Yan Li had no other choice. She frantically urged her Vital Qi to force it out of her body, hoping to slightly weaken the impact.
"The Eternal Night laments on the Plain of Heaven. I alone raise the Divine Fire and light the altar … The Star Spirit sleeping in the void, please obey the ancient contract of the Witch God and connect to the other side of the Void Abyss …"
In the nick of time, Tang Sanhua chanted an incantation.
As she chanted, a huge amount of Vital Qi was devoured, and the color on her face instantly drained.
"Star Fall Descends!"
In the blink of an eye, the void above Yan Li and Tang Sanghua's heads was torn apart by an invisible force. The combined force of the walls of the void clashed with the huge force. The friction created purplish-black lightning and made a hair-raising sound.
The next moment, something squeezed out from the crack. "Rumble, rumble." Two consecutive loud sounds exploded in their ears.
Yan Li instantly lost her hearing. She saw stars and her head buzzed.
The first sound was the sound of something falling from the crack, and the second was the sound of a boulder crashing on top of it.
When they looked closely, they saw a humanoid monster that was twelve feet tall. Its entire body was made of stone. It was holding up its stone arms and holding the falling boulder on top of its head.
Before the two could breathe a sigh of relief, another rumbling sound came from the slope. They could not help but tense up.
"Quickly, it won't last long!"
At this moment, the stone monster's entire body was trembling as if it would fall apart at any time. It would definitely not be able to withstand a second impact. Moreover, there were two boulders this time. If one could survive, then two would definitely be crushed into meat paste.
At this critical moment, the two immediately cooperated with each other.
They cut a rope in a few moves, and soon, Tang Sanghua's head was freed.
"It's done!"
As long as part of the net was loosened, the rest would not be able to trap Tang Sanghua, a third-grade martial artist.
"Rumble!"
Almost at the same time, the sound of boulders colliding with each other could be heard.
A shadow darted out of the dust and ran on the slope at lightning speed.
At this moment, the Da Pu brothers, who were hiding on top of the slope, turned pale with fright. They turned around and ran.
However, their cultivations were too low. They had only run ten steps when the shadow caught up to them.
A cold light flashed past one of them before suddenly making a ninety-degree turn. There was no pause at all during this process.
In the blink of an eye, the cold light streaked past the Da Pu brothers. With a "pu pu" sound, two heads flew into the air, accompanied by fresh blood.
Only then did the shadow reveal its human form. It was none other than Yan Li.
His face was pale, and his breathing was uneven.
He shook off the bloodstains on the sword and slowly returned it to its sheath.
He was not in a hurry to move. Instead, he stood where he was and quietly comprehended.
That move just now was the second move of the Blue Lotus that Su Yu had created himself. It was called "One Is Not An Gu Qingyan".
Its principle was to inject vital energy into the sword in a vibrating manner, causing the sword to swing back and forth in a subtle arc, dispersing the resistance of the air. At the same time, it borrowed the force of the wind to produce a thrust, causing the sword's speed to suddenly increase. Moreover, as long as he adjusted the angle of the sword, he could change the direction of the sword.
The most difficult part of this move was the vibration of Yuan Qi. If it was a little lighter, the strength would not be enough. If it was a little heavier, it was very likely to injure the user or the sword. If this technique was practiced by an ordinary person, it would take at least a few years to be proficient.
As expected, it was not a unique skill that had reached its peak. It did not produce any anomalies in the chaotic world.
However, it was unexpectedly useful. To suddenly make a turn while charging at lightning speed was something that no one could predict. This meant that Yan Li could use his full strength at any time as a feint.
Under the premise that the opponent did not know what was going on, it was very difficult to dodge this move.
Moreover, strictly speaking, this move was a movement technique. It relied on the power produced by extreme speed. It contained the wonderful principle of "no speed is unbreakable". Therefore, it would not cause Yan Li's body to resonate with it. The distribution of vital energy was within the normal range.
Even so, this move had consumed half of his vital energy.
Yan Li had a rare feeling of regret. A genius like Su Yu had unexpectedly ended up committing suicide.
After collecting the belongings of the Da Pu brothers, Yan Li returned to the bottom of the slope.
Tang Sanghua was still meditating. Next to him were two huge rocks stacked together. Below the huge rocks, the stone golem had already been crushed to pieces. It had long since lost the awe-inspiring aura it had when it first appeared.
He moved closer and picked up a fragment to observe. It was no different from ordinary rocks. Its texture was a little softer, like mud, but there was no trace of water.
The smell seemed different as well. There was an indescribable "uncleanness". If he had to describe it, it was more like being cursed.
Yan Li was very familiar with this smell, so he would not mistake it.
Apart from the curse, there was also a rather comfortable aura. If he had to describe it, it was very similar to the aura emitted when Yan Shiyi used his vital energy to alleviate the curse on him.
He had vaguely heard him mention that there was an essential difference between vital energy and vital energy. The former was a gas that drifted between heaven and earth, and its purity was acceptable. The latter, however, was the power of origin that descended from the sea of stars. Its purity and density were far superior to the former.
Vital energy was the mark of a Spiritual Master. It was still too early for Yan Li.
"Do you want to know what it is?"
Tang Sanghua's voice suddenly entered his ears.
Yan Li turned to glance at her. "Will you tell me?"
Tang Sanghua's lips curled into a smile. Her eyes were like silk. "Are you not interested in other people's secrets?"
