Chapter 1685

However, Su Yi felt the voices around him echoing like in a valley, constantly urging him to continue and release himself on one hand, while also reminding him to wake up quickly and not give in on the other.

The Heavenly Yuan Demonic Soul in his mind seemed to explode, being torn apart into tiny pieces in a frenzy, causing Su Yi to feel a deep and boundless sense of hellish pain from his cells to his pores to his meridians.

"Ah!"

Su Yi’s eyes were bloodshot, his skin flushed red and cracked, his joints revealing daunting cracks due to immense tension, oozing with gushing blood, and then he threw his head back and howled.

"Duàn Mù! You… go quickly!"

A sound like a loud scream came from Su Yi’s throat, white gas burst from his nose and mouth, his body temperature was unbelievably high.

In that moment, Su Yi, who was trying to control his mind, felt an intense itch all over his body, a heavy and fiery energy flowed through his veins with a wild and intense power.

Like an eruption of underground magma, a terrifying flame carried with it strong desires, regrets, obsessions, all rushing into his soul.

The scorching dragon poison was constantly corroding him, the intense heat throughout his body made Su Yi unable to control himself, he struggled to contain his desires, even his skin started turning a dark red like a branding iron, extremely frightening.

Su Yi suddenly felt his veins starting to rupture, his mind was forcefully restrained, any slight effort could lead to his soul collapsing, and his life ending on the spot.

The next moment, Su Yi angrily shouted, clenched his right hand into a fist, and slammed with all his strength onto his left arm.

"Bang!"

There was a cracking sound as a rift exploded, Su Yi’s left hand drooped weakly.

The intense pain from the broken bones in his hand jolted Su Yi awake, a sharp light shot out from his eyes, and he exhaled a white mist from his mouth.

"Hurry! Don’t worry about me!" It was very hard for Su Yi to speak every word.

Beads of sweat kept dripping onto Duanmu Xiaoman’s clothes, quickly soaking a large area.

"I can’t let you be harmed, Duanmu, you have to…go!" The words squeezed out from between his teeth, tainted with blood and sweat.

Soon, his right hand propped on the ground started shaking alone, Su Yi knew he couldn’t hold on much longer.

Duanmu had no strength left at this moment. If the blood-colored demon dragon took control of him, not only would Duanmu be disgraced, but both of them would fail.

Duanmu Xiaoman was always pure and untainted. Even dust wouldn’t touch her usually, let alone today’s actions which crossed her bottom line. If there were any more serious actions, the future surviving Duanmu Xiaoman would definitely not compromise.

"Kid, are you crazy! Can you resist the Blood Dragon Poison with your Yuan Emperor Realm! No matter how strong you endure, you will definitely die!"

With a loud roar, the Iron Soul Beast didn’t understand, nor could it understand, what Su Yi was protecting and what Duanmu Xiaoman, as the master of the Yutian Palace, was persisting for!

"Impossible! Demon Dragon, come at me! You won’t control me!" Su Yi shouted wildly, his breath heavy as if a volcano was erupting.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Su Yi was in intense pain, causing him to repeatedly hit the ground with his right hand. His fire energy surged, punching the ground over and over again until his bones cracked, blood spilled, but the pain in his mind couldn’t be stopped.

"Let’s go! Hurry!"

Duanmu Xiaoman beneath him watched Su Yi, willing to die rather than yield, preferring death over tarnishing herself.

The shadow of Su Yi in the moonlight gradually blurred, tears silently streaming down his face.

This was the second time today that Duanmu had seen Su Yi cry, unable to believe that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy could go this far for him.

The image of that resilient, unyielding young man resurfaced in his mind, his neck like white jade trembling slightly along with his chin.

Countless pearl lights scattered, Duanmu Xiaoman looking sorrowful, extending her delicate hands, striking Su Yi’s body.

"The Heavens Taming Incantation!"

This was the only way Duanmu Xiaoman could help Su Yi now, her hands pressing down on Su Yi’s soul, causing his face to twitch.

"Su Yi, you must hang in there. I won’t let you down once we’re out!" Duanmu Xiaoman trembled in her heart.

"*BOOM!*"

The powerful strike of the Heavens Taming Incantation sent Su Yi flying high towards the sky, then crashing heavily into a distant ravine, creating a deep pit with a terrifying impact.

Curled up in the center of the pit, Su Yi lay motionless, tears streaming down his face, like a patient in withdrawal, his limbs twitching uncontrollably, his mind closed off.

As the Heavens Taming Incantation took effect, only a faint glimmer remained in his mind, a little consciousness still lingering, as Su Yi felt the familiar but now inaccessible information and secrets of the Heavens Taming Incantation.

"Senior, have I mastered the Heavens Taming Incantation now?"

Su Yi’s memories returned to the time in the valley of the wild demons, watching his distant self sitting quietly, meditating, with changing hand gestures, feeling the wind, nature, and everything he could sense.

Fully focused on his training, sensing the presence of lingering spirits in the surrounding emptiness, the sleeping Su Yi in a haze seemed to be enlightened, murmuring to himself.

"Feeling lingering spirit, feeling lingering spirit…"

"Stay calm, no need to rush…"

After countless attempts, failures, and falling down, reshaping oneself time and time again led to the present situation. Isn’t it just like when I first practiced the Heavens Taming Incantation?

The blood dragon spirit filled Su Yi’s body, trying to be reborn, while his thoughts and desires made him lose his direction. Unable to calm his mind to locate the lingering spirit, he had to let it manipulate him. Su Yi wanted to reforge the Heavens Taming Incantation.

Amidst a bloody scene, Su Yi felt the Qi that had just squeezed out of his meridians still remaining in the Taixu Deep Sea.

Following Duanmu Xiaoman’s soul threads of the Heavens Taming Incantation, Su Yi’s consciousness wandered through his body’s channels, finally converging at the Void God Sea.

This calm exploration made Su Yi feel a sense of stability and progress in his body. The threads of light fused with the Qi, like a hand reaching out on a calm lake’s surface, creating ripples layer by layer.

The Qi started to stir, a sensation of unprecedented comfort arose. The Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique slowly began to operate, gathering the ethereal soul energy once more.

At this moment, Su Yi truly entered a wondrous state.

Lying in a deep hole, as still as a statue, but feeling connected to time, nature, and the universe.

Duanmu Xiaoman stood up weakly and looked at Su Yi in the deep hole, his skin still deep red.

Unseen, Su Yi’s soul energy and breath had started to faintly stir.

"He’s really stubborn, what has he been through?" Duanmu Xiaoman, holding her chest, a flash of pain in her eyes.

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