Chapter 14.1 (1/2)
Chapter 14: Skirt of the G.o.ddess (Part 1)
The angered roars between the heavens and earth do not weaken,
instead they rage on even more.
Soul beasts constantly struggle from the oceans
to rise into the air.
Guishan Lianquan’s eyes are bloodshot,
yet she does not look like she will stop anytime soon.
Blood drips from her irises and out her eyes,
looking like two trails of blood tears hanging on her face.
The angered roars between the heavens and earth do not weaken, instead they rage on even more. Soul beasts constantly struggle from the oceans to rise into the air. Guishan Lianquan’s eyes are bloodshot, yet she does not look like she will stop anytime soon. Blood drips from her irises and out her eyes, looking like two trails of blood tears hanging on her face. She lifts her head to look Guishan Fenghun who is perched against the wind. Large swirls of air wrap around his tall body. His silver armour is damaged under the constant strong attack of Nether. The golden patterns on his exposed skin resembles a live being, surging and creeping as if about to pierce out from beneath his skin.
Lianquan is suddenly terrified. It seems like he is attempting to attract all of the soul beasts from the seabed out, yet their soul powers have depleted halfway after the concentrated attacks of Shen Yin and Nether, and now, in order to hypnotise such a large amount of soul beasts, she is near the brink of collapse, if any more soul beasts are added, they cannot be controlled by just Fenghun and herself……Thinking of the catastrophe that millions of uncontrollable soul beasts can cause, Lianquan’s heart tightens.
“Gege……” Lianquan falls onto An Chi’s fluffy back in exhaustion. Her pallid face seems even more bloodless when the wind blows at her, “I’m not going to last, my soul powers cannot maintain this for much longer, don’t hypnotise any more soul beasts, what will happen if our soul powers fail us and so many soul beasts revolt……”
Guishan Fenghun turns and tugs the fallen Lianquan up before pulling her tenderly into his warm embrace. His strong arms hold Lianquan up. She can hear his heartbeat clearly. He leans close to her ears and says, “Meimei*, listen to my words. I can still hold on for a bit, later on when I direct all the soul beasts to the n.o.ble lords below, they will do all they can to avoid or attack, at this moment, you must take the chance and force yourself into the earth in search of the Immortal Lord. Tell him everything I told you. If you can awaken him, perhaps we may be able to leave this place alive……if not……at first I thought that with our gifts, coupled with the advantage of being on the ocean, we’d have a chance in defeating Nether and Shen Yin. However, I just saw Qi La, that’s useless then……if he joins this battle……we’d have no chance of survival……”
Guishan Fenghun says no more. His persistent face is only inches from Lianquan’s own. Lianquan stares at the man who has been her protector since the very beginning and tears well up in her eyes. Her tears mix with blood and scatter in the wind. It feels as if there are a thousand tons pressing down on her heart. The apocalyptic atmosphere feels like death cradling the two of them in his palms. She understands perfectly; Fenghun is not lying. As the powerful previous generation’s Top Lord, Qi La has unfathomable soul powers and a gift of controlling time and s.p.a.ce only suited for a G.o.d. He is not someone that the siblings can even call themselves a rival of.
Suddenly, a strong wave of pain hits Lianquan’s heart. At this moment, Fenghun’s wide and strong hands on her waist are transmitting pure soul powers into her own body, it feels like spring water infused with heavy masculinity flowing into her broken limbs, surging and fathering in her lord’s seal. Guishan Lianquan looks up to meet Fenghun’s clear and determined eyes. The heavy adoration in his gaze feels like a dagger slicing across Lianquan’s chest.
She realizes in defeat at that moment that Guishan Fenghun is currently giving up on the silver of hope that he will survive, leaving all the possibilities of survival to her, and for him, in his heart he is clear that……
Lianquan’s throat tightens. At the same time the soul powers are rus.h.i.+ng into her body, her tears gush out and scatter among the skies.
“Foolish child, what is there to cry for.” Guishan Lianquan lifts his blood-covered hands to caress Lianquan’s tightly closed eyes. On his face is the expression of happiness and content.
A white ray of light falls towards Qi Ling like lightning. Upon impact on the ground, the ray breaks apart and there is a frown on Yin Chen’s handsome angel-like features as he stands in the center of the flow.
“Yin Chen!” Qi Ling yells against the wind, yet his voice is scattered by the wind immediately into nothingness, “Yin Chen! What happened?!” Qi Ling tries again.