Chapter 900 - 840: Chaos Time

Chapter 900: Chapter 840: Chaos Time

The wind and sand swept across the sky, with eerie wind howling.

Jiang Yuebai squatted by the roadside, resting her face in her hands and sighing.

"How many times do I have to tell you, soon there will appear three ugly, short, and tough people in front of us. When they see me, they’ll go ’Ah, Jiang Yuebai,’ then look at you all and say ’Ah, Lu Nanzhi,’ then, ’Ah, you don’t remember us?’

"Immediately after, I’ll fight them and escape, then a sandstorm will thunder, and you all will forget everything and continue as usual, sigh..."

She had just finished speaking when Lu Nanzhi and Shen Mingjing still looked bewildered, and black mist surged from the front. Pei Shengyue and his two companions walked out, looking shocked when they saw Jiang Yuebai and the others.

"Jiang Yuebai?!"

Jiang Yuebai drooped her eyelids and looked at Shen Mingjing, shrugged and spread her hands, and Shen Mingjing was dumbfounded.

"Lu Nanzhi?" Pei Shengyue’s voice was again filled with doubt.

Lu Nanzhi, too, widened her eyes in shock.

Jiang Yuebai sighed and said to Pei Shengyue and his companions, "No fighting, you all can leave. Just now, I broke that big guy’s leg, but now he’s fine again, how pointless."

Pei Shengyue and his companions exchanged bewildered glances, not understanding what Jiang Yuebai meant.

Shen Mingjing frowned in thought, while Jiang Yuebai glanced at him.

"Brother, there’s no use thinking about it. Each cycle lasts a single cup of tea worth of time, and after the wind passes, you’ll all forget. This is already the eighth cycle, and I don’t know why only I remember."

"Additionally, I tried what you suggested in the previous seven cycles, whether standing still, rushing ahead, or using the escape technique, it’s all the same: one cup of tea, one cycle."

"After everything resets, regardless of any losses or traces left behind, it all restores. As you said, it’s not an illusion realm, time has regressed, and we’re trapped in a time loop. Also, after being full, you’ll feel hungry again..."

Jiang Yuebai swallowed her saliva, her eyes unconsciously sweeping over Shen Mingjing’s right arm.

Shen Mingjing’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly feeling a faint pain in his right arm. If what Jiang Yuebai said was true, did she bite his hand in the previous seven cycles?

"Not leaving? Then I’m going to start eating people!"

Jiang Yuebai stood up, causing Pei Shengyue and his companions to furrow their brows, uncertain about their secret discussion, and they decisively turned to flee.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuebai plopped down on the ground.

"No point in leaving. No matter how you try, you can’t get out."

Jiang Yuebai turned her head to look at Shen Mingjing, mumbling, "You never believe me, always wasting time thinking this through, until the wind starts before you can utter a word. You’re not as straightforward as Lu Nanzhi, who believes whatever I say!"

Shen Mingjing was entirely unaware of what was happening and indeed pondering the credibility of Jiang Yuebai’s words.

He was always like that, only trusting what he saw and thought, and merely listening but not believing what others told him, making his own judgments.

Conversely, Lu Nanzhi was already forming a hand seal, releasing Sword Qi to explore the surroundings, as she said to Jiang Yuebai, "Little Bai, if only you remember, you should think about what’s different between you and us. Perhaps the key to breaking the cycle lies within you."

Shen Mingjing also came to this realization; the difference with Jiang Yuebai surely lay in her Chaos Sacred Body.

The Time Law and Chaos Law are both at the Innate Great Dao level. If they are truly trapped within the Time Law, only Chaos can resolve it.

A gust of wind blew, stirring up sand on the ground, swirling past Jiang Yuebai.

"Here it comes again, oh my!"

Jiang Yuebai clutched her head and howled, laying down on the ground, while Shen Mingjing scanned the surroundings with a frown, "Try using the Chaos Ancient Treasure on you."

Jiang Yuebai’s eyes lit up as she sat up abruptly; her brother finally provided a reliable suggestion.

As Lu Nanzhi and Shen Mingjing’s eyes gradually turned hazy, the Heaven Suppressing Seal suddenly surged from Jiang Yuebai’s Dantian, extracting the Chaos Qi within her and flashing a vast Turtle and Snake phantom, smashing fiercely downward.

Boom!

Like a stone plunging vertically into the water, black sand erupted, the ground cracked, and the residual power of the Heaven Suppressing Seal swept across the land carrying Chaos Qi.

Centered on the Heaven Suppressing Seal, the wasteland began to collapse downward, revealing a terrifying black hole. Below was a void, filled with whirlpools akin to the entrance of a Fallen Demon Abyss, varying in size and dazzling with light.

Jiang Yuebai, closest to the Heaven Suppressing Seal, was enveloped by a strange power, powerless to struggle, and was directly pulled in.

"Brother—"

At the moment Jiang Yuebai was engulfed by the whirlpool, the Heaven Suppressing Seal transformed into a stream of light and re-entered her body.

