849 Rain and Wind, I Come, Not Alone (2/2)

What followed was even more incredible. As Ning Que's hands dug deep into the precipice, the precipice that had never moved over the past hundreds and thousands of years suddenly moved.

No one could see the precipice shaking, and not even Ning Que who was very near it could. Nobody could hear the rumbling movement of the precipice. Ning Que's ears could not hear it, but his heart could.

The precipice vibrated with a soothing rhythm. The vibration spread down his arms, which were stuck in the wall to his body, moving further to his sense of perception and finally to his heart.

Ning Que's body began to shake uncontrollably. His clothes shook with him, casting shadows. An earthquake seemed to have occurred in the depths of his sense of perception, and the waves on the sea grew even more violent. What was most terrifying was that his heart started beating with extreme strength, as if it might tear and shatter into countless pieces at any moment.

The precipice on the Peach Mountain had turned into a large war drum. As the auras in heaven and earth shook, Ning Que, who was perched on the drum would definitely be shattered into pieces by the vibrations on the drum, no matter whether he was a falling leaf or a rock.

There were two arrays on the precipice where the You Prison was located. One was called 'isolated' while the other was 'shocking'. When put together, it would truly shock and kill its enemies with their attack.

Ning Que sensed then, as if there were hundreds and thousands of swords stabbing at his eyes incessantly, and that there was a drum beating within him. His heart might shatter at any time!

If not for the experiences he had had over the past few nights, he might not even last until this moment. If not for his body that was as hard as stone both inside and out, he would have long vomited blood and died!

By then, his face had turned extraordinarily pale. His pain was indescribable, and what truly made it unbearable for him were the wisps of fog surrounding him and invading him.

The fog was not made from the condensation of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Instead, Haotian Taoism had used their skills to gather the hatred of the prisoners confined in the You Prison who had died and made it into a tactical array that guarded the prison.

Many of the prisoners who were eligible to be held in the You Prison were strong with great mystical powers. How powerful were their Psyche Power and resentment before their deaths? After dying, the two were merged and cultivated by Haotian Taoism. Every wisp of fog was a sharp sword full of all kinds of negative emotions in the world such as resentment and hatred. It was extremely powerful. Otherwise, how could they have imprisoned someone as powerful as Wei Guangming for several decades?

No matter how strong Ning Que's willpower was to be able to endure the gruesome pain of the arrays, he would not be able to endure the cutting of those tens and thousands of blades filled with rage. After all, he was not the powerful and invincible Abbey Dean.

His heart beat faster and faster and the precipice before his eyes grew more and more blurry. The blood that flowed from his lips grew and his perception gradually dulled, but the pain was just as clear.

He could not hold on any longer.

Just as he was about to pull his hands out of the cliff, preferring to die from falling off the cliff than to stay on the terrifying precipice and in the fog, a sudden patch of bright light appeared in front of his eyes.

He thought that he was hallucinating, but realized that he was not at the next moment. The dark and cold precipice in front of him had really brightened up!

The clouds over the Peach Mountain had been blown apart by the wind from the Sea of Storm several thousand miles away, revealing the round moon. The silver moonlight shone on the mountain ranges, and onto the precipice and himself.

Sangsang put her hands together on the balcony of the Divine Hall of Light and looked at the moon in the night sky. Her face seemed especially pale, and one wondered whether it was caused by weakness.

The moonlight had no heat, but when it fell on Ning Que, he felt a warmth seeping into his body. Even his wildly beating heart had become quieter.

The fog between the precipices was dispersed by the moonlight. Ning Que took advantage of this fleeting moment to calm down and re-enter the Dhyana State. He made an Indifference Emblematic Gesture with his right hand and prepared to leave.

Just at that moment, he suddenly saw the stone window on the precipice beside him.

He had seen this stone window from the opposite precipice the other day. However, he had not studied it carefully since there were the occasional wisps of clouds on the precipice and it was shrouded by a tactical array. Now that the clouds were dispersed by the moonlight, and he had re-entered the Dhyana State, he could see the stone window and the person inside it.

Ning Que should take the opportunity to leave the terrifying precipice at a time like this. However, he knew that he could not leave when he looked at the stone window.

Because there was a young fat person inside the window.

The person's face, which had become thinner, grew round again, perhaps because of the good food in the You Prison.

He looked at Ning Que who was outside the stone window and was shocked speechless.

His eyes were just as clean as before and his expression just as amiable. When he was surprised, his mouth opened so widely it could fit Tang Xiaotang's fist, just like before.