Published: February 26, 2025
He then took out a Bloodthirsty Divine Flower from the spiritual herb pouch and swallowed it as well, causing the blood within his body to boil once again.
Despite the excruciating pain coursing through him, Tan Yun forced a reassuring smile, trying to comfort Rou'er. He could feel the intensity of the backlash and knew that he had to stabilize his condition quickly.
"Damn it, I can't fall here!" he thought fiercely, his determination igniting a flicker of hope within him.
As he concentrated on the spiritual energy from the herbs, he felt a warmth spreading through his limbs, momentarily easing the torment. This was the power of the divine herbs, capable of refining and restoring his strength.
With every ounce of willpower, he battled against the pain, focusing on the light within, the sacred soul that was intertwined with his very being. He needed to harness that power, to stand strong against the threats that loomed ahead.
“I will not let anyone down, especially not you, Rou'er,” he vowed silently.
Gathering the remnants of his energy, he prepared to face whatever challenges lay ahead, ready to protect those he held dear with every fiber of his being.
After using the spiritual herb, as the backlash from the Great Sacred Soul subsided, he was about to start burning the Great Sacred Soul when Xuan Yuan Rou, tears streaming down her face, said, “Tan Yun, let me burn the Great Sacred Soul. I really don’t want to see you in pain anymore.”
Xuan Yuan Rou’s heart felt as if it were shattered with sorrow.
Tan Yun’s pale and handsome face revealed a deep affection for Xuan Yuan Rou. He reached out to caress her face and smiled gently, “Fool, don’t say foolish things.”
“Although you are a sixth-class great saint, the Great Sacred Soul is not as powerful as I am. If you self-immolate the Great Sacred Soul to control the Divine Vessel, we will have no chance of escaping alive.”
“Let me take the helm; there’s still a glimmer of hope.”
“Don’t cry, I have owed you too much. In my heart, I want to make it up to you in this life, so I don’t want to see you cry.”
Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuan Rou wiped away her tears and nodded heavily, “I won’t cry... I won’t cry.”
Even so, her tears still flowed uncontrollably, merging with the cold lake water.
Seeing the woman he loved shed tears for him, Tan Yun, after self-immolating the Great Sacred Soul, struggled to suppress his pain, yet his pale face still wore a smile.
It was a smile meant to reassure Xuan Yuan Rou.
But seeing his forced smile only made Xuan Yuan Rou’s heart ache more.
She knew he didn’t want her to worry.
Then she couldn’t let him be distracted by her.
So Xuan Yuan Rou smiled as well, but her heart felt like it was bleeding!
At that moment, Xuan Yuan Rou gazed at the man she loved, forgetting life and death. In her heart, as long as she could stay by his side, even for just a second, it was sweet happiness.
Time unknowingly passed, and more than half an hour went by.
At this moment, the Nine-Headed Divine Flood Dragon King had appeared thirty celestial miles below Tan Yun in the lake, glaring at the Divine Vessel above with a fierce expression in its giant eyes. “You two filthy humans, you can’t escape!”
“Prepare to die!”
As soon as the words left its mouth, immense divine power erupted from the massive body of the Nine-Headed Divine Flood Dragon King, preparing to attack the Divine Vessel above!
In the next moment, with a roar, the Nine-Headed Divine Flood Dragon King surged forward, its speed increased dramatically, racing towards the Divine Vessel in the lake!
Tan Yun’s divine consciousness sensed the Nine-Headed Divine Flood Dragon King closing in on his Divine Vessel. His eyes showed less despair and more excitement.
Because!
Because he realized that the surface of the Heavenly Pool Ice Lake was just above the twelve celestial miles!
“Beast, I think I’m going to disappoint you!” Tan Yun sneered, his divine power rolling out as he commanded the Divine Vessel to flee towards the lake surface!