Chapter 1354: "Twin Flowers"
Zheng Yingxiong sniffed the intense odor, feeling a shiver run down his spine:
"Not good... not good... trouble... damn it..."
"What's not right?" Chen Junnan asked, puzzled. "Hey, you little brat, watch your fucking language."
"The 'Disaster' scent is too strong!" Zheng Yingxiong shouted. "Chen Junnan, grab hold tight!"
"Hold tight?" Chen Junnan was taken aback. "What the hell is that kid Han Yimo thinking now?"
The moment the words left his mouth, huge cracks split the floor beneath them, and several bodies that hadn't yet woken up fell into the abyss.
Zheng Yingxiong and Qin Dingdong saw this was wrong, and both leaped forward to grab one person each.
In the chaos, Qin Dingdong caught Yan Zhichun's arm, while Zheng Yingxiong grabbed Zhang Lijuan.
Chen Junnan sensed the danger and lunged forward, seizing Zheng Yingxiong as he was being dragged down.
"Kid!! Let go!" Chen Junnan barked. "Something's wrong! You can't hold her!"
"No... I can't!" Zheng Yingxiong said frantically. "I can't let go... Chen Junnan... I can't let go..."
His mind flashed back to "Jealous Mandarin Ducks."
He had watched helplessly as his thinking sister dissipated before his eyes, powerless to do anything.
"You little brat..." Chen Junnan pulled Zheng Yingxiong back with all his might. "If you hold on in this situation, you'll die too!"
"I... I can't let go..."
For a moment, everyone was locked in a stalemate. There was no way to save the others, and no one knew what had happened in this room.
What had "Disaster" actually summoned?
"Damn it, Han Yimo!" Chen Junnan yelled toward the door. "Can you hear me? Can you just lie there and stay unconscious like a good boy?!"
But before his voice could fade, the entire room collapsed and shattered.
Everyone inside began to plummet rapidly downward.
At the same time, almost every room shattered, and countless people fell into the pitch-black infinite void.
...
Qiao Jiajin, Kim Won-hoon, and Zhang Shan stared in shock at the scene outside. The entire "corridor" and all the rooms had vanished.
Everyone was falling, looking from afar like countless insects scattered in the darkness.
This collapse wasn't just the corridor—it was every room.
"Damn it!" Qiao Jiajin leaned out. "Big guy, tell me what the hell's going on out there!"
"You sure know how to ask," Zhang Shan said. "Hold on, let me have Xiao Jin make something up for you."
"Uh... bro... I..."
The three of them felt completely lost. Why, at this critical moment, was there no one with a clue to give them advice?
Inside the room, they had become three giant headless flies.
Qinglong lay on the ground, barely alive, turning his head to look outside.
There was nothing but void out there.
Though he didn't know exactly what method Qi Xia had used to bring this about, it seemed that he and Tianlong were... at the end of their rope?
No.
Qinglong knew that he and Tianlong still had a sliver of hope.
That was to sever the "Twin Flowers" right now.
Since they had been pushed to this point... why should these bugs get off easy?
Once the Twin Flowers were cut, Tianlong might survive on his own, and there was a slim chance he could save himself too.
Qinglong smiled bitterly, reached out a trembling hand, and raised it toward the three people in the distance.
Kim Won-hoon noticed him and immediately signaled the other two.
The three turned around and saw Qinglong lying on the ground, hand extended, as if asking for help.
Qiao Jiajin walked over to him, frowned, and asked: "What's up, little greenie? You want a drink?"
"I... I'm about to die," Qinglong said, his voice extremely weak.
"Oh, we'll drink next time then." Qiao Jiajin turned to leave.
"W-wait..." Qinglong called out to Qiao Jiajin, barely able to muster his strength. "I'm about to die... Tianlong will die too."
"Oh...?" Qiao Jiajin stopped, frowning as he looked at him.
