Chapter 288: World Collapse

But now Lin Yifan has absolutely no other choice!

Whether this plan is reliable or not, he can only give it a try!

So after a slight hesitation, Lin Yifan decided to follow what the voice said and give it a try.

Perhaps the turning point of fate occurs in an instant!

Lin Yifan inhaled, then slowly closed his eyes and gently pressed Dawnbreak against the surface of the Crystal.

"Aieriliya..." he whispered, "If you can hear my voice... please trust me..."

Aieriliya inside the Crystal seemed to truly hear him; her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Lin Yifan took a deep breath and began to slowly channel his inner light power into the Crystal.

This is not destruction, but Purify.

The black threads, under the illumination of holy light, gradually shed their filth and became transparent.

The monster let out a painful wail as its whole body began to convulse violently.

It frantically tried to stop Lin Yifan, but it was already too late.

"Now!" Lin Yifan suddenly opened his eyes, and Dawnbreak erupted with unprecedented brilliance.

The Crystal shattered in response, and Aieriliya's body, wrapped in a soft halo of light, descended slowly.

At the same time, the monster let out a final mournful scream, and its massive body began to disintegrate.

The faces it had devoured turned into specks of light, rising to the sky as if finally liberated.

Lin Yifan caught Aieriliya and gently set her down on the ground. Her complexion was pale, but her breathing was steady; she was clearly only unconscious.

"So... it succeeded?" Hong Shaoqiang looked around in disbelief.

Lin Yifan was also full of doubt at this moment; the monster was clearly so powerful, yet he had only communicated with the Crystal, and that defeated it?

Was this victory a bit too easy?

At that moment, Yin Mian walked to Lin Yifan's side, stared at Dawnbreak in his hand, let out a soft sigh, and said with a complicated look:

"This sword chose you; I don't know whether the future will be good or bad, but I can be sure that trouble will keep coming..."

"If you can abandon it, I advise you to discard this sword; otherwise, with someone who has Dawnbreak waiting for you and Ruan Qingtan who possesses the Holy Light Body, the two of you will become the absolute target of the Dawn Alliance."

"They will try every means to bring you back to the Sanctuary! Because those two things are objects of faith to them!"

Lin Yifan slightly furrowed his brows; he knew he was still weak, and confronting a powerful organization like the Dawn Alliance was certainly not wise.

But he must protect Ruan Qingtan, so clashing with the Dawn Alliance is inevitable.

As for the sword in his hand, he wanted to discard it, but the problem was that when he entertained that thought, the entire sword began to tremble.

As if it were wailing!

At the same time, Lin Yifan sensed the sword's will:

It does not want to leave!

A weapon that chose him, Lin Yifan still couldn't let go; after a moment of hesitation, he took a deep breath and said:

"It chose me. Though I know trouble will follow, it steadfastly chose me, so I don't want to disappoint it!"

Yin Mian tried to persuade a few more words, but at that moment, the twisted tower in the distance, built from piled skeletons, suddenly shook violently; the black veins on its body began to wither and fall away, revealing the old walls.

"What is happening?" Lin Yifan furrowed his brows, his face full of confusion.

"Bad!" Yin Mian, who had been relatively calm, suddenly changed expression and shouted anxiously to everyone:

"The Inner World is collapsing! We must leave immediately, or we will all be buried here together with this Inner World."

Anyone who can live naturally wants to live, Lin Yifan hurriedly asked:

"How do we leave?"

Yin Mian pointed at the tower gate and said:

"This Inner World exists with this tower as its core, so the passage out of the Inner World is this tower itself."

"As soon as we enter the tower gate, we have left the Inner World!"

After saying that, he was the first to sprint toward the tower gate!

Lin Yifan didn't know how trustworthy Yin Mian was.

But up to now, he hadn't shown any malice, and had even kept helping them.

So Lin Yifan hesitated little and immediately chose to trust Yin Mian, shouting to the crowd:

"Everyone, enter the tower! Immediately! Right now!"

At the same time, he looked down at Aieriliya in his arms, then at the still-unconscious Ruan Qingtan, and finally tossed Dawnbreak into the void, grabbed each of them with one hand, and sprinted toward the tower gate with all his might.

At this moment, the Survivors, though some still resented Lin Yifan, ultimately chose to follow.

And the instant everyone entered, they saw the world beyond them, like a mosaic, rapidly beginning to collapse and shatter.

Everything within sight was silently erased.

This made everyone involuntarily shiver!

If they hadn't obeyed Lin Yifan earlier, they would likely have been drowned out now!

However, the collapse of the Inner World— they only saw a portion, and then before their eyes...

Because the tower gate was closed!

And the moment the tower gate closed, they completely lost their sight.

When Lin Yifan opened his eyes again, they were standing on a familiar meadow.

In the distance, Heroes Tower still stood, but had returned to its original appearance, no longer exuding a suffocating pressure.

"Did we come back?" Hong Shaoqiang slumped on the ground, panting heavily, his face full of lingering fear.

The others were the same!

Yin Mian looked around, finally let out a long sigh, and said in a relaxed tone:

We finally made it back; this is the surface world, the place that belongs to us.

Lin Yifan gently placed AiRuiLiYa and Ruan Qingtan on the grass, then took out the Dawn from the space.

Because just now, he sensed a disturbance in the Dawn.

And the moment he drew the sword, warm holy light instantly enveloped the entire blade, then burst outward in all directions, shrouding everyone in holy light.

Lin Yifan didn't know what this sword was supposed to do.

But he instinctively felt that the sword could not keep being tormented like this, lest danger would arise.

He immediately trusted his sixth sense, even though it sometimes errs, he still believed it.

So he tried to throw the sword back into the space at once, but it was already a step too late; the holy light on the blade shot skyward like a marker.

Finally, that sky‑rising holy light turned into a tiny light sword that shot toward Lin Yifan's forehead.