Chapter 878: Entering the Painting

Zhou Huai lowered his head and looked down at her.

"As for why he actually did this, whether he was instigated by someone or coveted the power within this painting—"

"The answer to this question can only be found by tracking down your Uncle Bonnie."

Eliza bit her lip until blood seeped out.

Regret faded, replaced by hatred.

She firmly etched the name Bonnie into her memory.

Ignoring her, Zhou Huai pointed at the villa with its open doors in the back.

"Before that, do you want to go inside the villa and take a look?"

Zhou Huai offered a reminder.

"Perhaps some of your Family members are still alive."

Hearing Zhou Huai's reminder, Eliza trembled all over, as if grasping at a straw in the endless darkness.

"Mother… Grandmother…"

Wiping away her tears, Eliza scrambled up from the ground and hurriedly rushed into the villa.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the villa's hall was extremely oppressive.

Dozens of old, weak, women, and children from the Yalige Family were being pinned firmly to the ground by a few remaining thugs of the Blood Wolf Gang.

With a loud "bang"!

The villa's heavy solid wood door was violently smashed open by a tremendous force, and Eliza stumbled in.

"Eliza?!"

"It's Young Miss Eliza! She's not dead!"

The Family members kneeling on the ground burst into exclamations.

The remaining thugs of the Blood Wolf Gang were stunned at first, then grinned ferociously: "Great, Captain Bake didn't catch you, but you delivered yourself right to our doorstep! Brothers, take her down!"

Several burly men brandished their weapons and pounced forward.

However, before they could even get close to Eliza, a blinding golden lightning flash suddenly streaked past outside the villa.

"Whoosh——!"

A sharp and peerless Sword Qi tore through the air, instantly piercing through the chests of these Blood Wolf Gang thugs.

Before they even had time to scream, these burly men with a Rank as high as over fifty collapsed neatly in a pool of blood, turning into charred corpses.

The hall fell into a dead silence.

Everyone in the Yalige Family stared dumbfounded at the corpses on the ground, their minds completely blank.

Ignoring the corpses on the ground, Eliza caught sight of a silver-haired old woman in the crowd at a glance, along with a pale middle-aged beautiful woman next to her.

"Grandmother! Mother!"

Eliza wailed as she pounced forward, hugging the two tightly.

"Eliza! My child, you're still alive, that's wonderful!" The middle-aged beautiful woman was weeping uncontrollably, holding her daughter tightly in her arms.

The old woman's face was also streaked with tears as she stroked Eliza's hair with trembling hands.

The survivors of the Yalige Family gathered around one another, embracing and weeping loudly.

The hall was filled with cries of both sorrow and joy.

Calming her emotions slightly, the old woman looked toward the door with uncertainty and suspicion: "Eliza, what… what happened outside? Where are Donte and those scoundrels from the Blood Wolf Gang?"

Wiping away her tears, Eliza spoke softly with deep reverence in her eyes: "They're all dead. The elite forces of the Blood Wolf Gang outside were all instantly killed by a lord."

As soon as these words were spoken, the sound of gasps echoing throughout the entire hall rose one after another.

Everyone's pupils underwent a violent tremor, their faces filled with shock.

Meanwhile, on the manor's lawn.

Zhou Huai paid no attention to the commotion inside the villa.

Instead, Zhou Huai focused his attention on the painting in his hand.

He slowly unfolded the scroll, closed his eyes, and mobilized the massive Mental Energy within his body, attempting to penetrate into the scroll.

"Hum——"

The moment his Mental Energy touched the image, an extremely grand and desolate aura was transmitted along the mental connection.

Zhou Huai sensed it carefully and indeed perceived some aura similar to his mother's.

That throbbing connected by Bloodline could definitely not be wrong.

The clues about his mother were right inside this painting!

However, when Zhou Huai attempted to explore further, wanting to see through the mysteries behind the scroll, he encountered massive obstruction.

His Mental Energy was like a clay ox entering the sea; no matter how much he inputted, the scroll accepted it all unconditionally without giving any response.

He even tried to use Victor's Law of Space, wanting to forcefully tear apart the spatial barriers inside the scroll, only to discover that the underlying logic of this painting did not belong to the current world at all, and the Law of Space was completely ineffective against it.

But how to explore the mysteries within this painting…

Zhou Huai was completely clueless.

Clearly the answer was right before his eyes, yet it seemed separated by an uncrossable dimensional chasm.

Force would not work; this painting carried high-dimensional origin Law, and if destroyed by force, it would likely sever the sole connection with his mother.

At this moment, Rahil inside his body suddenly spoke.

"Master."

"Can you let me see this painting?"

Without hesitation, Zhou Huai had a thought.

Zhou Huai extracted Rahil out from within his body.

A dazzling green light bloomed in front of Zhou Huai.

Following that, an elfin man with silver hair reaching his waist and a handsome appearance bordering on the demonic appeared out of thin air.

He wore a long robe woven from emerald leaves and strange vines, and his entire body radiated a majestic vitality that refreshed the mind and heart.

Watching this extraordinary Clone, a trace of anticipation flashed through Zhou Huai's eyes.

For some reason, although Rahil was also one of his Clones and completely under his control,

he could always perceive things that Zhou Huai himself could not perceive.

Just like when he was first summoned earlier, he could hear the "cries for help from the world".

Rahil respectfully bowed to Zhou Huai, then extended his slender, fair hands to take the map of sacred traces.

Rahil looked at the painting, gazing at it for a long time.

It was as if he had fallen into some kind of deep-level meditation.

Suddenly closing his eyes, green light began to flash all over his body!

This light was not dazzling, but it carried an irresistible Law of life, instantly illuminating the entire manor.

Under the illumination of this green light, the withered and yellow weeds around actually regained their vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Following closely, the ancient tree in the painting also responded in echo.

A layer of water-like green ripples appeared on the surface of the scroll, and the ancient tree in the painting, which was originally just breathing slowly, seemed to instantly come alive, the mysterious patterns on its trunk erupting with dazzling radiance.

A few seconds later, Rahil's body was engulfed by the green light and instantly integrated into the painting.

Losing its support, the scroll drifted lightly downward toward the ground.

Zhou Huai picked up the painting from the ground and took a look.

He discovered that Rahil's figure had indeed appeared inside the painting.