Just looking at this arm, which was even blacker than charcoal, he knew that his head had also been lost. He frowned and said, "That damned Dark God, if I can't recover in the future, won't I look horribly ugly?"
Zhang Yaqi reached out and placed her hand on his shoulder, seemingly too exhausted from laughing to move, which was why she was leaning against him. Then, she whispered, "Thank you..."
Xiao Wenbing had long since cast aside his worries and reached out to embrace her slender waist.
"Crackling and popping..."
The loud and continuous noise startled them awake. Looking down, they saw that the purple lightning bolt, even after destroying the Dark God, was still there.
Not only that, but judging from this momentum, it even seems to be gradually expanding.
The two looked at each other, no longer caring about their tender moments. The power of this purple lightning was extraordinary; if it were to spread, even the Demon-Suppressing Star would likely be reduced to ruins.
"what to do?"
Xiao Wenbing shook his head slightly and said, "Yaqi, there's nothing we can do. Let's go..."
After saying that, he pulled Zhang Yaqi up and tried to fly towards the teleportation array.
Faced with this immense power, there was probably only one thing they could do: leave Zhenmo Star as soon as possible. Perhaps after this day, Zhenmo Star would forever remain a name in history.
However, just as he took Zhang Yaqi's small hand, he saw countless thick, golden, giant tentacles suddenly emerge from the ground.
These tentacles bear some resemblance to the branches and leaves of the King of Food, but the energy they contain is worlds apart and there is no comparison whatsoever.
Because these tentacles originated from the original body of the Divine Tree Ancestor, that incomparably huge, boundless giant tree.
These tentacles continued to extend upwards, enveloping the purple lightning bolt in the air that was about to explode, and countless green vines formed a huge green barrier.
"Heavens! Has the Divine Tree Ancestor gone mad?" Xiao Wenbing roared, and his movements naturally stopped.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yaqi asked, puzzled.
"Ancestor Shenmu has gone mad." Even though his face was already charred black, it was now even blacker than before. Xiao Wenbing gritted his teeth and said, "Ancestor Shenmu has actually revealed his true form. Isn't he afraid of attracting a wall of heavenly lightning powerful enough to destroy this realm?"
"There is no difference." A dignified voice rang out beside him.
Xiao Wenbing turned around in shock and saw the precious god standing right next to him.
He rubbed his eyes; even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he still couldn't quite believe it.
What's going on? Not only has the Divine Tree Ancestor appeared, but even the Treasure God has shown up. Have they stopped worrying about the power of chaos?
If that's the case, why did they cower and refuse to come out when we were fighting them to the death?
Xiao Wenbing's expression shifted rapidly. He now knew that something must have happened that even he himself was unaware of; otherwise, these two old men would never have appeared at the same time.
"What happened?"
The helpless voice of the Baby God came over: "Three Thunders Combined."
"Three thunderbolts combined? Has some strange phenomenon occurred?"
"Indeed, we did not expect that the fusion of the chaotic forces from the three places would cause such a chain reaction."
Xiao Wenbing forced a smile and asked, "What are the consequences?"
The baby god remained silent, and Xiao Wenbing grew anxious, asking loudly, "What are the consequences?"
"When my energy is exhausted, this world will be completely destroyed." A deep voice came from all directions, and it was the omnipresent Divine Tree Ancestor who answered on behalf of the Treasure God.
"Is it that serious?"
"Yes, in this realm, there are only three places where the original chaotic power exists. However, these three places of chaotic power have begun to fluctuate slightly. And Shenmu is the only one who can temporarily suppress these fluctuations."
The precious god looked at the divine tree ancestor with a hint of admiration.
"Does that mean that if we can't suppress it, this world will be completely destroyed?"
"Yes."
How much time do we have left?
"With his power, he can probably hold out for a thousand years. During this thousand years, the cultivation world will not expand again, but will gradually shrink. All the planets will shatter one after another, and life will end. After a thousand years, when his power is exhausted, the Big Bang will begin."
"And what about you?"
"Me? I can guarantee that I will definitely be the last living being in this world."
"You're a god, don't you have any solutions?"
"Not all gods have a way to deal with the power of chaos."
Xiao Wenbing listened to the enormous sounds emanating from the green barrier before him. A slight look of disbelief crossed his eyes. Was this entire realm really going to be sacrificed to destroy a single Dark God?
He muttered to himself, "Could it be that we made a mistake?"
"Senior, is there really no other way?" Zhang Yaqi asked calmly from the side.
The baby god remained silent, but the voice of the Divine Tree Ancestor rang out again in the air: "There is another way. In this realm, there is another power that can restrain the power of chaos."
"What power?" Xiao Wenbing's eyes lit up and he quickly asked. As expected of the Divine Tree Ancestor, the true ruler of this realm, its knowledge is even superior to that of the Treasure God.
"The Ring of Order".
