1016: Chapter 288: The Pursuers Behind_4 1016: Chapter 288: The Pursuers Behind_4 The very embodiment of a brute!
Even within the space channel, he employed the Power of Time.
Had his control been stronger, the space channel he created would likely only be accessible to him, leaving no fear of being tracked.
Chaotic currents swept through, fading in an instant, as he once again burst out of the space channel, now unknowably far from the Mystery Yellow Big World.
“Let…” Princess Snow hurried to speak.
Boom!
Su He crashed through, forming another space channel.
Her voice only caught up as they emerged: “…go!”
“You…
let…
go…”
Su He turned his head: “Wife, don’t fuss!
My space channel is similar to the Phoenix Tomb Time-Space Tunnel; if you let go, you won’t make it through!”
“Let go, and you’ll be lost…”
Su He smiled faintly, cleaved open space with a palm, and dived in again.
Princess Snow fell silent.
Su He hadn’t lied.
When he first explored space channels, he used the Power of Time.
Later, after Opening Heaven Three-fold and carrying Space Power within himself, he stopped using the initial mode of transport.
At this moment, Proof of the Xuanwu materialized a human form.
Time merged with space, and the transfer channel subtly started to manifest the Power of Time again.
Letting go, Princess Snow truly would be lost.
Princess Snow said nothing…
But her hand, held by Su He, trembled ever so slightly.
…
In the Chaos Land at the Extreme North of Mystery Huang World, a gigantic Azure Dragon meandered towards the southeast, sneaking glances at the Chaotic place while flying.
There, a green-skinned Toad and a Red Fox took a step and vanished in a flash, returning to their master’s sea of consciousness.
The Azure Dragon’s mind still echoed with the Toad’s warning: “Do not speak of Turtle Kid to others!
Unless to your own ancestors.”
The Turtle Kid traversed time and space, with warnings from the Phoenix Ancestor, not to be discussed with too many.
But, certainly, the Dragon tribe ancestors had long been aware, and it posed no issue.
If it’s not spoken, then it’s merely a little secret, no?
This Dragon Turtle is abnormal, not wanting the Dragon Clan to know, which is somewhat normal.
Meng Xiao swam cautiously.
From time to time, he glanced at the Soul Beast, split in two within his sea of consciousness.
He and the Black Dragon’s Avatar had split even their Soul Beast in two, lying as if dead in the sea of consciousness.
Currently unable to contact the Dragon Tribe’s Mysterious Realm, in the instant the Avatar split, even the Consciousness Body transformed.
He needed to wait for the Soul Beast to revive, to guide him into the Mysterious Realm once more, to leave behind a Consciousness Body again.
Meng Xiao lurked and moved.
Before long, the sound of a Bronze Bell tingled from the opposite direction.
A Monk approached, head covered with a conical hat, adorned with Bamboo Stick and Straw Sandals, two Bronze Bells hanging from his staff, tinkling with every step.
Who else could it be if not the Big Ease version of Kuran?
His expression was not of melancholy now, but carried a smile instead.
He had descended into the Lower Realm for several months, yet that Ji patron had not reappeared.
But just now, he suddenly received a message from the Meng patron, Meng Xiao.
It was as if—a desperate struggle before death!
Of course, it wasn’t Meng Xiao actively sending the message, but due to Buddhist Causality, with Meng Xiao having slain Kuran, there existed a link of causation, and now utilizing Kuran’s corpse to remain in the world, he could sense it.
That causality fluctuated violently in that instant!
Then cut off amidst Chaos.
Meng Xiao, the patron, went to pursue Princess Snow Ji, his death site naturally where the Ji patron was.
“Chaos!
No wonder this Poor Monk struggled to find it!” Having not found Princess Snow for months, the Big Freedom Bodhisattva was not the least bit impatient, still chuckling benevolently.
A step into Chaos, following intuition, he turned left and right for an unknown duration, landing in front of a Suppression Land.
“Amitabha Buddha!
It turns out to be the Suppression Land of Meng Le, the patron.
Rumors claimed the patron had entered nirvana, but it seems they were but tales!”
If the Suppression Land exists, the master must be safe.
Big Ease did not rush into the Suppression Land, but walked around its perimeter, suddenly reached out and grabbed a Black Symbol.
It was the very talisman that had scattered into Chaos earlier.
A small amount remained undigested by Chaos, and he snatched it up.
“Again, this thing.” The Free Bodhisattva smiled, his eyes revealing an indiscernible meaning: “Turns out it exists even outside of the Buddha World.”
Smiling, he cast a ray of Buddha light onto the talisman, using it to rewind the scene that unfolded—a Toad and a Fox, a pair of perfect matches.
The man had wings on his back, leading Princess Snow out of Chaos.
The Tian Nu Clan?
The Free Bodhisattva wondered, with handsome features and wings sprouting from his back, a hallmark of the Tian Nu Clan.
This was Chaos, where images couldn’t be seen clearly in retrospection, nor voices heard, just suppositions.
Chaos doesn’t preserve shape; to retrospect thus was an unfathomable technique.
They have left!
They must have directly opened a Space Channel within Chaos and teleported away; otherwise, he would have sensed their departure.
Only Chaos could veil everything.
Even Azure Dragon Roar’s quiet departure went unnoticed.
The Tian Nu Clan, huh?
The Free Bodhisattva’s mouth curved into a smile.
If undiscoverable, then strike at the root.
This pair of man and woman, hand in hand, must be companions.
Princess Snow was no longer the solitary crane of yore, her whereabouts elusive.
To seek the Tian Nu Clan it is then.
No wonder the Fairy sought a Marriage Certificate, evidently, there was a love interest.
Thus, if this Poor Monk wishes to destroy the Marriage Certificate and extract the Way of Cause and Effect within, I fear the Fairy will not acquiesce easily.
A woman caught in the web of love is most unpredictable.
Just like her mother, a mighty Dragon, yet enamored with a mortal.
The Free Bodhisattva cast another glance at the Suppression Land and turned to leave.
The Monk knew his limitations.
Previously, confronting the Chaos of the Dragon Turtle Tribe had injured this body; avoiding complications would be best.
Touching the Suppression Land might alert its owner.
Right now, his only desire was for the Marriage Certificate, regretting no accidents.