Chapter 329 - 321: No One Compares to Her

Chapter 329: Chapter 321: No One Compares to Her

Guilt, self-blame, heartache, and panic—countless emotions, like the dark currents of the Black Sea, ruthlessly enveloped Yun Lie Ting, leaving him breathless.

He thought of how he had slept soundly last night, completely unaware. He thought of how he had only learned the truth at this very moment. He thought of Shen Yue’s solitary and resolute silhouette as she turned and stepped into the black mist...

It felt as if a cold hand had viciously squeezed his heart, the pain so intense he could barely breathe.

He had always thought that Shen Yue had won the hearts of Huang Ziyue and the others simply because they, like him, were drawn to her beauty and uniqueness. But he had never realized that she was worthy of all the cherishing and protection in this world. Her bravery, resilience, and kindness had long surpassed those of all females in this world.

No one could compare to her!

"So... she didn’t act on impulse, but rather, there was no other way, right?" Yun Lie Ting’s voice was hoarse and dry, every word squeezed out from his throat with an unconcealable tremble.

Bai Chaosi closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were filled with sorrow and heartache.

"Yes. The Devouring God Flowers are the source of the Black Sea’s ability to consume spiritual power. Since we possess spiritual power, we cannot get close to them at all.

"If we let the Black Sea spread, I’m afraid the entire ocean, and even the entire Beast World, will be swallowed and doomed to eternal damnation.

"She is the only one who won’t be eroded by the Devouring God Flowers. She has to fight this battle alone."

Yun Lie Ting abruptly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white and then a bruised purple. He looked up at the churning, all-consuming black waters. His eyes were as red as blood. For the first time, his wild and untamed eyes brimmed with such intense powerlessness and deep sorrow.

He hated himself for realizing it too late; he hated his own carelessness. Most of all, he hated that he could only stand in this safe place like an outsider, watching helplessly as Shen Yue faced a world-destroying disaster all alone in that Purgatory-like Black Sea.

Deep within the Black Sea.

Shen Yue had been walking for a long while. It felt as if a faint, ancient power was silently guiding her...

She moved forward steadily. The pale golden shield of Vitality Power isolated her from the damp cold and putrid stench.

The black water beneath her feet churned increasingly violently, and the sweet, fragrant scent of the Devouring God Flowers grew thicker in the air. The splitting seawater sounded like the wails of lingering souls echoing in the dead darkness.

Her steps did not falter. Her eyes were as calm as a deep, frigid pool, completely devoid of fear.

After walking for about another seven or eight minutes, the force pulling her suddenly intensified. From the darkness ahead came a series of faint, eerie rustling sounds—RUSTLE, RUSTLE—as if countless things were squirming and crawling in the dark.

Shen Yue’s gaze sharpened. She raised her hand, channeling her Vitality Power to protect her body. At the same time, she took out a flashlight. A blindingly white beam instantly pierced the darkness.

She looked up, and with just one glance, even a mind as resolute as hers couldn’t help but feel a chill run down her spine as her heart clenched tightly.

In the boundless black water ahead, countless grotesquely shaped corpses floated densely together. There were members of the Sea Clan, sea beasts, and some hideous, mangled remains whose species were indistinguishable.

Her body went rigid as she swept the flashlight upward. These corpses littered the Black Sea... They had long been swallowed by the black water, rendered completely unrecognizable, forming something akin to a giant net woven of flesh.

But most importantly, every single corpse had sprouted enchanting yet eerie flowers. The petals were in full bloom, and the centers of the flowers were as scarlet as blood. The most terrifying part was that clear human faces grew within those centers—some crying, some laughing, some hideous, and some in agony.

Swaying gently with the currents, they let out dense, piercing screeches that sounded like countless wronged souls roaring in her ears.

Shen Yue’s pupils repeatedly constricted. She almost threw up.

This was the ultimate form of the Devouring God Flower—the Human-Faced Devouring God Flower. Where these flowers bloomed everywhere, all living souls perished.

She forced herself to calm down. A cold glint flashed in her eyes as the golden Vitality Power around her surged, transforming into an indestructible barrier.

She looked up toward the deepest part of the human-faced flower sea. Forcing down the nauseating discomfort churning in her chest, she moved her feet, carefully navigating through the layers of floating corpses, trying to find Lan Cangyue in the sea of death.

The flashlight beam swept inch by inch over those unrecognizable bodies, not missing a single detail. In her heart, she silently repeated Lan Cangyue’s name over and over...

Her gaze was urgent, yet she dared not allow herself to panic in the slightest. She hoped that Lan Cangyue was still alive...

But this entire Black Sea was filled with nothing but corpses. There wasn’t the slightest trace of the aura of a living person. She didn’t dare think too deeply about it; she could only search desperately.

But the further she went, the denser the Human-Faced Devouring God Flowers became. The RUSTLE of their rubbing petals was so ear-piercing that it made her very soul tremble.

Shen Yue furrowed her brows. With a light tap of her fingertip, she instantly reduced the closest lunging Devouring God Flowers to flying ash.

But the very next second, the flower sea deeper in began to surge madly again, advancing wave after wave in an endless swarm.