Tianhai Fairy Journey

Chapter 1652 Seeking Rescue
In the center of a mysterious, white, vast space.

A pair of unimaginably enormous, pure white phantom wings seemed to descend from an unknown world, forcibly landing on the sealed land.

Upon closer inspection, each of the sacred feathers seems to contain an invisible, immense power, radiating an eternal aura.

At this moment, Yan Yingjun stared intently at the illusory image of a pair of pure white wings drooping down from the sky, unable to tear himself away.

It was a perfection that transcended everything; each feather seemed to be forged by the very creation of heaven and earth, without a single flaw, possessing a fatal attraction that made him unable to help but succumb to it.

call!call!
Unbeknownst to him, the surrounding white energy began to automatically converge towards Yan Yingjun, enveloping him completely, and pure white feathers began to take root from his palms.

His arms, which had been slowly opening, were gradually covered by pure white feathers, and the white feathers were growing rapidly, spreading to other parts of his body.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness.

One after another, pure white feather phantoms materialized and fell from the shadows, scattering like shooting stars across every corner of his consciousness.

Large, intertwined white feather phantoms seemed to transform into a holy white wing that covered his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

At that very moment.

A mysterious and ancient murmur softly arose.

Like a thunderclap, it rang in Yan Yingjun's ears, instantly clearing his previously confused eyes.

"this?"

Yan Yingjun stared wide-eyed at the changes in himself with disbelief.

In that short time, countless white feathers had already grown on his arms and legs, as if he had been transformed into a human.

Even more incredibly, he didn't feel anything unusual at this moment, as if the large, gently swaying white feathers were part of him, without any sense of external intrusion.

An unprecedented fear surged into my heart in an instant.

That was fear of unknown forces.

The immense power contained within this world far exceeded his imagination.

Looking out, the pair of enormous white wings that seemed to hang down to the sky still stood silently in the distance, and the surrounding white world remained unchanged in the slightest. He still could not sense any external power at all.

However, this mysterious world, which seemed like a bubble, could easily and imperceptibly transform him, a peak Nascent Soul stage expert.

At this moment, he even began to doubt whether this place was still a sealed land.

How could such unimaginable power appear in this prison of heaven and earth?

"Run! Get out of here immediately!"

Yan Yingjun had no hesitation and wanted to do everything in his power to escape this strange world as soon as possible.

However, just as he activated his internal magic power, the soft, white feathers on his arms and legs, which had been perfectly integrated with him, suddenly began to stand up one by one, as if they wanted to fight against him.

The arms and legs covered in white feathers seemed to have gained a new consciousness, defying his commands and wanting to stay in this mysterious world.

call!call!
Large swaths of white feathers began to shake violently at the same time, forcibly interrupting the magical power circulating within his body.

at the same time.

The surrounding white halo automatically began to converge on his arms and legs, which were covered with pure white feathers. The white feathers, which had stopped growing, began to expand wildly again, constantly encroaching on his other body parts.

Yan Yingjun stared wide-eyed with utter terror in his eyes.

He could clearly feel that every part of his body occupied by the white feathers was as if it had become independent and no longer belonged to him.

The ever-increasing force of resistance left him frozen in place, unable to move.

"Am I going to perish here?"

Watching helplessly as his body was being covered by pure white feathers, Yan Yingjun felt as if he was being swallowed up little by little.

"Is this the destiny of our Tianqian Sect?"

"But I haven't even seen what the opportunity is, and I'm about to perish here?"

An unprecedented sense of resentment and resistance welled up in Yan Yingjun's heart.

Although he has excavated countless ruins and ancestral lands since he began his cultivation, he has always been extremely respectful, following all the proper procedures, and only taking away opportunities and treasures without causing any damage. Such excellent character makes him an exceptionally good person among the successors of the Tianqian Sect.

The instinct for survival instantly turned Yan Yingjun, who used to always have a smile on his face, into a ferocious expression, with an unprecedentedly fierce light shining deep in his eyes.

"Damn it, this is my physical body!"

He began to recklessly unleash the magical power within his body, transforming it into a raging torrent that crashed towards the ever-growing white feathers! Boom! Deep rumbles echoed continuously within his body. Although large swaths of feathers were annihilated, his arms and legs were simultaneously torn apart.

