Chapter 346: Revised - 124 [Artifact Spirit] (7700 words)_5
Endless Primordial Qi no longer rushed to the white-robed puppet’s legs for restoration. Instead, it formed a magnetic vortex around Chen Yan and the ring, abandoning the ruined puppet’s body and surging into Chen Yan’s body with cheers...
Finally...
Crack!
Crack, crack...
Ouyang, Chu Keqing, and the girl with long black hair stared in horror at the hall as the walls suddenly collapsed with a clattering noise; however, what fell to the ground was not stone or debris, but swiftly transformed into sheets of Primordial Qi, flowing rapidly...
The floor, the architecture, the pillars, the roof...
Amidst the final screams, monsters were seen flying, swirling amidst the Primordial Qi, and gradually disappearing, merging with the energy...
In the end, the Primordial Qi filled the sky like a hurricane, making it impossible for the three to open their eyes!
At the center of this hurricane, Chen Yan sat on the ground, vomiting blood continuously.
Chu Keqing summoned up all her strength to shout, but even she couldn’t hear a single word of her own voice.
Then, Chu Keqing’s vision went black...
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Drip.
Drip, drip...
Drip, drip...
Raindrops fell one by one on Chen Yan’s face.
He slowly opened his eyes, with a grayish sky above and mountains shrouded in mist. But finally, he could see the sky.
The distant mountain forests were barely visible, wrapped in fine rain and mist, fading in and out.
Beside him lay desolate buildings, collapsed houses, crumbling walls, wildly growing weeds...
Chen Yan recognized it—this was the abandoned village in the mountains!!
He was sitting amidst the ruins; there was no hall, no slaughterhouse, no small building, no puppets, no monsters...
Everything had completely vanished!
Not far away, three figures lay on the ground.
Chu Keqing was the closest to him, lying on the ground, her hand still reaching out towards him.
Chen Yan felt a moment of confusion but remembered that at the final moment of the trial space’s collapse, this woman was running towards him.
Ouyang lay sprawled far away, his hair looking as if a chunk had been bitten off by a dog.
And at the furthest distance, the girl with long black hair leaned against a fragment of a broken wall.
"..."
Chen Yan quietly glanced at the three people, then his gaze fell nearby.
On the ground, a black stone!
Chen Yan’s eyes focused as he recalled... that was the spot where the white-robed puppet’s remains were!
He moved slightly, feeling pain all over his body as if his entire being would shatter with a mere movement, every muscle screaming in agony.
Enduring the excruciating pain, Chen Yan crawled to the stone and gently grasped it.
His heart pounded fiercely.
Yes!
It’s this thing!
This black stone!
It is identical to the one he found in Port City, the stone that enabled him to open the Mirror World.
Identical!
Holding the black stone in his hand... suddenly, a soft groan was heard from afar.
Ouyang turned over on the ground and struggled to sit up.
Chen Yan discreetly placed the stone into the alchemy furnace and then took off the ring to store it well.
"Damn!"
Ouyang sat up, gasped twice, and then looked at Chen Yan.
"Eh? We..."
"We’ve come out of the Secret Realm."
"Where’s the Secret Realm?"
"Obviously, it’s destroyed."
"What about the Artifact Spirit?"
"It should have turned to ashes too."
Ouyang: "..."
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