Is she finally going to put an end to everything?
The edge of the deep pit was charred black and bottomless. The violent spiritual power turbulence was still raging in it, but Zhou Suyao could sense that the faint fluctuations originating from underground were coming from the depths of the pit.
"Stop her! Jump down and stop her!" For the first time, there was a hint of shock and anger in Emperor Tiandao's voice.
The words fell, like the whisper of death. In an instant, several figures with self-exposing white light, like moths to a flame, tried to stop Zhou Suyao from jumping into the deep pit.
But Zhou Suyao's eyes were cold, and the golden light of the protective technique around her became stronger and stronger. She ignored it and plunged into the unknown deep pit.
The wind whistled in her ears.
She was instantly drowned out by the sound of the self-explosion of the Tiandao assassins behind her.
On the ground, the phantoms of golden peach blossoms swayed slightly. In the center of the battlefield, Zhou Shanyuan held the peach blossom branch with his fingertips, which were barely noticeable.
And underground, what awaits Zhou Suyao is even deeper darkness.
Falling.
Keep falling.
The pungent smell of gunpowder, the violent flow of spiritual energy, and the falling rocks. Even though Zhou Suyao used her protective skills to the utmost, the flying rocks kept cutting her ears.
“Plop!”
She fell heavily to the ground, and the protective barrier flickered, but ultimately remained stubbornly intact.
The violent shock made her blood surge, and her throat felt sweet, but he forced her to swallow it down. Ignoring the pain, she immediately turned over and began to scan her surroundings.
This is a cold and damp underground space. The air is filled with a strong smell of blood and a disgusting smell of decay.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes fixed on the lamps hanging on the wall.
That was no ordinary light.
The faint and eerie green soul lamp flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp, illuminating the entire space with a chilling gloom. Looking up along the wall, under the light, one could clearly see the dense, twisted, and complex dark red runes carved into the stone wall, as well as...
Zhou Suyao's gaze moved down along the disturbing rune, and her heart suddenly stopped beating.
And... right in the center, a huge cage!
Inside the cage, a slender figure curled up, with several iron chains engraved with strange spells wrapped around her body. Those chains seemed not only to bind her, but also to constantly drain her life force.
It’s Mingluo!
"Ming Luo!" Zhou Suyao's heart seemed to be grabbed tightly, and she cried out in a lost voice.
As if hearing her voice, the figure in the cage moved very slightly and let out an imperceptible groan.
Zhou Suyao rushed forward in panic to save her, but with a "creak" sound, she realized that she seemed to have stepped on some mechanism.
But, she realized it was too late!
In an instant, something strange happened.
The strange runes on the ground and walls surrounding the cage suddenly lit up with a dazzling light. Instantly, a chilling aura filled the entire dungeon.
"Trespassing into forbidden territory will result in death!"
All around her, countless hoarse, overlapping, inhuman roars seemed to sound simultaneously from every corner of hell.
Then, those strange runes emitted countless red lights, gathering into countless red thorns, stabbing straight towards the cage that imprisoned Ming Luo.
Zhou Suyao's pupils suddenly shrank, and she instantly understood that this was the last and most vicious defense here!
Without the slightest hesitation or thought, Zhou Suyao rushed to the front of the cage, opened her arms, and tried to use her body to block the densely packed sharp thorns piercing Ming Luo.
"Don't even think about hurting her!"
She shouted sharply.
With a buzzing sound, the countless red thorns in front of her moved. They were as fierce as a storm, making a shrill sound that tore through the air.
Zhou Suyao bit her lower lip hard until she tasted the strong smell of blood. She poured the remaining spiritual power in her body into the self-protection spell without reservation. The light golden barrier was more dazzling than before, like a golden cocoon, tightly protecting her and the cage that trapped Ming Luo behind her.
Ding ding ding——!
The red thorns hit her golden barrier like raindrops, making a dull sound.
Each huge impact force penetrated the barrier and hit Zhou Suyao hard, shaking her internal organs and causing blood to flow from the corners of her mouth.
She held on tightly, her spiritual power rapidly drained away, and her meridians felt a tearing pain, causing her to gasp violently.
