Chapter 56: Shattering

Feeling the embrace of the woman before him, Junior Brother Bai Ming braced his hands against the ground, resisting the heavy pressure on his body. "What do you take me for? Do you think I am some pet you keep?"

Song Wanqing's eyes held tenderness. "Stop struggling. You have very little spiritual power left; it is impossible for you to break free."

Very little spiritual power left.

It was true; having rushed all the way here, his body was already covered in wounds.

His spiritual meridians were damaged, and his spiritual power was exhausted.

Even maintaining his current half-kneeling posture felt difficult.

Was this where it would end?

Junior Brother Bai Ming's eyes dimmed, and his hands, which had been tightly gripping the yellow earth, slowly loosened.

No.

This is so frustrating.

She tortured me, wantonly toyed with my memories, and forcibly altered my feelings.

Now, she even speaks of sealing my cultivation and keeping me here by force.

In her eyes, I am not a person at all, but a plaything she can control at will.

It is truly infuriating.

This hypocritical face of hers is even more irritating; she never cared about my feelings at all.

A strong emotion surged from the depths of Junior Brother Bai Ming's heart, restless and ready to erupt at any moment.

"Song Wanqing, what exactly am I in your eyes?"

Song Wanqing released her embrace and turned her face aside. "You are my husband, my Dao companion."

Junior Brother Bai Ming was on the verge of a breakdown. "If that's the case, then let me leave. Do you think we can still be Dao companions like this?"

Watching the young man's devastated expression, Song Wanqing remained silent for a few breaths before speaking slowly. "If you don't watch over the things you like properly, wouldn't you feel very uneasy?"

There was a hint of sincerity in the woman's eyes, seemingly unhidden.

Looking into her deep eyes, Junior Brother Bai Ming laughed.

So, in your eyes, I am just an object.

"You are truly infuriating."

His body erupted with earth-shattering energy. He stood up bit by bit, his eyes fixed on Song Wanqing before him.

"Dragon Whirlwind Break!"

A columnar whirlwind of fire emerged from Junior Brother Bai Ming's palm and struck toward Song Wanqing.

A stream of azure water easily blocked it. A trace of sorrow appeared on Song Wanqing's face. "Stop, my dear Bai. If this continues, it will only damage your spiritual root, and you will only suffer more pain."

Junior Brother Bai Ming gritted his teeth. "What does it have to do with you!"

His spiritual power was exhausted, but he, Junior Brother Bai Ming, still had his physical body and this spiritual root!

These could all serve as the final fuel.

Even if it seemed hopeless, he did not want to just surrender like this.

The Yanqing Spiritual Root in his abdomen began to self-combust, and the resulting spiritual power actually broke through the limits of Foundation Establishment for a moment.

Junior Brother Bai Ming glared. "I am giving you my everything as fuel; you better do your job properly, you useless spiritual root!"

Song Wanqing blocked the attack and sighed inwardly. "Why must you have this particular spiritual root? Oh well."

"It's useless, my dear Bai." She waved her hand, and a stream of water surged forward.

The torrential water flowed over the surroundings, knocking down all the large trees behind.

Junior Brother Bai Ming looked ferocious, struggling to support himself as he faced the impact of the torrent.

The whirlwind of fire resisted the water, preserving the last patch of open ground behind him.

The area within a ten-mile radius was completely submerged by the water, and the trees fell in disarray.

The entire surrounding area was left with only that one patch of open ground.

The water became increasingly rapid, and the young man's complexion grew worse and worse.

Song Wanqing looked at the young man before her gently. She could have used other powerful techniques to defeat him in one blow, but she didn't want to.

The young man was covered in wounds; she only wanted to end this peacefully and then heal him.

Based on this, wearing him down with this water flow was the best plan.

She would let this water flow slowly take away his last remaining strength.

The water flowed continuously, rushing in with a splashing sound.

Resisting the incoming water, Junior Brother Bai Ming gradually found it difficult; the spiritual root within his body had become dilapidated after successive bursts.

