“This will be interesting, kekeke.” He glanced down at Shen Yuan’s hand. “Hoh, still holding your sword with your bloody body. Let’s see if you’ll be able to do that after I’m done with you.”
Without hesitating further, he shoved his hand into Shen Yuan’s chest, grabbing his heart as the eerie Qi spread throughout his body.
“Kekeke, this ‘weird Qi’ is not something a mere ant at your level can withstand.” He spoke with a smug grin, but it froze all of a sudden as he felt a strange presence emanating from Shen Yuan’s body.
Shen Yuan’s eyes turned blood red as he felt his bloodline activate once again. Its mere presence forced the Qi to calm down.
“Wha-” The entity’s eyes widened in shock, but before he could do anything more to Shen Yuan, the talisman on Shen Yuan’s shoulder lit up with light.
BOOM!
Then an explosion happened as the protective shield self-detonated, puncturing a hole in the barrier created by the abyssal entity, blasting him back and separating him from Shen Yuan.
“WHAT THE FU-” Just as the abyssal entity stood up to look at Shen Yuan again, the talisman burned up, turning Shen Yuan into a beam of light that left a trail through space-time.
“AHHHH!” The Abyssal Entity roared in frustration. “WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT?” He trashed the hall around him.
“Guards! Prepare for another battle! I need to slaughter a few lesser beings today to make up for this loss.” The abyssal entity roared towards the training group of the mansion.
…
“Ahh, to hell with it! How long do we have to wait inside this place? Those bastards are barraging us with attacks,” Chen Yuan shouted in frustration.
Ling Mei patted her shoulder softly. “Don’t worry about them; you know we are not strong in a head-on battle. We will only lose if we go out now.”
Wan Ling also nodded in agreement. “Senior Brother Shen Yuan left this treasure with us for a reason. He must have expected this to happen to us.”
“Sigh… you guys are ri-” Chen Yue paused as, before any of the disciples could react, the talisman in Wan Ling’s hand began to glow.
“Wha-” Wan Ling tried to hold the talisman tightly, but it left her hand and floated in front of her. It burned in front of the disciples’ eyes as it soon turned into a spatial vortex.
Wan Ling and the others’ eyes widened in surprise as they saw a body come out of the vortex.
But soon, their eyes filled with horror as they realized it was the battered body of Shen Yuan. Wan Ling hurriedly walked forward to grab his body. “Big Brother!!” she shouted as her eyes nearly watered.
Then she glanced down and saw a hole where Shen Yuan’s heart was supposed to be. She felt her vision darken at the sight and she nearly fainted.
Ling Mei supported her as her eyes also turned misty at seeing Shen Yuan in such a state. “Wh-what happened to him?”
Chen Yue’s eyes filled with worry as she grabbed Shen Yuan’s hand to check his pulse. “How is this possible!” she shouted with surprise, but then her eyes filled with happiness. “He is alive! Senior Brother is alive!!”
Wan Ling and Ling Mei hurriedly checked his pulse as well. “What?”
Their eyes also filled with shock, but soon it turned into hope as they hurriedly looked in their storage rings for healing pills.
“Gasp! Cough, cough,” Shen Yuan opened his eyes as he took a deep breath, but due to blood filling his lungs, he coughed out blood.
Without looking at his injuries, he glanced ahead with his bloodlust gaze, searching for the Abyssal Entity, which scared the young disciples so much they retreated back.
But Shen Yuan’s gaze turned soft as he saw that he was back. “Cough, Lan’er… take… out… healing… pill…”
He spoke through labored breaths as a healing pill materialized in front of him, but due to his weakness, he couldn’t move a muscle to eat it.
Wan Ling, seeing this, hurriedly picked up the healing pill and gently placed it in Shen Yuan’s mouth.
Shen Yuan gulped it down and closed his eyes.
Wan Ling, Chen Yue, and Ling Mei looked at each other, worry clouding their gazes as Wan Ling even had tear marks on her cheek.
The rest of the disciples silently gazed at Shen Yuan, wondering what could have damaged him so badly in the Mystique Realm since they had experienced his strength firsthand.
…
Some time passed and they still didn’t move from their position, but Chen Yue suddenly shouted in excitement, “Look! His wound on the chest is closing already!”
Wan Ling and the rest hurriedly moved their gazes toward his chest, heaving a sigh of relief after seeing that he had finally started healing.
They relaxed their bodies, and after a while of calming down, one of the younger disciples, Zhao Lian, asked, “How was he even alive with his heart ripped out? I doubt even the sect leader can do something like that.”
Ling Mei shook her head. “You are underestimating our Sect Leader too much, but even without that, it’s unheard of for someone on Senior Brother Shen Yuan’s level to survive such damage. Having a heart ripped out is no small matter, after all.”
Wan Ling nodded her head. “I think it’s because of his special physique. If it’s something related to vitality, or if its sheer grade is high enough to provide him with that much vitality, then it is indeed possible.”
Chen Yue nodded. “That should be the case. His strength would make sense if he has an absurdly high-grade physique, like one of the legendary Heaven-grade physiques.”
Wan Ling moved forward, seeing that Shen Yuan’s visible wound had closed, though his clothes were still in tatters. She carefully made him sit in the lotus position to make his recovery easier.
“There, that should help him recover faster.” She smiled to herself, yet the worry in her eyes couldn’t be masked.
Ling Mei patted her head. “Don’t worry now; since he survived all that, he won’t die this easily. He will recover in no time at all.”
Chen Yue nodded. “Yeah, no need to worry about Senior Brother anymore. He will recover in-” but before she could continue speaking, she felt the tremors of the attacks again.
“Ahh, these ungrateful bastards!” Chen Yue cursed in anger as the disciples of the Ironwood Mountain Clan attacked the treasure.
“Leave them be; it won’t be long until they can laugh.” Ling Mei smirked as she saw Shen Yuan’s chaotic Qi stabilizing rapidly.
…
“Senior Brother, are you sure we can break this artifact if we continue attacking?” one of the disciples asked worriedly to Shan Bo.
“Hmph! Just continue attacking; this piece of scrap metal won’t survive for long under our combined attacks.” Shan Bo replied with an anger-filled voice.
“But we have already wasted so much of our time here…” The younger disciples still couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that grew with each passing second as he tried to persuade Shan Bo to leave.
“Don’t tell me what to do and just do as you are told.” Shan Bo snapped as he ordered the younger disciple to go and attack the treasure again.
Sorry for the late update, had some family problems.
