Chapter 779

So,

As soon as she entered this place,

countless shadows, killing dark shadows, launched an attack upon her.

She cut down all the dark shadows, yet never expected these resurrected rotting corpses to possess such formidable combat power...

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

Fierce rotting corpses, in the darkness, charged toward the sole light in the world.

A single tear of light streamed down from Yilodi's face.

This was fundamentally not the trial of the ancient angels,

who exactly turned the land of the angel ruins into such a state?

"My Lord... please forgive Yilodi for being unable to come and save you..."

Huge tears rolled down from her overflowing eyes.

"But... Yilodi... wishes to return to your side."

Her radiant divine eyes gazed at the frenzied corrosion drawing near,

like ocean waves crashing toward her.

Yilodi's body trembled; she lacked even the strength to stand up.

Corrosive claws slashed toward Yilodi's dilated eyes,

she made up her mind,

she would shatter her own Heroic Divine Soul,

even if afterward she became merely a peasant unit,

she still wished to return to Su Yu's side.

Just at that moment,

the ring on Yilodi's ring finger—【Flower of Light】—emitted a brilliance reaching the heavens.

As long as light remains in the heart, heaven and earth shall not be conquered by darkness.

Suddenly,

the light in Yilodi's dilated eyes surged violently!

Endless divine might shot upward toward the sky!

【Effect of "Ode to the Yanhuang Heroes" triggered: your combat power increases tenfold.】

"Boom—!"

Her broken wings gradually recovered,

blood evaporated in the light.

Six wings of pure white unfurled,

Yilodi stood up in the light,

white wings, silver armor,

silver hair, silver eyes.

Thump—

The ethereal sound of the Great Dao rang out,

【Tiantangzhi Sect】 appeared amidst the darkness,

a powerful aura pressed down, rendering a million rotting corpses unable to move.

Yilodi transformed into a beam of light,

swiftly weaving through the motionless crowd of rotting corpses,

the Holy Sword of Light reaped life after life.

She did not open 【Tiantangzhi Sect】 to absorb and suppress these corrupt entities.

Because,

she feared Su Yu would learn her rank had dropped,

and worry about her.

Whoosh!

The enlarged Holy Sword of Light shot upward toward the sky,

the dark world was torn open by Yilodi into a crack.

"Are you leaving?" the Immortal Old Man looked at Su Yu curiously.

"Yes."

Su Yu nodded, while looking at the Immortal Old Man with considerable nervousness, and asked:

"Can you send me out?"

"Of course I can..."

The Immortal Old Man's prompt reply left Su Yu slightly stunned,

Su Yu could see the joy and happiness in the Immortal Old Man's conversation with him,

he understood that such an eternal existence,

in this sunless place... would be how lonely.

If one could not control one's original heart, it would likely develop into perversion and distortion.

The Immortal Old Man had obviously not lost his original heart,

Su Yu was not worried about this.

Yet, he still feared the Immortal Old Man might drag him to stay here, chatting until day and night were thrown into chaos...

... chatting until day and night were thrown into chaos...

With the Immortal Old Man's endless years,

Su Yu feared his own lifespan would be exhausted before he had enough to chat with the Immortal Old Man.

So, he would stop at the right point.

Having obtained the third Mythical Talent from the Immortal Old Man,

and learned some history of the Desolate Ancient Era,

Su Yu was already very satisfied.

"By the way, I have something here. Who left it for me? It seems... I was asked to hand it over to the Seat of Light?"

"I can't quite remember."

The Immortal Old Man shook his head and produced a treasure chest.

He handed it to Su Yu.

Su Yu, stunned, reached out and took it.

The treasure chest, the size of a watermelon, was seven-colored.

This meant it was a Mythical-level treasure chest.

"Won't you open it here?" the Immortal Old Man asked Su Yu curiously.

"Uh, I'll open it when I return."

Su Yu replied.

If Bai Xiaowei were to open a Mythical-level treasure chest...

"I see."

"I was hoping to see what's inside."

The Immortal Old Man's eyes showed a hint of regret.

He extended his withered hand and pointed a finger at Su Yu.

"Then, farewell."

Su Yu's inner tension reached its limit.

"Farewell, old sir."

He said as he took his leave.

In the blink of an eye,

Su Yu returned to the Place of No Beginning in the Myriad Worlds Battlefield.