Imdiately, the talisman symbols darted around the room frantically, as if trying to escape.
Yan Hui’s eyes snapped open, life force returned to normalcy, dust and dirt crumbled, foul air dispersed. All the talisman symbols quieted down instantly and attached themselves to his forehead.
Monts later, Yan Hui’s pale face turned crimson, then quickly turned ashen.
All the fingers on his left and right were severed.
His throat bobbed incessantly, like a naked man in an icy world, shivering all over, yet with excitent in his eyes,
"There is a slim chance of survival, a slim chance! Even heavenly death has a solution!"
He hurriedly got up, stumbling out of the room, rushing towards Luo Qingyao, shouting, "Miss Luo, Miss Luo!"
Luo Qingyao was coaxing the insomniac Chan’Er to sleep, suddenly hearing the shouting, which startled Chan’Er wide awake.
She couldn’t help but snap, "What’s going on!"
Yan Hui burst into the room.
The commotion was quite wild, Luo Qingyao was about to scold him, but suddenly noticed Yan Hui’s frenzied state, his breath weak, quickly asked, "What’s happening to you?"
Yan Hui, however, excitedly said, "Young Master Fan, Young Master Fan has a slim chance of survival!"
Luo Qingyao was shocked, "You isolated yourself for so long just to calculate this?"
"Don’t ask so much, quick! Quick, take to find Young Master Fan! I need to, I need to!" Yan Hui’s lips suddenly cracked, bleeding, "I need to tell him what the slim chance is!"
Luo Qingyao didn’t doubt him, imdiately summoned three flying swords, stepping on one, another caught Yan Hui, and the last was to pick up Chan’Er.
Then, she was horrified to find, in that brief mont,
Chan’Er was gone.
"Chan’Er!" Luo Qingyao loudly called out, releasing her spirit, covering the entire Immortal Fishing Boat, but couldn’t find any trace of Chan’Er.
Yan Hui anxiously said, "Quick, there’s no ti!"
Luo Qingyao gritted her teeth, "Okay!" She couldn’t afford to think much now, taking Yan Hui, flying towards the deeper part of the Sea of Eternal Life based on the feeling from the Dao Marriage Shackles.
...
January 21.
In the morning, the sky that should have been bright remained gloomy, without a trace of sunlight. A scarlet ominous light fell from the sky, dyeing every place under the heavens with a crimson hue.
The entire world was shrouded in this strange and unsettling atmosphere.
As if the end tis had arrived.
The anomaly over by the Sea of Eternal Life had already drawn much attention earlier. Everywhere, those intrigued by heavenly fate and understanding anomalies expressed their views. It was nothing more than a few theories: the great power tribulation, the ergence of an innate treasure, the birth of an ancient beast, the heavenly punishnt of evildoers.
The Cultivation Realm has seen great disturbances before, and such anomalies only aroused imnse curiosity and attention. Worry and panic were out of the question, after all, when the sky falls, so taller people will still hold it up. Such worldwide events should be for those towering figures on the mountaintop to concern themselves with.
As for ordinary mortals, they could only hide at ho, praying to gods for blessings.
Just treat it as a more aggressive, longer-lasting solar eclipse.
At the bottom of a certain sea area of the Sea of Eternal Life,
Fan Wubing cupped his hands in farewell to Bixi, "Thank you, senior, for your care during this ti."
The ti spent in Bixi’s "small pond" was truly rewarding. He exerted all his strength, wildly absorbing energy, almost like a small black hole, stacking his blood bar up to [12.2 million], roughly equivalent to two thousand Guan Xin’s from before.
But the fullness of [Master of All Beings] and [Bone of Ti] remained [Insufficient vitality, negligible].
Still unsure how much flesh and blood is needed to fill the Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon Bone.
And when filled, what effects would it bring?
The too distant Fan Wubing couldn’t imagine. However, even this [negligible] fullness greatly alleviated the previous "aging" impact of the Eternal Cosmos Sea. Without the [Bone of Ti], his maximum life value would have halved in less than fifty breaths.
"What is the complete Great Wilderness Cyan Dragon like?"
Bixi was quite generous, even though Fan Wubing had drained its small pond into a small ditch, it didn’t utter a word.
As a longevity ancient being who had lived for millions of years, such composure was expected. Recreating a small pond wouldn’t even take a few thousand years, just a fleeting mont in its life.
Bixi looked at Fan Wubing, then raised its gaze, penetrating through the sea water, directly at the ominous light in the sky.
It asked:
"What have you done to make the heavens want to kill you?"
Fan Wubing said helplessly, "How would I know? I was born with this fate. I don’t get it, if the heavens truly want to kill , why let be born?"
Bixi stared intently at Fan Wubing, suddenly its eyelids covered half of its pupil, "No, it’s not right."
"What’s not right?"
"You should have died a long ti ago!"
Fan Wubing was shocked, "Senior, why such foreboding words!"
"I’m saying, when you were born, you probably would have been killed by the heavens." Bixi said in a deep voice, "I must have been muddled in my sleep, only now realizing I should help you check your fate."
"Fate!" Fan Wubing asked tremblingly, "Can you see fate, senior?"
Bixi said, "I’ve lived for millions of years; if I couldn’t even see a human’s small fate, I might as well bury my head in the mud and suffocate."
"Then what is the fate you see in , senior?" At this mont, Fan Wubing was extrely nervous.
Bixi sternly said, "You have the fate of being killed by the heavens. It is an existence intolerable to the Heavenly Dao. Either your existence poses a great threat to the Heavenly Dao, or you simply shouldn’t exist in this world. Hence, the heavens want to kill you."
Fan Wubing’s heart quivered. If it’s like this, he thinks, it’s probably the second reason.
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