C291 postwar

Outside, time passed second by second.

Mu Shuyao's gentle eyes were firmly fixed on her face.

She hoped that Qin Ming would wake up again, and he would still be the person she was familiar with. No matter what the circumstances were, he would always be like the guy with victory in his grasp.

At this time, he could only wait.

The power of thunder in the sky calmed down once again. In the Ten Thousand Lightning Prison Realm, the power of thunder was endless and limitless.

The chaotic blue lightning flowers flickered from time to time, making the spacious and empty wilderness seem especially deep and serene.

Right at that moment, Qin Ming's eyes suddenly blinked.

Mu Shuyao stared at Qin Ming's eyes the whole time, and of course she would not ignore this light blink.

His eyes were filled with anticipation and a hint of desire.

The person who she longed for was actually the Qin Ming that she knew.

His black eyes slowly opened, calm and deep.

The two of them looked at each other. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

"You're awake?"

gently asked after an unknown amount of time had passed.

"Yes."

Qin Ming nodded, and remained motionless.

"Get up!"

Mu Shuyao's face flushed red in the blink of an eye. She glared at Qin Ming furiously, but did not push him away.

Just like that, Qin Ming laid in Mu Shuyao's embrace, with a soft spot on his pillow.

"Ah, my body is so tired."

Qin Ming turned his head, looking completely powerless.

The young girl's fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose; it was warm and cozy.

Qin Ming was extremely shameless, causing the redness on his face to become even deeper, almost reaching his ears.

However, she did not push Qin Ming away. Her two small hands hugged onto Qin Ming's chest just like that, as she felt a moment of peace.

Lightning flashed in the sky, and thunder rumbled, echoing endlessly.

The originally empty and lonely place now seemed to be filled for some reason.

Not far away, Mu Yun was just looking at Qin Ming who was nestled in Mu Shuyao's embrace, as well as a Mu Shuyao whose face was flushed red.

There was no light in his eyes.

Following that, Mu Yun sat cross legged once again.

The victors enjoyed warmth, while the losers could only continue to work hard.

Fortunately, he still had a chance to continue growing.

But for some people, once they failed, it meant that they would be doomed forever.

For example, for Qin Ming.

In the Thousand Lightning Prison Realm, the boundary between night and day was extremely hard to distinguish.

Because no matter when or where, the Thunder Prison would always be filled with an endless power of thunder.

The power of thunder would render the sky blue, making it seem dreamy and dreamy.

If it wasn't for the terrifying lightning that was chopping down by chance, it was likely a rare beautiful scene.

Just like that, Qin Ming laid in Mu Shuyao's embrace, but as he lay there, Qin Ming fell asleep.

This was the first time he had slept soundly since his rebirth. Even though he might still encounter many undetectable dangers in the Thousand Lightning Prison Realm.

Even though she was breathing evenly, she looked exhausted, but her expression was always calm.

Mu Shuyao watched as Qin Ming fell into a peaceful sleep, a kind of expression flashing across his face.

With one hand, he gently wiped off the traces of blood on Qin Ming's hair.

This guy … Actually, he's only sixteen, right?

Mu Shuyao suddenly thought of something, and her mouth formed a smile.

Many people only knew that Qin Ming was very powerful, but they did not know anything about Qin Ming's true glorious battle achievements.

And she was the witness.

Witnessing Qin Ming's growth, hard work, and... Unreachable.

But what did it matter?

Now... He's still here!

Mu Shuyao gently waved her hand and a bright energy appeared, protecting the two of them in the center.

Mu Shuyao definitely could not allow anyone or anything to disturb her rare rest!

Following that, Mu Shuyao, who was blankly staring at Qin Ming's face, slowly lowered his head, stuck to Qin Ming's face, and actually fell asleep.

Both of them were too tired.

Qin Ming was constantly in battle and training.

But for Mu Shuyao, it was because of the torment and emotions in her heart.

He had to work hard to recover from his injuries.

Now, the two of them were able to rest in this place where the most intense battle could erupt at any time. It was truly a rare event.

Outside the Ten Thousand Lightning Prison Realm, Yang An, who had already returned to Yangyan Sect, suddenly turned red.

"Pfft!"

He could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

When it landed on the ground, it actually made a "sizzling" sound as if it was being burned by raging flames.

What was even more shocking was that the blood was actually half bright red and half golden, as if it was clearly separated!

"Sect head?!"

"Sect head?!"

"Sect head?!"

Shocked and uncertain voices came out from the mouths of the Yangyan Sect Elders. All of their eyes were filled with confusion, as they did not know why the sect master, who was discussing something major, had suddenly received such a heavy blow.

"Let's end it here for today. We'll talk about it in the future. All of our plans will remain the same. Don't talk too much about it."

Yang An's gaze was cold to the extreme.

After coldly glancing at all kinds of bewildered and uncertain people, an enormous pressure was exuded from Yang An's body.

Many of the elders and deacons of the Yangyan Sect who wanted to interrupt initially became silent, and quickly retreated under Yang An's unfriendly gaze.

After everyone had left, a layer of golden flames seemed to be burning on Yang An's body.

"AHH!"

Yang An roared towards the sky, the ruthlessness and brutality in his eyes seemed to be able to pass through his body, his extremely furious voice continuously resounded within the empty great hall.

An incomparably ferocious killing intent filled Yang An's heart.

The spiritual seed was the seed that he had painstakingly condensed!

But now, either he had been killed, or his mark had been erased, and he had become someone else's nourishment.

His grand plan, his scheme, had been destroyed more than half the instant his spiritual seed was destroyed!

"Don't let me know who you are, or I will make you beg for death!"

The chilling voice that sounded like it came from the depths of hell reverberated within the hall.

Yang An's eyes were bloodshot, and his expression, which seemed to be covered in blood, did not disappear for a long time.

As he lifted his hand, Yang An took out a jade strips that had been completely shattered in the middle.

"Even Yang Tian died?"

Yang An's crazed eyes finally calmed down a bit as his fingers gently caressed the scratches on the jade slip.

In the center of the shattered jade slip was the appearance of a three-legged Golden Crow.

However, at that moment, the Three-legged Golden Crow was completely deformed. As it shattered, it became exceptionally sinister.

It was just like Yang An's face and the emotions that were suppressed in the bottom of his heart.

"It will be settled in the end!"