Chapter 422: Only by Joining Hands

Yuan Yao immediately raised her sword to block, but was blown back dozens of steps, several ribs broken, her body hunched, and she spat out a mouthful of foul blood.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan!" Feng Xuangji and the others' faces changed in shock.

She forced herself to lift her head and look toward Xie Yan and the others.

"Run!"

Having said that, she and Tian Xue swiftly attacked toward Wei Yueze.

Wei Yueze saw this and gave a soft scoff: "Overestimating oneself."

He raised his hand, condensing a space law seal, seemingly wanting to completely strangle Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao suddenly lifted her eyes, releasing all of her spiritual power; in an instant, a terrifying spiritual power shrouded the area.

"Nightmare Hunt—"

"Activate!"

With a humming sound, Wei Yueze's expression slightly stalled.

Because he discovered that everything before him had undergone a complete transformation.

A towering pavilion appeared in the view, a graceful young lady with beautiful features standing on it, beckoning to himself.

The lady wore a white flowing dress that fluttered in the wind, like a fairy descending to the mortal realm; her face bore a faint smile, making one feel both close and warm.

She softly called out.

"Husband."

Wei Yueze instantly felt a bit dazed, gazing at that beautiful figure before him, his mind gradually recalling the bits and pieces of how they met and came to know each other.

Suddenly, he realized she was exactly how they looked one month after their wedding.

"Qi'er..." Wei Yueze curled his lips and called out.

He continued: "Thanks to you, I was able to learn space techniques; alas, I am only one step away from being able to go to that place."

The scene before him changed again; this time, Qian Qi fell into his embrace.

Qian Qi's breath was faint, blood pouring from the corner of her mouth; she weakly reached out her hand to caress Wei Yueze's cheek.

"Do you... have you ever... loved me?"

"I have." Wei Yueze remembered, that's what he had told her back then.

Her expression changed slightly, she gave a bitter smile, and closed her eyes forever.

But now, he reached out to stroke her brows and eyes, his expression cold, his voice cool and ruthless: "Qi'er, why are you still so naive now? From the very beginning, I never loved you."

Qian Qi showed a painful expression, crying and then laughing, she forced herself to pull his hand to her abdomen.

"Then do you love your own flesh and blood?"

Those words were like a thunderbolt exploding in Wei Yueze's mind.

Wei Yueze's pupils contracted slightly, his voice instantly turning sinister: "What did you say?!"

But before Qian Qi could finish speaking, the scene before him completely dissipated.

"Don't go!"

Wei Yueze's face changed in shock, he reached out, wanting to retain that image.

But the scene before him turned again into a ruined city, darkness all around, the wind whistling, gloomy gusts blowing.

Wei Yueze's mind kept echoing Qian Qi's words: "Then do you love your own flesh and blood?"

His chest rose and fell slightly, suddenly recalling events from over nine hundred years ago.

Qian Qi back then... was pregnant?

Thinking this, Wei Yueze's gaze grew even more sinister, muttering to himself: "It's all fake!"

Even if Qian Qi had been pregnant back then, what of it?

It's merely an useless offspring.

Wei Yueze lifted his gloomy eyes, immediately using his divine sense spiritual power to shroud the ruined city, seeking the traces of Yuan Yao and the others.

He searched for a moment, but found no trace of them.

They seemed to have vanished.

Wei Yueze suddenly narrowed his eyes; if they were not inside the ruined city, they must be on the other side of the city wall.

And indeed, the facts were exactly as Wei Yueze had thought.

Above the Heavenly Fire Wasteland, suddenly more than a dozen figures appeared.

The green-skirted maiden swayed, about to fall to the ground, when two people simultaneously supported her.

The maiden's face was deathly pale, blood flowing from her seven apertures, intense pain spreading through her body; she barely steadied herself and lifted her gaze to the two who held her.

The white-clad youth had a bewitching appearance, brows tightly furrowed, jawline tense.

The red-clad man softly sighed: "Yuan Xiaoliu, you're still quite capable."

Yuan Yao: "……"

The white-clad youth suddenly recalled something, first releasing her arm, then turning his head to look at Feng Xuangji and the others.

At this moment, Bian Chen held in his arms the corpse of Bai Zhouxing.

Yan Yunlan had already burst into silent sobs.

Feng Xuangji's eyes also reddened, tears streaming down.

Bian Chen's eyes turned red, his lips pressed into a straight line.

Xie Yan stepped forward toward Bian Chen.

He glanced at the lifeless blue-clad youth, his voice calm: "Elder Brother Bian, first settle the Sixth Junior Brother; after we leave the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, we will send the Sixth Junior Brother home."

"It's all my fault, I failed to protect Zhouxing!" Bian Chen's expression pained with self-reproach.

Seeing this, everyone remained silent, not speaking rashly.

Yujing walked toward Yuan Yao, raised her hands in a salute, and performed a bow: "Many thanks, fellow cultivator, for holding back the Death Spirit King just now and also using a teleportation scroll to bring us here."

Yuan Yao gave a slight nod in response.

"Yuan Yao, you've come too," Xiao Zhufeng said, striding over to Yuan Yao. "You look badly wounded; why don't you first sit in meditation to adjust your internal qi, and I can stand guard for you."

Qian Yunzhou said, "I can stand guard for Xiao Liu Meimei."

Xiao Zhufeng glanced at Qian Yunzhou, furrowing his brows slightly.

Qian Yunzhou's expression remained normal; he lowered his gaze to Yuan Yao beside him, but noticed her mood seemed a bit low at the moment.

He pressed his lips, about to speak.

Yuan Yao then spoke: "Many thanks for your good intentions, but I think you all need to quickly restore your bodies and strength, because if we want to leave the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm, we must either eliminate or heavily wound the Death Spirit King; otherwise we cannot leave the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm."

Her pale little face was full of solemnity.

Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts sank a little.

Gui Yanqing asked doubtfully, "Why do you say that? Isn't the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm supposed to open at a specific time?"

Yuan Yao took out a seventh-grade pill from her storage space and swallowed it, then said: "Because the Death Spirit King Wei Yueze devoured the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm's primal power, and besides he has cultivated spatial techniques, he can control whether the Heavenly Fire Secret Realm opens or not."

Gui Yan hong frowned and questioned, "How do you know this?"

Yuan Yao did not answer but countered, "Do you believe me?"

Gui Yan hong choked, her lips twitching a few times, "Who would believe you?"

Yuan Yao said, "If you don't believe, then forget it."

Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Gui Yan hong flared up, "Who knows if you'll dig a trap for us to jump into?"

Qian Yunzhou chuckled lightly, "Even if Xiao Liu Meimei digs a pit for me to jump into, I would gladly do so."

Gui Yan hong saw Qian Yunzhou so staunchly defending Yuan Yao, felt even more displeased, was about to speak, but then heard Yuan Yao's voice.

"Everyone, now we must join forces to deal with the Death Spirit King to have any chance of survival. So, fellow cultivators, are you willing to join me in devising a battle plan and together slay the Death Spirit King?"