diskusbooks Chapter 1766 Get Out
Chapter 1766 Get Out
Leng Xi and Ran Qianqian immediately gathered around the bed, their three pairs of eyes fixed on Ming Chuan's slightly trembling eyelids and furrowed brows.
Dong Chuyan's call was filled with barely suppressed trembling and hope.
Mingchuan's breathing became heavy and labored, and sweat soaked his temples.
Deep within his consciousness, the endless darkness and oppression were being replaced by a grander, more terrifying vision.
He felt himself falling downwards, through the cold, sticky darkness, into an endless abyss filled with swirling, dark purple fog.
Countless distorted, pained, and resentful mutilated faces appeared and disappeared in the thick fog, emitting silent screams.
At the very bottom of the abyss, an indescribably vast outline, composed of pure darkness and chaos, looms indistinctly.
It has no fixed form, as if it were formed from the deepest fears and malice of billions of living beings, or as if it were a concept that existed since the beginning of the universe, representing the end itself.
Countless enormous, dark purple limbs, resembling celestial debris, slowly unfurled in the void, each tiny movement causing the abyssal demonic energy to boil and groan.
At the core of that outline, a dark purple crystal, millions of times larger than the previously seen evil core phantom, with its surface covered in ancient cracks and eerie vortexes, slowly rotated. With each rotation, it emitted an absolute evil and ancient aura that could freeze the soul.
The ancient demon god... his true form before it was sealed and weakened!
Even in his dream, Mingchuan could feel the destructive pressure, as if his soul would be assimilated and crushed by that pure malice at any moment.
“A petty…thief…”
A grand, chaotic whisper, seemingly composed of countless overlapping voices, resounded directly at the core of Mingchuan's soul: "You possess the Delicious Space Law... When I fully return, you will become my... dessert..."
"Ha ha ha ha……!"
It's that evil core!
No, it was the remnant will of that ancient demon god that, taking advantage of his weakened state due to severe injuries to his soul, attempted to erode his consciousness and mark him in advance!
"Get...out!"
Mingchuan roared in his consciousness, desperately mobilizing the remaining power of his divine soul. The dim silver talisman representing the power of space in his sea of consciousness lit up slightly, attempting to dispel the invading demonic thoughts.
However, he was too badly injured.
The silver talisman's light was weak and feeble, utterly incapable of contending with the malice that seemed to originate from the very source of the world.
The whispers of the demon god were like a persistent, insidious wound, constantly eroding his mental defenses, trying to drag him into deeper darkness and plant an indelible mark of fear.
"Mingchuan! Hold on! Can you hear us?" Leng Xi's cold voice pierced through the layers of mist, carrying an unusual anxiety, and reached his ears.
"You bastard! Wake up right now! We're all waiting for you!" Ran Qianqian's tearful cry was like a spark of intense heat.
"Mingchuan...don't give up...please..." Dong Chuyan's gentle yet persistent call was like a resilient thread trying to pull him back.
At the same time, a warm and vibrant energy came from my chest.
It's Huo Huo!
She is burning her accumulated spirituality at any cost, transforming it into the purest and most nourishing power to protect his heart and the foundation of his consciousness.
And within him… that deep, weathered voice, seemingly emanating from the depths of his blood, carried an undeniable authority and expectation: “Mingchuan! Your path is not limited to this. Mere regrets are insignificant! Wake up!”
Beset by internal and external attacks, Mingchuan's sinking consciousness clung to a piece of driftwood in a raging storm.
He bit his tongue hard, and the sharp pain brought a moment of clarity.
"I... am Mingchuan!"
"The person I want to protect... is still waiting for me!"
"My path... how can it be obstructed by a ghost like you that is dead but not yet dead!"
boom--!
As if some kind of barrier had been broken, Mingchuan's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open!
Deep within his pupils, silver and gold light flashed and disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a trace of sharpness and exhaustion after repelling the demonic thoughts.
"Ho...ho..."
He gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently. His vision gradually cleared, and the first thing he saw was three exquisitely beautiful faces, their faces streaked with tears, yet instantly overwhelmed with ecstasy.
"Mingchuan!"
"you're awake!"
"Great!"
Leng Xi, Ran Qianqian, and Dong Chuyan rushed to the bedside almost simultaneously, grabbed his hands, stroked his cheeks, and wept with joy.
Outside the door, Ah Xiong, who had been listening intently, heard the commotion inside and abruptly pushed the door open. Seeing Ming Chuan with his eyes wide open, the burly man let out a loud "Aww!" and his eyes instantly reddened.
"Ming-ge! You...you're really awake?! Am I dreaming?!"
Chen Shu, Jinwa, and Yaya, who were at the other end of the corridor, couldn't help but run over and cling to the doorway, their little faces full of excitement.
Looking at the familiar and concerned faces before him, feeling the empty meridians in his body that were beginning to slowly absorb spiritual energy on their own, and the warm afterglow emanating from the Burning Heaven Ancient Jade in his chest, Mingchuan felt a surge of lingering fear and relief.
He knew that he had just narrowly escaped death, suffering not only physical injuries but also the terrifying erosion of the remnant will of the ancient demon god.
If it weren't for his lover's calls, Huo Huo's help, and the prompting voices of the three dragons within him, he might have truly fallen into despair and even been planted with inner demons.
He opened his mouth, his throat dry and hoarse, and managed to utter a sound: "...water..."
"Quick! Water!" Dong Chuyan quickly turned around to pour water.
Leng Xi quickly checked his pulse and breathing, her usually cold face unable to hide her excitement: "Although his pulse is weak, there is already a life force flowing through him, and his soul has stabilized a lot... He really pulled through."
While wiping away her tears, Ran Qianqian laughed and scolded, "You scared me to death! If you dare to work this hard again, see how we deal with you!"
Ah Xiong rubbed his hands together, wanting to get closer but afraid of disturbing him, so he just grinned foolishly.
Mingchuan drank a few sips of the warm water that Dong Chuyan carefully fed him, and his throat felt a little better. His gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Ah Xiong. His voice was still weak, but a bit clearer:
"Ah Xiong... how's it outside? What about Jinman and Jizhou?"
Ah Xiong quickly suppressed his smile and said seriously, "Brother Ming, don't worry! Sister Jinman and Jizhou have both gone out on business, joining the four major sects to clean up the last few cancerous tumors left by that old bastard Su Hongzhen. I'll keep an eye on things at home, nothing will go wrong! You just woke up, don't worry about these things, just rest well!"
Mingchuan frowned slightly. Although his body was extremely weak and his consciousness was still weary from fighting against the will of the demon god, he keenly sensed the unspoken meaning in Ah Xiong's words and the lingering worry in the depths of everyone's eyes.
The contingency plan left behind by Su Hongzhen is probably no small matter.
He tried to circulate the "All Transformations Return to One Technique," but found that his dantian was almost depleted and his meridians were extremely fragile. Even the slightest movement caused him needle-like pain.
He knew there was nothing he could do right now.
"Help me... sit up," Mingchuan said, taking a deep breath.
“No, you need to lie down and rest!” Leng Xi immediately objected.
"Let me... take a look at the Observatory." Mingchuan's eyes were determined. "I need to know... what's going on now."