Chapter 87: I Call You Senior Sister, and You Actually Dare to Agree?
Holding Huasang and rampaging mightily, Lu Yibei was somewhat intoxicated, reliving old dreams with the Great Sun Vairocana Statue. She had the audacity to charge straight at the massive object that had reformed from various items.
However, just a few steps forward, she sensed something was off.
Her eyes fixed on the colossal object not far ahead, she attempted to catch its subsequent movements through her premonition, but it felt as if her premonition had suddenly malfunctioned, failing to convey any information.
Lu Yibei had never encountered such a situation before; shocked, she hesitated in her steps.
In the past, her premonitions had successfully predicted the actions of many powerful enemies, even the Cataclysm Grade urban legends like Jumeng and the Inheritance Beast.
Though sometimes even if she successfully predicted the opponent’s actions, her reaction couldn’t keep up, at least she had successfully predicted them!
Before Lu Yibei could understand why her premonition had suddenly failed, a terrifying Spirit Energy fluctuation descended without warning, interrupting her thoughts.
The strength of that Spirit Energy fluctuation far exceeded that of most Spirit Ability Users and urban legends she had previously encountered, even Jumeng and Qunyang, beings considered divine, seemed inferior in comparison.
The surroundings briefly fell into a deadly silence as a thick fog enveloped everything.
“Boom—!”
Blinding lightning rolled through the lead-colored clouds, and thunder echoed across the sky.
Lu Yibei looked up, witnessing thousands of armored phantoms emerging in the sky, whispering something in unison.
Their whispers converged, erupting into a deafening roar, resembling the booming drums of war.
Following the first clap of thunder, just as the sound receded, countless bolts of lightning suddenly descended from the sky, raining down devastating strikes onto the ground.
In an instant, the entire lockdown zone was shrouded in solemn lightning, invoking a faint impulse to bow down in worship.
Amidst it all, Lu Yibei could feel her hair standing on end as arcs of electricity surged through the air.
Wherever the magnificent lightning struck, members of the Secret Society and strange creatures constrained by the mist were violently pierced and shredded, their tragic screams drowned out by the deafening thunder.
Then…
In the searing heat carried by the thunder, their remains ignited, turning into charred puddles of burnt sludge.
The entire lockdown area fell silent again, smoke billowing through the desolated streets, a burnt stench hanging in the air.
Only then did Lu Yibei realize why her premonition had failed — all the targets she had locked onto were no longer in existence, making it impossible to predict their next moves.
“…”
In a matter of seconds, all members of the Secret Society and strange creatures had been slaughtered…
What kind of being had acted in the shadows? Were they friend or foe?
d*mn it, I haven’t even had the chance to find a way out of this lockdown area, and now someone even stronger has come. If they are an enemy, then it’s all over!
As Lu Yibei was deep in thought, she saw Huasang free herself from Lu Yibei’s grasp on her ankle, standing upright and calmly brushing off the dust from her clothes.
“The rescue has finally arrived,” Huasang muttered, turning her head to look at Lu Yibei. “Do you have some time later? I have a few things I want to discuss with you.”
She wanted to have a serious chat with Lu Yibei about the engagement of her senior ancestor Qing Ji and Lu Yibei’s strange ability to absorb the Night Erosion.
“No, that’s fine, but…” Lu Yibei frowned, “What do you mean by rescue?”
Huasang glanced up at the lingering clouds and lightning in the sky, retracting her gaze and smirking slightly. “It’s clearly the Elder of the Sect’s doing.”
Elder of the Sect? Lu Yibei paused for a moment, then her pupils constricted slightly.
Isn’t the Elder of Dachunyang Palace the Black Emperor? And isn’t the Black Emperor Zhang Hainan?
Oh no, oh no, this ally is somehow more terrifying than the enemy!
If my identity is exposed, it could lead to a double d*ath socially and physiologically, so…
Having made a decision, Lu Yibei resolved that if there was an opportunity to avoid direct contact with Zhang Hainan, she would immediately slip away. If captured, she absolutely must not reveal her identity, even if beaten to d*ath.
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Outside the lockdown area, on a narrow street.
Sheim was still attempting to break through, and upon seeing that old man casually strolling past the invisible barrier, the determination that had nearly dwindled within him flared back up, fighting harder.
The Miracle Cult had a saying — miracles are just another name for giving it your all.
He believed that the primary reason he hadn’t broken through the barrier was that he hadn’t tried hard enough; he hadn’t pushed to the end where miracles happen.
“Boom—!”
