Chapter 881: Chapter 907: The Mysterious Person on the Back of the Giant Fish
The roars coming from the starry sky weren’t deafening, but they carried an ancient and distant feeling. Yang Zhen and Han Yan’er exchanged a glance, both sensing an air of desolation.
It was as if an ancient starry behemoth had been roaming the endless cosmos for tens of thousands of years, that ancient aura fully arousing Yang Zhen’s interest.
They continued towards the source of the sound, witnessing a variety of stars along the way—seemingly within reach, yet untouchable.
Yang Zhen had tested, and even the planets that seed close enough to touch could be passed through directly without any obstruction, let alone touching anything.
This starry world did not exist in reality, which is to say, the fierce beast nearby might also not be truly real.
Yang Zhen didn’t know what kind of world this was, but the cheap cat’s words still echoed in his ears. It was clear that he and Han Yan’er were trapped in this starry world.
Whether they could find a way to break out of this realm not only required extensive knowledge but also a great deal of luck.
Before long, Yang Zhen and Han Yan’er’s eyes suddenly widened, and under the imnse shock, they halted in their steps.
A colossal creature, resembling a whale, road the starry space. Yang Zhen couldn’t imagine any massive creature that could compare to the giant whale-like monster before him.
“That… What is that?” Han Yan’er’s face was etched with horror, feeling as insignificant as dust in front of the gigantic beast.
Yang Zhen looked at the distant monster with a bizarre expression, swallowed hard, and said, “Who knows what this thing is, could it be… Kun?”
“Kun?” Han Yan’er exclaid, looking at Yang Zhen and saying, “Does a creature like Kun really exist?”
In the Northern Darkness, there is a fish nad Kun!
If this couldn’t be called Kun, Yang Zhen truly didn’t know what else could be.
Yang Zhen nodded, about to speak, when his body suddenly shook again.
On the back of Kun, there were faint outlines of nurous human constructions, and it was clear to Yang Zhen at a glance that the buildings on Kun’s back were indeed inhabited by humans.
Yang Zhen could even faintly sense a hint of human presence on the back of Kun.
My heavens!
Yang Zhen was truly shocked this ti. Who could construct so many buildings on such a terrifying beast?
The smallest of these buildings was much bigger than Yang Zhen’s Ice Palace; they looked ancient with a touch of ti-worn air about them, impossible to date. At the very least, Yang Zhen was sure they had not existed in the last few thousand years.
“Let’s go up and have a look!”
Yang Zhen’s face reflected a solemn expression. Whether real or fake, he had indeed discovered sothing incredible this ti.
Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, a hesitant look flashed across Han Yan’er’s face. Finally, after looking at Yang Zhen, she nodded and said, “All right, Yang Zhen, be extra careful. I always feel that this starry world is not exactly a good place.”
“Who cares if it’s a good place or not, let’s first figure out what this big fish is all about.”
Yang Zhen leapt into the air, grabbed Han Yan’er, and the two of them charged into the sky.
The closer they got to the big fish, the more colossal it seed to Yang Zhen. No, ‘colossal’ was no longer sufficient to describe it; it was simply inconceivable.
The fish’s skin was dry like old tree bark, or perhaps scales, looking extrely fierce, and Yang Zhen and Han Yan’er could almost hide underneath them.
Of course, they naturally wouldn’t do so because this fish, just like the starry sky, was not truly real.
“Moo——!”
A thundering bellow shook the heavens, as the great fish roared skyward, a terrifying gust surged in all directions, rippling through the surrounding stars.
Yang Zhen could see the terrifying gust approaching, and his heart grew cold; he pulled Han Yan’er behind him, bracing for the blast, but he felt nothing.
“What… What in the world is going on?”
Yang Zhen reached out to touch the scales of the large fish and passed right through them, feeling nothing.
It was fake!
“Yang Zhen, look over there!”
Han Yan’er suddenly exclaid, pointing at a certain spot on the back of the large fish.
A woman, a young woman in plain blue clothes, stood quietly on the back of the fish, staring blankly at the endless starry sky.
Yang Zhen shuddered, feeling a familiar sense that was fleeting; he always thought the woman seed distant, yet sohow familiar.
Just as Yang Zhen’s gaze fell on the woman, she suddenly turned around.
In the center of the woman’s forehead, a purple, diamond-shaped blue crystal, resembling a droplet of water, glowed brightly, piercing straight into the heart.
Hum—!
Struck by lightning, it seed that in the blink of an eye, Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul was shattered, and his entire Divine Consciousness Space exploded with a bang, the world collapsed, consciousness churned, terrifying thunder descended from the sky, destroying everything, reducing the snowy mountains to dust.
Even though he was in the world of the stars, Yang Zhen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and a look of horror flashed across his face.
That incredibly beautiful woman, with just one glance, had nearly taken Yang Zhen’s life.
With the Divine Consciousness Space destroyed and the sea of consciousness dried up, the snowy mountains collapsed, even the powers of divine consciousness and spirit soul curled up, losing their original vivacity.
Yang Zhen fell to the ground, his expression defeated, looking incredulously at the young woman on the fish.
The young woman slowly turned her head, and a murmuring song echoed, ancient and distant, like a warm current flowing through people’s hearts.
Moo—!
A deep, ancient roar sounded, and the Kun leaped into the starry distance.
Boom—!
The entire world of the stars seed to fracture, like a broken mirror refracted in the water, becoming fragnted.
Yang Zhen thought he heard soone calling his na, it sounded like Han Yan’er, but it also seed like soone else.
In the sa fragnted Divine Consciousness Space, with a soft crack, a seed split open, revealing a bright green sprout that fell into the ruined space, slowly taking root and sprouting.
In the dried-up sea of consciousness, a droplet of water sohow condensed and dripped onto the sprout, imdiately followed by the sound of vigorous growth.
The snowy mountains reassembled, the sea of consciousness revived, the Spirit Soul transford into a dragon that roared through the heavens, and the net of divine consciousness enveloped the skies.
Yang Zhen’s Divine Consciousness Space once again burst forth with endless vitality.
And on Yang Zhen’s forehead, a fleeting glimr of deep blue light, a diamond-shaped droplet, twinkling with blue-gold light, appeared and vanished in an instant.
When Yang Zhen woke up again, he found himself back in the cave where the Sacred Tomb was located.
Hua Youyue and the treacherous cat were there, as were Feng Wuya and the others who had just appeared, with Han Yan’er by Yang Zhen’s side, her face showing anxiousness. Seeing Yang Zhen awake, she burst into tears of joy and said, “You bastard, you scared to death, what on earth happened?”
What happened?
How would Yang Zhen know what happened?
All he knew was that he had looked at the woman on the back of the fish, and she had looked back at him, and it felt as if he had been crushed by an irresistible terrifying force.
Right, the Divine Consciousness Space!
When Yang Zhen delved into his Divine Consciousness Space, he was completely stunned.
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