Faced with such injuries, Yan Yingjun's face was fierce, and he ignored them.

If this continues, I'll die. What's the point of talking about physical injuries? Even if I'm left with only a broken body, there are ways to recover.

However, just as the white feathers on his arms and legs were completely covered by deep, bone-revealing wounds, a new scene filled Yan Yingjun with despair once again.

New feathers grew from the nearly festering wound, even thicker than before, quickly covering his arms and legs again.

What made him even more desperate was that, despite his resistance, the ever-growing, hazy white light began to converge rapidly towards every feather on his body, and a new round of expansion accelerated once again. White feathers began to spread from his arms toward his chest.

Besides that, he felt his soul becoming increasingly disoriented, as if a new will was beginning to enter his body, trying to seize control of his entire physical body and even his soul.

At this crucial moment.

Yan Yingjun's heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, an ancient murmur rang out, instantly bringing him back to his senses.

"Is it the inherited Golden Eyes?"

At this moment, Yan Yingjun seemed to have grasped at a straw, and his eyes burst forth with a tremendous desire to survive.

He began to fight against the white feathers that were eroding his body, frantically channeling all his magical power into an ancient, golden pupil hidden deep within his heart. A clearer, ancient murmur gradually rang out.

The golden pupil, which was once merely an artifact passed down through the Tianqian Sect and otherwise useless, began to slowly revive as Yan Yingjun faced a life-or-death crisis.

But then, his golden pupils flickered slightly, and large ripples of dark golden light surged out, like a tidal wave washing over the mysterious power that had entered Yan Yingjun's body.

puff!puff!
The vast expanse of pure white feathers vanished in an instant, and Yan Yingjun instantly felt that he had regained control over his physical body.

The Heavenly Qian Sect's internal energy cultivation technique was operating wildly within his body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Yingjun rushed headlong toward the passage he had just entered.

However, just as he arrived at the spot where he had entered...

However, they discovered that the Qiankun Passage had already dissipated, and there was no way to leave it. The three-headed golden toad magic weapon flew out again, leaping towards that void, and a new Qianyuan Fusion Heaven Talisman quickly appeared afterward.

"The Universe Passage!"

Yan Yingjun, his face contorted with madness, channeled his magical power once more to activate the secret technique passed down through the Tianqian Sect.

He was well aware of his own situation. Although the suddenly erupting inherited golden eye suppressed the invading mysterious power and prevented the white feathers from growing back, that power had not dissipated and remained dormant within him, ready to erupt again at any moment.

hum!hum!
The three-headed golden toad, several tens of feet long, seemed to be leaping through the depths of the void, searching for a way out. At the same time, a vast golden pattern erupted, rapidly constructing a new exit route.

Yan Yingjun then re-merged with the activated Qian Yuan Rong Tian Talisman, transforming into a butterfly and accelerating his escape into the depths of the void.

Boom! Boom!
Under Yan Yingjun's reckless actions.

The three golden toads had even begun to show large cracks, and their six golden pupils released rays that continuously pierced through layers of obstacles in the Qiankun Passage, taking the opportunity to fix every spatial node and rapidly take shape.

Yan Yingjun accelerated his descent into the depths of the Qiankun Passage, his multicolored wings breaking through layers of obstacles until finally, a familiar aura that filled him with ecstasy appeared at the end.

That was the primordial energy of heaven and earth from the sealed land.

However, just as Yan Yingjun was about to hasten his departure.

The mysterious power that had been forcibly suppressed erupted once more, and countless tiny white feathers began to resist desperately, taking root and growing anew despite the suppression of the inherited golden eyes.

hum!hum!hum!
The previously hazy, white world below seemed to have heard a call.

Located in the central area, the incredibly large, holy white phantom of two wings, hanging down from the sky, flickered slightly.

An unprecedented white radiance once again poured down and converged on Yan Yingjun. After being empowered by the power of heaven and earth below, the large white feathers that had been slowly taking root and growing became even stronger, growing and expanding almost instantly, covering Yan Yingjun's arms and legs again. Feathers also began to take root from his flesh on his chest.

Yan Yingjun felt the power within his body spiral out of control once again, and everything he feared reappeared.

A nearly solidified, even more holy and pure white light enveloped him, and his soul once again fell into confusion, trying to draw him back to that unknown and mysterious world.

