That is one of the ancient divine beasts, bearing the majesty and glory of countless ages. Its spiritual power is so great that it can be described as extraordinary and unparalleled in the entire world.
It seems to symbolize the most brilliant and destructive force in the world.
At this moment, Haoyue was like a helpless and terrified child in endless darkness, gripped tightly by fear, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
In a near-desperate posture, it tightly curled up its data body, as if in doing so it could escape the ever-present danger.
It cried out hysterically in its heart: Host, please come and save it!
It felt as if it were standing on the edge of a bottomless abyss, where even the slightest breeze would send it plummeting into an abyss of no return.
They could be completely crushed and reduced to nothingness at any moment by Feng Qingyun's overwhelming and destructive spiritual power.
You have to understand that for the past three long and agonizing days, these people below had been like a pack of hungry and ferocious wolves.
With a watchful and scrutinizing gaze, it stared intently at the data, as if its gaze could penetrate the data shell and reveal its deepest secrets.
After much anticipation, the host finally woke up, and they thought they could see a glimmer of hope and a chance to escape their predicament.
However, they still showed no sign of leaving, and the continuous pressure was like a mountain pressing down on them.
It was so intense it seemed to tear the halo of light apart. Haoyue thought to herself, "This is terrifying!"
For a fleeting moment, it seemed as if its "life" was composed of data.
The next second, it will completely dissipate in this endless fear, disappearing from this world forever without leaving a trace.
Qin Qianluo was in the tent, and the air around her seemed to be made restless by the intense argument between Feng Qingyun and Haoyue in her mind.
Feng Qingyun's voice was like a raging storm, filled with resentment and anger, exploding in waves like a dense drumbeat.
Every word was imbued with a burning emotion, as if it wanted to incinerate this small space.
Haoyue's cold, mechanical electronic voice, however, was like a ghost hidden in the darkness, only occasionally uttering a word or two in response.
Like an icicle in the cold night, though short, it was incredibly sharp, piercing Feng Qingyun's most sensitive nerve with unerring precision, instantly enraging her completely.
Enraged, she was like an angry little beast, furious and completely out of control, her emotions surging forth like a burst dam, unstoppable.
Qin Qianluo was filled with helplessness and sighed deeply, the sigh seemingly emanating slowly from the depths of her soul.
It carries a deep weariness, powerlessness, and lingering anxiety about this chaotic situation.
She slowly turned her neck, her gaze sweeping over Su Jinyun, the Emperor Emeritus, Mu Yunxi, and the others beside her like a gentle stream.
His eyes revealed a firm and unwavering expression, like the brightest star in the night sky.
Immediately afterwards, with gentle yet irresistible movements, she slightly raised her hand and led everyone into the space.
Upon entering the space, Qin Qianluo's gaze instantly became as sharp and keen as a falcon's, and she quickly scanned the distance.
In the blink of an eye, they spotted Feng Qingyun and the others.
Looking up in that direction, you can see a transparent halo emitting a soft glow floating in mid-air.
The halo was like a mysterious pearl, isolated from the world, emitting a dreamlike glow in the slightly dim space.
As it flickers slightly, it seems to be telling everyone a mysterious past that no one knows.
It was like a silent yet mysterious warning emanating from this space, causing ripples to stir the heart.
Without hesitation, Qin Qianluo strode off, her feet barely touching the ground, and led the Emperor Emeritus and the others in a hurried run in that direction.
Her steps were quick and firm, each step landing heavily on the ground with a dull thud.
It was as if it wanted to crush the oppressive and tense atmosphere in the space, which was as heavy as lead.
Feng Qingyun was originally arguing heatedly, her face flushed, and her emotions were at their peak, her whole body like a torch that had been lit.
It radiated furious flames, like an active volcano about to erupt, ready to devour everything around it at any moment.
Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Qin Qianluo's familiar and warm figure.
In an instant, she seemed to be frozen by an invisible and powerful magic spell; all the words that were being spoken in a heated argument came to an abrupt halt, like water suddenly frozen in time.
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