Chapter 227

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Fu Xuan, Xing, and March 7th had already stepped into the Qiong Guan Array.

Light and shadow flowed around the three of them, and in an instant they were placed within a scene from the past that had truly occurred; the tangible images were as if they had experienced it themselves.

Watching the Void Soldiers brushing past her, Fu Xuan murmured, "So the Herta Kong Jian Zhan was invaded by Destruction Void Soldiers recently."

"Let's go find Xing first."

March 7th's gaze shifted slightly; seeing her and Dan Heng's projections fighting side by side not far away, she immediately proposed this.

"Good."

Xing nodded in agreement at once, her eyes full of expectation, "I really saw Xuan Ge when I woke up; I didn't lie."

March 7th walked in front leading the way; along the route, her and Dan Heng's past projections were continuously entangled in combat with the attacking Void Soldiers, blade light and sword shadows, the battle situation fierce.

"There's a problem."

Looking at those Void Soldiers, Fu Xuan said with certainty, "These Void Soldiers, at a glance, are the style of Xuan Xing's subordinate troops."

Uniform discipline; even with Dan Heng's spear tip pressing straight for their lives, other Void Soldiers would promptly parry, groups of three, seamless coordination — this is clearly the Shen Wu Xian Zhou's tactical style.

"Yeah, the fight was especially stifling back then."

March 7th nodded deeply moved, recalling the scene at the time:

She and Dan Heng simply couldn't kill these Void Soldiers back then, only forcing them back again and again.

These Void Soldiers were too slippery, and their tactical literacy extremely high; not only did they know how to cover each other and coordinate, there were also ranged units providing support.

Even the ranged Void Soldiers had companions forming arrays to guard them, defense airtight.

The three followed the projections' traces, penetrating deep into the Herta Kong Jian Zhan's interior, and soon arrived at the spot where Xing had awakened back then.

Pushing open the door, the scene before them made the three freeze slightly.

Yin Lang, Kafka were standing to the side, there was also the Xiao Hei Ta puppet's figure, and beside them stood a black-haired man.

"You're here."

That black-haired man looked over slowly; it was precisely Xuan Ge's projection, only at this moment he had not yet become the Monarch of Extinction.

"For real? This...."

March 7th watched Xuan Ge wave at them and say hello, somewhat shocked she spoke: "This isn't a scene pre-set by the Xuan Monarch in advance, is it?"

"It's not pre-set."

Xuan Ge chuckled lightly: "My karma exists here, and you happened to pluck the threads of this karma."

"Then are you fake?"

Curiosity surging, Xing stepped forward quickly, circled around Xuan Ge once, tilted her little face up and asked curiously.

"Not that many true-or-false distinctions."

Xuan Ge shrugged, his smile carrying a few parts craftiness, "Alright, what you want to watch, just watch slowly."

Finished speaking, he seemed completely unable to see Fu Xuan and the others, turned and returned to history's proper track, continuing to converse with Yin Lang and Kafka.

Only that faint, barely-there wicked smile at the corner of his mouth left the three full of confusion, unable to fathom his thoughts.

Fu Xuan and the others halted to watch, personally witnessing the Stellar Core's birth process.

Kafka acted decisively and cleanly, directly stuffing the Stellar Core into her own body, simple and crude, making March 7th click her tongue in amazement.

After watching this past segment, Fu Xuan formed a seal with one hand; light and shadow around the three shifted again, and the next second they were inside an Astral Express train carriage.

"This is when I was wrapped in Six-Phase Ice!"

March 7th looked at that huge pink ice lump on the bed, her face full of bashfulness, her voice carrying a few parts panic.

The person inside that ice lump was herself from back then.

Around the ice lump, Dan Heng, Ji Zi, Welt, and Pam were standing in a circle, all their expressions carrying contemplation on how to melt the ice.

"Dan Heng, you're saying you have a way to break the ice?"

Ji Zi turned her head to look at Dan Heng, her voice carrying a few parts expectation.

"Yes."

Dan Heng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over Ji Zi, Welt, and Pam, speaking with hesitation, "However...."

"Hehe~"

Welt instantly understood Dan Heng's hesitation, walked forward and patted his shoulder, then used a look to signal Ji Zi and Pam to leave first.

He knew clearly in his heart, Dan Heng's meaning was very clear — the power he was about to use might be quite special, inconvenient for too many people to see.

Ji Zi also nodded, didn't ask further.

Dan Heng himself was very mysterious, and between him and the Shen Wu Xian Zhou there were intricate connections.

After all, at his waist there always hung a command token engraved with the two characters "Shen Wu", by no means an ordinary person.

Ji Zi, Welt, and Pam gently closed the room door.

The moment they turned to leave, Fu Xuan, March 7th, and Xing also seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, together "shut" outside the door, unable to glimpse the scene inside.

"What situation?"

Fu Xuan's heart tightened; she immediately activated the Law Eye, attempting to connect with the God's Eye in the Qiong Guan Array, wanting to forcefully see the situation inside, but after several attempts all ended in failure.

"Tai Bu Fu, what's wrong?"

March 7th's cheeks flushed red; she had seen clearly just now that when she was wrapped in Six-Phase Ice, she was stark naked.