Qinglong forced another bitter smile and said: "Now... I... have a way... to save Tianlong's life, to keep him from dying... Are you interested..."
"Save... Tianlong's life?" Qiao Jiajin turned to look at Zhang Shan.
Both of them found this idea utterly absurd.
They had come to this room to kill the ruler here, and now they were considering how to save Tianlong's life.
But was this the right path?
Three heads were still no match for Zhuge Liang. Zhang Shan and Qiao Jiajin both looked to Kim Won-hoon.
"Huh?!" Kim Won-hoon blinked. "Bro... you're looking at me? Is this right? Oh?"
"We're asking for your opinion," Qiao Jiajin said. "Should we team up with little greenie to save little reddie...?"
Kim Won-hoon thought for a moment. He didn't even know what had just happened.
Tianlong had been fine a moment ago—how could he be dying now?
"Maybe... let's check on Brother Chu and the others?"
The three of them walked up the steps together, went to Tianlong and Chu Tianqiu, and checked their status.
Although Chu Tianqiu still looked normal, Tianlong was clearly in trouble. His face was turning pale.
Qiao Jiajin reached out and felt under Tianlong's nose, then said in a low voice:
"He's barely breathing."
Zhang Shan immediately raised a finger to his lips, signaling Qiao Jiajin to keep his voice down.
The three of them nodded and stepped down from the steps again to briefly discuss the situation.
If Tianlong stopped breathing, no matter what Chu Tianqiu was doing right now, it would inevitably fail. So the priority was indeed to cooperate with Qinglong and find a way to keep Tianlong alive.
"Let's... first hear what Qinglong's plan is," Zhang Shan said. "If it doesn't seem right, we'll keep things as they are."
"Okay."
Having agreed on a strategy, they went back to Qinglong and asked about his plan.
His plan sounded simple, but it was already impossible to carry out.
He needed Tian Snake to bring someone who could perform "Soul Transfer" to him.
If they could temporarily move one of their souls into an object, they could briefly lift the bond of life and death.
...
Chen Junnan gritted his teeth and looked up while falling. The sky above was practically filled with people, all plummeting alongside him. Only one "door" remained standing far above.
That direction was... the "car tail" room?
What the hell was going on?
As he stared at that door, a figure suddenly jumped out from inside it.
Chen Junnan was stunned. Then he saw that figure disappear on the spot and instantly appear right in front of him, falling at the same speed.
"You... Xiao Jin?!" he exclaimed. "Where the hell did you run off to?"
"Bro!" Kim Won-hoon said urgently. "I need to ask you something!"
"What's going on up there?" Chen Junnan cut him off, asking his own question first.
"Bro! Don't ask me, I have something really important to ask!" Kim Won-hoon said. "Do you know where the 'Soul Transfer' from your room is?"
"'Soul Transfer'?" Chen Junnan paused. "The big lawyer? I think I saw her just now..."
He pointed to a spot far away, where two girls were falling alongside them.
"Okay, I see her!" Kim Won-hoon was about to disappear when Chen Junnan grabbed him.
"Xiao Jin, what do you need 'Soul Transfer' for?"
"Bro, Qinglong is about to die!" Kim Won-hoon said. "But we need to find a way to keep Tianlong alive, so we're going to use 'Soul Transfer' to break the 'Twin Flowers'!"
"Huh?" Chen Junnan looked bewildered. "Whose idea was that?"
"It was Qinglong's own idea!" Kim Won-hoon said seriously, then vanished on the spot.
"Hey, wait!" Chen Junnan yelled. "Aren't you going to save us?!"
But Kim Won-hoon had already flashed into the distance, flying toward Lawyer Zhang.
Chen Junnan was even more confused now. This was Qinglong's own idea?
Using "Soul Transfer" to break the "Twin Flowers"?
He didn't have time to think about it. He just turned his head again and looked around at the void. There wasn't a single "door" in sight—only endless darkness in every direction.