The collapse spread in all directions, and Pei Shengyue and his two companions, just emerging from the black mist, were caught off guard, stepping into nothingness and falling.

Lu Nanzhi glanced at Shen Mingjing, gathering her courage to step towards the collapsing area, and as Shen Mingjing realized, Lu Nanzhi was already engulfed by the transport whirlpool.

With no other option, he resigned himself to fate and likewise let himself fall.

The power of the Heaven Suppressing Seal continued to spread wildly, cracks persisted on the ground, and the entire wasteland continued to collapse, with more people falling into the unknown Abyss.

Dong!

Jiang Yuebai landed heavily on the ground, the mixed aroma of green grass and soil rushing to her nostrils.

Jiang Yuebai sat up from the grass, nervously scanning her surroundings.

The sky was bright, with distant mountains layered and near lush green grass and verdant trees. The thin mist of the morning carried a hint of coolness, refreshing the heart.

The grass here was exceptionally tall and large, resembling ordinary weeds, yet a single leaf was as thick as her arm.

The sound of gurgling water came from behind. Jiang Yuebai turned her head, parted the grass, and saw two large sika deer by the winding stream, lowering their heads to drink.

"Where is this? The Spiritual Energy is so abundant... cough cough, it’s thick enough to turn into fog. Where is my brother, brother..."

Jiang Yuebai suddenly paused, her clear eyes gradually narrowed deeply, and a cunning smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Brother, my foot! What a scoundrel!"

Jiang Yuebai stood up, tidied her dress, and the naivety on her body vanished completely, returning to her former cautious and reserved demeanor.

At last, they separated normally, allowing her to fully recover her memory without pretending to be a fool anymore.

Thinking of her previous self, Jiang Yuebai couldn’t help but cover her face and took a deep breath.

Shen Mingjing must die!!

As for Anan... she had to find a way to bribe him into keeping quiet. Her embarrassing stories must not be spread, or how would she stand in the Cultivation Realm?

And at Fatian’s place, she must receive enough mental compensation. What was she thinking back then to agree to such a thing!

Recalling when she was the Mirage Demon, digging holes everywhere like a puppy, scratching her belly with her hind legs, and rolling on the beach, Jiang Yuebai’s forehead twitched violently.

That wasn’t her true nature! It was Shen Mingjing who brainwashed her with his nonsense!

Ah! Her prestigious name as Fairy Wangshu, completely ruined!

With a long exhale, Jiang Yuebai decided to temporarily forget these unpleasant matters. She did not recognize the Moon Demon Lord, and he had nothing to do with her! Nothing!

Anyone who dared to say otherwise would die!!

Even Wuqing, who was currently healing in her Lotus Platform Small World, wouldn’t work. Without swearing an oath of secrecy, he would remain locked in her Lotus Platform, becoming Yan Hongyu’s coerced ghost husband!

Jiang Yuebai’s white hair grew swiftly, transforming into a White Vine Avatar, searching for the surrounding high points, with some extending underground to connect with the roots of forest plants, allowing her to quickly understand her surroundings.

Jiang Yuebai’s main body summoned her Lotus Platform, and with a thought, a Black Thunder flashed over it, clinging tightly to the Lotus Platform like a bone maggot.

"This damn Heavenly Demon Ban, I wonder if I can find a way to solve it in the Fallen Demon Abyss. Otherwise, the next time I encounter Shen Mingjing, I’ll have to turn myself into a little fool again!"

Just as Jiang Yuebai began to investigate, the sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind her, causing her expression to tighten as she whirled around to dodge.

A Feathered Arrow as thick as her arm whistled past through the grass.

Puchi!

The sound of a blade piercing flesh was accompanied by a small beast’s wretched cry. Jiang Yuebai saw a sika deer, as tall as a horse, by the stream being pierced through the neck by the arrow and twitching as it fell to the ground.

The other one decisively fled into the forest, escaping in panic.

The sound of dense footsteps reached her ears, and Jiang Yuebai saw a group of tall and robust wild men, wearing beast skins, with feather crowns on their heads, covered in body paint, holding simple bows, arrows, and spears, rushing towards her.

Jiang Yuebai retreated in surprise; wasn’t this the attire of ancient tribesmen?

At this moment, as if she had crossed some boundary in her retreat, the scene before her suddenly changed.

The previously clear sky turned gloomy, and traces of fire burning were everywhere in sight, with sparks and ashes flying like snow, and the dry stream was full of the charred bodies of wild men.

The distant mountains and rivers were engulfed by a sea of fire, and the entire sky was a crimson glow.

Aoo —

The thunderous dragon roar caused piercing pain in Jiang Yuebai’s Sea of Consciousness, as a colossal being leaped out from behind the mountains, with a human torso and dragon tail, engulfed in blazing flames.

Suspended between heaven and earth, its overwhelming aura shook the soul.

On its shoulder, a little girl sat, expressionlessly surveying the ravaged land, even yawning wearily.

Upon seeing the girl clearly, Jiang Yuebai’s pupils trembled.

Zhur Jiuyou!