# 889
Chapter 889
The towering giant figure, bound by chains, slowly straightened its body and raised its head, letting out a deafening roar toward the sky!
ROOOOAR——!!!
The ear-splitting explosion erupted from its position, visible shockwaves churning the sea's surface violently. The black malevolent fire covering its face dissipated slightly, revealing a pale and hauntingly familiar face.
"That's…"
When Shen Qingzhu saw the face of the giant figure standing within the black sea of flames, his pupils contracted sharply.
It was a terrifying face without pupils, as if from the depths of hell, eerie and horrifying… though enlarged countless times with pale, distorted skin, Shen Qingzhu could still recognize it.
It was Cao Yuan's face.
Cao Yuan… how did he become like this?
After only a moment's hesitation, Shen Qingzhu snapped back to his senses, forcibly suppressing his fear and agitation. He led Jiang Er and Baili Pangpang, continuing to approach the edge of the fishing village.
…
At the center of the black sea of flames.
The towering giant figure standing atop the ruined fishing village gazed at the surrounding land. Its pupil-less, deathly pale eyes narrowed slightly as it opened its mouth and roared at the sky once more, the sound reverberating like thunder across the heavens.
It tried to take a step forward, but the black chains wrapped around the holes in its knees suddenly tightened, producing a dull clanking sound that firmly restricted its movement.
This was the place where Cao Yuan died, and also the "prison" that confined it here…
It could not leave this place.
The giant figure lowered its head to look at the black chains. Its pale eyes narrowed slightly, showing no clear emotion, only a sense of诡异 and cold eeriness.
Then, as if sensing something, it raised its head to gaze at the sky, staring fixedly at the blood-red moon.
The black malevolent flames burning and dancing at its feet suddenly surged violently, like countless frenzied demon arms trying to tear the moon apart!
"It's 'them'… it's 'them' again!" A muddled yet low voice rang out like thunder.
It gazed up at the crimson moon, eyes wide with fury. Its palms, covered in scales and malevolent flames, clenched tightly. The surrounding flames danced with rage as it opened its mouth and roared at the blood-red moon once more!!
The turbulent sea surface suddenly stilled from this roar, then erupted with massive waves that spread outward in arcs!
The red moon in the sky was already approaching fullness.
At that moment, a dazzling silver light burst forth from the deep sea, weaving into a head-to-tail connecting ring within the monstrous waves. It rotated slowly between the storm and the surging waters. In an instant, all the spray around it froze in mid-air.
Then, this ring suspended in the air expanded at a startling speed—moonlight, seawater, dust, corpses… everywhere the ring passed, all existence was annihilated. Within that surging river of time, all matter was reversing, regressing to three days prior.
The silver ring swept across the sea, rapidly approaching the shore!
When the giant figure standing within the black sea of flames saw that silver ring, the savage expression on that pale face—the one belonging to "Cao Yuan"—suddenly became incomparably grave. It opened its mouth and let out a furious roar at the rapidly approaching ring:
ROOOOAR!!
From within this silver ring, it could clearly sense the power it contained—the erasing force of the law of time was a tremendous threat to it!
The silver ring swept across the shore, erasing the drifting fishing boats and brownish rocks. The flickering malevolent flames on the earth also gradually extinguished as the ring expanded. In an instant, that silver ring arrived silently before it.
It lowered its gaze to look at Cao Yuan, who was kneeling half on the ground at its feet, already lacking breath. Its brow furrowed slightly.
After a moment, it raised its head. Those deathly pale eyes stared fixedly at the silver ring mere inches away. The sea of malevolent flames beneath its feet erupted anew as it thrust both hands through the flames and pressed them directly against the mechanically expanding silver ring surface!
BOOM——!!!
The malevolent flames covered its palms, colliding with the flowing temporal loop. The surrounding time and space violently disturbed!
…
Deep Sea.
Inside the beast's stomach.
A maniacal, ferocious head drifted slowly through the seawater, its crimson eyes filled with shock and fear.
Lin Qiye sheathed the [White Slash] and calmly glanced at Chen Yangrong's severed head. He turned to look behind him.
"Jialan, he's dead." Lin Qiye said gently.
Jialan's hands tightly embraced Lin Qiye's neck, her face buried against his back. She gave no answer.
Lin Qiye was stunned.
"Jialan?" he called out again.
Jialan's arms around him tightened even more. Her bony fingers unconsciously scraped at his chest. Her body trembled unceasingly, as if struggling…
At that moment, Lin Qiye seemed to realize something.
He grabbed Jialan's hands tightly, prying them loose, then turned around to face her directly. His pupils constricted sharply.
At some point, Jialan's face had turned deathly pale. Those eyes, bright as black gems, had already been染上大片 thoroughly染上了大片通红。 She bit her lips tightly, her teeth puncturing the skin. A stream of crimson blood flowed down from the corners of her mouth…
She was in pain, she was struggling, she was enduring.
Under the red moon.
"Seven Nights…"
As if sensing the warmth of Lin Qiye's palms, a trace of clarity flashed through Jialan's crimson eyes.
She slowly raised her head. That face, trembling slightly from weakness and struggle, forced out a勉强的 smile. She murmured in a voice barely louder than a mosquito, "You… won?"
Without [Immortality], Jialan could no longer block the red moon's influence like before.
From the moment she gave [Immortality] to Lin Qiye, she herself had been completely exposed to the red moon. During the time Lin Qiye was fully focused on battle, she had been doing her utmost to endure, to struggle, to prevent herself from losing sanity.
Even though her body was pressed against Lin Qiye, smelling the blood from his wounds. Even though her arms were wrapped around Lin Qiye's neck. Even though she knew Lin Qiye now had [Immortality] protecting him—no matter how she发泄情绪, Lin Qiye wouldn't be harmed… she still made no move.
During this time, the most "over the line" thing she did was to gently scrape her fingertips against Lin Qiye's chest.
"Take [Immortality] back quickly!" When Lin Qiye saw Jialan in this state, his heart burned with anxiety. He tightly gripped her hands and said.
Jialan simply lay in his embrace, as if hearing nothing.
"Take it back!" Lin Qiye repeated. "Did you forget the promise we made? Once I killed him, you'd take [Immortality] back!
With my willpower, even without [Immortality], I can maintain sanity under the red moon!"
Only after hearing these last words did Jialan slowly raise her head. She looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, filled with urgency, and smiled faintly, giving a tiny hum of acknowledgment.
She reached out, about to reclaim [Immortality]—
At that moment, a silver ring suddenly churned through the churning seawater, rapidly approaching!
Jialan's palm froze in mid-air.