are too serious, you should rest well first. If you express your gratitude, you can say it after you recover."
"This is the best Huitian Pavilion in Helian Tianfu. The Huangxuan aura accumulated here will help you recover from your injuries. You can just rest assured and recuperate."
Compared to Helian Lingzhu, Mo Cangying's tone was much colder. He asked, "What's your name? Where are you from? Why are you so badly injured? And why did you set foot in my Linyuan Realm?"
The Linyuan Realm is surrounded by sandstorms and is close to the sea of fog. The active power here is the sandstone power that most Xuan practitioners are most reluctant to cultivate. Therefore, few outsiders force their way through the sandstorm to get here.
Yun Che was silent for a while, then murmured, “Linyuan Realm?”
Then, he lowered his voice a little: "I don't know. When I woke up, I was already in the sandstorm, my whole body was in pain, and in my mind... I only vaguely saw a few scary scenes, it seemed that many people were chasing me... Other than that, it was all darkness and blankness... I didn't know where I was, let alone how I got here... Hiss!"
It seemed that his “severely injured” soul sea was affected, and a trace of pain appeared on Yun Che’s face, but he immediately suppressed it with great effort.
"Heh." Mo Cangying sneered, "It's human nature to be on guard against others. You could just keep silent. Why make up such a lame excuse?"
Yun Che raised his head, his weak eyes staring directly into Mo Cangying’s cold eyes without any fear: “Brother Mo, Princess, you are my lifesavers. I am extremely grateful in my heart. How can I have the face to lie to you?”
Mo Cangying's face was still cold, and just as he was about to speak, Helian Lingzhu reached out and touched his shoulder: "After such a serious injury, the soul must have been severely damaged. It is normal for the memory to be chaotic."
Yun Che turned his head and smiled, expressing his gratitude.
His eyes were too clear, so clear that not a trace of lies could be tolerated.
Such eyes made Helian Lingzhu's breathing pause for a moment, and her gaze shifted slightly unconsciously.
"Then... can you remember your name?" Helian Lingzhu asked.
"..." Mo Cangying glanced sideways. Because her voice was too gentle, as if she was facing a wounded fawn, afraid to scare him.
“Yun…Che…” Yun Che said slowly: “This is the only name that vaguely floats in my blank memory. It’s probably my name.”
“Yun Che… Yun?” Helian Lingzhu frowned slightly. This was a very rare surname in the Abyss. It did not exist in the Linyuan Realm, nor did it belong to any of the prosperous clans or powerful people that dominated the Abyss. It only existed in a remote corner of the Abyss surname registry.
But... this name fits him so well.
Be it the eyes, the voice, the face... or even the demeanor that could not be concealed even though he was seriously injured and weak.
"That's all." Mo Cangying was too lazy to say anything more and turned his back: "Junior Sister Lingzhu, we should go see our Master."
"Okay." Helian Lingzhu nodded, her tone still as gentle as water: "Mr. Yun, you can rest assured here, there will be no outsiders disturbing you here. When your injury heals, you should be able to remember some things."
Helian Lingzhu and Mo Cangying left, and the surroundings became quiet.
Compared to the outside world, the mysterious energy here is very gentle, and is mixed with dozens of different medicinal scents. It is indeed as Helian Lingzhu said, it should be a special place for healing.
Unfortunately, no matter how good the healing methods in this world are, they cannot compare to his body's self-healing.
Except...the "white big sister" mentioned by Hong'er.
Yun Che slowly raised his hand to sense Yuan Chen's presence.
Compared to the sandstorm-ravaged desert where he woke up, the Abyss Dust here is ten times thinner. For the Abyss Mysterious Practitioners who were born in the Abyss and have long been accustomed to the Abyss Dust, they may not be able to sense its existence.
But for Yun Che, who had just arrived in this world, Yuan Chen's existence was still as clear as a substance.
It was like a creature that was used to living in the air, suddenly being thrown into a world filled with endless poison. The "poison" was everywhere, penetrating every hole, silently and cruelly devouring the skin, flesh, bones, blood, vitality... and soul.
The raised fingers, the moving body, and even the released spiritual sense all seemed to be immersed in an invisible quagmire.
His vision, hearing, smell, and perception were all suppressed to less than 10% of their original levels.
This was in the city after Yuan Chen was isolated as much as possible.
Outside the city... and the legendary sea of fog are even more unimaginable.
On the other hand, the profound elements here were extremely strong, and the plane completely tore through the boundaries of what Yun Che had once perceived and understood.
In the world he was born in, the God Realm was the highest plane of existence. But this place was far superior to the God Realm than the God Realm was to the lower planes.
And this is not the kingdom of God yet.
Wherever the fingers reach, the space they touch is extremely tough.
With his power at its peak, the space in the divine realm was as fragile as thin paper, and he could cause an area of space to collapse with a wave of his hand.
And here, even with all his strength, he could only create tiny ripples.
With the same talent, the same effort, and the same resources, the speed and upper limit of cultivation here are undoubtedly far beyond the world he came from.
But at the same time, it has to withstand the erosion of the abyss dust.
Even in this healing place with layers of isolation, the thin abyss dust was still silently invading his body.
