# 1746
Chapter 1739: Kiss
The Seraph Lin Qiye gripped the golden holy sword in both hands, flapped his pristine six wings, and shot through the void like lightning, crashing into the hurricane filled with heads!
Protected by the [Mortal Divine Realm], none of those eerie and sinister auras could harm the Seraph. Brilliant divine light erupted continuously within the hurricane as numerous heads had their purple runes erased, floating away from their bodies.
In the deep void, this hurricane of accumulated heads—the Cthulhu Faction god—twisted and contorted continuously. Countless heads bobbed up and down, weaving together into a massive face of agonizing struggle.
Countless purple runes lit up. All these floating heads turned simultaneously, shifting from facing outward to facing inward. Auras of withered brain matter were exposed. Then, surging purple flames ignited from within, turning the entire hurricane purple!
Gazing at the churning purple fire hurricane before him, the Spirit Fetus Lin Qiye still standing in place narrowed his eyes. Dense threads of causality floated out from the blade's hilt, connecting to those churning occipital regions.
Unlike the previous black toad, this Cthulhu Faction god was composed of countless heads. The threads of causality on its body were also extremely dense. He couldn't use the method of creating a segment of [Causeless Cause] to control its actions. However, disturbing these threads of causality that belonged to it was effortless.
Under the Spirit Fetus Lin Qiye's control, the vast quantity of threads of causality wound around and connected to each other, like a giant cocoon wrapping around the purple fire hurricane. The latter's movements immediately slowed.
In the center of the blazing purple fire hurricane, a strand of golden light shone brilliantly. The Seraph Lin Qiye raised the holy sword in both hands and slashed with all his might!
BOOM—!!
A pillar of light like a sword aura swept past the edge of the Moon, extending all the way into the endless depths of the universe.
The purple fire hurricane bound by causality was cleaved directly in two by this strike. The cuts were as if scorched and melted by golden light, continuously disintegrating into the deep void.
The purple flames gradually dissipated. A bloody and bruised figure stepped out from the wreckage. The Seraph Lin Qiye's body surface had been burned to charred black by the purple fire, yet it was healing at a visible rate. He held the golden holy sword in one hand, like a holy angel reborn from the flames.
"So this is what it feels like to slash at gods..."
He stood on the [Mortal Divine Realm], gazing at the Cthulhu Faction god remnants drifting and falling all around him, murmuring to himself.
The two Lin Qiyes exchanged a glance, then simultaneously turned to look at another battlefield and rushed over at full speed.
...
In the space far from Earth, a red star core was flying about wildly like a headless fly.
Scalding lava churned on its surface, as if something was churning within. This赤色流光 continuously changed direction,恨不得一头扎进远处的太阳之中。
"Block Him."
The Spirit Fetus Lin Qiye arrived from afar, staring at the dazzling star core before him and saying in a low voice.
The Seraph's six wings flapped, and the body swiftly pursued the red star core. The two streams of light—one red and one gold—constantly chased each other, yet could never touch the star core's true form.
Lin Qiye frowned. His gaze locked onto a certain floating thread of causality. With a slight hook of his fingertip, his body directly teleported to the other end of the thread of causality!
Searing hot lava churned beneath his feet, radiating heat that directly scorched Lin Qiye's body somewhat black. Had he not been a Hongmeng Spirit Fetus, had it been any other Chief God, they would have been instantly incinerated to ash.
But even so, his vision was also somewhat blurred from the high-temperature burning. If he stayed here too long, his eyes might melt directly.
Lin Qiye estimated that just the star core's surface was at least five million degrees. Beneath that red substance resembling magma, there should be tens of millions of degrees.
Gazing at the fiery red expanse before him, Lin Qiye gritted his teeth and directly thrust his palm into the magma below.
Wisps of white smoke rose from beneath the magma. Lin Qiye's expression immediately contorted somewhat. After stirring for a while, as if grasping something, he pulled with all his might!
A deep blue figure was dragged out from the magma. Half of Lin Qiye's arm had been burned down to bare white bone. His other arm supported Jialan's waist as he swiftly fled toward the distance!
"Seven Nights!" When Jialan saw that half of Lin Qiye's arm had been melted, a heartache appeared in her eyes. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Lin Qiye shook his head. Primordial Essence surged from within the white bone, rapidly healing his body. His skin surface radiated a jade-white luster. "As for you, why did you just dive headfirst into that star core? That's no place for humans."
"It's fine, actually. It had no effect on me. Don't believe me, look!"
Jialan quickly rolled up her sleeves, revealing two sections of fair white arms. The light of [Immortality] shimmered on their surface, not a single scratch to be seen.
"But it was bigger inside than I imagined. No matter how much I swam, I couldn't get out. I could only keep punching around inside... If you hadn't come to fish me out, I probably wouldn't have been able to get out even after a few more days."
Lin Qiye glanced at the wilted, lifeless star core in the distance and couldn't help but laugh: "If I'd let you mess around inside for another half day, He probably would have been tortured to death."
To be honest, the destructive power contained within this star core was stronger than any Cthulhu Faction god Lin Qiye had encountered thus far. But just his luck, He had encountered Jialan, who had ascended to Immortal status... He probably never in his wildest dreams imagined that someone could directly charge into his star core to raise hell for so long, completely unscathed.
"But He's still not dead. What do we do?" Jialan tilted her head, thinking for a moment. "Should I... have you throw me back in?"
"... No need. Leave the rest to me."
A golden stream of light swept past the two of them. The Seraph Lin Qiye charged straight at that star core. Having been so wildly battered by Jialan for so long, His condition was already wilted by more than half, and His speed was far less than before. As the [Mortal Divine Realm] expanded, He was directly caught within it.
Dazzling brilliance flashed in succession. Jialan was held in Lin Qiye's embrace and couldn't help but lift her head to gaze at that long-missing face. Her gently curved eyes were bright as stars.
"Seven Nights, how long was I asleep... mmph?!"
Before Jialan could finish speaking, those lips so close at hand directly pressed against her mouth. The warmth and softness instantly filled her mind, and she froze completely on the spot.
BOOM—!!!
A sun-like explosion bloomed from the divine realm in the distance. Countless star core fragments burst forth, like brilliant fireworks in the universe streaking across the deep, dark sky.
Light and shadow alternated across their cheeks, as if they were in the midst of a grand fireworks banquet. In the people-less depths of space, Lin Qiye's gentle eyes reflected Jialan's face, as if she were glowing.
Jialan stared blankly at those eyes so close before her. After a moment, she finally came back to her senses. Her cheeks instantly flushed completely red, and her eyes were full of joy!
A moment later, Lin Qiye's lips slightly parted. He spoke with an apologetic expression, "I know this may not be the best timing... but I've already waited for you over two thousand years. Now... I really don't want to..."
"It's not over yet. Don't interrupt!"
Before Lin Qiye could finish, Jialan took the initiative and pressed her lips to Lin Qiye's, blocking out the rest of his words.
In Lin Qiye's startled gaze, Jialan's hands circled around Lin Qiye's shoulders. Her assault with her lips was even more fierce than Lin Qiye's had been just moments ago. Her eyes unconsciously closed... It wasn't just Lin Qiye who had been waiting for this moment. It was her too.
Beneath the fireworks of the deep void, they held each other.
This mutual longing spanning over two thousand years finally, at this moment, drew to its close.