“Yes.” Seeing Qing Yuan’s cold expression, I knew this guy wouldn’t believe me at all.
The ghost gate was near, just ten steps away. My chance to escape was in this brief moment. As I took the first step, I silently chanted a spell, with lotus steps and immortal energy gathered at my feet. After walking those ten steps, I shouted, and ten red lotuses flew up, creating a sky full of red flower formations, instantly enveloping them.
Mu Yin looked over blankly, murmuring, “Suo Suo… why are you deceiving me again…”
I didn’t care about Mu Yin’s voice. Seeing Qing Yuan’s ice blade fly out, I immediately injected half of my immortal energy into the red lotuses to reinforce the formation. Gathering my energy, leaving only the red lotuses to support the formation, I turned and flew towards the sky.
The sound of ice shattering continued, making my heart fearful. I gathered energy in my palm, pointing to the sky: “Heavenly Path, open!”
“Hiss.”
The sky cracked open, illuminating a piece of land.
This feeling of escape was the same at the ghost gate and now at the heavenly path. My hand had reached through the clouds, but my body couldn’t move. Looking down, an iron chain was wrapped around my ankle, the other end held by Mu Yin.
Although the lotus formation hadn’t broken, a hole had been pierced, through which Mu Yin’s expression could be seen. Just like the first time I saw him, cold and seemingly heartless.
I suddenly remembered Mu Chuan, who had shattered my soul with one palm years ago, and now realized they were indeed brothers, even their expressions were almost identical.
I bent down, using immortal energy as a blade to try to cut the chain, but cold air rushed in, freezing my hand to the bone.
I wasn’t going to escape. Was I really going to fall into the ghost realm?
Just as despair filled my heart, a black shadow swept by. With a “slap” sound, the restraining force disappeared. My waist was embraced, and I was lifted upward.
“Suo Suo—!”
