Chapter 482: 481

```She could hardly imagine everything she was feeling, not even her own father seemed to have ever immersed her in such a wondrous sense of space.

In that instant, it was as if countless strange and varied spaces were contained within that arc, showing her a distant world.

A peculiar sensation made the three Heavenly Mechanism sentient breakthroughs, which the Heavenly Mechanism Feather had once triggered, surface in her mind. The mysterious fluctuations of the Heavenly Mechanism gave her a peculiar induction, as if those three parts of the Heavenly Mechanism had become a few degrees clearer in that moment.

It seemed to her that, when she was in the first part of the Heavenly Mechanism, standing at a high position, there was a familiar figure beside her, a figure wearing a mask, looking at her with calm and warm eyes.

This feeling lasted only for an instant before it disappeared without a trace. Everything returned to the hotel room once more.

Pretty Girl felt as though she had experienced a marvelous cycle through space, and her understanding of space had risen to another level. Yes, it was during that brief moment that she gained a deeper understanding of space power.

What she didn't see was that Tang San was standing behind her, his forehead already covered with sweat.

For Tang San, performing the Heavenly Circle was already a great burden, let alone executing it while carrying someone else, which naturally made the burden even greater.

Tang San just stood quietly behind her, not disturbing her as she had entered a state of enlightenment. Right now, the two of them were close enough to touch, and he could even see the fine down on the back of her neck fluttering gently against her fair skin.

He even had the impulse to weave her long hair into the familiar scorpion braid for her.

Once upon a time, his Xiaowu had been just like that in front of him, letting him comb her long hair.

A glimmer of tears shimmered in his eyes, "My dear, in this life, I will take even better care of you. No Godking, no Divine Realm, nothing else matters. In this life, I am only yours, and I will always protect you. I will strive to become strong, just so that you won't suffer the slightest harm. I will shield you from the wind and rain, and I am willing to give up everything else to protect you."

"Whew—" Pretty Girl exhaled deeply, her beautiful eyes regaining their clarity. She quickly turned around and said excitedly, "I think I understand..."

The two were already standing very close, and with her turn, they were now facing each other.

They were close enough to hear each other's breath, this close encounter made Pretty Girl pause for a moment, and then she saw the tearful glint in Asura's eyes, the crystalline tears reflecting in his pupils, which held only her reflection.

Pretty Girl took a step back instinctively, "You..." Sёarᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Sorry." Tang San quickly turned his head away, "I was reminded of some old memories."

A brief silence fell in the room, but at that moment, Pretty Girl suddenly felt that this man who always wore a mask was worthy of her trust. Perhaps it was because of the glimpse she had caught from the Heavenly Mechanism, or perhaps it was the tears shimmering in his eyes. At that moment, something soft inside her stirred.

"Did you feel it?" Tang San turned back to her, having regained his composure.

"Yes. I felt that stable sensation you mentioned, though I can't fully grasp it yet, but I think I understand now. The Heavenly Circle isn't just a Skill; it's also a way of repairing space. It works by inducing changes in space through the process of repair. This is what the space elements favor, and therefore they burst forth with more energy to support it."

Tang San nodded slightly, "That's a proper understanding. Would you like to try again?"

Pretty Girl immediately nodded, "Yes, please!" She had just glimpsed that marvelous sensation and naturally wanted to try it once more.

Tang San made a rotating motion with his right hand, signaling her to turn her back to him again.

Pretty Girl did as she was told and turned her back to Tang San.

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Tang San took a deep breath, forcibly enduring the spiritual fatigue, and once again lifted his hand to guide, guiding her in the display of the Heavenly Circle.

The two shared the same movements, and at this moment, their silhouettes seemed to overlap. Despite the physical exhaustion, Tang San's heart was filled with satisfaction and emotion.

Teaching her to draw circles, right by her side. Perhaps Pretty Girl wouldn't be fully able to grasp the mysteries of the Heavenly Circle right away, but this would greatly help her to perceive space and deepen her understanding of it, laying a solid foundation for her future breakthrough to God Rank.

Circle after circle. This time Tang San didn't stop, instead continuously leading Pretty Girl to sense and display the Heavenly Circle, to unleash its mysteries, allowing her to be completely immersed in that beauty.

Without knowing how much time had passed, Pretty Girl's right hand naturally drew a circular arc, and the sensation of perfection made all the space elements around them let out exclamations of admiration. But just then, she suddenly felt a lightness in her hand as the pulling force quietly vanished.

Then she heard an abnormal sound behind her, and turning around, she saw Tang San staggering, about to fall to the ground.

With a flash of silver light, she instantly reached his side, supporting his body that was about to fall.

Although wearing a mask, the half of his face that was exposed below it was now as pale as paper. Sweat had already soaked his clothes, and even his breathing was affected.

"What's wrong with you?" Pretty Girl asked in a startled voice.

Tang San's eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't answer. At this moment, his sight was pitch black, and an intense sensation of weakness was invading his body. He could clearly hear her voice, yet he couldn't manage to respond.

Severe spiritual power overextension meant he was now barely able to control his own body.

Pretty Girl hurriedly helped him to sit down and transferred her bloodline power into his body. At this moment, she realized that him leading her in the use of the Heavenly Circle, a magical skill, had been a great consumption for him, yet he had kept going until she was exhausted, without ever stopping of his own accord.

Asura was feeling weak, even losing sensation. More sweat slid from beneath his mask.

This was the first time she had seen such a vulnerable side of Asura since she had known him. For a moment, Pretty Girl was somewhat at a loss.

It was all to instruct her that he had ended up like this!

She supported him as he leaned to one side, and then quickly went to get a towel, wiping the sweat from his cheeks and neck, continuing to transfer her bloodline power to help him recover.

He was very calm at this time, and from his tightly closed eyes, one could sense the pain he was enduring.

At this moment, she only needed to lift her hand to take off the mask from his face. She could even say it was to wipe his sweat. However, she had no intention whatsoever to do so.

This was someone she could completely trust, it must be so. Pretty Girl quietly told herself in her heart, and her gaze toward Asura softened a fraction more.

Before long, Tang San began to slowly recover. In fact, though the consumption of his spiritual power was great, this was because he was unwilling to use his divine consciousness, which led to his current condition. Towards Pretty Girl, he naturally wouldn't have the slightest guard up, and at this time, his entire being was already in a very peculiar state. Drained of spiritual power, but his divine consciousness helped him to recover swiftly. Despite being very weak, his divine consciousness was perceiving everything around him with even greater clarity.

He could even see through his divine consciousness the expression Pretty Girl had while looking at him, the changes in her eyes.

Just this change alone made everything worthwhile.

Drawing a breath, Tang San reopened his eyes. He didn't want her to worry too much, although he truly wished he could stay with her a little longer.