C1017 Close Your Eyes When the Sky Turns Dark
Benin was deep in thought, her gaze fixed on the ever-widening crack that emitted an increasingly loud tearing sound. As a member of the Void Spirit Succubus clan, with her mysterious Spirit Succubus bloodline, she could make out some blurry images within the fissure that felt strangely familiar. Could this crack be connected to a foreign land she knew of? Benin furrowed her brow in silent contemplation, unable to pinpoint the origin of the images. She continued to peer into the depths, hoping to jog her memory.
Hart's calls, filled with surprise and urgency, seemed to fall on deaf ears. Benin was acutely aware of her worth and knew that her survival, and the duration of it, hinged on the spatial cracks before her. Hart's frantic cries for help were, for the moment, irrelevant.
"What is that?"
In that instant, Sun Jun, who had been provoked by Yu Yiyi, managed to regain some composure due to Peach Madam's arrival and Zhan Ruonan's reminder. He followed Benin's gaze to the multitude of bright, interwoven fissures.
And that's when he saw the Dragon Slash Platform.
Boom!
Sun Jun was jolted violently as his rare purple eye burst open. A terrifying storm erupted within his Consciousness Little World, as if mighty dragons, as vast as mountain ranges, were weaving through the depths of his soul. The dragons' path left his consciousness and spirit shattered like broken glass, their breath engulfing his very being.
Sun Jun was aware of the malevolent energy's infiltration and its source—the Dragon Slash Platform. He tried to look away, only to realize that he no longer had control over his consciousness.
"Sun Jun!"
Zhan Ruonan called out in alarm.
She saw Sun Jun fixated on a grayish-white stone amidst the tangled spatial rifts, his gaze unwavering. Then, as the eyeball in his hand detonated, blood trickled from the corner of his eye, yet he remained oblivious.
After a few seconds of observation, Zhan Ruonan acted decisively, touching her own forehead. A slender streak of fiery light burst forth, piercing towards Sun Jun's Consciousness Little World, delivering her refined soul consciousness directly to him.
She glimpsed Sun Jun's fragmented consciousness through the slender flame, as well as the stately dragons swishing their tails.
"The breath of a Dragon God! Yet the Boundless Great World hasn't seen a Tenth Level Dragon God in ages!"
The images within Sun Jun's consciousness sent Zhan Ruonan's heart racing. Once she grasped the situation, her Yang God form lightly collided with Sun Jun, sending streams of crimson flame to aid him in organizing the tumultuous energy within his body, gradually stabilizing his spiraling mind and awareness. She yelled, "Don't look anymore!"
Don't look! Don't look! Don't look!
As if thunder roared within the depths of Sun Jun's mind, his self-awareness was roused, and he finally regained control over himself.
He closed his eyes languidly.
With the closing of his eyelids, the dragons in the Consciousness Little World vanished as if by magic.
He gasped for air, attempting to regulate his emotions and forcefully avoiding deeper thoughts.
Boom! Crack!
A massive sphere of crimson sword energy burst forth, accompanied by the sound of shattering porcelain.
Yu Yuan, drenched in blood, stood amidst the fragments of the shattered white jade bone porcelain bottle, his body riddled with wounds oozing bright, tainted liquid.
Gou Yungui, reemerging, was more stooped than before.
The same colored liquid that seeped from Yu Yuan's wounds also flowed from Gou Yungui's swollen humpback, filling the air with a foul stench.
The crimson sword intent, like countless piranhas, continued to gnaw and slice at his Yang God form, leaving the glass-like body, stripped of its garments, riddled with fissures.
In the depths of Gou Yungui's resentful gaze, a glimmer of crimson sword light slowly twinkled.
As the light in his eyes intensified to a blinding glare, his entire Yang God form shattered into fragments, just like the white jade bone porcelain.
Yu Yuan activated the "Life Altar," harnessing the unique Qi and blood abilities hidden within his acupoints to purge the impurities from his body.
"Had you been in the Boundless Land, with your Yang God and true form fused, wielding numerous treasures, I might have been somewhat troubled."
Yu Yuan watched the radiant debris on the ground with a smile, reminiscing about Xie Binn, whose Yang God Fragments were collected by the Ice Thunder Mark, and whose lingering thoughts were slowly reassembled.
"It's just a mediocre Yang God body that couldn't withstand my thrashing. That's all there is to it."
He then glanced toward the distance.
Yang Yi from the Ghoul Glyph Sect had been turned into an ice sculpture by the extreme cold of the Ice Concubine.
