Chapter 327: He Is More Formidable Than Lu Xunyang

Within the gray world.

Great sorrow and despair appeared on San Jin's face as she walked slowly.

Gradually, the world began to tremble.

But there was no sound, not a single sound at all.

High in the sky in the distance, a blood-Qi avatar stood, hands outstretched, condensing a Black Tortoise that covered the heavens and the earth.

But from the perspective of this world, that figure was gray-black, and that Black Tortoise was black-gray.

The young man who had just walked into the barbershop was already locked in a great battle with a beautiful ancient divine beast clad in pitch-black battle armor.

Yet this battle had no sound whatsoever; the resulting air waves and shockwaves were like pure imagery, possessing no impact force.

It was as if there were a membrane between the world San Jin occupied and the world of those few people.

One could see, but could not touch or hear.

San Jin walked on, never once raising her head, not noticing the battle beside her.

The dreamscape transformed from malice constantly invaded her mind, causing her to sink.

She wandered and paced, lacking even the strength to cry out.

By the roadside, phantom images appeared.

Memories replayed.

Xia Qi, serving as the State Master, came to San Jin's side.

But the girl named San Jin just practiced on her own, without a word, paying no heed to Xia Qi at all.

Xia Qi sat down and said with a faint smile:

"Many people say I wouldn't live past fifteen, but I survived nonetheless."

San Jin's expression was icy; she did not speak.

Xia Qi continued:

"However, this time, I really don't think I can live much longer."

San Jin's body trembled as she looked toward him, filled with sorrow.

Xia Qi, however, spoke indifferently:

"Am I pitiful?"

He laughed out loud:

"I am not pitiful; I am very happy. I see a milestone named Xia Qi on the long road of civilization, and I am overjoyed."

He was incredibly cheerful, having not rested for many years.

But he was very happy:

"Zong Huang, I admire him, and I also loathe him.

He doesn't even dare to face his own mistakes; he is not fit to be your father."

San Jin remained silent, continuing her practice, but her ears pricked up.

"Zong Huang does not loathe you; he only loathes himself for causing the death of his comrade-in-arms.

He lives like a corpse, and he is also quite pitiful.

He went to pursue Lu Xunyang.

He simply could not accept Lu Xunyang facing danger alone while he himself had to walk with evil and linger on in this world."

Xia Qi smiled:

"Exalted Lu is the great sun in many people's hearts; he is Zong Huang's, and he is mine as well."

San Jin looked over calmly, and Xia Qi smiled even more brilliantly:

"San Jin, go pursue the great sun in your own heart; shine brilliantly for him to see. You have your own life."

San Jin looked calmly at Xia Qi, watching this young State Master who could not live much longer.

She opened her mouth, but the blockage in her heart felt like a stone stuck in her throat.

It was difficult to speak.

The next moment, her eyes were filled with tears.

"Okay... okay."

Xia Qi began to laugh.

"Tha... tha... thank you, I... I... under... understand."

She said.

The so-called good words that completely change a person's story do not exist.

No so-called great principle can make a villain who has lost their conscience turn good overnight, or make a lost person happy.

She just did not want to continue anymore.

Only, her sobbing sounded, and opposite her, Xia Qi opened his mouth, his expression becoming incredibly pained.

"San Jin, why... why are you stuttering?"

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In the gray world.

Tears fell from the corners of the eyes of the girl walking alone.

She had not cried in a long time.

She was not afraid of anything; she just felt an immense bitterness in her heart.

Her natural talent was supreme and her strength was great, but her will had never been strong.

She just hid away in the dark nights, one after another, walking slowly.

Just like now.

Walking on in this lonely world.

She suddenly thought of many things.

Since she had intercepted Yu Changsheng, things should be much smoother for Chen Yan on his side.

She was somewhat incompetent, having actually been tricked by Yu Changsheng into coming here, unable to get out.

Xia Hanzhou had said it: she could die, but Chen Yan could not.

She did not hate Chen Yan, nor did she hate Xia Hanzhou.

A girl who was even loathed by her own father, what qualification did she have to hate others?

It was just that this mission seemed to have been botched.

She lifted her head and took a deep breath.

She had to get out first, at the very least; she wasn't dead yet, she was still...

She saw the scene all around her, which was like the end of the world.

She did not know how many skyscrapers had collapsed.

A mangled body flew over her head, blood overflowing from its entire frame, covered from head to toe in hideous, terrifying wounds.

San Jin's expression paused.

That is...

Chen Yan.

"Chen... Chen..."

She raised her hand, then suddenly stopped.

The surroundings were deathly silent, with only her voice ringing out.

Chen Yan was in the second layer of the Dream Abyss, and she was in the third.

She could see Chen Yan, but Chen Yan could not see her at all.

And...

San Jin chased after him; she opened her mouth wide, for Chen Yan was being hunted by a Fei Yi.

He was already down to his last breath.

Her own withdrawal token had also been crushed by the Fei Yi.

San Jin's face was full of panic, yet she could not change anything at all.

Was the young man she had come specifically to Qinzhou to protect now also facing death?

