Chapter 102: The World at the Bottom of the Well and “His” Instinct Protection
The world at the bottom of the well and "his" instinct protect
The feeling of falling was not a straight line, but a strange spiral slide, wrapped in a gentle yet irresistible force. All around were the luminous walls of the passage, as if composed of countless compressed starlight and historical fragments, occasionally flashing some vague, indecipherable images and whispers.
Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou could both feel each other's tense nerves, their focused alertness, and the suppressed vigilance born of the unknown. Their hands had been clasped together again without them noticing—this time it had nothing to do with lust, but simply a search for a stable fulcrum amidst this uncontrollable descent.
"What the hell is this place?!" Li Jiuyou's voice sounded a little distorted in the flowing light channel. He tried to use the demonic fire to explore the surroundings, but found that the power was like a drop in the ocean, and was gently absorbed and dissolved by the walls of the channel.
"It looks like... some kind of spatial passage, or a fragment of a time corridor." Jiang Xuelan concentrated his attention, his icy blue eyes reflecting the rapidly moving starlight. "Be careful, there might be an impact when it lands."
As soon as he finished speaking, the suction under his feet suddenly disappeared!
Everyone screamed as they were "spitted" out from the exit of the passage. With a few plops, they fell onto some huge leaves that were soft and elastic and exuded a faint fragrance!
The blades cushioned most of the impact, but the sudden weightlessness still made everyone panic.
Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou jumped up almost at the same time, standing back to back in a defensive posture, looking around vigilantly.
Both of them could feel the other's fast-paced mind and tense muscles as he instantly assessed the environment.
What lay before him was not the cold, gloomy bottom of the well he had imagined, but an immense underground cavern! Countless stalactites, emitting a soft white glow, hung from the ceiling, like inverted stars, illuminating the entire space. The ground, instead of rock, was covered in a thick layer of moss, emitting a faint aura of life, soft and comfortable to the touch. Most striking was the center of the cave: a tiny, crystalline tree, only a man's height, shrunken countless times, yet identical in form to the Xirang Divine Tree of the outer world! Its roots dug deep into the moss, and a rainbow of light flowed through its branches and leaves, emitting a breath of life and purification even purer and more powerful than even the fragments of Jianmu!
"Is this... a branch of the Xirang sacred tree? Or... a seedling?" Jiang Xuelan's ice-blue eyes showed shock. He could feel a faint resonance between his own divine blood and the small tree.
"It feels so... so comfortable..." The tender buds of Jianmu in Ache's arms trembled excitedly, exuding a joyful emotion.
Man Gu opened his eyes wide and looked at this incredible underground world.
The tentacles under Xingtong's skirt swayed gently, as if sensing the unusually pure energy field here.
Xuanjia stretched his neck and sniffed: "Tsk, this place... is even more comfortable than the immortal gate's spiritual medicine garden."
However, Li Jiuyou frowned slightly, a hint of discomfort flickering in his scarlet-gold eyes. "Comfortable, huh? I feel a little...stuffy." Jiang Xuelan could sense that it wasn't injury or pain, but rather a subtle sense of repulsion from the overly pure and sacred aura. After all, he possessed demonic powers, even sharing some ancestry with the remnant spirit of the evil god, making him a complete misfit in this place.
At this moment, the branches and leaves of the small Xirang sacred tree moved without wind, and a colorful halo swirled around. A gentle but slightly sad old thought resounded directly in everyone's mind:
"Hey, those who come after you, burdened with sin and bondage... You have finally arrived at the 'Heart Grave'..."
Everyone looked at each other.
The thought continued, "This place is the product of the remaining thoughts and regrets of the sentient beings in Wangchuan Valley. It is also the last barrier to suppress the evil thoughts of 'that thing'..."
"That thing?" Jiang Xuelan keenly grasped the key words, "Is it the remains of the evil god?"
The old mind was silent for a moment, as if considering: "Yes, and no... It is more fundamental than the remains of the body, the condensation of 'evil', the 'evil core' that breeds slaughter and betrayal... The main body of the sacred tree suppresses most of it, and this place contains the purest evil thoughts that overflow and... the resentment of the deceased."
Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou's hearts sank. It seemed that Shi Yan's warning was not groundless; the situation down there was indeed of great importance!
"The fact that you've made it this far proves that you carry divine blood and a ferocious soul, and that the bond is deep..." The old man's thoughts swept over Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou, "To know the truth, you must undergo the trial of the 'Heart Tomb', reflect your true heart, and manifest your true feelings... Only then can you access the secrets of the core."
Reflecting one's true heart? Manifesting true feelings?
These two words made the two straight men's scalps tingle instantly, and they had a very bad premonition!
"How do you conduct the trial?" Li Jiuyou asked impatiently, "A fight or something?"
The old man thought: "Not really... Please, both of you, place your palms together, relax your minds, and let the Heart Tomb sense the truest... 'love' between you."
Palms touching? Mind relaxed?
Do you still want to feel the most real "emotion"?
Jiang Xuelan: "..."
Li Jiuyou: “…”
Both of them felt the other's overwhelming embarrassment and resistance!
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