Chapter 1485 - 432: Yaoyao Is About to Be Born

She wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, her ice-blue eyes flickering with a resolute cold light, "Then we fight back."

Zhou Qing opened his mouth, hesitating to speak.

"Don’t worry." Shen Hanyi seemed to see through his worries, her voice frightfully calm.

"I’m not going to die. Father barely used his treasured Breaking the Realm Compass to send us out, we cannot waste the life he traded for this way out."

Her eyes briefly showed a hint of pain, which was soon replaced by a sharp cold light: "But you also saw, the Shen Family’s perimeter has already been set up with a Space Restriction by the Yan Family."

"I just want to destroy those formation cores, create a chance for others to escape." She paused, her voice full of worry, "Don’t forget, Xiaozhou is still inside."

Upon hearing Shen Hanyi’s words, Zhou Qing nodded heavily, the same fighting spirit igniting in his eyes: "Alright, I’ll go with you!"

The two immediately found a hidden cave in the nearby mountains and forests.

The entrance was covered by hanging vines, the interior small and damp, yet the best temporary hiding place.

Afterward, each swallowed an elixir, clutching a Wood Attribute Spirit Stone, sitting cross-legged to begin healing and recovery.

After all, whether it’s the Spirit Severing Realm or the Supreme Realm, battles won’t be resolved so quickly.

But now every minute and second is exceedingly precious—no one knows when the battle situation might change.

...

Just like that, less than half an hour later, Zhou Qing, rapidly circulating Yin Yang Skills and absorbing the Spirit Stone, suddenly heard a suppressed groan.

He opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Shen Hanyi, who should have been healing like him, now pale-faced, cold sweat trickling down her forehead.

Her left hand pressed firmly on her lower abdomen, her right hand’s fingers deeply embedded in the ground’s rocks.

Her elongated posture unnaturally bowed, as if enduring some sudden, intense pain.

"Hanyi?!" Zhou Qing’s expression changed dramatically, rushing to Shen Hanyi’s side in a single stride.

Shen Hanyi’s tightly bitten lower lip was already oozing blood droplets, the crimson stains dyeing her pale lips.

Her breathing was rapid and chaotic, her slender body trembling uncontrollably: "Zhou...Zhou Qing...my abdomen..."

Before she finished speaking, a more intense pain struck, she abruptly grabbed Zhou Qing’s sleeve, the fabric tearing with a "rip" sound.

Only then did Zhou Qing notice that the ground beneath her was already soaked with blood that had seeped out at some unknown point, the dark red fluid stark against the bluish-grey rock.

"How could this..." Zhou Qing’s voice was trembling, his mind blank.

Obviously, the time wasn’t due yet, could the previous battle have spread here, coupled with the violent movements from breaking out, causing the fetal energy to activate prematurely?

"Hold on, I’m right here with you!" Zhou Qing’s voice was tense, hurriedly rummaging through his Storage Bag for elixirs.

Yet he didn’t know exactly what elixirs to find; his fingers trembled uncontrollably, several precious elixirs even directly falling and rolling onto the ground.

Suddenly, Shen Hanyi let out a heart-wrenching cry of pain, her entire body curling into a ball.

The dense cold sweat instantly soaked through her clothes, the thin fabric tightly sticking to her violently heaving spine, outlining the rugged contours of her shoulder blades.

"Ah..."

Another wave of contractions hit, Shen Hanyi arched her neck, the slender veins under her fair skin clearly visible.

Her legs tightly together, the knees almost sinking into her abdomen, her whole body in violent spasms.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here, I’m here..." Zhou Qing softly comforted while fumbling nervously through his Storage Bag for something.