Chapter 191 Leaving
Purple light poured down from her body like a waterfall, rushing towards Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace in a mighty manner, like a surging tide.
Above the palace, purple light was lingering, like a dream, and every ray of light accurately converged into the huge stone pillar in the center of the palace.
In an instant, purple light penetrated the stone pillar and quickly spread around, and then quietly restored the surrounding tranquility and original color.
Immediately afterwards, a series of deafening roars sounded, like a heavy hammer hitting the heart, and the Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace began to shrink rapidly, accompanied by violent tremors.
At the same time, the lake below was not willing to be lonely, and the sound of splashing water was heard everywhere, as if the lake had also joined this grand variation. The waves were surging and lasted for a full quarter of an hour before gradually subsiding.
"Finally..." Murong Qiu Shui sighed softly in the void, took a long breath, his face filled with ease and relief.
Her face hidden under the purple veil looked a little tired, and the huge consumption of spiritual energy made her look a little pale.
"Get up!" After taking a short rest and waiting for her spiritual power to recover, she gazed down again, her red lips slightly opened, her voice filled with unquestionable firmness.
"Hah!" With Murong Qiu Shui's low shout, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the roars followed, deafening.
Her fingertips danced lightly, and the Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace below, a huge building that was originally suspended in the air, began to tremble violently as if it was shaken by an invisible giant hand.
The thin ice on the lake surface collapsed in an instant, huge waves rolled, and the sound of splashing water intertwined into a passionate melody.
Murong Qiu Shui was concentrating, his eyes as sharp as torches, staring closely at the changes below.
Under her control, the Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace slowly rose up, and at the same time began to shrink incredibly, as if compressed by magic, until it turned into a small palace model, spinning leisurely in her palm.
"Huh, it's finally done."
She let out a breath, her face filled with satisfaction and joy. Sweat slid down her cheeks, but it did not diminish her charm at all.
Looking at the lake below which had returned to calm, she secretly rejoiced that the gains from this expedition were beyond her imagination.
However, just as she was about to stop, several figures in the air suddenly lost their balance and fell rapidly.
Murong Qiu Shui's expression changed slightly, and then he flipped his wrist lightly, and a strong purple aura surged out like a tide, quickly enveloping the falling figures, causing them to hover in the air, unable to move.
This scene was amazing, as if she was showing her elegance and mystery to the world. She gently waved her purple sleeves, and purple mist fell from the sky like a veil, quickly wrapping around the rapidly falling figures. Murong Qiushui stepped lightly in the air, like a fairy descending to the earth, while Shangguan Jiannan and the other five people slowly landed on the ground following her movements.
At this time, the lake was surging, and the sound of water continued, as if to put an end to this thrilling battle. Murong Qiushui gently exhaled, and her voice echoed in the night sky, giving people a sense of tranquility and distance.
Shangguan Jiannan was exhausted at this time, his spiritual power was almost exhausted, as if all the strength in his body was drained, and he fell into a deep sleep. Although several other people were also affected by the battle, they were just unconscious and their conditions were relatively better, not as miserable as Shangguan Jiannan.
Murong Qiushui sighed softly, her voice sounding particularly heavy in the night sky. She slowly walked towards the exhausted Shangguan Jiannan, looking at the shocking scars on his body, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart. She frowned slightly, and her face behind the veil revealed a complicated look, as if she was thinking about something important.
"It's amazing that even Chu Tianjiao dares to challenge head-on."
She spoke softly, a faint fragrance emanating from her body, spreading all around.
The moonlight is bright, and all around is quiet, as if the world is still.
Murong Qiu Shui put away the Di Ning Xuan Yin Palace, the forest returned to darkness, and the sky was already turning pale, heralding the arrival of dawn.
She stayed by Shangguan Jiannan's side. As time passed, his injuries gradually improved, but the bloodstains were still shocking.
Finally, Murong Qiu Shui moved, surrounded by purple air, wrapping Shangguan Jiannan and others, and quickly left.
When the first ray of sunlight penetrated the treetops and sprinkled on the ground, forming mottled light and shadows, Shangguan Jiannan woke up from the darkness.
The sudden light in front of him made him squint. After a moment of adjustment, his vision gradually became clear.
He looked around and saw towering ancient trees full of vitality.
"Hmm..." He moaned softly, then opened his eyes and greeted the long-lost light.
As his eyesight returned, he could feel everything around him more clearly, and he felt grateful for having survived the disaster.
There were the crisp chirping of insects and singing of birds in his ears, bright green in front of him, and the air was filled with the fragrance of nature. After taking a deep breath, Shangguan Jiannan felt refreshed.
He exhaled slowly, and all the foul air went away. He felt relaxed all over, as if he had been reborn.
I struggled to get up, and except for some soreness, the injuries on my body were miraculously healed.
Beside him, the Slaying Heaven Sword lay quietly, and the patterns on the scabbard glowed softly and dazzlingly in the sunlight.
Shangguan Jiannan took out a simple robe from his storage ring and put it on, looking refreshed.
Looking around, he was surprised to find that Lin Ruohua, Lu Jing, Xu Dake, Yang Gao and others had all woken up. Not far away, Feng Bowen also struggled to stand up. Everyone was in a similar situation, with no trace of wounds, only slight soreness in the body.
Last night’s wind and rain seemed to be just a passing cloud. Now the sun is shining brightly and it is as warm as ever.
If he hadn't seen his companions with his own eyes, Shangguan Jiannan would almost have thought it was a distant dream.
At this time, four women came in a sedan chair like fairies. They were all masters at the Sword Emperor level. They were dressed gorgeously and their manners were noble.
Under the purple silk umbrella, the beauty moves lightly with lotus steps, and every subtle movement attracts everyone's attention.
On the other side, a young man with a blue sword on his back, surrounded by brilliant spiritual energy, full of fighting spirit, attracted much attention.
Together with two other equally young masters, their strength is astonishing.
All of this is both familiar and unfamiliar, as if I had just experienced a journey across time and space.
"Where are we?" Lin Ruohua looked around, her eyes full of surprise and confusion, and others also cast puzzled glances at her.
"This is Wolong Ridge."
An old and steady voice sounded at the right time, clearing up everyone's doubts.
It was Feng Bowen, who announced in high spirits, "We are only an hour away from Dahuang City."
At this moment, Feng Bowen no longer looked weak as before. He was full of vitality, and even his old face had a bit of redness.
Hearing this, everyone looked around, and after a brief discussion, decided not to delay any longer and quickly headed out.
Although his body had recovered, his spiritual energy was still deficient, and he felt weak from time to time, making him dizzy.