Spirit Vessel

Poetry added an implicit charm to a woman. Love allowed them to be indomitable.

Hongyan’s white dress was red now. Her pretty and elegant eyes were capable of seducing others but she was the one seduced in this case.

A spirit flew out of the Voidbreaking Sword. It was a blue qilin appearing on the sword tip, carrying an unstoppable sharpness capable of slicing through the firmament and shattering great mountains.

“Pa!” Nangong Hongyan took out her purple zither. This was left behind by a senior from the Supreme Beauty Pavilion, made from violet sandalwood for the base and icy silkworm for the strings. So many courtesans adored it so it had an ancient and beautiful fragrance accumulated through time.

She flicked her finger and a sound wave surged forward. It turned into a round formation and ten shields to stop the Voidbreaking Sword.

“Boom! Boom!” The power at the half-step level was no match for a Giant and a spirit treasure. The sound wave was shattered and disappeared into the wind.

Blood oozed out from her mouth and down her white neck before stopping by her fair chest.

She had never lost so much blood before but there was no sense of pain.

“Boom!” She directly attacked with her zither but it was split into two. Both fell down at a corner of the prison.

Meanwhile, she turned into a fiery shuttle to head for the bottom of the prison.

“Where are you going, die!” Yue Chongzi raised his finger. Waves of energy condensed at the tip and turned into countless sword shadows rushing forward like a flood to chase after the plume of flame.

“Pluff!” Hongyan uttered a miserable cry. She stumbled and fell onto a pool of her own blood. Nevertheless, she got up and continued to delve deeper into the prison.

“Die!” Yue Chongzi became serious. He stepped on his sword and turned into a ray to give chase. If Hongyan were allowed to see Feiyun, his master wouldn’t let him off easy.

“Open!” Dark flames engulfed Feiyun’s hands as his muscles bulged and tore his sleeves. The chains stopping him were pulled out all the way and on the verge of snapping.

Another flame rose from Yama’s spine with the power capable of pushing mountains. Feng Feiyun’s hair was standing straight up with sweats running down his body. He pushed up on the formation with the same difficulty as if he was pushing up a world.

The hard stones on the ground had a foot deep mark of his soles with pebbles everywhere. He roared to show his rage.

At this time, he saw something and his red eyes became gentler. Nevertheless, he felt distressed while looking at the supreme beauty outside.

In the end, he still couldn’t break for formation created by Feng Mo. The formation pushed down again. He dropped the chains next to the pillar full of runes and felt as if a knife was carving out his heart. His throat felt dry as he hoarsely spoke: “Hong...yan…”

She stood outside with blood everywhere. There were more than ten wounds; a broken blade was still stuck on her back.

He had never seen her injured in this manner. Such an incredible woman had allowed herself to be in this sorry state.

Her voice was also dry and feeble: “I… I came on time, didn’t let you down, right?”

“Why are you here?! You shouldn’t have come here!” Feiyun was nearly screaming with his eyes becoming wet.

Hongyan smiled bitterly: “Where you are is where I should be. It’s fine, the only thing I know is that I’ll be lost once you are dead.”

“Why must you do this?”

Hongyan stubbornly replied: “Feng Feiyun, you haven’t told me that you love me.”

“I love you!” Feiyun never thought that he would say this to another woman but these words came out faster than anything.

“You still haven’t heard me say that I love you.” She sighed.

She wasn’t a woman who would utter these words so easily but she was afraid that there would be no other chance. She felt that she didn’t have long to live and might go even earlier than Feiyun.

“I’ve been waiting to hear it.” Feiyun reached out, wanting to wipe the tears and blood on her face but a lightning bolt forced him back.

Hongyan’s eyes grew weaker. She fell down into a new puddle of blood with tears in her eyes: “I don’t know how to describe love. I only know that each night under the stars, I feel that you are next to me. The southern sky has 38,042, the west has 12,000, the north has 74,561, and the east… the sun is usually up when I get to this point. What about you? How many stars?”

“I…” Feiyun shook his head while feeling a sting in his heart.

He knew that when a woman was missing someone and feeling lonely, they would count the stars in the sky.

She started in the south because both of them were under the southern sky. Once she made it to the east, the loneliness had usually passed by then.

Feiyun had never counted the stars before so he felt embarrassed. His love came so fast and at an inopportune moment. Meanwhile, her love had been kept secret for a long time.

She has been very lonely without him.

“Clatter.” A murderous bloodthirst descended from above with a sharp and austere sword shadow. However, when Yue Chongzi stabilized himself and looked up, Feng Feiyun was nowhere to be found inside the prison.

‘Not good, did the two got away?’ He was slightly late due to a formation laid out by Nangong Hongyan.

Suddenly, a shadow came in the air without any warning. An ultimate force consisting of numerous thunderbolts struck Chongzi’s back.

This attack was too sudden so Chongzi could only guard when he felt something was amiss. Alas, how could he stop the offensive power of the Thunderfire Jewel? He was directly blown outside.

The skin on his head was heavily damaged. He stared at Feng Feiyun standing right in front of him in disbelief: “You… how did you escape?!”

Feiyun was embracing the bloodied Nangong Hongyan who had already fainted. He glared at the man on the ground a bit before a crimson flame blazed up around his body. He turned into a fiery being and rushed forward.

Feiyun’s power alone naturally couldn’t break the formation prepared by Feng Mo. However, Hongyan gave him both the Invisible Cloak and the Crimson Phoenix Garment.

With the two divine gowns, his battle power surged and he was able to shatter the formation to escape.

When Hongyan was without any cultivation, she was still comparable to a half-step Giant just by wearing the two gowns. Feiyun was much stronger than her so even if he couldn’t straight out defeat a Giant, he could still contend against them.

“Hongyan, you can’t die! I will find the best doctor to save you.” Feiyun gently rubbed away the blood on her forehead and could feel her life passing away. Her body was becoming cold.

She was only at the early Immortal Foundation level. Such grievous injuries were fatal to her since she lacked the same powerful constitution as Feiyun. He could recover completely in just several days.

After taking off the divine gowns, she was no different from other frail women.

When Feiyun made it out of the cave, daylight was approaching from the horizon. The stars by the eastern sky were disappearing.

Would dawn really come after the night?

“Rumble!” Suddenly, winds broke out in the sky. Rays rushed down from the central peak towards this particular cave.

A dozen or so people with monstrous aura were present. They were all half-step Giants with eight of them real Giants. These were the current top experts of the Feng Clan.

They have lived for hundreds of years and were once ancestors of the great powers. Recently, these people came in here to curry favor from the Enlightened Being after the big changes at the Celestial Paradise.

“Feng Feiyun, you actually made it out? But do you think you can leave today?” Four half-steps that were guarding the cave entrance leaped out as well to join the bigger group.

All of them focused their aura on his body. This powerful pressure added immense weight to him. Even a mountain would collapse instantly.

“It’s not up to any of you whether I can leave or not!” Feiyun was determined even if the sky was falling down. He took out the Ascension Platform and turned it into a sacred tablet towering for thirty meters. The runes flowing on the surface carried an eternal and profound strength.

The eighteen remnant souls of the geniuses stopped the aura of these ancestors.

Feiyun summoned his azure vessel and jumped on it. The tablet remained above his head. In one hand, he had Nangong Hongyan, the other the stone saber. He began to make his way forward like a raging dragon going against the tide in the open sea.