Chapter 337: Goodbye, Dragon Wars in the Wilderness

Torrential rain poured down, the curtain of rain dense.

Puddles formed on the ground, mixed with mud and blood.

Gray clouds hung extremely low, lightning occasionally tore through the sky, and thunder rumbled, echoing between heaven and earth.

A black dragon roared in the rain.

Its body was enormous, scales black as ink, giving off a faint, cold luster in the rain.

But that luster was fading, scales falling off, dragon horns broken, oozing dark red blood.

The black dragon finally fell, landing in the encirclement of enemies, transforming into a tall and disheveled figure.

Qin Xuange had disheveled hair, water dripping from the ends, her face covered in blood and dirt.

She was covered in wounds, her battle armor shattered, revealing crisscrossing injuries beneath. She stood leaning on her spear.

The pitch-black spear was thrust into the ground in front of her, the shaft slightly tilted, supporting her swaying body.

The surrounding enemies encircled her. Some of those enemies looked like humans, some like beasts, some were formless, converging from all directions, densely packed.

They held long spears, spear tips stood like a forest, glinting coldly in the rain, like a moving forest of steel.

But not a single one dared to step forward.

Although Qin Xuange had already fallen, although covered in wounds from head to toe, although she looked like she could collapse at any moment, her eyes made them afraid to approach.

Wherever those crimson dragon eyes swept, the enemies retreated, not daring to meet her gaze.

Black dragon essence coiled around Qin Xuange’s body, and from time to time a dragon’s roar sounded, frightening the surrounding enemies into retreat, not daring to come forward and die.

Although she appeared extremely fierce, her breathing grew weaker and weaker.

The light in those crimson dragon eyes shrank little by little, extinguished little by little.

‘Is this the feeling of death?’

Qin Xuange looked up at the sky.

Rainwater pounded her face, slid down her cheeks, mixing with blood.

The rain blurred her vision; the sky was leaden gray, no end in sight, no hope in sight.

Her wish had always been simple: she just wanted to keep getting stronger, unceasingly stronger, and defeat those powerful enemies.

Her pride and self-esteem were extremely strong; she never admitted defeat, never bowed her head.

To die today from exhaustion in battle could be considered fulfilling her own…

Qin Xuange was about to close her eyes; the scene before her began to blur, the enemies’ outlines turned into clusters of black shadows, the rain became a grayish mist.

The surrounding enemies raised their spears and slowly approached.

Everything was about to return to silence, when Qin Xuange suddenly shuddered, snapped her eyes open, and her pupils contracted sharply.

An extremely powerful divine sense abruptly surged into her body.

That divine sense was vast as the ocean, expansive as the sky, with an irresistible force, occupying her body with the speed of lightning.

“Who are you?!” she asked with a shiver.

But Qin Xuange unexpectedly found that her own Spirit Platform had become much clearer.

The soul that was about to dissipate was forcibly stabilized by this divine sense, like a lone boat in a storm held by a massive anchor.

A familiar voice sounded, filled with anxiety:

“Are you dizzy? What are you talking about?”

“Don’t you know who I am?” Qin Qingyue retorted.

The next moment, she fully took over this body.

Those crimson dragon eyes burst with sharp light, more blazing, more domineering, with a force that crushed everything.

Divine sense, like an invisible giant wave, burst from her body and swept in all directions.

Qin Qingyue waved her hand, and the enemies that had surrounded them were blown away like autumn leaves; large patches of black shadows were thrown into the air, rolling, shattering, turning to ash.

Spear tips snapped, armor shattered, flesh and blood flew everywhere. Just one wave of her hand.

“You are…”

Qin Xuange was dazed in her Spirit Platform.

The sealed memories, the concealed past, the truth swallowed by the illusion cracked open like ice.

Qin Qingyue frowned slightly. Seeing that she seemed to be trapped in some illusion, she formed a hand seal and waved her delicate palm.

Qin Xuange suddenly shuddered, as if struck on the crown of her head by a giant hammer.

The sealed memories gushed out. She remembered who she was.

“Qin… Honored Master,” she called out hurriedly, her voice tinged with panic.

Qin Qingyue looked grimly at the surrounding rainy illusion and asked,

“Where is this? What happened? Where is Jiang Huai?”

When Jiang Huai was mentioned, Qin Xuange’s eyes dimmed, and she said with self-reproach,

“I’m sorry, Honored Master, this disciple doesn’t know.”

“He might be in the illusion too.”

“We entered the Secret Realm together, but in the blink of an eye, it was as if we had forgotten everything, and ended up in this place.”

In this world, she was an outstanding warrior of the Black Dragon clan, fighting against external enemies.

There were no extraterrestrial demons, nor Jiang Huai; all her life was spent fighting.

After hearing this, Qin Qingyue’s delicate brows knitted together:

“You almost died just now.”

“This Secret Realm wants to take your life.”

First time unfamiliar, second time familiar. It hadn’t been long since the last time she occupied Qin Xuange’s body, and Qin Qingyue felt her control weakening, and the time she could occupy was also short.

Moreover, she had to hurry back; Wu Zhaohua was staying in the wasteland, not knowing how much longer she could hold on.

“I can’t come for nothing.”

“Although I don’t know how Jiang Huai is doing, in the Immortal Realm I didn’t sense any threat to his life.”

“Let’s go, we’ll get out first.”

With that, Qin Qingyue’s divine sense spread out.

That divine sense, vast as the ocean and expansive as the sky, centered on her, swept in all directions, transforming into a spear tip that stabbed out sharply, piercing heaven and earth.

A strike of Heavenly Immortal-level divine sense, the will of the highest realm on the path of cultivation.

The illusion tore open a huge gash like cloth.

Behind that gash was chaotic void, surging demonic qi, the true face of this Secret Realm.

Qin Qingyue lightly stepped with her lotus feet, movements elegant and composed, her toes lightly tapping, turning into a black streak of light, immediately controlling Qin Xuange’s body to leave this place.

Jiang Huai saw that Qin Xuange was about to head toward nirvanic extinction.

That crystal, which originally still had a fingernail-sized piece of transparency, was now shrinking at a visible speed.

Anxious, he had no time to discuss with Ao Yao; he mercilessly drew his sword, without any warning, yanked it out fiercely.

“Oof!”

Ao Yao clenched her teeth. Her small face flushed bright red, she tightly hugged Jiang Huai, her tiny body pressed against his back, her arms wrapped around his neck.

She gently hammered him, not hard, with a tone of reproach and grievance.

The Azure Dragon short sword was slightly drawn from its sheath.

The scabbard, like a water bag, went gurgle gurgle twice, the bulging blade gently swaying in the sheath, making a strange watery sound.

The slightly drawn blade burst with dazzling white light.

But the next second, the crystal actually shattered directly, stunning Jiang Huai, making him stop his hand.

The strange tree beside him was also stunned.

This is even stranger than a ghost—no, more terrifying than a ghost.

It could barely understand that this little Yin-Yang body could rescue the Yellow Dragon.

But how could there also be someone who could break through the crystal erosion and walk out on her own?

Never had it seen such a thing. Here it had suppressed the beings of a world, not lacking those with strong will, but all were eventually eroded, sooner or later, heading toward nirvanic extinction.

How could any being truly walk out?

Qin Qingyue stepped out, saw Jiang Huai, and her eyes lit up.

On that stunningly beautiful face, joy appeared, and she quickly swooped down, charging straight toward Jiang Huai.