With a muffled sound, Sheim launched himself and collided vigorously against the barrier, only to be rebounded once again. During his backward flight, a look of surprise crossed his face as his gaze subtly shifted.
Just then, as his body collided with the invisible barrier, he heard a thunderous roar like he had never heard before.
What was happening inside? The Holy Son…
Sheim pondered in uncertainty as he slowly approached the invisible barrier, reaching out to touch it.
At that moment, a sudden change occurred.
For a brief moment, Sheim heard the sound of shattering right next to his ear.
It was as if a stone from afar had struck and broken glass.
Ahead of him, that originally tangible yet invisible barrier was being torn apart, with cracks appearing and shining brightly from deep within.
“Crack—crack—!”
The continuous sounds of shattering erupted, and the cracks on the invisible barrier grew more numerous and denser, interweaving to form a network, sketching a fleeting gigantic phantom against the dim and unclear dawn.
The first to break was the top of the barrier, where a fissure nearly a hundred meters long appeared, blinding arcs of lightning spewing from the opening.
Then, the surrounding space seemed to tremble slightly, emitting a faint yet daunting booming resonance.
And then…
Like an egg being crushed, the invisible barrier exploded.
Countless “shells” formed from pure Spirit Energy scattered in all directions like shards of glass, shimmering with a faint blue hue in the reflection of the violent arcs.
A long-awaited whistling sound erupted, fierce winds spreading and rushing through the empty, silent streets of the eternal night in the early morning.
Under the assault of the arcs of electricity dispersing in the air, the stubble on Sheim’s face stood on end as he stood frozen in place, maintaining the motion of reaching out to touch, until Salih’s body crashed heavily to the ground, issuing a painful groan, snapping him back to reality.
“What the hell, I…?”
Sheim looked down at his hands, his face filled with disbelief.
He felt that the shattering of the invisible barrier was closely tied to his relentless charges.
Like water dripping through stone, he had done it; he had created a great miracle!
Salih struggled to get up and looked at Sheim, “Uh, Elder, this is…”
“That’s right! I did it!” Sheim answered without hesitation, straightening his back.
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In the Chi Li Hall of Dachunyang Palace, in a certain isolated studio.
Hu Chuan, sitting cross-legged on a mat, suddenly convulsed and jolted awake, immediately spitting out a spurt of pale bl**d, his spirit immediately sinking to its lowest point.
He supported his shaky body with a hand, murmuring to himself, “The Black Emperor… truly impressive…”
When Zhang Hainan entered the lockdown area, Hu Chuan had been completely oblivious until the moment Zhang Hainan made his move; it was already too late when he sensed his presence.
In his vision peering into the lockdown area, he only saw a dignified figure in jade crown and dark robes, accompanied by a black dragon ascending slowly. Then, a burst of light exploded, piercing his eyes.
The light was a dazzling silver-white, resplendent and imposing.
Even from a great distance, he was scorched by the power contained within that light; his internal organs felt like they were being churned apart.
“…”
Hu Chuan stared blankly for a moment, sensing the emotions of Zhang Shuo, created into an object within him, exude joyful exuberance, while his pale face gradually darkened.
“You seem really happy?” Hu Chuan raised a hand to gently caress the pulsating flesh in his chest, sneering, “Ha, don’t worry, I won’t d*e, even if…”
Even if the opponent is the renowned Black Emperor, it’s impossible to pin down me protected under that great lord’s power… Hu Chuan added silently in his mind.
As he mulled this over, he quickly adjusted his breath, got up, donned his clothing, exited the isolated studio, left the Chi Li Hall, and blended into the crowd of Dachunyang Palace disciples heading for Qing Hui Hall, walking toward the direction of the gate.
Then…
As the echoes of distant and ethereal bell sounds resonated through the mountains, he exited the gates of Dachunyang Palace, his figure vanishing within the scenic area of Zhenwu Mountain.
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Breaking a lockdown constructed by the power of the God Realm was not the same as directly destroying the God Realm; Zhang Hainan had initially thought it would be an easy task.
However, after his first clash of powers with the terrifying urban legend hiding behind the Secret Society, he realized just how bizarre the opponent’s power was.
Zhang Hainan had intended to analyze the opponent’s power to break the lockdown, but as he truly began to dismantle the lockdown enveloping the entire residential area, he realized it was not feasible and could only forcefully damage it, expending quite a bit of energy.
Compared to playing chess with the General while pretending to be incompetent, distracting him with tricks, this was tenfold more exhausting!
The dignified phantom constructed by the swirling Spirit Patterns around him dissipated, the flickering flames in his eyes almost solidifying and extinguishing. Zhang Hainan regained his focus and glanced at Lu Yibei and Huasang on the street of the residential area.