Huang Zhenlong, who had been dragged into the Demonic Formation, was undergoing soul refinement. It wouldn't be long before this Yang God, an evil cultivator from the Voodoo Cult, would perish.
The outcome was inevitable.
"What was it you said earlier? You wanted to give it a try?" He then turned to face Sun Jun from the Red Devil Sect.
As he was executing Gou Yungui, thanks to his soul connection with Yu Yiyi, he had noticed Sun Jun's eagerness and the stealthy arrival of Peach Madam. "So, what's the matter? Not content with watching from the sidelines? Want to get involved?"
Sun Jun, who had just reopened his eyes, was still somewhat dazed.
Meanwhile, Zhan Ruonan from the Red Devil Sect inhaled deeply, fighting back her fear, and asked, "Yu Yuan, that greyish-white stone, could it be the legendary Dragon Slash Platform?"
She had put the pieces together.
If there were no Tenth Level Dragon Gods in the current Boundless Great World, then the illusory Dragon God that appeared in Sun Jun's consciousness must have originated from that peculiar stone.
A stone that could create a spatial rift and contained the breath of a Tenth Level Dragon God.
Could this be the fabled Dragon Slash Platform, known to suppress the entire Naga lineage, ensuring they could never rise again?
"Correct," Yu Yuan confirmed with a nod.
"The Dragon Slash Platform!"
Peach Madam, floating amidst the colorful clouds, had once had a Primordial Spirit companion and was privy to the secrets. Upon learning that the inconspicuous greyish-white stone was indeed the Dragon Slash Platform, she let out a piercing scream.
This jolted Sun Jun to full alertness.
Once fully awake, he trembled violently and then wordlessly positioned himself behind Zhan Ruonan.
"How did this Dragon Slash Platform come into your possession? Yu Yuan, can you tell me what significant events have recently unfolded in the Boundless Land?"
Zhan Ruonan sensed that something was off. Recalling Yu Yuan's mention of their outdated information and the various oddities he had alluded to, she decided it was essential to first understand the current state of affairs back home.
Upon realizing it was the Dragon Slash Platform, she momentarily set aside the concerns of Gou Yungui's shattered Yang God and the uncertain fates of her comrades Yang Yi and Huang Zhenlong.
The Dragon Slash Platform's significance dwarfed the deaths of the three Yang Gods.
"There are actually two Dragon Slash Platforms," Yu Yuan said with a light chuckle as he watched the Demonic Formation retreat back to the cauldron.
This indicated that Huang Zhenlong had been refined to death.
"Two?" Zhan Ruonan was taken aback once more.
Yu Yuan, with a slight squint, chose not to elaborate further. "As I've said, out of respect for Zhou Cangmin and Faang Yao, I won't harm you. It would be best for you both to leave the Nirvana Realm promptly and return to the Human Race's gathering point outside this world to assess the situation."
Peach Madam slowly nodded in agreement.
She sensed that a monumental upheaval was imminent in the Boundless Land and intended to consult with familiar evil cultivators from the Outer World about her homeland's current state once she departed.
There had been no warning signs when she left, and only a few years had passed. How had someone as formidable as Yu Yuan emerged?
Was it solely because he had once been the Medicine God, Hong Qi?
Peach Madam was weighed down by her thoughts.
"Can't you just tell me?" Zhan Ruonan asked.
Yu Yuan shook his head.
"If you wish to leave the Nirvana Realm and venture to another realm, this spatial rift offers a path."
At that moment, Benin of the Void Spirit Succubus Clan pointed to the expansive, luminous rift and turned to Yu Yuan with eyes that sparkled with clarity and vivacity. "Considering you spared me from dying at the hands of that vile creature and even killed him, I owe you the truth."
Yu Yuan was momentarily taken aback.
Benin then gestured toward Hart. "If you let him live, we can guide you. But if he dies, we won't offer our guidance, and you'll have to navigate on your own."
"A stable spatial rift!" exclaimed Peach Madam, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "If it's safe, there's no need for me to navigate the Ancient Black Iron Ship to the outside. This young man is utterly devoted to you, and I've never been one to interfere with true love. So, consider him yours!"
Hart from the Silver Scale Clan was enveloped by a cluster of clouds and gently delivered in front of Benin. As the cloud returned to the vibrant sea of clouds, Hart, with a flushed face, gazed at Benin, his demeanor reflecting his utter bewilderment. The feelings he believed were well-concealed had been laid bare by the Peach Madam, leaving him feeling deeply embarrassed and anxious. "Let's focus on surviving first," Benin murmured softly. "Yes, yes, yes!" Hart responded, nodding emphatically.