Quack! Quack!
The voice from within the Golden Eyes resounded once more, helping Yan Yingjun regain consciousness.

Taking advantage of this last moment of lucidity, Yan Yingjun made a new choice.

He gave up the precious time for his last struggle and poured all the power in his body into the Qian Yuan Rong Tian Talisman.

hum!hum!
The next moment, Yan Yingjun separated from the Qian Yuan Rong Tian Talisman. He continued to fall into the holy and pure white light, which pulled him down. However, the Qian Yuan Rong Tian Talisman, which carried his last hope, was burning wildly and carrying a special token, rushing towards the Qiankun Passage in the last moment.

In the last moment when Yan Yingjun regained consciousness.

He finally saw the Qian Yuan Rong Tian Talisman exhaust its last bit of power and disappear through the Qian Kun Channel.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Yan Yingjun's desperate eyes.

Now, his only hope of survival probably rests on his senior brother who is far away in another sea.

The eastern part of the Southern Moon Sea.

At the summit of the majestic Lingfeng Peak in the center of Qingyun Island.

call!call!
A faint blue light enveloped the sky and earth, like a vast ocean suspended between heaven and earth.

Each flow of endless blue light was like a tide, causing the surrounding world to roar continuously.

However, at that moment, the endless blue light that had been flowing suddenly stopped and then quickly dissipated.

At the summit of Lingfeng, a young figure in a green robe appeared, sitting cross-legged.

"Something happened to Yan Yingjun?"

Li Qing slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise in his gaze.

To this day, this is the first time he has received such a direct message of help from Yan Yingjun.

A telepathic talisman flew out.

There was only one simple sentence inside: "Senior brother, save me."

What exactly was the crisis?

Although that Junior Brother Yan is only at the peak of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, his inheritance is special, and he has countless ways to protect himself. Even if those late-stage Nascent Soul experts from the outside world were to take action themselves, they would probably find it difficult to stop him.

"Inner Star Sea!"

After checking the location inside the communication talisman, Li Qing slowly stood up.

"Very well, I was just planning to go to the Inner Star Sea anyway, so let's move it up a bit."

A profound meaning flashed in Li Qing's eyes.

During his years of seclusion to comprehend the Dao of Water Purification, he also pondered the two major opportunities that would determine his future path of cultivation: the innate spiritual water and the object that the Dao of the Water Abyss resides in. In the end, a special force that he had once come into contact with by chance came to mind - the Astrological Palace.

Back when he was competing for a spot on the Earthly Fiends Ranking, he met a Star Child named Chen Yan from the Astrology Palace. Later, when he held his ceremony to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage, Chen Yan even came to congratulate him.

But since then, the two have had no further contact.

The astrological star Chen Yan, who initially seemed to be interested in contacting him, never took the initiative to contact him again.

"The Astrological Palace is the only ancient and unique top-tier power in the Inner Star Sea that establishes its sect on the art of divination and prophecy. Its methods are far beyond those of ordinary top-tier powers. Although it acts mysteriously and rarely appears in public, it enjoys a considerable reputation."

The fact that the Astrological Palace was able to independently control the annual Earthly Fiend Ranking Competition is enough to prove everything.

At this moment, Li Qing recalled his conversation with Xing Zichen Yan.

The other party had made it clear from the beginning of their acquaintance that the methods of the Astrological Palace could find hidden places for advancement in the world.

"Since the Astrological Palace is skilled in divination, it might be able to help me find the innate spiritual water and the artifacts that embody the Dao of the Water Abyss."

The next moment, Li Qing headed directly towards the teleportation array deep within the sect's forbidden area.

Yan Yingjun was clearly facing a life-or-death crisis, so he naturally couldn't afford to travel slowly to provide support. Using the teleportation array was the fastest way.

"It's a pity that the ancient teleportation array is now only bound to the spatial node of the Star Palace; otherwise, it could save some travel time."

Deep within a vast spiritual island.

The majestic silver peaks lit up simultaneously, and countless spatial patterns intertwined, instantly piercing through space and opening a spatial passage.

With the help of this teleportation array, we can quickly enter the Inner Star Sea. As for the rest of the journey, we can only travel there.

Li Qing's figure instantly descended towards the spatial passage.