“Oh? Little rascal, you still want to run?”
Upon seeing Lu Yibei stealthily approaching the edge of the residential zone, he raised an eyebrow, and with a slight touch of his toes to the ground, his figure disappeared from sight.
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As thunder rumbled across the sky once more, Lu Yibei looked up to find the area above the residential zone completely covered in light.
The lightning struck like countless spears piercing the invisible barrier, as if the sky and the sea had reversed, tumultuous waves rolled in the sky, emitting continuous roars.
For a moment, it felt as if space trembled, struggling painfully.
And then…
The “sky” broke open, a weak morning light piercing through the darkness that had enveloped the residential area all night, cascading to the ground. Unfortunately, the former residents here would never see this beam of sunlight again.
Lu Yibei paused momentarily, quickly regaining her senses and immediately moving towards the edge of the residential area.
The lockdown had finally lifted; if not now, then when?
Fang Girl… uh, let me find her when the heat dies down!
After all, her luck was off the charts; nothing would go wrong, Lu Yibei thought.
At that moment, a whistling sound pierced the air as a slightly hunched old man descended from above, blocking her path.
In an instant, a chilling Spirit Energy fluctuation locked onto Lu Yibei, causing her body to suddenly stiffen, as if every inch of her energy, organs, and even every molecule of moisture was affected by that Spirit Energy fluctuation, immobilized.
Is this the most powerful Spirit Ability User of the Siye Society, the Black Emperor himself?
Truly, unbelievably strong! Lu Yibei thought anxiously.
Though she didn’t want to admit it, under the inexplicable sense of crisis brought about by that Spirit Energy fluctuation, she was indeed scared.
Her body stiff, trembling uncontrollably.
Zhang Hainan slowly turned, walking leisurely towards her, ultimately stopping in front of Lu Yibei, reaching out his hand to her.
Upon seeing Zhang Hainan’s face and his hand reaching out towards Lu Yibei, Huasang’s heart tightened, rushing forward to stand between the two.
“Stop! Old man, don’t get carried away; she’s not the enemy!”
Zhang Hainan glanced at Huasang, unhurriedly saying, “I know, she’s Gu Qiqi. By the way, she’s my senior sister.”
“You agree, right? Senior Sister?”
As he spoke, his gaze bypassed Huasang, landing on Lu Yibei, revealing a meaningful smile.
The term “Senior Sister” made Lu Yibei’s heart shudder, her face immediately turning extremely unsightly, but she still responded, “Uh, yes, yes! It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, Junior Brother; how’s your health? I must tell you, as you age, take care of your health, sleep early, and exercise more.”
It’s just a matter of calling her Senior Sister; if he dares to say it, I’ll dare to agree!
As long as he doesn’t attack me…
Zhang Hainan realized Lu Yibei had thick skin, but he didn’t expect it to be to such an extent.
Brat, you have some guts!
I call you Senior Sister, and you actually dare to agree?
Zhang Hainan thought, his expression darkening as he asked Lu Yibei, “I heard someone say that Lu Yibei was also trapped in here, which is why I came to lend a hand. Senior Sister, you know that little rascal is the descendant of Senior Brother Qing Ji; how can I stand by and do nothing?”
“But when I arrived, I didn’t see him… Senior Sister, you’re close to him; you must know where he is, right? Don’t lie to me; I’ll be very angry.”
d*mn! That old man seems to be threatening me… Lu Yibei remained silent for two seconds, bracing herself, her expression impassive, “Yes! I also want to know where he went. I actually came here to find him but couldn’t, so it’s likely there was an error in the information.”
“By the way, I suddenly remembered, Junior Brother, do you still like those interesting little trinkets like before? Recently, someone gifted me one that I don’t like; would you like me to pass it on to you?”
If you threaten me, then I can only threaten you back.
Yet, just as Lu Yibei and Zhang Hainan were circling each other with hidden daggers, the bystander Huasang fell into a chaotic train of thought.
Wait a minute! The Elder of the Sect just said Lu Yibei is the descendant of Senior Brother Qing Ji…
The descendant of Senior Brother Qing Ji is also that fiancé whom I’ve never met…
Then, that means Lu Yibei is…
In an instant, as Huasang thought about her previous haphazard deductions and what she had said in front of Qing Ji, a blush crept onto her cheeks, wishing she could shrink into a turtle shell.
Thus, while Lu Yibei and Zhang Hainan exchanged their unspoken, awkward secrets, Huasang, as a bystander, was the first to experience social embarrassment.
