"Chirp!"
A bird's song came from above.
The group looked up and gazed upwards, asking, "What is this?"
A huge phoenix, resembling the one described in ancient books, flew rapidly towards them. However, compared to the golden phoenix, its red color was as dazzling as flames.
"It's the Vermilion Bird."
Wan Ke, her hand covering her bleeding abdomen, answered Tu Er's question softly.
However, her voice was so soft that if Tu Er hadn't been so close to her, he probably wouldn't have been able to hear what she was saying.
Tu Er murmured repeatedly, "So this is the legendary Vermilion Bird."
Under the sunlight, the Vermilion Bird's feathers shimmered with golden light. In the blink of an eye, it was right in front of them. With a flap of its huge wings, the vengeful spirits around Chu Yu and the others were burned, and some even turned to ashes.
"Chu Yu, Liao Liao, come up here quickly!"
Zhuque spoke in human language, urging Chu Yu and the others below to spend the money.
It is the goddess Xiyue!
The true form of the Goddess Xiyue is the Vermilion Bird, which is not a secret in the Six Realms, but very few people have actually seen it.
The Vermilion Bird is one of the four ancient deities, but due to the difficulty in the reproduction of the Vermilion Bird clan and the great war between gods and demons, the current Goddess Xiyue has become the only Vermilion Bird remaining in the Six Realms!
Although they heard the voice of the goddess Xiyue, Hua held onto Qilian tightly and refused to let go. Chu Yu looked at the resentful nightmares that were surrounding them again. If they delayed any longer, none of them would be able to leave!
Without saying a word, he immediately slapped Hua on the back of the neck, picked up the unconscious Hua around the waist, and quickly flew onto Zhuque's back, with Gu Xi, Tu Er, and Wan Ke following closely behind.
The Vermilion Bird led them back.
The group looked back, but Qilian was no longer visible; he had been surrounded and devoured by the vengeful spirits...
That Qilian, who was hundreds of thousands of years old yet still as innocent and carefree as a child; that Qilian who called Hua "Sister Flower" from their first meeting; that Qilian who was waiting to show off to his father—in the end, he could not return...
They'll stay here forever...
When the group returned to the camp, they ran into the Demon Lord and his entourage, who had just arrived.
Qi Zhi didn't see his son Qi Lian, and a huge panic swept over him. He immediately forgot about etiquette and anxiously grabbed Tu Er's hand.
"Your Highness, where is my son Qilian? Where is Qilian?!"
"Cough cough!"
Tu Erben was also seriously injured, and was immediately made to cough by his shaking.
Tu Er knew that Qi Zhi loved his son dearly, and felt extremely guilty, so she lowered her head and hesitated to speak.
"Tell me! What happened to Xiao Lian?!"
Qi Zhi looked at Tu Er in silence, his heart on the verge of collapse, but he still stubbornly wanted Tu Er to give him a definite answer.
"Qilian...he's not coming back..."
boom!
Upon hearing Tu Er's words, Qi Zhi's world collapsed!
Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she staggered backward, large tears falling from her eyes and hitting the ground hard...
In this battle, apart from a few of them, none of the 30,000 who went out with them survived...
Many of these people were the pride of their clans. They came along because of Chu Yu, the main god, and because the danger behind them was relatively low. They wanted to become familiar with Chu Yu. However, no one expected that so many vengeful spirits would suddenly turn against them.
They were caught completely off guard.
No one had anticipated this outcome. When they learned that the vengeful spirits were even sentient, the entire camp panicked, especially those with lower cultivation levels, who even considered giving up.
But in the current Six Realms, where is there any peace and security?
late at night
Hua, who had been asleep for half a day, finally woke up. Her eyes were empty and blank as she stared at the ceiling. After a while, she turned her neck and saw Chu Yu, who had fallen asleep by her bedside.
By the moonlight, Hua could clearly see several wounds on Chu Yu's angular face, some already scabbed over, others still bright red, clearly inflicted today.
Hua quietly gazed at Chu Yu, unsure of exactly what she was thinking. She only knew that she was thinking about many things: Xiao Lian, Chu Yu, and herself.
What exactly is she?
......
"Liao Liao, you're awake? Are you feeling unwell?"
It wasn't until late at night that Chu Yu seemed to sense something and woke up to find that Hua had woken up. He quickly checked her injuries.
Hua's complexion was extremely poor, practically deathly pale. She pursed her lips slightly and said softly, "I'm fine now."
Chu Yu tenderly hugged the flowers to his arms.
How could nothing be wrong?
She didn't look like she was alright at all. Of the group, she was closest to Qilian. Now that Qilian was gone, especially since he collapsed right in front of her, how could she be alright?
From the moment Liao Liao was born, she had never experienced separation.
He would rather cry out loud than see her so understandingly tell him it's okay...
That day's events were like a beginning; from that day on, there were countless casualties every day, and the stench of blood filled the air.
It's like an invisible declaration, every day is a countdown to death...
"Sister Wanke, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
"I'm fine, Liao Liao, don't worry about me."
Hua's eyes were red and swollen as he looked at Wan Ke, who was lying motionless on the bed.
"Sister Wanke, you don't need to coax me."
That day, she witnessed the Nightmare's claws almost pierce through Wan Ke's abdomen. How could she be alright after only a few days?
"I'm really fine, I'll be fine on my own in a few days. But you, let me see your arm."
As Wan Ke spoke, she tried to sit up to check Hua's injury, but Hua quickly stopped her and then rolled up her sleeves herself.
With just one glance, Wan Ke's eyes reddened, and her voice choked with sobs, "We must have been in so much pain yesterday..."
Her once delicate and fair arms are now covered with hideous and terrifying scars, some so deep that the bone is visible!
She's usually so vain and afraid of pain, even complaining about the pain if Chu Yu puts hot tea to her lips. But yesterday, she cut her arm again and again.
With tears welling up in her eyes, she lowered her sleeve and smiled as she comforted Wan Ke, "Sister Wan Ke, I'm not in pain, I'm not in pain at all."
Wan Ke looked at the flower forcing a smile in front of her, and felt a pang of heartache. It seemed that the carefree little goddess had grown up overnight...
"Why isn't it bandaged? Didn't Chu Yu apply any medicine for you?"
“I’ve already taken the medicine, but Chu Yu said that it shouldn’t be bandaged up, as bandaging it too tightly will destroy the medicine’s effectiveness.”
That makes sense; how could Chu Yu just let Hua get hurt and ignore it?
They talked for a long time afterward, but neither of them mentioned Qilian, as if the whole thing had never happened...
At midnight
"Something terrible has happened! Something terrible has happened!"
"The Nightmare has arrived!"
"The Nightmare has arrived!"
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