Phi-Fic Chapter 527 Escape
Chapter 527 Escape
Perhaps it was a moment, or perhaps it was a long time. Yu Wushuang gently stroked the soft fur of the baby carrying the little fox and lifted it up gently. Their foreheads touched and their sea of consciousness was connected. Intricate patterns enveloped the two of them. When the array patterns disappeared, a smile finally appeared on Yu Wushuang's face. After signing the equal contract, the two would never be separated again. Moreover, because of the contract with him, Bai Yaoyao's dried up sea of spirit was finally replenished, and her breath stabilized. However, in this strange and soulless place, Yu Wushuang didn't know when Bai Yaoyao would wake up.
But it was better to fall asleep, as this space was really too tiring. Even though Yu Wushuang had experienced several lifetimes and had a strong mind, he almost fell into madness.
After confirming Bai Yaoyao's safety, Yu Wushuang slowly closed his eyes. Even so, tears and blood flowed from his eyes. He was afraid that his eyes were ruined, but he didn't care. He reached out and covered Bai Yaoyao's eyes with one hand to help her block the dazzling white light. Then he began to recall his past experiences in his mind, the people and things he had met, the skills and books he had read, the secret realms he had practiced, the places he had been to, the demise of the ancient true gods, his death, and later transformation into a spirit of an artifact, etc.
Any living being would go crazy if they didn't find something to do in such a space.
When he had carefully comprehended all the skills he remembered, and thought about all the people and things countless times, Yu Wushuang felt that his thoughts were a little confused, and he didn't know what year it was. At this moment, he felt a pulling feeling, and Yu Wushuang opened his eyes in surprise, but he had forgotten that he could not see anything now. Unlike other blind people who saw darkness in front of their eyes, there was only a dazzling white in front of his eyes. He felt the pulling force getting stronger and stronger. Facing the unknown danger, Yu Wushuang felt happy and a little relieved. It seemed that they were finally going to get rid of this strange space.
As the feeling of weightlessness came over him, Yu Wushuang just hugged Bai Yaoyao tightly in his arms...
Qingwu Divine Realm
On a vast grassland, there are tens of thousands of elves. Some of them have transparent wings and fly in the air, some blink their green eyes and look forward devoutly, and some cheer and jump with green leaves on their heads. They look strange, but not ugly. Instead, the pure breath emanating from them makes people feel comfortable. In the center of them, there is an ancient tree that reaches straight into the sky. The green branches are surrounded by little flames, which are dreamy and beautiful. The branches of the ancient tree shake and rustle, and spiritual power gathers towards the ancient tree like the sea.
Under the expectant gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the ancient tree seemed to have accumulated enough strength to rise from the ground and rush straight into the sky. Countless branches condensed into sharp swords and pierced the sky. The sky seemed to be torn apart as it shook. The torn sky roared, and space storms strangled the ancient tree. For a moment, branches fell like meteors, but the ancient tree seemed not to hear them. More branches rushed up into the sky until the sky was torn apart. A milky white liquid fell from the sky, and the elves below cheered loudly when they saw this scene.
They praised the name of the Lord God and bowed devoutly towards the ancient tree. White liquid flowed down, part of it fell into the huge jade bowl that had been prepared long ago, and the rest of it turned into rain and fell between heaven and earth. All the spirits cheered to welcome the spiritual rain and tried their best to absorb it for their own use.
For a moment, flowers, plants and trees grew wildly here, and the water and fire elves grew rapidly here. This was a feast, a feast belonging to the elves. They cheered and jumped for joy, so they didn't notice that there were two human figures pouring down along with the spiritual milk.
The two people who happened to fall into the jade bowl were soon submerged by the spiritual milk pouring down from above. Yu Wushuang was hugging Bai Yaoyao tightly at this time, who had regained his human form after leaving that strange space. He felt that countless extremely pure immortal spiritual powers were pouring into his body, and transformed into the Pure Lotus Divine Flame in his body, absorbing it eagerly and vigorously. In the end, he couldn't even maintain his human form and directly transformed into the Divine Flame body, floating and wandering in the spiritual liquid. For a while, he felt comfortable all over and even a little drowsy. His cultivation level also advanced directly from the original middle stage of Mahayana to the early stage of Supreme, and it was still increasing rapidly. Light golden veins appeared in the flames, and finally led to the sea of consciousness and connected with his soul. At this moment, he felt that the speed at which he absorbed the spiritual liquid seemed to be faster. He knew that his body shaped by the Pure Lotus Divine Flame was truly and perfectly matched with him at this moment.
The Pure Lotus Divine Flame is him; he is the Pure Lotus Divine Flame.
What Yu Wushuang couldn't understand was that he was clearly soaking in this milky white liquid when he was in that strange space before, so why couldn't he feel any spiritual power at that time, but there was such a big change after he left that space.
But he didn't have time to think too much at this moment. He just tried his best to absorb the spiritual fluid that was poured into his body. Although he just took a quick glance at the scene outside, he could understand now that some kind of ceremony was being held outside. Someone broke open that space to obtain the spiritual fluid. When the ceremony was over, that group of people would definitely discover the two of them. He didn't know how they would be treated, but trying his best to improve his cultivation at this moment was definitely the right decision.
Bai Yaoyao, who had been wrapped in the center of the spiritual flame, slowly opened her eyes at this time. Although she could not see the scene clearly, she could feel the extremely rich spiritual power around her. Bai Yaoyao did not hesitate to sit cross-legged and close her eyes to absorb it.
Among the four masters of divine artifacts, Bai Yaoyao advanced the earliest and lived long enough. If she was not a demon, she would probably not have lived to see Bai Qinghua and the others after their reincarnation. However, the lifespan of those below the Emperor is limited after all. If she cannot advance to the Emperor, she will die even if she is a demon, and her lifespan will be exhausted and her life will be exhausted. Bai Yaoyao was devastated when she thought that Yu Wushuang would see her as an old woman. How could she, a fox who has been beautiful all her life, let her lover see her ugly appearance? She must advance to the Emperor. She wants to be beautiful forever.
The spiritual rain fell from the sky for seven days. On the evening of the last day, the ancient tree finally retracted all its branches. When it fell to the ground, it turned into a handsome man in green clothes with a handsome and elegant appearance. The man's face was a little tired at this time. He looked at the group of spirits who were still trying hard to absorb the spiritual rain, then retracted his gaze, raised his hand slightly, and the huge bowl above, which looked like a small mountain, quickly shrank and finally fell into his hand.
He just glanced at the bowl lightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, and put the jade bowl into his sleeve. The man took a step forward, and when he appeared again, he was standing in front of a thatched cottage.