Chapter 1484 - 432: Yaoyao Is About to Be Born

"How long has it been..." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a light laugh, a fierce killing intent in his eyes, "How long has it been since someone has made me so embarrassed? And it’s two juniors at the Spirit Severing Realm."

Shen Hanyi’s eyes flashed with cold light, and without hesitation, she stood in front of Zhou Qing, whispering, "Go!"

Zhou Qing’s face was grave, his heart violently shaken—after consecutively using two Inscription-level Divine Techniques, it only resulted in Bai Fengyin being lightly injured.

The gap in realms ultimately isn’t something top-level divine techniques can easily bridge.

This time... we’re really in trouble.

"Heh..." Bai Fengyin’s gaze was like a knife, directly locking onto Zhou Qing.

"That Blood Phoenix Race’s divine technique, you clearly cultivated it deeper than her. You must have taught it to her, right? As for that golden hand seal from later..."

He squinted his eyes, a hint of greed in his tone: "Even more powerful! I am truly curious, how many secrets are you hiding on you?"

Zhou Qing spat out a mouthful of blood froth with a "ptooey" and sneered coldly, "I’ll say it again, call me dad, maybe if I feel good, I might give you a pointer or two!"

"Hahaha..." Bai Fengyin laughed, but the laughter was chilling, "You’re as good as dead."

Zhou Qing’s heart sank, right now, there’s probably only one last resort left—Extreme Dao Weapon!

But even if he brought out this item, it might not be able to completely kill Bai Fengyin, at most it would severely injure him.

Yet once the Extreme Dao Weapon is revealed, if certain old monsters recognize it, what awaits him... will probably be endless pursuit.

It could even alarm those forbidden entities lying dormant!

But right now, nothing else matters, getting through this dire life-and-death crisis comes first.

"Storage Bag!" he said urgently in a low voice.

Shen Hanyi, without hesitation, flipped her hand and handed back the storage bag Zhou Qing had given her before.

"Kid, haven’t you always liked this little girl?" Bai Fengyin’s lips curled into a cruel arc, his eyes coldly staring at Shen Hanyi.

"Then I’ll dismember her in front of you first, to see if she has your kind of recovery ability!"

Before the words even fell, he waved his sleeve, and his five fingers suddenly spread open, releasing a terrifying supreme pressure in an instant.

The next second, the void shattered inch by inch, and five black cracks tore out like sharp claws, directly attacking Shen Hanyi!

Each crack contained destructive power, annihilating even spiritual power into nothingness wherever it passed.

Zhou Qing and Shen Hanyi’s expressions drastically changed, the suffocating sense of death hovered over them.

Zhou Qing, without hesitation, slapped his palm onto the storage bag, about to summon the Eternal Sin Fire Mirror for a counterattack.

However—

"Boom!"

A figure, like lightning, suddenly appeared in front of them, shielding the two of them steadily.

Shen Juefeng’s expression was grave, his palms thrust forward abruptly, spiritual power roared wildly within him, transforming into a brilliant bronze great shield.

Countless ancient runes flickered on the shield’s surface, forcefully meeting those five terrifying cracks!

"Clang——!!"

The deafening sound of the collision resounded through heaven and earth, a violent spiritual power storm swept in all directions, the ground instantly sinking several zhangs.

Shen Juefeng let out a muffled grunt, his face pale as gold, spurting out blood, his body uncontrollably hurtling backward!

"Dad!" Shen Hanyi’s face turned deathly pale, she rushed forward, supporting the teetering Shen Juefeng, her eyes filled with anxiety and heartache.

Yet Shen Juefeng suddenly drew out an ancient bronze compass from his arms, its surface engraved with densely packed star maps.

"Dubhe guides, break the realm!"

He bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of essence blood onto the center of the compass.

In an instant, all the star patterns on the compass lit up one by one, the brilliant starlight converging into a beam, forcefully ripping open a rift in the space before them!

"Go!"

Shen Juefeng grabbed Shen Hanyi’s wrist and pushed her towards the rift: "Run as far as you can, don’t look back!"

"No!" Shen Hanyi clutched her father’s arm tightly, tears falling like rain, "We leave together!"

Shen Juefeng suddenly turned to Zhou Qing, his bloodshot eyes carrying a trace of a smile.

He clamps down on Zhou Qing’s shoulder: "You brat, you still owe me a bow."

Then he grinned, his blood-stained teeth exceptionally striking, "Getting my daughter’s belly big without a word, next time we meet..."

He said as he forcefully pushed the two into the rift, "Have the bride price ready!"

"Boom!"

The space rift began closing rapidly.

"No——!" Shen Hanyi’s heart-wrenching shout echoed within the space passage.

She desperately reached out, trying to touch the rift that was about to close, crystalline tears slid down her cheeks, turning into specks of ice crystals in the void.

Zhou Qing held her waist tightly, locking her in his embrace.

He trembled all over, watching helplessly as the last glimmer of light was swallowed by darkness.

At the moment the rift sealed, he only had time to see Shen Juefeng’s relieved smile, as if saying "take care of her."

Immediately followed by Bai Fengyin’s gigantic hand of fury, blotted out the sky—

Zhou Qing’s eyes turned blood-red, his Adam’s apple moved convulsively, yet no sound came out.

Scalding liquid continuously flowed from his eye sockets, leaving scorching marks on his face.

He bit down hard, tasting the thick flavor of blood between his lips and teeth, not lessening the excruciating pain one bit.

The Shen Hanyi in his arms continued to struggle, but Zhou Qing held her tighter.

He tilted his head back, letting the silent tears slide into his neck.

In this twisted space passage, all the pain, anger, and reluctance transformed into the most silent wail of sorrow.

...

After two breaths, twenty thousand miles away from the Shen Family, a space rift suddenly tore open above a desolate mountain range.

Two blood-stained figures stumbled out, rolling several times in the air before barely maintaining their balance.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Qing’s voice was hoarse, still stained with dried blood at the corner of his mouth.

Shen Hanyi’s tear-stained face was still wet, but she forced herself to stay calm: "I need to recover as soon as possible."