Chapter 285 - Reunion in the Plane (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

With a loud crash, something broke through the space in front of them to form an enormous hole. A strong hot aura charged toward them. The next moment, there was a flash of light and a presence that threatened to annihilate everything around it. The sea below them began to stir.

Lonemoon raised his sword array and all the swords in the air flew toward the intruder. Before they got to the hole, a big golden sword emerged out of it. An overwhelming sword Qi caused Lonemoon’s swords to rebound back and fall to the ground like drops of rain.

That was pretty impressive. His expression darkened as he started to summon his sword intent.

“Wait!” Shen Ying, who was beside him, tugged at his arm.

“What’s going on?”

He looked up and saw that a person had walked out of the hole torn in the sky. The man looked extremely haggard. His hair was in a mess and he was covered in blood and wounds. One hand was holding onto his side and both his eyes were bloodshot. He looked over at the duo and his eyes began to well up. A familiar face wore a crazed expression.

“Chef!” Lonemoon’s eyes widened in disbelief.

The man who was covered in blood immediately appeared in front of them. He reached out and pulled Shen Ying into his arms. A low voice sounded by her ear, thick with indignance.

“Master…”

As soon as the word came out of his mouth, he fell to the ground, as if he had spent his last bit of energy speaking. Just before he hit the floor, Shen Ying instinctively helped him to his feet.

“He passed out!” Lonemoon grabbed Chef’s wrist and checked his meridians. He paled and cursed under his breath. “Holy shit, he’s injured to this extent and yet still alive.”

Lonemoon turned and saw that the hole was already beginning to seal up. How exactly did Yi Qing get here?

“Let’s go back first!” Shen Ying said in a low voice. She turned and tapped on something. Suddenly, another entrance opened beside them. Inside, they could almost see Shen Ying’s familiar room layout.

Lonemoon helped Yi Qing – who was limp as a doll – into the entrance. In seconds, the few of them found themselves back in Shen Ying’s room.

“Wait, don’t put him here. Come with me.” Lonemoon was just about to let Yi Qing rest on the couch when Shen Ying pointed to a room by the side and walked in.

It was the same empty white room from before. This time, however, there was a long rectangular stage in the middle of it.

“Put Chef there.” Shen Ying pointed to the stage.