Soon, a series of shrill screams and painful roars echoed from Mount Suxian.
Leng Yue was startled and shouted at Qian Chen, "Qian Chen, we were wrong, we were wrong!"
Because of the sudden darkness, the fighting stopped. Qianchen, following the sound, groped his way to Lengyue's side. "What happened? What went wrong?"
Leng Yue gripped Qian Chen tightly; in the darkness, it seemed only he could give her strength. "Wrong, the dark energy is coming now, the hell on earth has truly arrived..."
"Hahaha, hell on earth? I'll show you what real hell on earth is like!" The voice of the beast turned unpleasant, rough and calloused as if it had been ground by a grinding wheel. But Leng Yue knew it was the beast's voice!
A faint light appeared, and everyone present on Mount Suxian could see their surroundings. Humans have an innate love and trust for light, but this light was not what Leng Yue desired.
A faint light shone from Shen's palm. With a gentle flick of his finger, the light scattered and grew larger. The entire Suxian Mountain was enveloped in this lush green light, and Leng Yue felt a sense of oppression and discomfort.
The current Suxian Mountain is like a purgatory, dark and gloomy, filled with mournful sounds and even splattered blood. It's so similar to what I saw in my dream. Leng Yue is terrified; she fears she and Qian Chen will be trapped here forever. She fears they will become walking corpses, with no future!
"What should we do? We made a mistake!" Leng Yue was at a loss.
"Calm down, Yueyue," Qianchen said calmly, though his expression was also stern. "You see, we're alright, which means there's still a way."
"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath," Qianchen kept encouraging Leng Yue, completely ignoring her own pale face.
Cries for help, screams, and curses born of agony filled the air—a cacophony of agonizing screams. In such an environment, it's easy for a person to break down. Leng Yue was no exception. She had never suffered much hardship, and with Qian Chen's presence, her life had become too easy, so easy that she had forgotten how to face such a horrific situation.
Fortunately, Qianchen was still by her side, and fortunately, Qianchen was still offering her advice. In any case, Leng Yue finally calmed down.
Seeing that Leng Yue had regained her composure, Qian Chen smiled with relief, "My Yueyue is amazing, you must keep it up!"
After Qianchen finished speaking, he collapsed. Leng Yue hurriedly caught him, only then noticing how pale Qianchen's face was. "You were affected too, weren't you? Why didn't you say so sooner?"
"It's okay, it's okay. Even if I really turn into a zombie, I will still love you." Qianchen's eyes showed more and more white, and his body began to stiffen.
"No! How can I let you be trapped here!" Leng Yue cried loudly, "We promised to be together for all eternity, but now that you're gone, who can I be with for eternity!"
Qianchen reached out to wipe Lengxue's tears, only to find that her fingernails had also turned bluish-black. "Ugh, so ugly! How can I touch my Yueyue like this? My wife is so beautiful..."
Qianchen's voice grew weaker and weaker, and his throat began to make a "hoho" sound. Looking around again, Lengyue discovered that Suxian Mountain was now teeming with zombie-like creatures.
The darkness was impenetrable, the greenish specks of light gleaming with a nauseating glow. Leng Yue held Qian Chen, muttering repeatedly, "It's not like this, it's not like this, Su Xian Mountain shouldn't be like this..."
"You're actually alright? Hahaha, I knew it, the Heart of Immortal Tracing must be with you!" The demon became disgusting, tearing away his handsome exterior to reveal only a dirty, ugly, dark mass.
Unpleasant sounds emanated from the dark, fleshy mass. The creature relentlessly approached Leng Yue, its tentacles extending towards her body, one after another, like a cocoon, enveloping her.
Leng Yue seemed oblivious, yet also as if she knew everything. "Is that so? The Heart of the Immortal? The Heart of the Immortal?"
Seeing that Leng Yue offered no resistance, the dragon was overjoyed and accelerated the speed at which it extended its tentacles. They were densely packed, like straws, trying to absorb the power from Leng Yue. "They're all mine now! They should have been mine five hundred years ago! Hahaha, hahaha..."
