Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2398: Crisis

“Yes, Senior,” Qin Muyang explained. “The chaotic energy within the Central Region is far more potent, far more… volatile. It is said that prolonged exposure to this energy can actually melt away the crystals, purifying the body.”

“But…” he added, his voice laced with caution, “It is a dangerous process. Many have tried, but few have succeeded. The chaotic energy is unpredictable, and it can easily overwhelm those who are not strong enough.”

Yun Lintian pondered this information, his mind racing. If he guessed correctly, the energy inside the Central Region was well balanced between the life and death. Only this state could nullify the chaotic energy on the Spirit Bead.

He turned back to the cultivators, his gaze sweeping over their anxious faces. He had gained the information he needed, and he had no further use for them.

“Thank you for your cooperation,” he said, his voice devoid of emotion.

The cultivators, sensing his intent, began to plead for their lives once more.

“Please, Senior, spare us!”

“We’ve told you everything we know!”

“We won’t cause any more trouble!”

Yun Lintian ignored their pleas. He raised his hand, and a wave of pure, life-giving energy washed over the battlefield. It enveloped the cultivators, their cries of terror echoing through the air as their bodies began to dissolve, their very existence erased from this world.

Nantian Fengyu watched the scene unfold, her expression a mixture of awe and apprehension. The power Yun Lintian wielded was both mesmerizing and terrifying, a force capable of both creation and destruction.

Yun Lintian lowered his hand, the green light fading from his body. He turned to Nantian Fengyu, his eyes filled with a newfound determination.

“Let’s go, Fifth Sister,” he said.

Nantian Fengyu nodded, and the two resumed their journey.

***

Somewhere in the Central Region, Gu Buxiu coughed up a mouthful of blood. His face was ashen, but his eyes shone with delight. He seemed to have discovered a peerless treasure in Yun Lintian.

“What happened? Your avatar is gone?” Xie Pojun asked.

Gu Buxiu glanced at him and said, “Nothing. I made a mistake in an experiment and ended up killing my avatar. I can’t create a new one for now.”

He closed his eyes, trying to recover.

Xie Pojun narrowed his eyes. As someone who specialized in soul arts, he could tell it wasn’t as simple as Gu Buxiu claimed.

He turned and walked away, his gaze fixed on a gigantic black portal in the distance. Massive chaotic energy constantly poured through the portal, turning the entire region into a realm of chaos…

***

Hongyue and Mumu, their figures cloaked in shadows, sprinted through the desolate landscape, their breaths ragged, their bodies nearing exhaustion. The relentless pursuit of the North Region Army had taken its toll, pushing them to the brink of their limits.

“They’re still on our tail!” Mumu cried, her voice strained.

Hongyue gritted her teeth, her vision blurring. The wound on her back throbbed with agonizing pain, and the crystallization on her arm spread further, a chilling reminder of her deteriorating condition.

“We can’t stop now,” she gasped, her voice hoarse.

As they pressed on, their pursuers seemed to grow closer, their shouts echoing through the night. Hongyue and Mumu were losing ground, their strength fading with every passing moment.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, a terrifying roar shattered the silence, sending tremors through the ground. From the depths of the desolate landscape emerged a pack of monstrous beasts, their eyes glowing with a predatory hunger.

“Decayed beasts!” Mumu uttered solemnly.

The beasts, their bodies corrupted by the chaotic energy, were far more powerful than their normal counterparts. Their flesh was rotting, their bones protruding, their eyes glowing with a malevolent light.

Hongyue’s heart sank. They were trapped, caught between the relentless pursuit of the North Region Army and the ferocious attack of the decayed beasts.

“We have to fight!” she yelled, drawing her sword, its blade shimmering with a crimson moonlight glow.

Mumu nodded, her form crackling with lunar energy. She wouldn’t let these beasts harm Hongyue, even if it meant sacrificing her own life.

The beasts lunged, their claws outstretched, their jaws gaping wide. Hongyue and Mumu met their attack with a desperate ferocity, their combined powers a beacon of defiance against the overwhelming odds.

But the beasts were relentless, their numbers overwhelming. Hongyue, her injuries hindering her movements, struggled to keep up with their ferocious assault. Mumu, though powerful, was slowly being pushed back, her energy reserves dwindling.

“I can’t hold them off much longer!” Mumu spoke up.

Hongyue, her back pressed against Mumu’s, surveyed the chaotic scene, her mind racing. They were outnumbered, outmatched, their strength fading fast. They needed a miracle. Her gaze fell upon the pouch at her waist, containing the Spirit Beads she had gathered. It was

a risky move, a desperate gamble, but it was their only hope.

“Mumu, distract them!” she yelled, her voice filled with urgency.

Mumu, understanding her intent, unleashed a blinding wave of moon energy, temporarily disorienting the beasts.

Hongyue seized the opportunity. With trembling hands, she reached into the pouch and grabbed a handful of Spirit Beads. She closed her eyes, ignoring the agonizing pain as she absorbed the chaotic energy, her body trembling with the sudden influx of power.

The crystallization on her arm spread rapidly, engulfing her entire forearm in a shimmering, crystalline shell. But with the newfound power, she unleashed a devastating attack, a wave of crimson lunar energy that swept through the battlefield, incinerating the beasts and sending their charred remains scattering across the desolate landscape.

BOOM!

The remaining beasts, sensing the shift in power, retreated into the darkness, their roars fading into the distance.

Hongyue, her body drained, her arm completely crystallized, collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Mumu rushed to her side, her eyes filled with worry.

“Hongyue!” she cried, her voice laced with panic.

She gently cradled Hongyue’s limp form, her heart pounding with despair and guilt. She had pushed herself too far, her body unable to withstand the strain of absorbing so much chaotic

energy.

Mumu looked around, her gaze sweeping over the desolate landscape. They were alone, exhausted, and injured. Their pursuers were gone, but it wouldn’t be long before they caught

up.

With a heavy heart, Mumu gathered Hongyue in her arms and set off once more, her small

form carrying the weight of their hopes.

Just as she was looking for a place to hide, a group of decayed beasts returned. They immediately surrounded her.

Mumu looked at the beasts in despair. Her current strength was far from enough to fight

them.

What should she do now?