C305 Waiting to Die!

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the petite woman standing on the mid-lake island.

Many were unaware that the commander of the Blackfang Legion was, in fact, a woman.

Her usual Blackfang Armor was quite oversized, and with a slight application of the Forgeroses' arcane physique techniques, she could alter her frame to appear more formidable than an adult male.

Now, with the Blackfang Armor shattered, her true form was unexpectedly revealed.

Even warriors of the Blackfang Legion, who had followed her for years, were taken aback.

Thankfully, they recognized the familiar mask on Shen Feiqing's face and the distinctive aura she radiated.

They understood that the petite woman before them was their revered and ruthless leader.

"Senior, senior," Liu Ying from the Starmoon Sect, no longer snacking on Hellfire Persimmons, gaped at Shen Feiqing. She rested one hand on her waist, fingers brushing against a silver, translucent stone.

This stone was the Fallen Star Eyes, reduced a millionfold in size.

Liu Ying had never imagined that Shen Feiqing, despite her severe injuries, would choose to appear beside her and Yu Yuan just as the backlash was about to explode.

For the first time, unease washed over her as she regarded Shen Feiqing.

Hailing from the Liu family and having spent much of her youth in the Sunblessed Empire, she was well aware of the captain's bloody history and the countless lives she may have taken both openly and in secret.

She was acutely aware of the terrifying energy housed within Shen Feiqing's delicate frame.

Despite Shen Feiqing's obvious wounds and significant energy depletion, Liu Ying sensed that standing beside her was not merely a person, but a volcano on the verge of eruption.

The vitality emanating from Shen Feiqing triggered an automatic response in Liu Ying's acupoints, causing her cosmic energy to circulate.

This energy, like layers of a luminous membrane, coursed through her limbs and bones, enveloping and fortifying her very flesh.

"The Ancient Echoes of the Void mantra is indeed formidable," Yu Yuan remarked, after offering a bow and feeling a jolt of surprise when Shen Feiqing remained silent.

In his previous life, having not embarked on the path of cultivation, his heaven soul's sensitivity was insufficient. He had little impression of those cultivators who were adept in the arts of the physique, their vitality concealed within.

Having undergone the arduous practice of Soul Forging through Enlightenment, his heaven soul had become incredibly perceptive. As he stood in close proximity to Shen Feiqing, he could almost visualize tens of millions of delicate flood dragons entwined beneath her skin while she breathed and regulated her vitality. These represented the utmost purity of vitality and remnant soul.

With each breath Shen Feiqing took, slender strands of vitality wove through her flesh like interlacing divine rainbows. In mere moments, her torn skin and muscle fibers were mended by the essence of this vitality. To a cultivator of Shen Feiqing's caliber, as long as her vitality remained robust, she could heal rapidly. Her regenerative prowess was likely on par with those who practiced the dark arts and even the formidable archdemons renowned for their physical resilience.

"Hello," Shen Feiqing uttered, her voice raspy and profound, emanating from beneath her menacing mask. If one were to hear her without seeing her, they would undoubtedly mistake her for a man.

Yu Yuan, taken aback, wondered whether she had intentionally produced such a sound using mystique or if it was her natural tone. "Ahem, senior..."

"No need for further words," Shen Feiqing interjected, taking a seat.

Yu Yuan, with a touch to his nose and an awkward smile, chose to remain silent. He understood what Shen Feiqing was anticipating.

Above them, the Silverfrost Dragon's skeletal structure emitted a series of pops and clicks as its massive form contracted, transforming into a woman cloaked in silver scales. She stood suspended in the void, her gaze fixed intently on Shen Feiqing.

Nearby, thunderclouds drifted, and the orb of light formed from fragmented ice hovered motionless in the high sky, showing no immediate signs of descent or intent to engage in a life-or-death struggle with Shen Feiqing.

The potential adverse effects of the Ancient Echoes of the Void could erupt at any moment, leaving Shen Feiqing grievously wounded and vulnerable. They were all biding their time for that moment to come.

