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Biyao's pretty face turned deathly pale. Suppressing her fear, she asked in a trembling voice, "A beast? Aunt You, what...what kind of monster is this?!"

Yu Ji stared intently at the two eerie green lights that were drawing ever closer to the surface of the sea, radiating an overwhelming and ferocious power. Her voice was filled with unprecedented fear: "These are... the Blackwater Serpents!"

"The Blackwater Serpent?!" Biyao was struck dumb, her beautiful eyes widening in disbelief. She exclaimed in a trembling voice, "This ancient demon... wasn't it killed by its natural enemy, the divine beast Yellow Bird, in the Western Great Swamp a thousand years ago?!"

Youji cried out urgently, "That's what the rumors say! But it has appeared here today... I don't know why either! Biyao, this Black Water Serpent is an ancient demonic beast, fierce and unparalleled, with unfathomable power. Only its natural enemy, the Yellow Bird, can defeat it! We must retreat quickly! It will be too late if we delay any longer!"

Her tone was urgent, filled with an undeniable sense of urgency.

However, their reaction was still too slow!

Just as Youji finished speaking

"roar--!!!"

A roar that seemed to come from the primordial era shook the entire Abyss of the Dead, and the enormous body of the Blackwater Serpent, hidden beneath the sea, suddenly swung around!

Instantly, an indescribable, terrifying gale, carrying a gigantic wave ten times more powerful than before and several dozen feet high, swept towards the survivors on the shore as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking! Even before the wave arrived, the destructive power it contained had already frozen the air!

"not good!"

"Get out of the way!"

Exclamations of surprise erupted! But before the immense power of heaven and earth, the strength of an individual seemed so insignificant!

The giant wave crashed down with devastating force!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Biyao lost the Heartbreak Flower and was powerless to resist.

Youji swiftly arrived in front of her, and a pale yellow, ring-shaped magic weapon flew out from her sleeve. It shone brightly and transformed into a pale yellow light shield, protecting the two of them!

Figures flew about, and the five men in yellow, along with Jiang Xiaochuan, were instantly scattered and swept away like fallen leaves in a storm in the face of this irresistible force!

Everyone's formation and plans were completely disrupted at this moment, and each person was swept away by the surging waves and violent winds, tossed into different, unknown, dark corners...

Jiang Xiaochuan felt an indescribable force slam into his back!

His vision went black, his throat tasted sweet, and he was thrown backward like a stone launched from a catapult, the whistling wind and roaring waves filling his ears. His body tumbled in the air, completely out of his control.

After flying an unknown distance, with a loud "boom," its back slammed hard against the solid rock wall!

The impact felt like his internal organs had shifted, he saw stars before his eyes, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He didn't die, his bones were fine, but he was in so much pain that he was grimacing and felt like his whole body was falling apart.

He shook his head to shake off the dizziness and found himself crashing into a steep cliff. The cliff was bare, covered with some tenacious vines and moss. He instinctively reached out and grabbed at something, and caught a withered vine about the thickness of his arm that was growing out of a crack in the rock.

The withered vines creaked under the weight. Jiang Xiaochuan looked down at the darkness below, wondering how deep it was. He looked up at the sky again, but it was also pitch black, and he couldn't see the top.

He clung to the withered vines, hanging from the cliff face, panting.

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a depression in the shadow of the cliff not far to his right, with a faint light shining through its edge.

Is it a cave?

Jiang Xiaochuan's heart stirred. He grabbed the withered vine, kicked his feet against the rock wall, and endured the excruciating pain all over his body as he slowly moved toward the depression.

As we got closer, we could see clearly that it was indeed a cave. The entrance was small and was hidden by several protruding rocks and dense vines. If we hadn't gotten close, it would have been hard to spot. Deep inside the cave, a faint light shone through. The light was soft and not glaring, like a luminous pearl or some other kind of light source.

Jiang Xiaochuan was overjoyed and quickened his pace, finally reaching the cave entrance. He reached out and pushed aside the drooping vines, peering inside.

The cave wasn't deep; you could see right to the bottom. It was very dry inside, with a thick layer of dust on the ground. Several glowing beads were embedded in the cave ceiling, emitting a hazy light. It looked like it was man-made, and perhaps someone had lived in seclusion here many years ago.

He was just about to climb in.

His gaze inadvertently swept downwards.

Below the cliff, not far from the sea, a person was lying on a protruding black reef.

The light green clothes stood out against the dark rocks.

Face down, motionless, long hair disheveled, spread out on the rocks, swaying slightly with the waves.

It's Biyao.

Jiang Xiaochuan was stunned.

How did she get here? Where is You Ji? Where are those people in yellow? Were they scattered by the waves?

