manynovel Chapter 3414 The Connection Between Souls
Chapter 3414 The Connection Between Souls
Smoke and dust billowed into the sky, and gravel flew everywhere.
Little Yellow and Little Blue cried out, "Master!"
"Su Shen!" Yang Rui wanted to save him, but his weakened body prevented him from taking a single step.
"Su Shen!!"
Qi Yan's crimson-gold pupils narrowed slightly, as he tried to rush over to help.
But the Heavenly Ghost Dragon suddenly swung its ten-thousand-foot-long bone tail and lashed out fiercely!
"Oh!"
Qi Yan was struck as if by a giant mountain, his entire body flying out and crashing heavily into the rock wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood, unable to get up again.
In the deep pit.
Yang Susu struggled to climb out of the pit, and the ten-tailed phantom slowly receded, transforming back into human form.
She was covered in blood, her once snow-white dress now stained a glaring scarlet, and her hair was disheveled.
His breath was extremely weak, and every step he took was precarious.
Even so, her clear and cold phoenix eyes remained bright as stars, her fighting spirit undiminished, and her pride unyielding.
"It's not over yet..."
She gritted her bloodied teeth, gripped the trembling Holy Heaven Sword tightly, and charged forward again to fight to the death.
But at this very moment...
But the ghosts and spirits suddenly stopped.
He hovered high in the sky, his black robes fluttering, and black mist swirling around him.
Those cold, merciless eyes slowly passed over the blood-soaked Yang Susu and landed directly on someone in the distance—
The body of Yang Rui, who was being desperately treated by Xiao Huang, was pale and weak.
The corners of the ghost's mouth slowly curved into a cruel, sinister, and chilling arc.
"God has no weaknesses!"
"But you have it!"
"As expected, the gods of the lower realms are weak."
"Therefore, you are not worthy to ascend to the divine realm, not worthy to be a god!"
Yang Susu suddenly turned around.
"Yang Rui!!!"
The spirits were about to attack Yang Rui, who was the weakest and palest among them.
She wanted to stand in front of Yang Rui, after all, he was Xiaoman's third senior brother.
But at this moment, the towering ghost dragon swung its bone claws wildly and swept its bone tail horizontally, tightly binding her and preventing her from taking even half a step.
"late."
The ghost spoke indifferently, his tone full of the playful mockery of a cat catching a mouse.
He slowly raised a finger, and at the tip of his finger, a strange light, no bigger than a grain of rice yet as black as an abyss, condensed.
The light was extremely faint, yet it exuded a terrifying aura capable of instantly annihilating the soul.
"Soul-Destroying Finger".
The word fell.
call out--!
The black light vanished from his fingertips in an instant.
next second.
It appeared directly in front of Yang Rui's brow, right up close!
too fast!
It happened so fast that Yang Rui didn't have time to react at all, or even to close his eyes.
He could only watch helplessly as that black light, representing absolute death, magnified infinitely in his pupils.
"cough……"
Yang Rui wanted to raise his hand to wield his sword, to unleash his spiritual power, and to dodge.
But his body was already firmly locked by the terrifying killing intent of the ghost, and he couldn't even move a finger, like prey nailed to the spot.
Am I... going to die?
Hua Nian, it seems I'll never see you again in this lifetime...
I miss you so much!
Just as the black light of the Soul-Destroying Finger was about to touch Yang Rui's brow.
"Roar--!!!"
A huge dark shadow blocked his way.
"Little Dragon—!!!"
Yang Susu's voice was hoarse.
But she was tightly bound by the bone dragon and could not move an inch, so she could only watch helplessly as that scene unfolded.
Pfft—!
The Soul-Destroying Finger, powerful enough to annihilate the souls of those below the Divine Realm, pierced through Zhu Lin's dragon body without any hindrance.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Zhu Lin did not let out a single painful roar.
He slowly turned his head around.
At first glance, I looked towards the Candle Dragon Clan members in the distance who had been freed from the Soul-Devouring Slave Seal and regained their freedom.
My second glance fell on the innocent little girl who was hugging the old priest and crying out "Grandmother."
With his last glance, he looked at Yang Susu, whose eyes were red and swollen.
On that aged, weary face, weathered by hardship, a relieved, peaceful, and liberated smile slowly appeared.
"Our people...are saved..."
"Goodbye, young master..."
boom.
The last bit of starlight completely dissipated.
Heaven and earth are silent.
Only a palm-sized, blood-red, and crystalline dragon scale remained, slowly drifting down from the sky.
That was the hardest, most solid, and last remaining thought in Zhu Lin's entire being.
"Zhu Lin!!!"
Yang Rui knelt down with a thud, his hands trembling as he caught the blood-red dragon scale.
The dragon scales had sharp edges, instantly cutting his palm.
Bright red human blood dripped onto the dragon scales and was instantly and silently absorbed.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough..."
Yang Rui coughed violently and frantically, each cough sounding as if he were coughing up his lungs.
Scalding tears mingled with blood from the corner of her mouth, each drop falling onto the dust, blooming into poignant, vibrant blood flowers.
He gripped the dragon scale tightly, his fingers digging so hard that his nails dug deep into the flesh of his palms until they bled profusely, yet he felt no pain whatsoever…
……
Blue Sky Realm.
In stark contrast to the gloomy, dark, and lifeless ghost realm, the sky here is a clear blue, and the clouds and mist swirl around like gauze.
Countless picturesque, ethereal islands float in the air, covered with magical herbs and adorned with flying birds.
Colorful phoenixes dance gracefully among the giant phoenix trees, their wings scattering a peaceful and warm divine light, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and beauty everywhere.
In the cloud palace surrounded by a sea of clouds at the highest point.
Hu Xiaoman, dressed in a pure white and gorgeous divine robe, was sitting cross-legged on a soft cloud carpet.
She was holding a shivering, fluffy pink phoenix in her hand, and was clumsily and carefully tying it into a cute little bun with a thin red string.
"Be good, don't move. I'll give you candy after I've tied it up."
Fox Xiaoman's lips curved into a smile as she hummed a light, off-key tune. Her little face radiated a bright, innocent, and carefree smile, as pure as a handful of fresh snow.
Sudden.
Her movements suddenly froze.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the little pink phoenix in my hand broke free, flapped its wings, and flew away in a panic.
But Hu Xiaoman did not chase after her.
She sat there blankly, clutching her chest tightly with one hand.
it hurts!
Why... does it suddenly hurt so much here?
It felt like something precious had been forcibly ripped from my heart. A piece was taken away.
She felt empty and the pain made it hard for her to breathe.
"puff!"
Fox Xiaoman suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Bright red blood splattered, instantly staining the pristine white robe on her chest, a shocking sight.
Deepest in her dantian.
The little dragon's contract soul imprint emitted a crisp, heartbreaking cracking sound.
Then--
Disappeared completely.
A connection between souls.
broken.
Fox Xiaoman knelt blankly on the cloud carpet, looking down at the glaring red bloodstain on the ground.
Large, hot tears welled up in those innocent eyes.
Tears rolled down like broken strings, landing on the bloodstains and spreading out in fine, scattered watermarks.