Like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain, it moistens every inch of the damaged soul, attempting to make it stronger and more resilient in order to meet the upcoming final showdown.
Looking back on the terrifying moment, it was incredibly fortunate.
As a divine beast, Feng Qingyun was born with mysterious, powerful, and unique strength, like a darling of heaven and earth, bearing the mission and glory bestowed upon her by the universe.
When the Heavenly Dao unleashed that fatal blow, enough to destroy everything and make all things in the world tremble, Qin Qianluo felt an unprecedented crisis and despair.
However, with her indomitable will and dedication to her mission, she gave it her all.
He forcibly separated from Feng Qingyun with a resolute, courageous, and fearless attitude.
In that instant, it was as if an invisible force from the depths of the universe tore them apart.
The excruciating pain overwhelmed Qin Qianluo like a surging tide, the heart-wrenching pain almost shattering her soul.
Therefore, to outsiders, Feng Qingyun seemed to have vanished from the world along with Qin Qianluo, turning into wisps of ethereal smoke and disappearing into the vast天地 (heaven and earth).
However, in reality, Feng Qingyun cleverly opened a passage to the mysterious and hidden divine beast space by using the unique mysterious characteristics of divine beasts.
It successfully returned to that paradise-like place, preserving its powerful strength, waiting for the moment to return to the world and fight alongside its master once again.
At this moment, the Sword Sect members, who had been closely cooperating with Xin Zimo around the Heavenly Dao and fiercely fighting against it, were pleasantly surprised to find that their sect leader had awakened.
A flash of surprise and relief crossed their eyes, like fireworks suddenly bursting in the darkness, illuminating their previously worried faces.
A wave of emotion welled up in our hearts, as if we had finally seen the dawn after a long and terrible nightmare.
Yes, this time is completely different from the past. Fortunately, the sect leader's soul still stubbornly remains in the world.
This is undoubtedly their greatest comfort in this arduous battle, and a powerful motivation for them to continue fighting.
Yao Guang, this young and resilient disciple, has just experienced a crisis that almost completely swallowed her up, as if she were struggling alone in a dark abyss, nearly losing herself.
Her eyes, which were originally as clear as lake water, turned red with extreme anger and struggle, as if burning with two flames, revealing the pain and torment in her heart.
Her mind was teetering on the brink of collapse, and she nearly fell into an irreversible abyss of demonic possession.
Just when she was about to be completely swallowed by darkness, Qin Qianluo's awakening was like a ray of dawn breaking through the darkness.
It was like a pair of warm and strong hands that pulled her back from the edge of the cliff.
Her reddened eyes gradually regained their former clarity and brightness as Qin Qianluo woke up.
That bright light seemed to dispel all the darkness in the world, restoring peace and tranquility.
Xin Ziming, the Sword Sect members, and Long Nanzhi seemed to receive a mysterious telepathic connection at the same moment, reaching a tacit understanding that required no words.
They exchanged a glance, a look of unwavering determination and trust, a resolute commitment to leave the opportunity to deliver the fatal blow to Heaven to Qin Qianluo.
That gaze was like a silent vow, filling the air with a solemn and sacred aura.
Heaven's will is so keen that it instantly discerned everyone's intentions.
An overwhelming sense of humiliation surged within Him, burning like a raging fire, and hatred spread like a poisonous vine, almost completely consuming His reason.
His once majestic gaze now became ferocious and twisted, filled with madness and despair.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Qin Qianluo's solidified soul, as if he wanted to shatter it instantly with his gaze to vent his hatred.
However, He found himself helplessly bound by the crowd, as if trapped in an invisible yet resilient net, unable to break free.
Despite possessing immense and terrifying power, He was like a trapped beast under the combined attack of the crowd.
Even with extraordinary abilities, it would be difficult to use them. As the saying goes, two fists cannot fight four hands. At this moment, the Heavenly Dao has fallen into a desperate situation of isolation and helplessness.
It seems that only the judgment of fate and endless darkness await Him.
In this chaotic space where time seems to stand still, every minute and every second is infinitely extended, as if the clock of the universe has slowed down its pace at this moment.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Qianluo finally slowly opened her eyes again.
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