Yan Li said, "Tell me, and I'll write off all my debts."
Tang Sanghua thought about it and pretended to say reluctantly, "Very well. Stand on it. I'll show you something and you'll understand."
Yan Li did not suspect anything. He leaped onto the rock, but there was a river behind him. He frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Is it here?" he asked.
Tang Sanghua also leaped up and said softly, "It's here."
As soon as she came up, the rock shook Yan Li's heart. He resisted the discomfort and said, "What do you want me to see?"
Tang Sanghua moved gracefully and leaned against him. She said charmingly, "There's nothing here, only …"
She suddenly pushed with force. "A non-swimmer!"
She used her vital energy in this push.
Yan Li was caught off guard and fell backward involuntarily.
The cold air from the river froze his thoughts. His expression was blank, and there was no struggle.
The world seemed to have turned upside down. The pain hidden in the depths of his soul completely emerged, and his deeply buried fear was dug out.
Along with the fear, memories of the other time and space appeared before his eyes.
His body was falling. In the darkness, the cold lake was like the mouth of a giant beast.
His eyes were fixed on a peach tree, and the sorrowful cries of a young girl rang in his ears.
Such a familiar voice, but why could he not remember?
No!
I can't fall yet!
There's still the last peach tree … I've made a promise, and I must do it!
The sword in his hand left his hand and was heavily nailed to the peach tree. The tree shook violently, and the peach blossoms danced in the air. Further away, there was a path paved with peach blossoms, stretching for ten miles.
Finally, he smiled at the young girl. "Don't cry, make a wish."
Then, I will pass away.
The sharp blade pierced through his chest. It was painful.
Thump!
The two times and space seemed to overlap.
Water, bone-chilling cold water surged from all directions, swallowing his memory and soul …
"Fan 'er, it's up to your fate!"
After a sorrowful cry, there was a storm, and raging waves, destroying his memory and soul …
Pain, the pain of wanting to die.
He did not purposely forget some memories, but he did not want her to cry.
His consciousness continued to sink, and it continued to sink.
It turned out that the abyss was really bottomless.
Death is a paradise. To sleep like this is where I belong.
Suddenly, a warm heat rose from his left rib and spread to his whole body.
His rigid thoughts gradually recovered, and his consciousness was pulled out of the abyss.
It saved me again …
After an unknown period of time, Yan Li slowly opened his eyes. He seemed to be in a dry cave. He leaned against the stone wall, covered by a woman's mink coat. There was a faint osmanthus fragrance, very similar to the smell on Tang Sanghua's body.
Tang Sanghua was nowhere to be seen. Beside him was a crackling bonfire. His coat was drying on top of it, and his boots were taken off to the side.
Yan Li leaned against the stone wall in a daze, as if his soul had not returned to his body. The memories that emerged just now were still vivid in his mind. The young girl and her sorrowful cries, the peach blossom tree, and him falling into the water after being stabbed by a sword.
Of course, there was also the taste of struggling in the water.
Thinking of this, he lifted his shirt and saw a flame tattoo below his left rib, hidden by the scars.
He touched it with his hand, and the tattoo actually burned, and a bead slowly emerged.
It seemed to be cast by flames, and its whole body was fiery red. As soon as it appeared, the temperature in the cave suddenly rose, and the weeds around Yan Li turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
In his memory, he only remembered that it was called the Fire Spirit Pearl, and it was given to him by someone. It was a very precious treasure. As for who gave it to him, its ability, and when it attached itself to his rib, he had no idea.
The Fire Spirit Pearl had a terrifying temperature. But it was very arrogant and bad-tempered. Yan Li tried to drive it and was almost hurt.
Of course, under normal circumstances, the Fire Spirit Pearl would not hurt Yan Li. But other than Yan Li, it was hard to say.
After falling into the moat, it was thanks to the protection of the Fire Spirit Pearl that he made it to Swallow Dock and was rescued by the local fishermen.
At this time, light footsteps came from outside the cave. Yan Li put away the pearl and looked towards the direction of the sound.
Tang Sanghua carried a wooden stick and walked in, humming a little tune. Seeing that Yan Li was awake, she smiled and said, "You're awake. I specially hunted a pheasant and roasted it for you. "
Sure enough, there was a skinned pheasant skewered on the wooden stick.
She hummed a little tune and began to roast the pheasant. Soon, the aroma filled the air.
Although there was no seasoning, there was nothing to be particular about here.
After the two ate the pheasant, Yan Li said, "How long have I been unconscious?"
"Four hours." Tang Sanghua licked her fingers in satisfaction.
Yan Li noticed that she had changed her clothes, but he didn't see her bag. The origin of this mink coat was also very suspicious.
Tang Sanhua seemed to know what he was thinking. She giggled and said, "I came here a few days ago to hide these clothes."
Yan Li frowned and didn't say anything.
Tang Sanghua observed his reaction. It was not the calm before the storm. She rolled her eyes and said, "I thought you just didn't know how to swim. I didn't expect you to be afraid of water. After falling into the water, you didn't even struggle and just went with the flow. At that time, I thought you were lying to me."
Yan Li's expression was cold. He got up to put on his clothes and said, "The smoke will attract people here. Let's get out of here."
The two dressed neatly and were about to leave when an uninvited guest appeared at the entrance of the cave.
The man was dressed in black and had a cold expression. He first looked at Tang Sanghua and said, "I don't hit women."
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