Chapter 175 (1/2)

Feng Yixuan….

Feng Yixuan pulled Claire into his embrace, one hand raised high.

“Hold!”

A spinning disk of wind appeared above the two, like a shield. The wind circled so quickly, it was like a wall of wind. The lightning struck abruptly, but did not strike through the wall of wind. Instead, like fireworks, the lightning was split into small sparks and dispersed.

Feng Yixuan tightly hugged Claire, and whispered in her ear, “Sorry I’m late.” His voice was filled with remorse and self loathing. Claire slowly closed her eyes, burying her head into his embrace, not saying a word.

Feng Yixuan’s heart tightened. He suddenly felt this person was so weak, she might break. Tender longing gradually filled his heart.

The moment Leng Lingyun arrived, he saw this scene:

Dark clouds rumbled in the sky, giant bolts of lightning striking terrifyingly. A handsome man with flame red hair protected the person in his embrace with one arm, his other arm raised high casting spells to withstand the heavenly lightning. It was Feng Yixuan! Leng Lingyun’s gaze shifted to the person in Feng Yixuan’s embrace. His heart jolted. Even though her hair had turned black, he could recognize her with one glance. It was Claire! Their surroundings were terrifying, charred black ground, the pope lying in a pool of blood, Emery’s split body parts, the handless Duke Gordan, and Lashia and Roger unconscious. Everything appeared so bloody and cruel, but the two T the center of it all were so at peace, so gentle and warm!

Leng Lingyun’s eyes stung at the sight, his heart aching more and more.

At her weakest moment, it was not he, but Feng Yixuan at her side…

Feng Yixuan was extremely careful at this time. Although he had broken through to the eleventh stage of the Heavenly Astral Wind, there were a total of ten bolts of lightning. To withstand them all would be difficult. He cursed in his heart. If only he had the old man’s jade disk. That item would have definitely blocked all the lightning. Feng Yixuan maintained the wind wall while looking down at the weak Claire in his embrace. It was the first time he had seen this weak side of Claire. He had to block all ten bolts of lightning no matter what!

Leng Lingyun stood not far away, staring at the scene blankly. Only when the eighth bolt struck did Feng Yixuan start to show signs of fatigue. Leng Lingyun returned to his senses.

Now was not the time to blank out!

If Feng Yixuan was not able to persevere, Claire would be struck dead with Feng Yixuan!

Feng Yixuan frowned deeply, but he still held Claire tightly. He was already near his limit. The eighth strike of lightning had used the last of his strength, and the next bolt would be even more violent. As his gaze started to wander, he saw Leng Lingyun. His heart tightened. Was he planning on taking advantage of them? No, something was wrong. Who was the person in his embrace? Wasn’t that the little girl who clung to Claire at Niya? Was she… dead? What happened? The rumbling of the clouds drew back Feng Yixuan’s attention. Feng Yixuan cursed. Now was not the time for his mind to wander; now was the time to think of how to protect the person in his own embrace! As the last of his strength faded, the wind wall disappeared. Feng Yixuan gritted his strength, tightly holding Claire in his embrace.

He would use his flesh and blood to block the last two strikes!

Leng Lingyun gently laid down Xuanxuan’s already cold body and tugged off a sparkling, crystal like tear shaped necklace from his neck. He clasped his hands before him with the necklace in between, his eyes closed, and started chanting quickly.

Leng Lingyun’s eyes flashed open, his chant finished.

“Absolute Wall!”

Violet light suddenly flashed from his palms, violet light pouring down over Feng Yixuan and Claire, forming into a sturdy barrier.

Rumble…

The terrifying ninth bolt of lightning struck, striking the violet barrier heavily. The violet barrier shuddered slightly, but did not break.

Leng Lingyun let out a breath. The necklace was finally useful for once.

Feng Yixuan hugged Claire tightly, looking up to see the strange sight above his head. He turned to look at Leng Lingyun, understanding it was he who had saved him and Claire.

When the final, fierce lightning struck down, Leng Lingyun’s eyes narrowed, his lips moving quickly to chant. The violet barrier instantly started to radiate brightly, becoming twice as thick.

Rumble…

The last bolt finally struck the violet barrier.

The heavens dispersed and the violet light disappeared, the barrier shattering into pieces.