Her vision gradually blurred.
The spiritual consciousness is like a candle in the wind.
At this moment, ten extremely sharp red thorns pierced the same point in the center of the barrier.
The barrier could not withstand the heavy blow and made a sharp "crack" sound, followed by a tiny crack that appeared on the barrier.
Zhou Suyao's heart instantly sank.
The impact of spiritual power hit her instantly along with the tiny shattering. She groaned, her body trembling violently, and a fishy-sweet taste surged up her throat, which she swallowed hard.
"No!" A silent cry erupted from the depths of her soul, laced with tearful determination. "I absolutely... must hold on! Even if it's just... for myself."
She bit her tongue hard, the pain bringing a brief moment of clarity. Using this brief moment of consciousness, she formed seals with both hands, her fingers flying so fast that afterimages appeared.
She knew that she had to desperately squeeze out the last bit of potential deep in her dantian, even at the cost of burning her spirit core, in order to save Mingluo and herself.
The barrier was forcibly lit up again under her powerful spiritual power, and even began to try to repair the crack. However, more red thorns, like sharks smelling blood, continuously attacked the golden barrier frantically.
The cracks are becoming more and more obvious, but the golden light is gradually weakening!
Zhou Suyao felt like a container being drained and about to shatter. Her body grew colder and colder, and her consciousness began to drift.
Only her last bit of unyielding willpower kept her going and stood in front of Ming Luo.
Until the last moment.
Until the last moment when consciousness is completely annihilated.
She slightly closed her heavy eyelids, and the strength in her arms seemed to be rapidly fading away, as if it was about to leave her body.
Just as the crumbling golden barrier let out its final wail, on the verge of complete collapse—
Boom!!!
Above his head, the pit where Zhou Suyao had just jumped was instantly shattered by a terrifying force, and the dazzling skylight and rubble fell down together.
Zhou Suyao raised her head in a trance, and saw two figures appear in front of her like gods descending from heaven, carrying with them murderous intent that had not yet dissipated and a divine will of salvation.
A ray of ancient sword light, with the determination to destroy everything, was like the creation of the world, instantly cutting off the sharp red thorns in front of Zhou Suyao.
Another figure with fluttering robes appeared, looking like a banished immortal. However, his face was now pale and almost transparent, with deep weariness and unspeakable pain locked between his brows. Rather than a true immortal, he looked more like a beautiful glass statue about to shatter.
"Master... Senior Brother..."
Zhou Suyao's nerves, stretched to their limit, suddenly relaxed the moment she saw the two figures clearly. The will that had sustained her until now seemed to be instantly drained away at this moment.
Collapsed with a loud bang.
"puff--"
She couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Everything in front of my eyes suddenly became dark.
The body fell forward uncontrollably.
It was light and fluttering, like a puppet with all its bones pulled out, or more like a ball that had lost all its air in an instant, falling towards the cold and hard ground.
The expected sharp pain from colliding with the ground did not come.
A pair of arms, smelling of blood but extremely strong and sturdy, caught her steadily before she completely fell to the ground and held her tightly in their arms.
Zhou Shanyuan.
Senior Brother.
With the last shred of consciousness left in Zhou Suyao, she could only feel a broad, hot chest, and hear the voice of her senior brother, which she had never heard before, and which she had never heard from Zhou Shanyuan before. It was accompanied by a hint of panic trembling that was suppressed but still leaked out: "Suyao... wake up!"
Then came the master's roar of hatred, which could not conceal his fatigue: "Xuan Yangming, you deserve to die!"
This angry roar became the last sound Zhou Suyao heard before her consciousness sank into endless darkness.
Strangely, in this darkness and coldness, what she felt was not fear, but a long-lost sense of security as if the dust had settled.
It was as if the drifting boat finally reached the shore.
The weary traveler finally returned home.
She allowed herself to sink into the safe darkness and fell into a deep sleep.
Behind her, the curled-up Ming Luo seemed to have sensed this earth-shaking change. A very faint sob, yet filled with endless grievance and dependence, like the whimper of a cub, sounded softly in the silent dungeon.
It was quickly submerged again.
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