Yet this water flow seemed infinite, slowly eroding his stamina bit by bit.

Song Wanqing murmured to herself, "It seems it's almost over. In the future, I will take good care of you, my dear Bai."

Pfft—

Junior Brother Bai Ming could no longer support himself and collapsed toward the ground. The water before him quickly moved to catch his body, preventing him from hitting the ground.

Song Wanqing curled her lips. "It's over, my dear Bai. Come back with me."

"Hahahaha, is that so?" With his long hair covering his face, Junior Brother Bai Ming smiled wildly.

Song Wanqing sighed lightly. "You have no trump cards left, do you?"

Junior Brother Bai Ming gathered flames in his right hand and threw a punch. "Who says so?"

Bang—

A crisp sound rang out, like the sound of glass shattering.

A tiny crack appeared in space, which then slowly expanded, emitting a shattering noise.

Clang—

A long, thin crack appeared; it was like a fuse.

Space could no longer withstand the pressure, and cracks multiplied until they formed an incomparably pitch-black sphere.

Seeing the spatial anomaly, Song Wanqing's pretty face showed surprise. "This is a spatial rift. How could a spatial rift appear here?"

Seeing the surprise on Song Wanqing's face, Junior Brother Bai Ming smiled. "Didn't expect that, did you, Song Wanqing? You miscalculated! My goal has always been this place."

Panic appeared on Song Wanqing's face. "Don't go in, you will die!"

Junior Brother Bai Ming ignored her and rushed toward the black sphere with his last remaining strength.

Two streams of water shot toward his knees.

With one foot of distance left from the black sphere, Junior Brother Bai Ming collapsed to the ground, his face sinking into the yellow earth.

Just a little bit more.

Dragging his leaden legs, Junior Brother Bai Ming crawled toward the black sphere with his last ounce of strength. The moment Song Wanqing arrived, he thrust his right hand into the black sphere.

Immediately, his whole body began to turn ethereal, twisting in a bizarre way.

At the very last moment, he shouted, "Even the heavens and earth may have an end, but this hatred is endless and shall never cease!"

Before the echo had faded, Junior Brother Bai Ming had completely disappeared.

Looking at the pitch-black sphere before her, Song Wanqing stood frozen in place, her eyes deep.

"Don't do anything foolish." Patriarch Song hurriedly appeared, fearing that his daughter might rush into the spatial rift the next moment.

Patriarch Song came before his daughter. "The power of a spatial rift can tear even a Golden Core cultivator to shreds. Even if one were lucky enough to survive, the teleportation is random."

"He has most likely already…" Patriarch Song did not continue, fearing he would upset his daughter.

However, Song Wanqing's expression was calm, with no signs of impulse, which actually surprised Patriarch Song.

Song Wanqing curled her lips. "He won't. I can sense that he is still alive."

A strange light flashed in her eyes. "Besides, he will come back to find me."

Let us be apart for a while.

Just don't make me wait too long, Junior Brother Bai Ming.

…

The moment his hand reached toward the black sphere, Junior Brother Bai Ming felt a tremendous tearing force that wanted to rip him alive into two halves.

The spiritual root in his lower abdomen was still burning, using the last bit of spiritual power to protect Junior Brother Bai Ming.

A small lock floated to his chest, emitting an ancient blue light, resisting the onslaught of spatial turbulence.

This was a risky move. Ever since he saw Du Luoyu disappear, Junior Brother Bai Ming had made up his mind to use the space-time rift to escape.

That was the place where he had first arrived in this world, and the space there had already shattered once before.

Thus, he decided to take a gamble, using the might of their two Heavenly Spirit Roots to shatter the space there.

Now it seemed he had won half the bet.

The space shattered, and he succeeded in entering it, but he was covered in wounds, and even his spiritual root was dilapidated and incomplete.

He could feel the twisting power of space tearing at his body, and his consciousness was becoming blurred.

Everything seemed to be left to fate.

Yet, he did not regret it.