MF-novel Chapter 988: Return of the Three
Chapter 988: Return of the Three
Qin Yu tried hard to stay calm, but his voice still trembled uncontrollably.
"who are you?"
The other party did not answer his question, and continued in a cold tone, "There is no light here. You entered the darkness to seek knowledge."
"The knowledge you seek is here"
"Surrender, chant the spell, and welcome him home"
The other party's words seemed to be full of magic, causing Qin Yu's brain to become out of control. His eyes gradually became blurred, his expression became wooden, and his lips slowly moved.
"Pray to the Three Gods"
"Bow three times and the door will open"
"Blood Rite of the Worshiper"
"Please come back, Saint!"
As the spell was recited, Qin Yu's body floated up, lying flat in the air, and came to the top of the blood-filled
At this time, the other three people had already risen from their half-kneeling positions to float like Qin Yu, standing upside down in mid-air and gradually moving towards the stone wall behind them.
They also had blank eyes, like puppets being controlled by someone, mechanically reciting the spell.
"Pray to the Three Gods"
"Bow three times and the door will open"
"Blood Rite of the Worshiper"
"Please Return, Saint"
When the four people finished their spells, a horrible scene happened.
Countless amounts of blood burst out from the four people's bodies, interweaving in the air like a large blood-red net!
The words on the ground began to flicker, and the interwoven blood gradually solidified from lines to surfaces, like a brightly colored carpet slowly falling to the ground.
Qin Yu, who was at the center of the altar, had his eyes bulging. Horrifying scenes from hell flashed before his eyes again.
"Welcome... the King of the Ninth Heaven..."
"The creator of the Shrine..."
As Qin Yu began to chant a new spell, the blood-red area beneath him began to rise and fall, as if something was about to break out of it!
“We volunteered to give our lives”
"Welcome to your arrival"
"Come back!..."
Just when Qin Yu was about to call out that name, the accident finally happened!
A figure suddenly rushed out from the darkness and stopped Qin Yu in mid-air.
At the same time, the cloaked man standing below just turned his head and looked, and a blue light wave directly blasted him away, crashing into the wall of the hall and forming a ruin.
Then several men in black quickly came to the center of the hall and rescued the little witch and the other two from the stone tablet.
As the ceremony was interrupted, the blood curtain that was originally surging calmed down again, and then turned into countless blood drops scattered on the ground.
Zhenzhu Jianjian walked out of the darkness, beads of sweat on his forehead, his chest heaving, as if he had exerted too much effort.
It was he who had just repelled the cloaked man's attack. Without hesitation, he immediately ordered, "Take them away!"
The other men in black carried Qin Yu and the other three and left quickly. Zhenzhu Jianjian was at the end of the team. As she retreated, she stared at the ruins where the cloaked man was buried until the room faded out of her sight and nothing unexpected happened...
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When Qin Yu woke up, before he even opened his eyes, he felt dizzy and had a strong nausea in his chest.
He groaned in discomfort, and footsteps were heard quickly beside him, and a hand was placed on his wrist.
At the same time, a female voice came from the other side: "How is he?"
"Don't worry, Miss Chi Ling. Brother Ivan is fine. He is just feeling uncomfortable due to excessive blood loss. He will recover after resting for a while."
This voice was also familiar. Qin Yu tried to open his eyes and saw Zhenzhu Jianjian and the little witch surrounding him.
He bared his teeth and said with great effort: "Ling'er, meet me, what's wrong with me?"
Zhenzhu Jianjian and the little witch helped Qin Yu up and let him lean against the wall behind him. Only then did Qin Yu find himself lying on a bed in a wooden house.
"Don't rush to talk, drink this first." Zhenzhu Jianjian brought a bowl of medicine soup from the table beside her and sat next to Qin Yu.
He held Qin Yu's back with one hand and held the bowl to Qin Yu's mouth with the other hand. Qin Yu was stunned for a moment, but then he leaned over and took a big sip of the medicine.
“Cough, cough, cough…” Qin Yu coughed loudly, not knowing whether he drank too quickly or the medicine was too bitter. Seeing his expression, Zhenzhu was shocked. She quickly put the medicine down and gently tapped Qin Yu’s back to help him breathe. “Brother Yifan, are you okay?”
The little witch looked at the two people's passionate actions with strange eyes. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore and took the initiative to say: "You hold him, I will feed him."
"Thank you, Miss Chi Ling," Jian Jian nodded. He no longer called the little witch "Saint Lady". Since her identity had been revealed, there was no need to pretend anymore.
The little witch picked up the spoon on the table and fed Qin Yu the medicine one spoonful at a time. With such meticulous care, Qin Yu finally drank the bowl of medicine peacefully.
The coldness of the whole body caused by blood loss has been relieved a lot, and the whole body has become much warmer.
After Qin Yu drank the medicine, the first thing he asked was how Mo Shisan and Prince Qingping were doing.
Zhenzhu said they were still unconscious, but they survived.
"They are not as skilled as Ivan and Chi Ling. They are just mortals. They lost so much blood. It is not easy to save their lives. But their bodies are seriously damaged. It is estimated that they will need to be carefully nursed back to health for a long time before they can wake up."
"It's really amazing to talk about it. Why are you two able to break through the restrictions and regain your cultivation here?"
Zhenzhu couldn't help but ask him the biggest question in his mind. He had been in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm for so long and had seen countless warriors from the Ninth Heaven, but only Qin Yu and the Little Witch could break through the shackles of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm and bring in the external martial arts.
If it weren't for Qin Yu and the others' cultivation, they wouldn't have caused so much trouble for Zhenzhu Jianjian.
When Qin Yu heard this question, he first looked at the little witch, and the other party also looked at him, meaning that he should decide for himself.
So Qin Yu said: "Since we are talking about this, I hope everyone can be open and honest and tell us what they know."
Zhenzhu Jianjian sighed deeply and said, "Okay, but I hope that today's conversation, apart from the three of us, won't be known to anyone else."
Qin Yu nodded in agreement, and then Zhenzhu continued, "Before that, I would like to ask you two, what do you think of the Ten Thousand Gods Realm?"
Regarding this question, almost every warrior who knows the world of Ten Thousand Demons (Gods) will have some thoughts.
But no matter how miraculous the rumors are, even if the warriors come to experience it in person, it is impossible. For billions of years, there has never been a universally accepted statement about the nature of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.
Even someone as powerful as Xuanmiao Tianzun or even the Supreme King, they still don't really understand the essence of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.
Qin Yu originally didn't have much thought about this, but after solving the stone tablet problem with Xuanmiao Tianzun, he began to think about the existence of the Ten Thousand Demon Realm.
After all, the shock Qin Yu felt from seeing the serious math problems he had learned here was no less than the secrets about the Supreme King.