Myself and the version of myself from another world seem to grow more connected as that version’s strength continuously rises.
And in the present mont!
When I look once more at my otherworldly self, it seems he can finally sense my gaze.
"Who?"
Over there, that version of strikes through realms with a punch, and fiercely turns his head, searching all around.
"!"
"Right here!"
"I’m here!"
Xu Xiaoshou’s heart could not stop shouting, but regrettably he couldn’t summon the Reincarnation Token or Two-Life Connection, and he had no other ans to bring that other self over to help.
No!
What if this isn’t a dream, and that side is also reality?
Xu Xiaoshou’s mind beca agile, a re "Super Taoization, Visible Ancestor" could align visions, a simple "Speak the Saint’s na" might invite a divine gaze.
If everything was built on such absurd true foundations...
Perhaps, Saint Xin can cross from there, and perhaps the other could too?
...
"You actually have Nuozu’s assistance?"
At the collapsed hospital entrance, the Demon Ancestor Saint Xin stared at the mosquito before him as if seeing so ancient monstrous beast.
The scene was quite comical, yet Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t laugh at all, because the dean’s head was crushed.
It wasn’t the other Ye Xiaotian, but the dean of the hospital here!
Though he was small in stature...
"Believe it or not, I have a thod, able to resolve this beast?"
Xu Xiaoshou half-lay on the hospital bed, pointing at the mosquito, eyes seemingly igniting flas that pierced through dust and smoke, staring directly at the Demon Ancestor Saint Xin.
Is there anything more wonderful than such an absurd life, at the mont of the world’s spiritual energy revival, granting hope that could enable standing, even if it might just be a big dream...
"Mosquito, Xu Beasts, Nuozu..."
Xu Xiaoshou earnestly pieced together these things, the scenes flickered in his mind, fleeting glimpses of fragnted experiences he felt in another world.
Like swatting a mosquito upon arrival, triggering the Passive System.
Like entering the All Ti Forgotten Sorrow Pavilion, observing the Reincarnation Gate, reading about Nuozu from the past.
Like the world behind those absurd three gates, accompanied by Nuozu’s last words and the mosquito’s buzzing, escaping the three-gate world, everything seed dreamlike.
But the mory endured deeply, back then, Nuozu said:
"Na! After reincarnation, I will use this to awaken you, rember the slogan between us..."
Is it real?
Is all this not a re dream?
On the sickbed, facing Saint Xin who flickered with uncertainty, suddenly grim-faced, about to act again.
Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t sit still.
He suddenly raised his hands, preemptively activating, singing loudly in a crazed manner regardless of embarrassnt or sha:
"Wings of eternal fla, take away from mortal ensnare!"
——The power of belief!
Saint Xin was stunned, not as if frozen, but genuinely startled.
Seeing the situation, Xu Xiaoshou decisively ford a Cursed Yin hand seal, pressing it before the tiny nail-sized speckled mosquito, incongruous yet daringly shouted:
"Reveal!!!"
A thunderous boom; the hospital’s eighteenth floor exploded once more.
This ti, however, it wasn’t Saint Xin who acted — the Demon Ancestor flew back from the unexpected explosion.
From the sickbed, Xu Xiaoshou also felt himself being lifted, holding onto the bedding in panic...
What bedding?
What he seized was a black-gold spotted skin of an unknown giant creature, lifting him intensively from the infirmary into the high sky.
"Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap!"
Xu Xiaoshou was going insane, he suffered from acrophobia.
Yet this ti, the bird’s-eye view below rendered his blood boiling.
The hospital had indeed been blasted a huge chasm, outside the street traffic was completely jamd, alarms blared relentlessly, chaotic.
"How epic!"
This was too fantastical, the people below, each terrified, lifting their eyes upward.
They looked at him, his flying self, not alone, additionally at the sudden giant creature beneath his feet.
Mosquito?
The speckled mosquito, transford?
"Xu Xiaoshou——"
From afar, a gritting voice erged.
Xu Xiaoshou suddenly turned his head, seeing from a distance another who could fly — Demon Ancestor, Saint Xin!
But no fear.
No fear at all.
Because even as Saint Xin resurfaced, stained with blood demon aura, appearing extraordinarily powerful, around Xu Xiaoshou’s ears, a deep hoarse voice emphatically resounded:
"Twelve-winged Bloodstained Gold Speckled Mosquito, receives command to protect the Path!"
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