And the one left alone inside the room right now wasn't Xuan Ge, but Dan Heng, which made her especially embarrassed.

"Someone manually stopped the Qiong Guan Array's deduction."

Fu Xuan said in a deep voice, her tone carrying a few parts gravity, "I'll try again, I must break through this sudden restriction."

And inside the room, Dan Heng stood with his back to that mass of Six-Phase Ice, slowly speaking: "Moon Consort."

As the words fell, that hard mass of Six-Phase Ice began to slowly melt, a slender figure slowly walking out from within the ice.

Pink hair, red pupils — it was precisely Chang Ye Yue.

She wore not a stitch on her body, then pulled out one of Xuan Ge's undershirts from the void and draped it over herself, covering her figure.

"Dan Heng, next, I will erase her memories, after that I'll leave it to you."

Chang Ye Yue looked at Dan Heng with his back to her, tone flat, without the slightest ripple.

"Okay." Dan Heng nodded slightly.

It's just losing memories, he can take care of that.

Chang Ye Yue turned her head, looking toward the door's direction, as if she saw March 7th standing outside the door.

The corner of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile identical to Xuan Ge's, then her eyes tightly closed, slowly sinking into sleep.

Only then did Dan Heng slowly turn, carefully cradling Chang Ye Yue onto the bed, tucking in the blanket, then walking to the doorway and lightly opening the door.

"The door's open." March 7th hurriedly lightly patted Fu Xuan who had her eyes tightly closed and was deducing with all her might.

"Ah~" Fu Xuan opened her eyes, lightly sighed, her eyes carrying a few parts helplessness.

Xuan Ge's karma isn't simple, it was he who forcibly stopped it, not letting the three of them see this ice-melting scene.

"Let's go to the next scene." Fu Xuan steadied herself, spoke up with a suggestion.

Her gaze swept across the room interior, seeing a "March 7th" wearing unfamiliar clothes, expression dazed and foolish;

then glanced at the March 7th beside her with a face of disbelief, repeatedly shaking her head indicating "the one inside isn't me", a trace of realization flashing in her eyes.

Xing and March 7th didn't refuse, nodded their heads.

Fu Xuan once again formed hand seals, turning the timeline back, the light and shadow around the three people switched again, the scene instantly changed.

"Ah?"

Fu Xuan let out a puzzled sound, face full of shock, "How did we come back again?"

"Is the deduction broken?"

Xing scratched her head, looked down at Fu Xuan beside her, asked with a face full of confusion.

"No, it's that March 7th fell into it."

Fu Xuan's brows tightly furrowed, gaze landing on the March 7th beside Xing.

The current March 7th, eyes tightly closed, expression calm, as if fallen into sleep.

She was afraid March 7th would have an accident, immediately raised her hand, about to cast a technique, forcibly wake March 7th.

But just then, a cold female voice suddenly rang out beside her ear, incomparably clear: "Fu Fei, let her watch."

Fu Xuan's whole body stiffened, instantly hair-raising, hurriedly looked left and right, but the surroundings were empty of people, not even a trace of aura.

She was so scared she hurriedly hid behind Xing, tightly grabbed Xing's clothes corner, not daring to breathe.

"What's wrong?"

Xing perceived her abnormality, immediately drew out the Yan Spear, vigilantly sweeping her gaze left and right.

But no matter how she looked, she discovered no abnormalities whatsoever.

"No... nothing..." Fu Xuan forced calm, poked her head out from behind Xing, gaze once again landing on March 7th.

Just then, March 7th slowly opened her eyes, originally clear pupils, at this moment turned into bizarre red pupils, staring straight at Fu Xuan.

At this moment, Fu Xuan thoroughly understood — that voice just now came from Chang Ye Yue, came from this true Moon Consort, it was she who stopped Fu Xuan from waking March 7th.

Xing didn't perceive this subtle change, put away the Yan Spear, asked with a face full of doubt: "What now? March 7th like this, nothing will happen right?"

"Her memories, once she finishes watching she'll naturally return."

Fu Xuan relaxed, since it's Moon Consort not letting them watch, then they'll just wait.

Finished speaking, she pulled Xing, quietly stood beside March 7th, patiently waiting.

And March 7th who had fallen into past memories, at this moment was foolishly standing in a garden full of blooming flowers, fragrance permeating all around, grass and trees lush.

She lowered her head to look at her own attire, it was an exquisite Xianzhou-style long skirt, the hem embroidered with fine floral patterns, touch soft and comfortable.

"Moon Consort."

A gentle and familiar voice sounded, March 7th raised her head to look, only to see Xuan Ge in casual clothes slowly walking toward her.

"General~"

Almost subconsciously, March 7th stood up, quickly walked forward, reached out and hooked Xuan Ge's arm, tone carrying a few parts coquetry, intimate and natural.

'Wait a minute!'

March 7th violently came back to her senses, heart a mess of panic.

Only now did she realize she had actually entered Chang Ye Yue's perspective.

And she truly touched Xuan Ge's arm, felt the clothes' texture, clear as not an illusion.

Panic instantly swept her heart: if Xuan Ge does something to "her", what then?

She currently fundamentally cannot control her own body, can only watch helplessly, letting events unfold.