Chapter 1022: Teacher Freya’s Suicide
These stars are connected by silver threads, with silver light flowing towards the central pond.
Outside the pond, the two black-robed figures exchanged glances, knowing they couldn’t delay any longer.
Xia Feng unleashed the Blazing Sun Divine Domain, transforming himself into the sun. He descended like a blazing sun, and terrifying constant energy flowed along the golden formations on the black ground into the pond, seeping through the pond water into Teacher Freya’s skin.
He controlled the flow of constant energy into Teacher Freya’s blood vessels, initiating the bloodline awakening ritual.
Meanwhile, Mu Qingtong’s hand gestures changed rapidly, drawing in the surrounding Heavenly Realm spirit energy and converging it towards Freya’s brow, heart, and soles, constructing a blazing red dragon pressure spirit particle configuration.
The two of them tried to slow down the ritual, but unfortunately, Shang Jue’s True God will was constantly monitoring the situation at the pond.
The ritual’s state was completely exposed.
With no other option, they controlled their clones to maintain the normal pace while accelerating the particle collision rate further.
The collision speed reached the “billions of collisions” level, and breaking through further became extremely difficult.
As they pushed into the tens of millions of collision speeds, all four felt dizzy.
Cha Nai Xue and Jiang Qiue’s bodies began to feel hot, their breathing grew rapid, and their beautiful eyes were fixed on Xia Feng’s cheek. Xia Feng’s mind had entered a state of flow, and everything around him seemed unreal. He didn’t notice the state of the two women.
Before his eyes were trillions of Moon Time and Moon Void particles, and the boundless, mysterious laws of time and space.
He had already reached a state of self-forgetfulness. Further acceleration soon brought the particle rate to “two billion collisions” per second.
At this moment, the perceptions of the four people were once again sublimated. A strange and profound vision appeared, as if they saw countless dim worlds intertwined. These intertwined worlds converged into a water flow, rushing towards the end of time and the ultimate of the universe.
Achieving an S-class time-space spirit robe was something that would typically require multiple reincarnations and a sage to walk the path of a Venerable many times, and even then, it would only be a very slim possibility.
Yet, here Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong, both only Venerable Rank Two, were performing such a heaven-defying feat, causing ripples in time to spread out immeasurably.
“Not enough, faster.” A cool and aloof voice whispered by his ear, like a command from the Nine Heavens, stirring Xia Feng’s mind, which had spread out like a spiderweb. His black pupils condensed like ink as he began to attack three billion collisions.
“Buzz—”
At the same time, in the center of the pond, the wine-red hair of the woman in the martial arts uniform fluttered in the wind. Spirit flows swirled around her like a tornado, and a faint phantom soul appeared and then shifted on the surface of her body.
Xia Feng was startled, “What happened? The ritual isn’t finished yet, and she’s already resurrecting?”
No, that’s not right!
He quickly realized that it wasn’t the blazing red light, but Teacher Freya.
Teacher Freya had temporarily broken free from the seal through some method, her soul leaving her body.
Her soul suddenly opened its eyes, her wine-red pupils carrying a resolute killing intent. She glanced at her father with a mocking smile, and cracks of light appeared on her cold and beautiful face.
On the periphery, Shang Shaoquan also opened his eyes sharply and shouted with authority, “She’s going to commit suicide! Stop her!”
Xia Feng’s black pupils contracted sharply. The hand gestures at his chest changed in an instant, unleashing the Moon Time Domain. He thought, “Teacher Freya, it’s me.”
Freya was stunned for a moment. “Little Feng?”
“Believe me, I have a way to save you.”
Seeing this, Freya said without hesitation, “Okay!”
On the other side, he was still in April and couldn’t spare much energy to maintain the Moon Time Domain. Xia Feng’s words were brief. He pulled the spirit back into the physical body and then used Time Cover to return to the real world.
In the distance, Shang Shaoquan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Freya had not succeeded in committing suicide and had been successfully pulled back into her body by the Abyssal Saint.
