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Chapter 540 Song Yunting

Qing Sang approached the transparent shield and sensed it, discovering that the high platform and all the smaller platforms below formed a massive combined magic array. The one imprisoning Song Yun was the core of this array, and also its most solid component. Now activated, the array isolated those within from all contact with the outside world. Simultaneously, the combined power of all the smaller arrays created an immeasurable defensive force, difficult to break without divine power.

No wonder such an important place was unguarded; Lan Ying dared to kill the Grand Elder here.

Qing Sang wasn't proficient in magic arrays, and breaking them violently might harm Song Yunting, so she didn't act rashly. After thinking for a moment, she realized that although she wasn't an expert, she could ask for help! She opened her hand, and the Tree of Life grew from her palm. Now, the Tree of Life had grown into the shape of a normal tree, no longer the pitiful creature with two small leaves.

Yue Ran extended a branch and curled it around Qing Sang's wrist, greeting her affectionately. Sensing Qing Sang's feelings, the branch suddenly stretched out into the air, capturing the entire stone chamber. Then, the branch approached the transparent enclosure on the high platform where Song Yunting was located, sensed it for a moment, then withdrew, curled it around Qing Sang's fingers, and retracted itself.

Qing Sang sat down cross-legged on the spot, and then cast another illusion spell on himself, disappearing from the spot.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Lian Xueyin sitting next to her, looking at her.

"Your Majesty~" Qing Sang opened her mouth subconsciously, expecting a babbling sound, but instead it was a clear baby's voice. She looked down at her hands, chubby little hands. She had already outgrown her infant form and looked about three or four years old. It seemed that as she absorbed the power of the Fusang Divine Tree, the Tree of Life was also growing.

"Zhizhi!" Seeing Qing Sang looking down at him with a blank expression, her chubby little hands gently clenching his fist, and her cute little voice, Lian Xueyin was struck straight to the heart. He didn't even realize that his voice was trembling a little when he called her.

Hearing the sound of even Xueyin unconsciously clenching her teeth, Qing Sang immediately burst out laughing. This was no longer the tyrant she once was!

Hearing Qing Sang's laughter, Lian Xueyin coughed awkwardly. Before he could speak, the small figure rushed into his arms. He swallowed the words he was about to say, holding the little one in his arms to ease the longing in his heart.

Qing Sang also stopped smiling, leaning against Lian Xueyin's chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, feeling a long-lost sense of peace, that warm emotion filled her chest, as if there was a resonance in her own chest.

Lian Xueyin held her for a while, then picked her up and sat her on his lap, gently touching her brow with his finger. "I have seen the magic array you sent, and I have passed on the method to break it to you. This is a symbiotic magic array from the ancient divine realm. Although it has been modified and can be activated without divine power, it should not appear in Blue Creek Continent."

The moment Lian Xueyin's finger touched his brow, Qing Sang had already received the method to break the formation in his mind. Hearing the second half of his sentence, he frowned in confusion.

"From the God Realm? Could it be that this Gu lineage also has members from the God Realm who survived the Battle of Changyuan?" Judging from Lan Ying's words, this formation was clearly the work of the Grand Elder, but the Grand Elder could be killed by Lan Ying with Gu techniques, and he pursued immortality, so he definitely couldn't be from the God Realm. Then... the most likely candidate is... "Chang Li?"

Lian Xueyin thought for a moment and shook her head: "I saw Changli once in the Ghost Ruins, but I didn't find him familiar. However, I couldn't see through his abilities either. If he is really a person from the God Realm, then he must not be his true form."

Qing Sang thought of Chang Li's eerie eyes; he didn't seem like someone from the divine realm at all. It would be more believable if he were from the demon realm. "Regardless of whether he is or not, Zhizhi, we must be cautious." Lian Xueyin patted Qing Sang's head. He was currently trapped in the Ghost Ruins and couldn't protect her at all times, so he hoped she could protect herself.

Looking into Lian Xueyin's earnest eyes, Qing Sang touched her empty chest, where her emotions were swollen with nowhere to go. "I know. It's still most comfortable being your arrogant and domineering favorite concubine!"

Lian Xueyin didn't say anything, but simply kissed Qing Sang lightly on the forehead.

"Let's go! Thank you, Your Majesty!" Qing Sang quickly kissed Lian Xueyin on the cheek, then jumped out of his arms and returned to reality.

It seemed like she had been in the Crimson Moon Clan's illusion for a long time, but in reality, it was only a few breaths. Qing Sang quickly opened her eyes and then swiftly broke the formation according to the method Lian Xueyin had given her. Normally, you could find and destroy the core of a formation, but this formation was a combination formation; its key points were actually located in four positions on the small platform below. Normally, breaking the formation would require finding and destroying all four key points simultaneously, but because this formation was an improved version, and Qing Sang now possessed divine power, she could manage it alone.

She swiftly located the four platforms marked with the true core of the formation, simultaneously unleashing her power in four separate streams. The barriers on the four smaller platforms shattered instantly, and the crimson threads that had connected them slowly retracted, returning to the main platform. As all the crimson threads were drawn back into her body, the barrier enveloping Song Yunting also silently crumbled.

Qing Sang quickly caught his falling body, simultaneously placing her left index and middle fingers together on Song Yunting's brow, using the power of the Tree of Life to infuse him with life force. Song Yunting's originally pale face slowly regained its color with the infusion of life force, but for some reason, he remained unconscious. After a moment's thought, Qing Sang drew a wisp of Fusang divine power from her own brow and transmitted it back into his body. The Fusang divine tree had the power to solidify the soul. Remembering the red leaf she had given Song Yunting that could protect his soul, but because her power was limited at the time, she could only hide his soul when he was in danger, Qing Sang guessed that Song Yunting's soul had activated its protective mechanism when it sensed a life-threatening situation, and was thus hidden. Her divine tree power could connect with that wisp of power and awaken his dormant soul.

Just as Qing Sang had guessed, after a moment, Song Yun's eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes. At first, his eyes were empty, devoid of any light. After a while, they gradually focused, but when he saw Qing Sang's face, he paused, and then his gaze began to wander again.

Qing Sang, quick as a flash, stuck another red leaf on his forehead with a "smack" to keep his mind clear.

"Yun Ting, Yun Ting, wake up, it's me, Qing Sang, I've come to save you."

When Song Yun felt the red leaves of Qing Sang touch him, he felt a sudden surge of energy. Hearing Qing Sang's call and seeing her anxious face, he slowly raised his hand and grasped her wrist. Feeling the real warmth of her skin, he dared not believe that what he was seeing was real. His eyes slowly reddened, and he opened his mouth to call out "Qing Sang," but no sound came out.

"Don't rush, you've just been silent for too long. Drink this." Qing Sang said, taking out a small porcelain bottle from her storage space and feeding it to Song Yun. The bottle contained the nectar of the Moon Shadow Flower—Moon Essence. In the Crimson Moon Clan's secret realm, the Tree of Life had regrown, and the Moon Shadow Flower had also bloomed again. Qing Sang had kept all the Moon Essence she had collected.

After drinking the Moonlight Elixir, Song Yun clearly felt a warm current nourishing his lungs and then flowing to his limbs, which were stiff from not moving for so long, and were filled with strength.

"Sister Qingsang, it's so good to see you again!"