The demonic energy surrounding Mo Qingcheng was as thick as impenetrable night, making everyone's souls tremble.
Zi Linling was already drenched in sweat.
Although she had retreated a full *zhang*, she had nearly exhausted her strength.
What to do?
What to do?
Zi Linling gritted her teeth and continued to retreat, her mind racing.
The dark clouds in the sky pressed lower and lower, as if intent on crushing everything beneath them into dust.
A rumbling sound emanated from the dark clouds, like the beating of a giant oxhide drum.
The onlookers, despairing, closed their eyes, bracing for the impending doom.
They even questioned themselves with regret, wondering why they had come to witness such a spectacle.
Of course, not everyone had given up hope.
Situ Yunfeng's crimson robe, against the backdrop of the dark clouds and demonic energy, turned a ghastly dark red.
His face was covered in blood, and each step was incredibly difficult.
Yet, he advanced instead of retreating, moving slowly in one direction.
There, was the only woman who had ever captured his heart.
In desperate times, people need something to cling to.
It is because of this anchor that they can persevere.
Situ Yunfeng, who had always lived a carefree life, avoided women like the plague.
He had never imagined that the reason for his perseverance would one day be a woman.
Even though this woman had chosen his sworn brother, it didn't stop him from loving her silently.
He understood the unspoken rule: a brother's wife is not to be pursued.
Therefore, he buried his love deep within, telling himself that if he could not love her, he would protect her well.
But he had not anticipated such a sudden descent into desperation.
If not in desperation, when else would he protect her?
And so, Situ Yunfeng, facing the might of the heavens, walked against the wind.
His sole belief was: to live! To live and escape with his little Linling!
Some love cannot be openly declared, but it can be given wholeheartedly to ensure the safety of the beloved.
This was why Situ Yunfeng had not given up.
Shen Liuxing had completely unbound the seals within his body.
In this situation of certain death, facing the backlash of the seals or being struck by the world-ending heavenly tribulation, the outcome was the same.
However, the obsession in his heart made him unhesitatingly choose to break the seals.
Because he wanted to save someone.
To save the one... he loved.
Shen Liuxing had grown up amidst deceit and schemes, treating human lives as worthless.
Yet, on the bustling East Street of Dark Night City, when his life hung by a thread, he met the ray of sunshine in his life.
That ray of sunshine saved him, disregarding the strange looks of the world.
After saving him, she turned away gracefully, pure and warm.
Shen Liuxing had never imagined that one day, he would gaze upon someone with an eternal yearning.
But at that moment, a pure smile appeared in his eyes.
One glance was enough for love to sprout.
One glance was enough for him to be captivated.
If he could, Shen Liuxing would have traded his meager lifespan for her lifelong happiness.
Alas, it wasn't long before his ray of sunshine became another's cherished possession, before he had a chance to make his promise.
Just now, when he saw the figure he had not seen in three months, the longing in his heart was so intense it threatened to burst his chest.
Shen Liuxing decided that after today's decisive battle, he would go to see Sister Zi and tell her that he loved her.
But fate intervened.
The heavenly might descended abruptly, reducing all beings to mere straw dogs.
Shen Liuxing knew that if his heart did not turn towards the sun, he would never have another chance.
And so, the seals were completely broken.
To fight for the woman he loved, to fight for his Sister Zi, was enough for this lifetime!
If he could not give her happiness, he would help her achieve it.
Also struggling towards Zi Linling were two others, Qingfeng and Qinglei.
They were the hidden guards of the Underworld King's Mansion, and obeying the King's orders was their duty.
And the King's command to them was singular: protect the Consort at all costs!
Therefore, they too became part of the opposing force.
And thus, on Broken Soul Cliff, a peculiar scene unfolded.
Demonic energy raged, and heavenly might descended.
Four figures, moving with great difficulty, not to escape, but for one person.
Unfortunately, Zi Linling could not see them at this moment.
For she had stopped where she was, her eyes closed.
The divine sense and spiritual power within her body were slowly merging, washing through her meridians again and again.
The precarious door to the Huayuan realm reappeared at her Dantian.
Zi Linling knew what this meant.
She could no longer move, so she might as well focus on breaking through and seeking a sliver of hope.
Thus, she gave up resisting and slumped to the ground.
Then, she laboriously moved her legs, gritting her teeth as she forced herself to sit in a meditative pose.
Her divine sense transformed into a small figure, appearing before the door.
The first knock, the door did not move at all.
The second knock, the door remained unmoving.
The third knock, the door still did not budge.
"Hmph! You appear so readily, yet you're still so stubborn! If that's the case, then let me see how much more strength you require!"
Zi Linling steeled herself, no longer looking at the door, and began to kowtow with all her might.
Ten times... a hundred times... five hundred times... a thousand times...
A crack finally appeared on the door.
Twelve hundred times... fifteen hundred times... eighteen hundred times... nineteen hundred and ninety-nine times!
As Zi Linling's immense divine sense began to blur, the crack on the door rapidly widened, and with a loud bang, it shattered into dust.
Surging spiritual energy poured into Zi Linling's body like a torrent.
Her dehydrated meridians were rapidly replenished.
Simultaneously, her physical body grew increasingly resilient, emitting a soft white glow.
Her hazy divine sense, too, became completely clear, extending continuously towards the depths of the sea of consciousness.
The "Human Emperor's Medical Canon" within her flew out from the top of her head, hovering high in the air, emitting a golden radiance.
The dark clouds above trembled and rapidly receded, shrinking to an area of about ten *zhang*.
However, with the reduced coverage, the heavenly might became even more terrifying.
Facing the "Human Emperor's Medical Canon," the tribulation clouds seemed extremely fearful. The lightning tribulation that was about to descend transformed back into rolling tribulation clouds, continuing to brew.
The demonic energy on Mo Qingcheng also quieted down, gradually shrinking.
It finally formed into the shape of armor, covering her body.
Even so, Mo Qingcheng could feel the armor trembling.
It felt like a drop of water encountering the ocean, filled with reverence.
The onlookers, who had been in despair, felt the heavenly might recede and curiously opened their eyes.
The miraculous golden light made them feel incredibly comfortable.
A sense of reverence rose in their hearts. Those who had been slumped to the ground propped themselves up and knelt, repeatedly kowtowing.
Situ Yunfeng, Shen Liuxing, Qingfeng, and Qinglei, whose consciousness was hazy, simultaneously felt a lightness in their bodies.