A blind man cultivates immortality and witnesses the great secret of the holy maiden in her bridal c

The pool in the forest is clear, its surface shimmering with tiny sparkles, and the shadows of the surrounding plants and trees fall silently on its surface.

Seeing Chen Yang's appearance, Feng Tingting felt no shame; instead, a resolute glint flashed in her eyes. She quickly reached out and gently shook Chen Yang's head, saying, "Chen Yang, if you really can't bear to die... if you like, then... then lean on me a little longer."

As she spoke, she hugged Chen Yang even tighter.

On the banks of the pool, the two naked bodies embraced tightly, their warm breaths mingling, adding a touch of romance to this treacherous, secret realm of rifts.

Chen Yang never expected Feng Tingting to be so proactive.

Feng Tingting looked down at Chen Yang in her arms, bit her lower lip, and suddenly turned her waist and leaned down onto Chen Yang.

Chen Yang was startled by this and quickly said, "Hey! Wait a minute, joking around is fine, but this really won't do!"

Feng Tingting lowered her head, her watery eyes looking at Chen Yang, and said softly, "If this can reduce your suffering before you die, that would be wonderful."

Before she finished speaking, she lowered her head and kissed Chen Yang's lips.

Chen Yang tried to explain, but Feng Tingting was unusually domineering and didn't give him a chance to explain at all.

Soon, the two of them rolled down onto the soft grass by the pool, embracing each other and becoming one.

Meanwhile, on the distant Black Desert battlefield, the cultivators from the White Pine Sect and the Heavenly Sea Sect joined forces and quickly wiped out all the remaining Holy Fire Sect cultivators.

Without the blessing of the Sacred Fire Altar, the combat power of these Sacred Fire Cult cultivators was already mediocre, and they were simply no match for the combined counterattack of the two factions.

After killing everyone, the disciples of Baisong Sect looked at the people of Tianhai Sect, and they were all extremely grateful. They stepped forward to bow and express their thanks.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the cultivators of the White Pine Sect all looked up at the sky and then sighed in unison.

An elder shook his head and said, "I don't know if Elder Feng will be able to come back alive. She was hunted down by the Holy Fire Sect elders with the altar, and she must be suffering terribly now."

Everyone around sighed and silently prayed that Feng Tingting would return safely.

Little did they know that although Feng Tingting's face showed some pain, she was secretly pleased. Her suffering was completely different from what everyone imagined.

More than half an hour later, everything finally calmed down.

Feng Tingting turned her head to look at Chen Yang beside her, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears. She gently kissed Chen Yang's cheek and asked, "Are you... feeling any better now?"

Chen Yang felt a little ashamed and quickly nodded, saying, "Yes, it's much better. Before, I felt like my head was about to explode, as if countless flames were burning inside, but I don't know why, after we did it just now, the fire in my head disappeared without a trace. Now I feel like I won't die."

Feng Tingting exclaimed "Wow!" and looked at Chen Yang in disbelief, saying, "Really? You're really not going to die?"

Chen Yang nodded: "I'm feeling great now. Apart from being a little weak, I feel better than ever before."

Upon hearing this, Feng Tingting sat up abruptly. She looked down at herself, then at Chen Yang, her mind in turmoil.

How can this be good?

She originally thought Chen Yang was going to die, so she thought of helping him alleviate some of his pain before he died. That's why she was so open-minded.

But now, the pain has indeed lessened, and Chen Yang is not dead, but she and he have already had such an intimate relationship. What should she do in the future?

Feng Tingting's mind was in turmoil, but at the same time, she vaguely felt that this wasn't so bad after all. Especially the feeling just now, which was several times better than she had imagined.

Chen Yang was at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated.

The two stared at each other for three seconds. Feng Tingting quickly got up, hurriedly put on her clothes, and said to Chen Yang, "Fellow Daoist Chen, it's so good that you survived. From now on, let's keep to ourselves and pretend we don't know each other."

Chen Yang grabbed her wrist, raised an eyebrow, and said, "What do you mean by 'well water' or 'river water'? Our waters have been mixed together for a long time. Anyway, from now on, you're my woman."

Feng Tingting froze on the spot.

Just then, bursts of fireworks suddenly rose into the distance, and five distress flares from Baisongmen exploded in succession, dazzling and blinding. Immediately afterward, distress flares from Tianhaimen were also launched into the sky one after another.

Chen Yang and Feng Tingting stood up at the same time.

Chen Yang frowned and said incredulously, "What's going on? How come both sides sent out distress signals at the same time? This shouldn't be happening."

Feng Tingting also looked puzzled: "Logically speaking, we've already destroyed the Sacred Flame Altar. The remaining remnants of the Sacred Flame Cult should be easily defeated by the two factions working together. What exactly happened?"

Chen Yang said in a deep voice, "Stop guessing, let's go take a look!"

As the two were about to take off, Feng Tingting glanced at Chen Yang, then blushed and spat, "Chen Yang, can you at least put your clothes on first!"

Chen Yang looked down and realized he had been too flustered and was still naked. He hurriedly dressed, and then the two of them transformed into two streaks of light, rushing towards the Black Desert.

When the two returned to the Black Desert area they had been in, the scene before them made their hearts sink.

A massive sacred fire altar has appeared in the sky above the Black Desert!

More than two hundred Holy Fire Cult cultivators were stationed around the altar, each exuding a powerful and imposing aura, even stronger than the previous group. Four elders stood guard at the four corners of the altar.

This sacred fire altar is more than twice the size of the one Chen Yang just took away!

Chen Yang and Feng Tingting, hiding behind the sand dunes, watched in stunned silence. Neither of them could understand what had gotten into the Holy Fire Cult.

It should be noted that sacred fire altars are extremely rare and precious.

But now, so many sacred fire altars have appeared in this crack!

In the air, Elder Luo Wei of the Holy Fire Sect pointed to the black desert below and roared with laughter, "Go! Kill them all! Every cultivator from the Myriad Immortals Dynasty in the entire rift, leave no one alive, kill them without mercy!"

Chen Yang lowered his voice and said to Feng Tingting beside him, "What on earth is going on? This Sacred Fire Altar is even bigger than the previous ones. Has the Sacred Fire Cult gone mad? Are they trying to move all their altars into this Dark Rift?"

Feng Tingting also looked puzzled: "It is indeed very strange. Just like you said, the altars of the Holy Fire Cult are all priceless treasures, and their numbers are limited. How could they have gathered so many altars into a mere crack?"

Chen Yang's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "Never mind that, let's do it the old way. I'll sneak over first, and you're in charge of drawing those people away."