He hadn’t expected that this daughter of his would have a hidden move, wanting to commit suicide at a critical moment, thus ruining his years of preparation.
Even his True God will couldn’t stop such a sudden situation.
Fortunately, the Abyssal Saint had acted in time. He had indeed chosen the right partner in the Abyssal Saint this time.
Only abilities of this time-space nature could turn the tide.
However, although he could see that the Abyssal Saint had used the Moon Time Divine Domain, he couldn’t see what exactly he had done to stop Freya’s actions.
Mu Qingtong clasped her hands together with a clap. The spirit energy of heaven and earth also completely gathered simultaneously, covering Freya’s spirit pressure with another layer of blazing red dragon pressure.
“Swoosh—!”
After the space buzzed, it emitted a creaking sound like glass rubbing together. Xia Feng’s brows furrowed. The blazing red dragon pressure was completed, and the bloodline awakening ritual in his hand was also nearing completion.
Vaguely, he could already hear dragon roars.
Fortunately, sensing the progress in April, he was confident.
But to ensure no mistakes, he needed to go faster!
Faster!!
Cha Nai Xue was the first to collapse, a muffled groan echoing in the silent space. Her delicate and pretty eyebrows were tightly knitted, her eyelids trembled, and her gaze was fixed on the profile of Little Feng nearby.
“Does it hurt?” Xia Feng seemed affected by her state, and a thought arose in his mind as he asked her in a low voice.
“No, I’m fine.” She quickly replied, “Don’t worry about me, I can do it.”
She didn’t speak again after that, forcing herself to remain calm, not wanting to affect Xia Feng’s state, nor wanting to be outdone by Jiang Qiue and Mu Qingtong.
Especially seeing the calm and composed appearance of the two women, she felt a strong sense of frustration.
She was still too weak; she wanted to become stronger!
230 million. 250 million. 280 million.
Faster and faster, directly entering the 300 million collision domain!
Cha Nai Xue saw stars, while Jiang Qiue’s elegant and cold eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
Mu Qingtong’s expression was calm, and she exchanged a glance with Xia Feng.
At the same time, the pupils of the four people contracted simultaneously, only to suddenly expand again, turning into countless streams of silver light that filled their eye sockets.
They saw a new world!
On the other side, in the center of the pond, the blazing red light flow around Freya also spun faster and faster, rising into the sky. With a clear dragon roar, the phantom of a blazing red dragon seemed to coil in the sky.
“Buzzzzzzzzzzzzz—!!” Outside the cloud island, the Eternal Flow Sea’s azure currents surged, raising sky-shattering tsunamis that crashed against the island’s barrier wave after wave.
Tearing out streams of black spatial cracks and even black holes.
Shang Shaoquan, Jin Yangtian, and Jian Xin’s eyes snapped open, their gazes fixed on the center of the pond.
Especially Shang Shaoquan, a more mature, middle-aged man’s phantom appeared on the surface of his body. His majestic face had vertical golden pupils, and he gazed at Freya with unprecedented craving.
“Myr—the day has finally come!” he murmured to himself, his golden pupils shining brighter.
“Roar—!”
The profound dragon roar also became more distinct. It was the Dragon Language formed by the spontaneous convergence of the laws of heaven and earth, celebrating and congratulating another Dragon Deity who was about to awaken from the river of history.
The spirit flows were vast, and Freya floated up. Her cold and beautiful face lowered her eyelids, her white martial arts uniform fluttered in the wind, and her wine-red hair danced like a demon. Her aura surged.
Her soles, the back of her hands, her delicate neck, and her cheeks flashed with ancient and mystical blazing red divine patterns. Dark flames diffused from the corners of her eyes, and a vertical rhombic mark adorned her brow.
Divinity began to be born from her soul, and divine pressure spread. Her bloodline boiled, and that wisp of divine will opened a narrow slit, about to revive from her bloodline and descend into this body!
(End of Chapter)
