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Yunxiu watched helplessly as his master's immortal power flowed along the black and red light patterns, and even the hands hanging by his sides began to emit tiny spots of light.
If this continues, Master will completely disappear.
"Yan Xiu! Stop it!"
She twisted her body desperately, and her plain robe was torn by the light chain. Blood flowed down along the light chain, but was greedily sucked away by the patterns of the magic circle.
The cold light in the groove was still rising, enveloping the restless divine power in her body, as if to uproot her spiritual veins.
Yan Xiu stood in the center of the magic circle, and the divine power around him was as thick as fog.
"Look at me!"
Yunxiu raised his hand towards Yan Xiu, and the divine power at his fingertips gently collided with his origin.
"What have you forgotten... Don't you remember us? Look at me, don't you know who I am?"
The moment the words fell, Yan Xiu's hand that was manipulating the light chain suddenly paused.
The flow rate of the black and red light pattern suddenly slowed down, and the light chain wrapped around the master's wrist even loosened slightly.
Yunxiu could clearly feel the divine power within him becoming disordered, as if two forces were tearing at each other, one violent, the other struggling.
She could even hear Yan Xiu's inner voice. Chaotic, complex; love, hatred... mixed together, shattering crisply between the two of them.
"I don't want her to die... I don't want to... I can't do it..."
"Don't listen to her!"
The roar of the remnant soul exploded in Yan Xiu's consciousness.
"It has come to this. If you don't do this, everyone will die!"
Yan Xiu's fingertips began to tremble, and he looked down at the bloodstains on Yun Xiu's palm.
Xiao Que'er loves beauty and always likes to wear flowers in her hair, but now it's all covered in blood.
"What are you hesitating about?!"
Seeing that he didn't move, the remnant soul began to madly attack his spiritual veins.
"Your body can't hold on any longer! The divine power has begun to backfire! If we don't take action now, we will all die!"
Yan Xiu's chest heaved violently, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged more obviously. Divine power dripped down through his fingers, landing on the patterns of the magic circle, stirring up tiny fragments of light.
He looked at the tears in Yunxiu's eyes and his master's increasingly transparent body, and suddenly remembered the little white bird that landed on his chest before his death in the fifth life.
At that time, he used up his last bit of strength to set up the seal, just to protect this little creature. How could it have come to this?
Yunxiu looked at him, tears welling in her eyes.
She raised her head and gently kissed the other person on the cheek.
She said, "Brother... why are you in so much pain? Can't you remember who I am?"
Yan Xiu's eyes suddenly became clear for a moment.
"That's enough."
Yan Xiu's voice suddenly rang out, with a barely perceptible tremor. He raised his hand, no longer injecting divine power into the magic circle. Instead, he mobilized the remaining essence in his body and swung it towards the light chain wrapped around Yun Xiu.
He held Yunxiu's hand in reverse and poured all his strength into it as if he was risking everything.
The moment the cold white divine power hit the black and red light chain, there was a crisp "crack" sound, and the surface of the light chain was instantly covered with cracks.
Something in Yunxiu's chest broke. With a soft, delicate sound, it felt as if some force surged out, rushing out through the gap opened by Yanxiu. It intertwined with the power Yanxiu had passed on to her, forming a sharp blade of light.
"Wu Xin—summon!"
Her immortal power was unstable and she seldom used the sword, but at this moment she couldn't care less about anything.
Yunxiu roared, slashing the light blade fiercely at the light chain wrapped around her master. This time, she didn't hold back any strength, using all the known and unknown powers within her body. Like a bolt of lightning tearing through the darkness, she instantly shattered the light chain.
Master's body was freed from its restraints and slowly fell to the ground. Although he was still unconscious, the rate at which his spiritual energy was lost had obviously slowed down, and the light spots on his stone-colored robes had also stopped dissipating.
Yunxiu didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and turned around to chop the light chains on the other people.
Yu Wei's condition was the worst. His eyes were still tightly closed, and the immortal power around him was as weak as a candle in the wind. If he was a step later, he might not be able to save himself.
Yan Xiu stood aside, the divine power around him gradually faded away, revealing the blood-stained black tights underneath.
His face was as pale as paper, and every time he raised his hand, it caused pain in his spiritual veins.
Yan Xiu turned his back and whispered, "Let's go... We can't hold out here for much longer."
Yunxiu had just helped Yingtang down when he heard the words and immediately turned around: "What about you?"
"I..." Yan Xiu shook his head. He raised his hand and pressed on his chest. The fluctuations of divine power there became more and more chaotic.
"The remaining soul in my body is connected to the ancient god. If I leave, he will follow my scent and find you. Only if I stay here can I temporarily restrain him."
He fished out a half-piece of banyan leaf jade pendant from his bosom. It was a relic left by Senior Sister Jing Er, and it was now gleaming faintly. Yan Xiu pressed the jade pendant into Yun Xiu's hand. "Take this; it will conceal your presence. There's a secret passage in the back mountain that leads directly down. Let's go."
"I...I'm sorry. See you next time, I..."
Yunxiu clutched the jade pendant, its warmth radiating from her fingertips, yet she couldn't move. She looked at Yan Xiu's pale face, the cold white light growing thicker in his eyes—the remnant soul was regaining control, and if she didn't leave, even he would be completely devoured.
