0p0 Chapter 173 This world cannot be a giant Classic of Mountains and Seas
Chapter 173 This world cannot be a giant Classic of Mountains and Seas
Inside the illusionary space.
The ground had become murky, the blood underfoot was boiling and bubbling, steam was rising, and the beginnings of blood clots were already visible.
A pair of golden, vertical pupils blinked in the mist, then seemed to roll their eyes...
Yan Huai stared at the red, bird-like creature opposite him, which had broken one wing but then grew a new one, his eyes filled with rage and hatred.
This is no longer a question of whether we can win or not, but rather, what exactly does world consciousness mean?
Ugh! While creating space for them to fight, he was also secretly supplying energy to this red fluttering moth so that it could stay alive. Then, it would rush over like it was possessed and be swatted away by Yan Huai's tail. If this continued, even a god would be exhausted or annoyed to death!
Yan Huai felt that the guy opposite him had lost his mind. Although Yan Xi's magic orb had given him an advantage, he himself, who was also enveloped by the magic orb's energy, hadn't gone completely insane, acting as if his brain had been ripped out...
Even if something seemed amiss, Yan Huai, whose frustration was skyrocketing, had no time to speculate on the world consciousness's intentions.
After slapping away Wang Xin, who had only managed to take human form thanks to the energy of the world's consciousness, once again, Yan Huai, unable to bear it any longer, rushed forward and slammed him down again and again, giving the guy no chance to get up. But whether it was because he was going against him or not, just as Wang Xin was about to die, a burst of energy from the world's consciousness suddenly appeared from some corner and sent him flying!
That's right, it sent Yan Huai's 210-zhang-long and 700-meter-long dragon body flying!
A dragon's roar, teetering on the edge of rampage, resounded throughout the illusionary space, piercing through the spatial barrier and causing tremors in the outside world.
The consciousness that had brought about the current situation was finally able to catch its breath after stabilizing Yan Huai's dragon body with energy. With a slightly pale face, it wiped the cold sweat from its forehead and, after realizing that all the abnormal entities that exceeded the original world's boundaries had entered the Qinling range, it finally began to explain.
"If Wang Xin dies prematurely, the blood connection between the Wang family members will be severed, and they will no longer be able to attract those abnormal individuals whose constitutions have been altered because of your intervention."
“I’m keeping him hanging on by a thread, waiting for an opportunity to bring all the odds back on track… Didn’t you guess it? Now is it.”
"This is an eternal feud between your Yan family and the Wang family. You have to clean it up yourselves. This was also an agreement made with your Yan family back then. If I hadn't kept something in reserve, this world would have become the world of your mother, Gu Ling—a world overrun by demons and monsters."
“Every world has its rules. When the rules change, the backlash against the innocent is the most obvious and severe. Although Zhang Qiling is no longer affected, I still hope…”
"Let me out."
The credibility of those four words, spoken with little emotional fluctuation by someone with bloodshot eyes, was quite low; my world consciousness was trembling slightly.
"You... how about fighting two more rounds to calm things down? The Phoenix Clan's bloodline inherently possesses the opportunity for rebirth, but no one has ever met the requirements. The reason why Wang Xin, who inherited the ancestral bloodline, can fight you... is only because I gave him a little help. Now the energy injected into him has been withdrawn. Let's wait until you settle things with him before I send you out!"
The tall, slender figure stood still upon hearing this. He looked around at the mess and seemed somewhat dazed: "...So this was your purpose all along."
World Consciousness: "..."
“Wang Xin can die, but not from exploding due to absorbing too much energy from the world's consciousness. You want to use me to find an excuse to erase all traces left in the illusion. Hatred is the best... right?”
A certain world consciousness, drenched in sweat, could not breathe.
A cold, damp sensation came from his right shoulder. Yan Huai glanced to the side and saw that there was a penetrating wound there, which made him feel uncomfortable.
"One more won't make a difference..."
With a pulling motion, Yan Huai grasped Yan Xi's demonic orb back into his hand, then stepped onto the blood powder infused with phoenix flames and walked straight towards the contorted figure of Wang Xin...
Fifteen minutes later, the clouds finally parted and the sun shone through the illusion, but the outside of the illusion remained dark and damp.
Zhang Qiling's neck suddenly became scalding hot, and the previously devout and obedient dragon pattern appeared, as if it was about to spread to his entire body. The Wang family members who were originally surrounding him were annihilated by an invisible force in the blink of an eye, dissipating into ashes.
The familiar scent of grass and trees enveloped him from behind, and Yan Huai's lips unexpectedly landed on Zhang Qiling's ear. He murmured, "It's safe now. Get some sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Qiling's once active cerebral cortex gradually became tired and empty. His long hair, which was occasionally blown by the wind and blocked his vision, flashed with a few strands of gray. But the low murmur, which sounded like a soothing melody, seemed to have built a safe place for him that no one could see into, gently negating all his struggles.
Just a second before he completely lost consciousness, he saw Yan Chen knock Xie Lianrui unconscious not far ahead...