He looked at her lying there, motionless, as if she had fainted, or perhaps... she was dead.

A sudden pang of unease gripped his heart. He recalled her ending in the original story, those ten years, and her gradually cooling body as she lay in Gui Li's arms.

I feel... a little sorry for her.

The thought popped into his head, and he was stunned for a moment. Feeling sorry for her? Feeling sorry for a demonic witch from a cult? She had almost killed him just now.

But seeing her lying all alone on the rocks, being washed by the cold waves, her bright green clothes covered in mud and seaweed, she looked like an abandoned rag doll...

He clicked his tongue.

trouble.

Just as I was about to look away, I suddenly caught a glimpse of two huge, eerie green "lights" on the dark sea in the distance, slowly moving toward us!

The Blackwater Serpent noticed the commotion and swam over!

The speed wasn't fast, but the sense of oppression was like a real mountain, pressing down heavily.

Jiang Xiaochuan's scalp tingled.

Without thinking, he let go of the vine and fell downwards!

After falling about ten feet, he spotted a protruding rock below, pushed off with his foot to cushion the fall, then let go again, falling a little further. He did this several times until he finally landed on the protruding rock.

The rocks were slippery, but he steadied himself and quickly walked to Biyao's side. He knelt down and reached out to check her breath.

It's very faint, but it's still there.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and without thinking much, he put one hand under her knees and the other around her back, lifting her up in his arms.

It's very light to the touch, soft and squishy, ​​with the coolness and dampness of seawater.

Picking her up, Jiang Xiaochuan looked up at the cave above that was emitting a faint light, and then at the giant, eerie green eye that was getting closer and closer on the distant sea.

He gritted his teeth, held Biyao in one arm, grabbed a protrusion on the rock wall with the other, pushed off with his feet, and shot upwards!

He climbed very quickly, using both hands and feet like an agile ape. He was carrying someone in his arms, but his movements were not slow. In a few leaps, he had reached the bottom of the cave entrance.

He spotted the spot, stepped hard on a protruding rock, and used the momentum to leap upwards. He grabbed the edge of the cave entrance with his other hand, and with a burst of strength from his waist and abdomen, he and Biyao tumbled into the cave.

As soon as we entered the cave, before we could even catch our breath, we heard a loud "boom" outside!

The entire cave shook violently! Rocks and pebbles rained down!

Jiang Xiaochuan rolled on the spot with Biyao in his arms to avoid the falling rocks and looked up at the cave entrance.

A colossal snake tail, covered in jet-black scales, slammed against the rock wall above the cave like a towering pillar!

The rock wall groaned under the strain, cracking open in countless places, and large chunks of rock collapsed and tumbled down!

Smoke and dust filled the air, and pebbles rained down.

After the tremors subsided and the dust settled, Jiang Xiaochuan looked towards the cave entrance.

The entrance to the cave has been completely buried and blocked by collapsed rocks.

Only a faint sliver of light pierced through the cracks in the rocks, accompanied by the muffled roar of the waves outside.

They were sealed inside the cave.

Jiang Xiaochuan sat on the cold ground, leaning against the rock wall, holding the unconscious Biyao in his arms.

I'm not worried about being trapped to death.

If he uses the food and water in his storage space sparingly, it will last him half a year. He just doesn't know if there is any fresh water in this cave.

He looked down at Biyao in his arms. She was still unconscious, her brows furrowed, her face pale, her lips white, and her wet hair clung to her cheeks and neck, water droplets dripping from the ends of her hair and wetting his sleeves.

He gently placed her on the ground, letting her lean against the rock wall. He checked her pulse again; it was still weak, but somewhat steady.

After settling Biyao in, Jiang Xiaochuan sat down against the rock wall. His whole body felt like it was falling apart, and he was in pain everywhere. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down.

Once you're far away from her, the Bloodthirsty Bead falls silent again.

He suddenly remembered Lu Xueqi.

Where is she now? Was she taken up by the God-Slaying Spear? Did she run into Qi Hao and the others? Is her injury serious?

I felt a little panicked, yet also a little empty.

He tried calling out in his mind, "Sister Hongli."

After a long while, Hongli lazily hummed in response, her voice sounding even weaker than before, but her spirits seemed high, with a hint of schadenfreude: "So, all done? How's that little vixen?"

"She's fainted. Sister Hongli, can you... talk to Xueqi? The God-Slaying Spear is with her."

"Speak? No way." Hong Li said bluntly, "We're too far apart, and our senses are weak. However, I can barely convey a simple meaning."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaochuan's spirits lifted. "You can convey anything?"