The dragon seemed to see victory beckoning to it, and burst into uncontrollable laughter. Suddenly, the dragon's laughter stopped abruptly, and all the tentacles that had been wrapped around Leng Yue fell off. "How is this possible?"
"Why is it impossible?" Leng Yue's entire body was covered in dark lumps of flesh and tentacles, but she didn't care at all. She walked step by step to the side of the demon, like a demon crawling out of hell.
"What...what do you want?" The dragon kept retreating, but with most of its tentacles gone, it retreated very slowly.
Leng Yue smiled, "You don't want the Heart of Immortal Tracing anymore? Why are you running away?"
"I...I don't want it anymore!" He curled up into a ball, transforming back into his boy form. "Master, I don't want it anymore, I really don't want it anymore..."
She feigned a pitiful appearance, trying to soften Leng Yue's heart.
Leng Yue stopped as expected, looked at Ying and said, "Did you think I wouldn't dare kill you? What, is that all you've got?"
"No, no, no, Master, please don't kill me! I know the secret of the Heart of Immortal Tracing!" Ying looked at the dagger in Leng Yue's hand with fear.
This time, Leng Yue remained unmoved, approaching the guillotine step by step, raising her dagger high.
"I know how to save people!" Ying shouted with his eyes closed and his neck hunched.
With the blade just a millimeter away from the blade, Leng Yue withdrew it. "Speak! If you dare to lie, you will be torn to pieces!"
Hearing Leng Yue's words, Yun couldn't help but shrink back. He didn't understand what was going on. The rotting flesh on his body was something even gods and ghosts would avoid, and no weapon could harm him. Why? Why was this happening? He hadn't been hurt when Leng Yue stabbed him before!
"Speak!" Leng Yue urged impatiently.
“The Heart of Immortal Tracing can save Immortal Tracing Mountain, and can save everything here,” Ying quickly said.
"Where is the Heart of Immortal Tracing?" Leng Yue asked.
Shen also looked completely bewildered. "You really don't know?"
"Speak quickly!" Leng Yue completely ignored him.
“I suspect you are the Heart of Immortal Tracing.” Seeing Leng Yue’s disbelief, Ying explained, “Back then, we all thought the Heart of Immortal Tracing was an object, so we all hid in Immortal Tracing Mountain searching for it. But we found nothing. For so many years after you disappeared, Immortal Tracing Mountain was turned upside down, but we still couldn’t find it. Until you returned, until we discovered that you are not affected by my corrupting energy. Therefore, I have a bold guess: you are the Heart of Immortal Tracing!”
"How can we save him?" Leng Yue asked, her voice drifting far away as she looked at Qian Chen.
"To sacrifice oneself for righteousness!" Yun looked at Leng Yue. This was asking her to give up her life, and he believed that not everyone was willing to do it.
"Fine!" Leng Yue said, then prepared to commit suicide with a dagger.
"You really want to do this?" Meng asked incredulously. "Why? You'll always be the master here, and the people here will always be with you. What's wrong with that?"
"Heh, what do selfish people know!" Leng Yue had an expression that said, "I'll do what I want without explaining," which made Zun feel both annoyed and frustrated.
Speechless after being rebuked, Yun could only watch helplessly as Leng Yue plunged the dagger into her heart, as she collapsed onto Qian Chen, and as her blood slowly evaporated, purifying everything on Su Xian Mountain. Purification, huh? Yun smiled, a smile tinged with unspeakable irony.
postscript
After this calamity, Mount Suxian fell into a deep slumber. Several years later, a crystal-clear, baby-shaped fruit grew on a towering ancient tree in the Yuanxian Realm.
The fruit grew larger and larger, eventually transforming into a babbling infant. The infant was adorable and endearing, but between its eyebrows and eyes, there was a striking resemblance to the reed.
Stumbling and staggering, the infant reopened the passage and returned to Mount Suxian. But what will he experience this time?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com