San Jin found it difficult to breathe, feeling for the first time that she was incompetent to the extreme.

This was just a college entrance exam.

Was a single college entrance exam going to stump her?

No wonder that man had loathed her to the extreme from beginning to end.

She was dark and incompetent, just like trash that shouldn't have appeared in this world.

The dreamscape transformed into countless voices insulting her, rushing into her mind.

The scene she saw before her eyes and the dreamscape appearing in her mind were about to completely crush her.

San Jin chased after him, not knowing what she was supposed to do.

Was she to watch with her own eyes as the person she had sworn to protect even in death died before her?

At this moment, she could only watch, could only despair.

She could not imagine how Chen Yan could survive.

Tears like a blurred, thin veil obscured her vision.

Suddenly, the young man soared into the air.

A Qi-blood avatar surged out from within the young man's body, trapping the Fei Yi.

The young man began to flee, crushing a Time Seed, intending to enter the Origin to seek one last chance at survival for himself.

Until a certain moment, when the young man stood atop an Ice Dragon, pointing his spear out.

There was not a trace of agitation or anger in his eyes; what remained was profound melancholy.

It was as if he were saying goodbye.

San Jin watched, stunned, and read the young man's lip movements.

"Goodbye, my fellow traveler."

Light!

Brilliant light and flame, from the moment that Qi-blood avatar struck down with its palm.

From the moment Chen Yan's strike descended.

Explosion!

Radiant!

Blazing!

Blindingly scorching and intense, a sphere of light expanded and spread, swallowing the world before San Jin's eyes.

Under San Jin's incredulous gaze, that powerful Fei Yi died.

That Qi-blood avatar dissipated.

When the light and flame had swallowed everything, only the tall and slender young man stood there quietly.

All around.

The ancient divine beasts of the entire world perished amidst endless roars, following the death of the Fei Yi.

The world has changed anew!

Chen Yan's gaze was cold and sharp as he stood there just like that.

With a single wave of his hand, a Dao-Slaying Bamboo appeared, beginning to absorb the endless Dao-Slaying Points to grow rapidly.

This scene was incomparably terrifying, causing even San Jin to fall silent.

Beside her ears, whispers resounded.

"Pull him down; he can save you."

This voice was full of bewitchment, carrying a boundless demonic nature.

San Jin was stunned; before her, ripples were appearing in the void, and as her fingertips tapped, these ripples became even more turbulent.

The isolation between the two worlds seemed capable of being broken under San Jin's single finger.

At that moment, Chen Yan could come over to save her.

However, the moment the girl with twin tails tapped her finger against the void, she withdrew her hand.

Her breathing was trembling.

Turning around, layers of mist surged toward her from all sides.

It seemed as if the distance between her and Chen Yan was also becoming increasingly vast.

San Jin lowered her head and turned away.

Beside her ears, that seductive voice was still ringing out.

"Why, can't bear to harm him? He is so strong, how could he die?"

"If you pull him down, he can save you."

"Do you intend to fall into this endless nightmare?"

"Poor human girl."

San Jin kept her head lowered, not saying a word.

In the world before her eyes, mist emerged.

It transformed into two figures, reappearing in her memories.

"I want to bind a Life Seal for you; during the time of your Qinzhou college entrance examination, and even after the examination, you must protect Chen Yan.

You may die, but he must not."

Xia Hanzhou's voice trembled; he knew he was being too cruel.

The girl with twin tails raised her head and saw the portrait of Chen Yan.

"Oh," she agreed lightly.

Xia Hanzhou took a deep breath, filled with guilt:

"San Jin, you..."

San Jin looked at Xia Hanzhou, her gaze calm.

Even though this elder who had always cared for her had now made her heart grow cold once again, she still did not feel angry.

No disappointment, nor sadness.

She was simply already used to it.

No.

It should be that she had been waiting all along.

Waiting for the day when someone would call her 'little beast' again.

Waiting for the day when this world would once again leave her disappointed and helpless.

The current situation was much better.

She held up a grape:

"Do... do you... eat... eat it? It's... delicious."

She smiled, her expression still radiant.

Xia Hanzhou could no longer speak.

San Jin left, and the moment she stepped out the door, she looked at that portrait and spoke:

"Is he... very... very strong?"

Xia Hanzhou was silent for a long time:

"He is not strong right now.

But in the future..."

San Jin nodded and suddenly asked:

"Compared... to... Lu Xunyang... how... how is he?"

She saw a brilliant light emerge in Xia Hanzhou's eyes, and he looked at her with extreme seriousness:

"He is the future!

He is the most important person on the path toward the endless brightness of the human race!"

The aged King Xiayue made a promise to her like a hot-blooded youth.

Telling her that Chen Yan was worth protecting.

The memories dissipated.

The girl named San Jin lowered her head, no longer seeking that hope of self-rescue, and merely spoke under the torture of the endless dream-whispers:

"He... he is... more... more powerful... than Lu Xunyang."

She closed her eyes, accepting the invasion of all the dreams, her thoughts becoming increasingly chaotic.

There is a flower called a pansy.

There are three colors.