For now, Shen Feiqing, seated on the ground, still possessed her combat strength. She likely sensed the impending backlash and knew that if she were to strike now, she would face certain death. In such a case, she might opt for a mutual destruction.

No one desired to meet their end alongside Shen Feiqing.

After all their plotting and fierce battles, they never intended for Shen Feiqing to die.

With a sigh, the Golden Ship finally soared in, skillfully avoiding the Silverfrost Dragon, the thundercloud, and the fragmented ice light orb before coming to a gentle stop on the opposite side.

Wei Wujiang and Wang Jinlin remained shoulder to shoulder at the ship's prow, surveying their surroundings. Without exchanging words, they silently paid their respects to the thundercloud and the ice light orb, but they blatantly disregarded the Silverfrost Dragon. As members of the Thunder Sect and Ethereal Void Sect from the Everlands, their initiation on the Euwrea Continent had instilled in them a natural sense of superiority.

The Nagas, long since diminished in power and now even less formidable than the evilkind, did not warrant their solemn regard.

Once they had paid their respects, their gazes, filled with surprise, landed on Yu Yuan and Liu Ying, who were on the mid-lake island with Shen Feiqing. They were intrigued about Liu Ying's presence alongside Yu Yuan.

At that moment, Liu Ying was overwhelmed with embarrassment. She glanced between Yu Yuan and Shen Feiqing, then down at the scattered Hellfire Persimmon skins at her feet. Although she wanted to distance herself from any association with Yu Yuan, she worried it might come across as contrived.

As a member of the Starmoon Sect, she was tasked with monitoring Shen Feiqing through her control of the Fallen Star Eyes. It was beyond her wildest thoughts that the notorious commander, soon to be severely wounded by the backlash of the Ancient Echoes of the Void, would reveal himself on the mid-lake island.

"Could it be..."

Next to Su Xiangtian, Yang Yinquan from the Abyssal Dawn furrowed his brow, his eyes suddenly alight with realization, "The Mystic Gate, could it be located on the mid-lake island?"

Yang Yinquan's whisper, soft yet striking as thunder, sent a tremor through all who heard it. Their gazes intensified with fervor.

"The Mystic Gate!"

Wang Jinlin inhaled sharply, feeling every pore on his body quiver with excitement. Wei Wujiang's eyes shone with anticipation as he affirmed, "It must be correct. Her choice of this small island in the lake must hold significant meaning."

"Yu Yuan!"

Liu Wei of Winter's Bite and Lei Xiao of Thunder Sect had finally surrounded him, accompanied by two sect disciples.

Beside the lake, a Blackfang Legion soldier with the stature of a bear and bloodthirsty eyes gave them a chilling glance.

They were no longer afraid.

The thundercloud overhead, the orb of light from the fragments, and the Golden Ship were their support.

Yu Yuan, upon being called out, flashed a brilliant smile and said to Liu Wei and Lei Xiao, "Excellent. The more who hasten to their demise, the better."

As he spoke, the faces of many around the lake shifted.

Su Xiangtian, Su Yan, Yang Yinquan of Abyssal Dawn, Liu Wei, Lei Xiao, and those aboard the Golden Ship all wore puzzled, then increasingly odd expressions.

Among them was Wang Jinlin from Ethereal Void. "Who is this Yu Yuan?"

He had previously ignored Yu Yuan while conversing with Liu Ying atop the Fallen Star Eyes.

He had instructed Liu Ying to send Yu Yuan away, and having done so, he dismissed the matter.

Yet here was Yu Yuan again, on the mid-lake island, and once more in the company of Liu Ying.

"He's a handful," Wei Wujiang deliberately remarked. "Comes from a notable family in Asvetaesi, is quite fortunate, and has a few tricks up his sleeve."

Wang Jinlin couldn't help but chuckle, "Asvetaesi?"

Yu Yuan laughed in return, "Ethereal Void Sect?"

Wang Jinlin's face grew stern.

Yu Yuan burst into hearty laughter and gestured provocatively to the one on the Golden Ship, "Come down if you dare."

He then gave Su Yan a knowing wink.

It was as if he was signaling to Su Yan that he would fulfill her wish and take down Wang Jinlin.

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