"The Universe Ring?"
"Indeed, only the power of chaos can break the laws of order. Similarly, only the laws of order can restrain the power of chaos."
Xiao Wenbing's body trembled slightly. He immediately understood why the precious god had remained silent.
He turned around abruptly, just in time to catch the resolute look in Zhang Yaqi's eyes.
He felt a chill run through his body, a coldness that penetrated to his very bones.
"Yaqi, there's still a thousand years. It's not too late. We can cultivate together and ascend to the Immortal Realm together. It's not too late."
Xiao Wenbing gripped her hand tightly, but unexpectedly found that her usually warm little hand had become as cold as ice, just like his.
His charred face twitched, and his hand clenched tighter and tighter, but his voice trembled slightly: "Promise me, we'll stay together forever..."
"Mmm." As if responding to his words, Zhang Yaqi murmured softly, her voice ethereal and dreamlike: "We'll cultivate together, ascend to the Immortal Realm together, we'll always be together..."
"Great!" Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed and immediately said, "Let's cultivate together, together..."
His voice suddenly stopped because he was surprised to find that a multicolored light was slowly emanating from his body.
The light was so familiar, yet at this moment it was so shocking.
Xiao Wenbing opened his mouth, but found that he could not make a sound. His eyes were filled with fear, and his fingers curled up as if trying to grab something. However, he could not even do this one wish.
Zhang Yaqi gently hugged him: "Remember, I once said that I also had something I was hiding from you. Now I'm telling you, but you can't be angry..."
She took something out of her pocket and put it into Xiao Wenbing's hand; it was the love knot that Xiao Wenbing had given her.
Her voice was soft and gentle, just as pleasant as ever: "Do you still remember the Heavenly Tribulation of the Butterfly Fairy? I was conscious then... Wenbing, after I leave, you and Sister Feng must get along well. You must cultivate together and ascend to the Immortal Realm together..."
She glanced at Xiao Wenbing, who was frozen in time by the colorful halo, and gave him one last, affectionate look.
A similar five-colored light rose from her body, and she turned around, flying towards the green barrier of the Divine Tree Ancestor like a shooting star.
The barrier opened automatically, allowing the multicolored light to fly smoothly into the purple lightning mist.
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We cultivate together, we ascend to the immortal realm together...
We'll always be together...
Volume 4, The Divine Artifacts, Chapter 253: Sensing
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Waking up gradually from a deep sleep is like a diver slowly surfacing, creating ripples on the surface.
Feng Baiyi slowly opened her beautiful eyes. The first thing she saw was an ugly face that was still charred black. On this black face, the eyes were closed and no expression could be seen. Only a pair of brows were tightly furrowed together, as if they contained unspeakable sorrow and sadness.
Memories flooded her mind like a tide. She could clearly remember that after using the Electric Gathering Technique in the second blessing, she had exhausted every last bit of spiritual power in her body. Let alone continuing to fly in the air, even staying conscious was an extreme luxury.
However, at that moment, a golden light shone on her body, and she seemed to be enveloped in a warm aura and energy, just like an unborn child in its mother's womb, surrounded by warm amniotic fluid, bringing her boundless warmth.
She had seen that golden light before; it was the unique radiance of the life-saving talisman. However, before she could react, she fell into a dazed and ethereal state.
In her hazy state, she seemed to be having a dream. In the dream, there was a huge ball of light and lightning, a green monster, Xiao Wenbing, and... Zhang Yaqi.
She gazed around, but there was only one person before her. Her heart seemed to sink, for she vaguely knew that perhaps her dream was not an illusion.
However, if her dream was real, then what about Yaqi...?
With a slight movement, he had already startled Xiao Wenbing, who was below, awake.
As if springs were installed in his feet, he suddenly leaped up, and facing Feng Baiyi, a forced smile appeared on his still charcoal-black face. He said, "Baiyi, you're awake."
"yes."
Xiao Wenbing twitched the corner of his mouth, but didn't say anything. The room fell silent.
"Where is this?" Feng Baiyi looked around and asked softly.
"Treasure House of Wonders".
Feng Baiyi remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Where is Yaqi?"
Xiao Wenbing's body trembled, and his face twitched. Although he had been trying his best to suppress his emotions, when Feng Baiyi mentioned this name, he realized that there was a heart-wrenching pain beneath the concealed wound.
"Three thunderbolts combined?"
Xiao Wenbing raised his head and said blankly, "You...know?"
Feng Baiyi nodded silently. Now she could finally be sure that it was not a dream.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes slightly, and as if sensing something, her voice was as soft as a murmur, almost inaudible: "Yaqi, she's still alive..."
"call……"
Xiao Wenbing stepped forward abruptly, his body trembling slightly with excitement. He gazed at Feng Baiyi's angelic face, fearing it might just be a hallucination.
“I can feel that she is still alive.”
Yes, she is still alive.