“Senior Brother…”
"Walk!"
Yan Xiu suddenly raised his voice, and the dark color in his eyes was instantly covered by cold white.
Yunxiu gritted her teeth, knowing now was not the time to hesitate. She raised her hand and gathered her unconscious fellow disciples together, gently supporting their bodies with her divine power, and flew towards the secret passage Yan Xiu had pointed out.
Before leaving, she took one last look at Yan Xiu. He was standing in the center of the magic circle. The divine power around him became chaotic again, with black, red and cold white intertwined together, like a storm about to erupt.
"I will come back to find you." Yunxiu muttered to himself, turned around and disappeared at the entrance of the secret passage.
But just as she flew out of the secret passage with her fellow disciples, she was hit hard by the scene in front of her.
A huge hole was torn in the sky, and the dark red clouds looked like they were stained with blood. Two red suns hung in the air, like the cold pupils of an ancient god, staring at the earth below.
Blood rain poured down from the sky, carrying a sticky fishy smell. It made a "sizzling" sound when it fell to the ground, instantly dyeing the originally green grass black.
In the village farther away, black fog was spreading along with the blood rain.
All the villagers who could be seen fell into a coma, their bodies cocooned in black fog, like frozen sculptures.
The cloth shoe embroidered with fish patterns by the river was now floating in the blood. The white silk thread on the tip of the shoe was dyed dark red, like a drop of solidified tear.
"how so……"
Yunxiu's heart sank suddenly. She could clearly feel that a huge divine power was coming from the direction of the back mountain of the forbidden area, stronger than any time before.
The ancient gods have resurrected.
The fellow disciple was still unconscious, but the cold white power around him was trembling slightly, as if echoing the divine power in the sky.
Divine power... that wasn't the power of their immortal spirits. Yunxiu looked at the palm of his hand.
There was a faint light golden halo on Yu Wei's fingertips. It was his talent for sensing divine power. Even if he was blind and unconscious, he could still capture the breath of the ancient gods. The light green immortal power left by Yingtang unconsciously flowed around them, like a layer of gauze, temporarily protecting their spiritual veins.
"Hold on a little longer."
Yunxiu said softly that she placed her fellow disciples in a hidden cave and used her divine power to set up a barrier at the entrance.
"I'll go check out the situation and be back soon."
After saying this, she turned and flew towards the mountain behind the forbidden area. The blood rain hit her clothes, instantly dyeing them dark red, but she didn't bother to wipe it off.
She must know how Yan Xiu is doing now and to what extent the ancient gods have been revived.
As they approached the forbidden area's back mountain, a suffocating pressure washed over them. Yunxiu, hiding behind a massive black rock, peered out and saw a massive golden shadow condensing in the central groove of the magic circle.
Silver-white hair fell on her shoulders, and her robe, woven with moon white and light gold, exuded a divine aura.
His figure was much clearer than before, no longer an illusory light mist, but one could clearly see the patterns on his robes, and even feel the divine majesty emanating from his body.
The patterns of the magic circle were still continuously transmitting divine power into his body. The immortal power of his master that had been extracted before, Yan Xiu's original divine power, and the fragments of divinity scattered between heaven and earth were pouring into his body like a tide.
“Fifty percent…”
Yunxiu's pupils suddenly contracted. She could clearly feel that the divine power in the ancient god's body had reached half. Although it had not yet fully recovered, it already had the ability to launch physical attacks.
Yan Xiu, meanwhile, was being restrained by the ancient gods' divine power beside the magic circle. His dark-colored suit was soaked in blood, his head lowered slightly, his long hair obscuring his face, making it impossible to discern his expression.
But Yunxiu could sense that the remnant soul within him had completely seized control. The divine power pulsating around him was completely consistent with the divine power of the ancient gods.
"Senior Brother..." Yunxiu wanted to rush forward, but was blocked by an invisible force.
"After hiding for so long, you're finally willing to come out?"
The ancient god slowly turned his head, and his cyan-gold pupils fell on the black stone where Yunxiu was hiding.
As soon as she finished speaking, a golden blade of light suddenly slashed towards the black stone. Yunxiu instinctively gathered her divine power barrier, but the power of the blade far exceeded her imagination, and the barrier was instantly shattered. She was shocked and took three steps back. A dull pain in her heart made her almost vomit blood.
Yan Xiu raised his head at this time, his eyes were completely covered with cold white, without a trace of emotion.
He raised his hand, and a blade of light condensed in his palm, which he swung towards Yunxiu.
“Senior Brother!”
Yan Xiu did not respond, but launched another attack.
Light blades rained down on Yunxiu, each one precisely catching her vulnerable spot. Clearly, the remnant soul had not only taken over his body, but also inherited all of his sword skills and his understanding of Yunxiu.
Yunxiu could only dodge in a panic, not daring to fight back. She was afraid of hurting Yan Xiu's body, and worried that her divine power would aggravate the damage to his spiritual veins.
But if she continues like this, she will be hit by the light blade sooner or later. Then not only will she be unable to save Yan Xiu, but she herself will also become a sacrifice for the revival of the ancient god.
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