Capítulo 880: Chapter 883: Secret Realm
The Tan Water is layered, with green at the top, followed by gray, down to black. Erging from a pitch-black scene, what’s before us is Qing.
It was so clear that Nian Shutong almost thought there wasn’t any water at all, if not for the sensation of water against her body.
However, upon touching the water, a clear resistance appeared. Each step forward required a great deal of effort, becoming more intense the further she swam.
Nian Shutong harnessed her bodily strength and Spiritual Power from within, continuously moving forward. By the ti she was halfway through, she could barely move an inch.
Even at a snail’s pace, Nian Shutong never considered giving up. Moving forward was her only thought.
Nian Shutong: Fu Yunhe is ahead; I must get out.
Fu Yunhe: Finally done with the killing. Nian Shutong, wait for .
One raced forward desperately, while the other chased with equal fervor.
Fu Yunhe, behind, was speeding up. The weakness of the Spiritual Body diminished, and he felt that with so absorption, he might touch the entity.
Unfortunately, Fu Yunhe slaughtered those black faceless creatures quickly, worried about Nian Shutong ahead, so he fought fiercely, swimming swiftly to find Nian Shutong.
Through the black area, no sign of Nian Shutong.
In the blink of an eye, he’d reached the transparent area, spotting Nian Shutong seemingly walking.
Fu Yunhe floated inside; without resistance, he reached Nian Shutong’s side, seeing the veins bulging on her neck — “Is this difficult?”
Nian Shutong also sensed the presence of “Apiao.” Was this to mock her?
Though unseen, Nian Shutong could feel him around, drifting quickly.
Really unfair, huh!
However, Nian Shutong had so thoughts: Tan Water seed friendly to Spiritual Bodies but not so much to humans like her.
Fu Yunhe also realized this and began seeking his own approach.
Spiritual Bodies were unrestricted.
Fu Yunhe completely shielded himself before Nian Shutong, attempting to reduce her burden.
Behind, Nian Shutong indeed felt a difference; her speed improved slightly.
Nian Shutong: This Apiao is quite helpful.
Fu Yunhe: Useful, that’s good.
One blocked ahead while the other took advantage behind, finally moving out of the region.
Crossing the final ripple, Nian Shutong felt a familiarity — this should be a secret realm.
The sensation of passing through was akin to entering a secret realm.
After entering, Nian Shutong imdiately exclaid: Apiao, thank you.
Beside Nian Shutong, Fu Yunhe pondered: Who is Apiao?
Nian Shutong, naturally receiving no response, couldn’t dwell on this Apiao anymore.
Before her eyes, the secret realm turned out to be a gathering place for Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
In front of Nian Shutong were six transparent shields. Five ford a pentagon, with a box in the center, elevated, receiving the veneration of all.
Indeed, it was veneration. Inside the pentagonal shields, each housed a Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure. In their lushest, harvest-ready state, they continuously supplied nutrients to the central black plant.
Just entering the secret realm, Nian Shutong paused, then sat cross-legged.
“Master, the five in front can heal injuries.”
“I know, let’s wait.”
Daodao understood; Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were never easy to obtain.
Nearby, Fu Yunhe overheard the conversation between Daodao and Nian Shutong. He knew Nian Shutong was injured; these things seed to heal.
But he couldn’t seize them.
Fu Yunhe gazed at the central black plant, purely black, without a speck of other color. A finger-thick stalk held a budding flower.
“It should bloom soon.”
Fu Yunhe sensed that the flower was about to open, realizing he could touch it.
Fu Yunhe floated toward the flower; as he arrived, it blood.
Simple five petals, surprisingly in different colors, with a central pistil, black as ink.
Fu Yunhe, unimpeded, slipped into the shield, reached out to pick the flower, truly able to touch it.
The Spiritual Body of him needing little absorption; the entire flower began to be absorbed automatically.
Sitting cross-legged, Nian Shutong had been observing the shields, resting, preparing to break them to obtain the dicine.
But why did the central flower suddenly bloom?
That hand appearing — could it belong to Apiao?
“Get the dicine!”
Little Black Rabbit, the little white mouse, Jing Bai, Daodao, along with Nian Shutong, altogether five persons, each chose a direction.
Presumably due to the black flower’s bloom, the five boxes were easily shattered, and Spiritual dicine was acquired.
Nian Shutong secured the Spiritual dicine, glanced at the center — just a fleeting mont; Apiao seed to show his face.
She frowned, mistaken? Impossible, it was indeed Fu Yunhe.
No ti left to ponder why Fu Yunhe beca Apiao. With five Spiritual dicines vanished, a swarm of insects appeared surrounding them.
“Guard the center.”
Nian Shutong, lacking ti for Alchemy, straightforwardly bit a Spiritual dicine raw, knowing she could accumulate dicinal power.
Likewise, the other four blooms were devoured by Nian Shutong in a few bites, and her dicinal strength took effect—she first protected the central Apiao Fu Yunhe.
Still in five directions, they began battling.
Approaching were winged insects with black bodies, palm-sized, mouths bearing ten-centiter blades with barbs.
Fire attacks and Thunder Strikes executed massively, annihilating the dense, light-blocking insects.
“Fu Yunhe, absorb well!”
Absorbing Fu Yunhe, forced to receive a heritage, a spiritual inheritance.
He dared not waste ti, striving to receive the inheritance, knowing that only by completing it could he assist Nian Shutong sooner.
Nian Shutong’s Magic continuously cast on a large scale, but the insects seed endless.
Why didn’t they appear before?
Unaware of how long the killing lasted, only hearing a voice, seemingly traversing from ancient tis.
“Retreat —”
With one word, the dense swarm of black insects vanished in an instant, turning into wisps of black smoke.
“Nian Shutong!”
The voice from behind turned Nian Shutong around, and upon seeing the man before her, she instantly covered her eyes.
“Fu Yunhe, you’re not wearing clothes!”
Fu Yunhe, as though struck by lightning, instinctively covered his vital parts, turned away to grab clothes, only to discover no Space Ring, no clothes.
“Nian Shutong—” Fu Yunhe called pitifully.
“I have no clothing.”
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