"It depends on what you want to send. Something too complicated won't get through. Something like... 'Reassure me,' 'Danger,' 'Hurry up,' or something similar."

Jiang Xiaochuan thought for a moment.

"Could you send a message saying 'I'm alright'? Let her know I'm okay and not to worry."

"I can give it a try. But kid, I have to warn you, I just helped you send someone away and fend off a snake, so I'm quite exhausted. If I help you send this message again, I'll really need to sleep for a while. How are you going to repay what you owe me?"

"Sister Hongli..." Jiang Xiaochuan's voice lowered.

"Calling me 'sister' won't help," Hongli snorted, but there was little anger in her tone; instead, there was a hint of mockery. "Fine, I'll let it go this time, considering you called me 'good sister' just now."

"Thank you, Sister Hongli."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Concentrate and think about what you want to convey. I'll help you activate the God-Slaying Spear."

Jiang Xiaochuan closed his eyes, trying to concentrate, and repeatedly thought to himself, "All is well," "Peaceful," "I'm alright."

After a while, he felt an extremely faint connection in his mind, as if passing through endless darkness and rocks, leading to a distant direction.

Above the Abyss of the Dead, on a platform.

Qi Hao, Fa Xiang, Li Xun, Yan Hong, and the others had already repelled the Blood Refining Hall and were now gathered at the edge of the platform, gazing down at the bottomless, black-glowing Abyss of the Dead, their faces filled with worry.

Suddenly, a dark red light shot up from the abyss and landed on the platform.

It's Lu Xueqi.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were tightly pressed together, and her light blue dress was stained with blood and dust. A dark red spear was tightly wrapped around her waist as she stood there.

As soon as she landed, she wanted to rush into the abyss, but the spear held her tightly, preventing her from moving.

"Junior Sister Lu!" Qi Hao hurriedly stepped forward.

Lu Xueqi didn't even look at him, but stared intently at the God-Slaying Spear wrapped around her waist, then looked into the abyss, her eyes filled with undisguised anxiety and...fear.

She was afraid—afraid that he was already dead, afraid that his vow to "never live alone" had come true.

Just then, the slaying spear that had been silently wrapped around her suddenly moved.

It loosened her waist, turned the gun upside down, and moved slowly across the dusty, rocky ground.

A horizontal stroke, a vertical stroke, a left-falling stroke, and a right-falling stroke.

Two words.

"well."

Lu Xueqi stared intently at those two words, her eyes unblinking, until the tip of the gun was raised, and those two words were clearly imprinted in the dust.

Her chest heaved violently, like a drowning person finally catching their breath, and her eyes instantly reddened. But then, an even greater worry welled up inside her.

Where is he now? How badly is he injured? Is he in danger?

She was heading into the abyss again.

The God-Slaying Spear was once again placed in front of her, blocking her way. The tip of the spear touched the ground and then slashed.

This time the drawing was done quickly and somewhat hastily, but it's still legible.

"Stop messing around, or you'll run out of spiritual energy."

Lu Xueqi stopped in her tracks. She looked at the words, then at the spear blocking her way, bit her lip, and finally didn't move.

She knew he was telling the truth. Bringing her up with the gun and sending messages must have consumed a great deal of his spiritual energy, and she couldn't let him waste any more of it.

She stood still, her eyes fixed on the direction of the abyss, as if trying to pierce through the layers of darkness to see the person below.

Seeing that she was no longer moving, the God-Slaying Spear went limp and leaned against her leg. The dark red light on the spear completely dimmed, making it look like an ordinary fire poker.

Lu Xueqi looked down at it for a long time, then slowly squatted down, reached out and gently stroked the cold gun barrel.

"You..." she began, her voice soft and trembling, "Take good care of yourself."

No one answered; only the wind from the abyss howled and wailed.

She squatted there on the edge of the platform, guarding the dim spear, staring into the bottomless darkness, motionless.

Qi Hao and the others wanted to persuade her, but seeing the expression on her face, they all silently stepped back.

Beneath the Abyss of the Dead, in a mountain cave.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt the faint connection break, and Hong Li's aura disappeared, falling into a deep sleep.

He opened his eyes, let out a long breath, and said, "The message has been transmitted. She should have seen it, right? She should... listen and not jump down, right?"

A sense of peace followed, but then came immense fatigue and emptiness.

His spiritual energy was completely exhausted, not a single bit left. His wounds were still aching, and his bones ached. He leaned against the rock wall, feeling a bit cold.

It wasn't the cold outside, but the cold that seeped into my bones. The Bloodthirsty Beads were icy cold, and the Soul-Sealing Bones were also icy cold. This body seemed to have never truly been warm.

Except... when you're close to her.