The description from the Ancestral God himself made Yun Che understand the essence of Yuan Chen very clearly. It was the power of destruction that was separated from the most primitive chaos.
The primordial abyss, the primordial power of destruction, anyone as strong as the true God or the God of Creation would be annihilated if they fell into it.
The abyss dust is the original power of destruction diluted countless times. When it is thin enough, it can be resisted by a strong enough profound force. At the level of a true god, it can be perfectly isolated... That is the "divine grace" that protects the kingdom of God.
However, it is absolutely impossible to control it like controlling the mysterious power!
Because no matter how weak the power of destruction is, it is after all the most primitive power of chaos, and it is the ancestral power that gave birth to the ancestor god.
How can the spirit of this world control it?
With his arms lowered, Yun Che quietly closed his eyes, silently sensing and resisting Yuan Chen. His spiritual sense was also slowly released, extending to a farther space.
Soon, his spiritual sense detected the voices of Helian Lingzhu and Mo Cangying talking.
"...That kid's surname is Yun. There has never been a famous name under this surname, and it is even more impossible for him to be from the Kingdom of God. Junior Sister Lingzhu, you are destined to be disappointed this time."
"..." Helian Lingzhu did not respond.
"There are still twenty-seven days before the opening of the Linshen Realm." Mo Cangying's tone was slightly deep, with a bit of determination: "We have been in decline for many years, and it is destined to be difficult to make a breakthrough this time. But don't worry, this time when you enter the Linshen Realm, I would rather give up all the opportunities than leave you even a step, and I will definitely help you complete the breakthrough."
"..." Helian Lingzhu still did not respond.
"Junior Sister Lingzhu?" Mo Cangying glanced sideways.
“Ah?” Helian Lingzhu suddenly came back to her senses, and then said naturally: “I was thinking, why not ask Master to heal Yun Che’s injuries, after all, he is so injured…”
Mo Cangying stopped suddenly.
Helian Lingzhu also knew that what she said was inappropriate, and she could not say anything else.
Mo Cangying looked at her and said slowly: "Master is approaching the end of his life. He has been suffering from illness for many years, but he still has to support Helian Tianfu. There should be no extra losses. We have saved that kid here, which is a great favor. You have been working hard for the affairs of the Linshen Realm recently... In any case, there is no reason for you to devote so much thought to an outsider with unknown origins."
"Besides," he said with a slightly cold look, "I don't believe what he said."
Helian Lingzhu did not insist or refute, and said with guilt: "Ninth Senior Brother is teaching me that I have been confused recently and have not considered things properly. I always thought that I could rely on making some good connections to bring Helian some luck or miracles."
Yes, the only thing that can save Helian from his current situation is fate or a miracle. How sad.
Mo Cangying opened his lips. He had wanted to point out that Helian Lingzhu's attitude towards Yun Che was a little too strange, but facing her words and sadness at the moment, it was difficult for him to say it.
He must have been overthinking it.
"After discussing the matter of this Linyuan meeting with Master, I will return to the court immediately. As for Yun Che, as you said, we have done our best, so we will leave him here. It doesn't matter whether he will remember the kindness we have shown you in the future. Asking for a reward for a favor will only insult the Helian style."
Mo Cangying looked relaxed and nodded heavily.
It seemed that she had indeed overthought her obviously strange attitude towards Yun Che... It was just that the meeting at Lin Yuan was approaching and she was too eager to gain an opportunity.
The figures and voices of the two people were getting farther and farther away. Yun Che’s spiritual sense also quietly followed them, gradually becoming weaker and weaker under the erosion of Yuan Chen.
Yun Che’s soul power surged, and he continued to follow the two people with his spiritual sense.
His heart, soul, and even his profound veins all had an extremely strong feeling for this windy and sandy place called "Linyuan Realm".
He must find an opportunity, and naturally he must know as much information as possible.
The two of them walked for a long distance, and at this time, the aura of the old man named Kuxian appeared in their spiritual perception.
With Ku Xian’s cultivation level, if Yun Che continued to advance recklessly, there was a high possibility that he would be discovered.
Just as he was about to withdraw his spiritual perception, his heartstrings suddenly fluttered slightly.
This is the abyss, so he must be cautious in everything. When his spiritual sense follows the two people, he must concentrate his mind and be extremely careful.
When he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that his spiritual sense, which had been weakened by the abyss of dust ten breaths ago, was not suppressed to a greater extent at this moment. Instead... it became slightly clearer.
When he concentrated his mind and extended his spiritual perception, the abyss of dust that he touched was unconsciously repelled by his soul power.
He withdrew his mind, raised his hand again, narrowed his eyes slightly, and used his five fingers to sense Yuan Chen's presence again.
After a long while, he murmured softly: "He Ling, tell me, is it possible for me to...control Yuan Chen..."
No one responded. He remained there in this position for several hours.
Yuanchen, the original power of destruction diluted countless times. Even a true god or a creator god could only resist it, not control it.
However, his body and his existence were the holy body of nothingness bestowed by Xiao Lingxi (the ancestor god).
The last world-defying heavenly book left by Xia Qingyue allowed him to complete the Ancestral Divine Art.
So……
Is it possible that...
…
During the long silence, Yun Che's pupils gradually solidified until they turned into an inexplicable emptiness.
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