inspire-indiana Chapter 621 is...waking up?
Chapter 621 is...waking up?
Then, an indescribable chill, as if being watched by the entire universe, instantly swept through Shen Jiaan's heart! But the next second, his eyes returned to a blank and empty state.
Shen Jia'an broke out in a cold sweat, but with his life at stake, there was no time for fussing! He grabbed Yehwei's arm, not caring why it felt so cold. It was like he was holding a piece of cold jade containing infinite information, and he pulled him up with all his strength!
"Excuse me! Great Gods! Follow me!" Shen Jia'an dragged, pulled, and carried the four "God-level Pendants" with almost brute force. The Vermillion Bird Fire instantly shot up into the sky. After locking onto Xiao Xinhua's aura and location, he headed towards the weak point in the space from which he had entered in his memory.
The space ripples that were violently fluctuating, seemingly about to shatter into pieces at any moment, rolled and crawled! Panicked and without a clear path, he ran at full speed! He rushed forward!
The black lightning suddenly ran wild, and the clouds of the fairy world completely collapsed, and even the "existence" laws of the entire Xinhua world began to tremble!
Behind him, fading was spreading to all corners of this world, peeling off in large chunks, and then rapidly falling into the boiling and surging chaotic turbulence below that did not belong to any known dimension!
In Shen Jiaan's opinion, that was definitely not normal space-time turbulence, but more like the inside of some forcibly torn "wound"!
The terrifying suction force instantly transformed into countless invisible giant hands, which stretched out from the collapsing abyss and pulled them madly!
"This is more exciting than accompanying Su Mohui to clear ten thousand Xuyuan dungeons alone... cough!" Shen Jiaan felt like his lungs were about to explode, and the sound of his roar smelled of blood.
He squeezed out the last bit of his potential, and even subconsciously turned his worry about Su Mohui into thrust. Almost at the cost of burning the divine fire, he dragged a string of "great gods" and the phantoms of the Xinhua Realm that Xiao Xinhua had desperately tried to temporarily lock up, and jumped straight into the crumbling space ripples!
Darkness quickly enveloped his eyes, and just as Shen Jia'an's last shred of consciousness was swallowed by the violent spatial turbulence, he seemed to glimpse a few familiar dandelion seeds emitting a faint white light.
They were swept up in the turbulent currents of destruction caused by the complete collapse of the Xinhua Realm, like a few small boats in a storm, circling and leaping lightly and inconceivably, as if they were "recording" something...
But after that, it was instantly "swallowed" by the chaotic rift that was seething with indescribable filth! It disappeared without a trace!
But in this endless darkness, God Yehweh's eyes suddenly became clear. No longer blank and blank, they penetrated the violent turbulence of time and space, staring intently at a direction deep in the chaos, and spoke softly:
"China...Heaven...is...awakening?"
The sound was not loud, but it was like an icy electric current, instantly piercing through the roar of the turbulent flow of time and space and the swallowing of darkness, and forcibly "writing" this information into the core of consciousness of all beings present!
However, Shen Jia'an's consciousness was still struggling in the quagmire of chaos, and he didn't hear these earth-shattering words at all. Instead, the three drunken Outer Gods gradually sobered up after hearing these words.
Itzamna, the god of creation who was placed on the Lingbao Tianzun cushion, suddenly opened his eyes, which had been closed and "programmed" in his sleepwalking!
The confusion in the depths of his pupils had disappeared, and now, on his retina, were reflected countless madly flowing, broken and reorganized cosmic strings and dimensional membranes!
His fingers that were gesturing in the air suddenly stopped moving, and his eyes were fixed on the depths of chaos that Yehvi was looking at.
"Anchor point...chaos...order...reconstruction..." Itzamna's voice was extremely dry, but every word carried the heavy echo of the law of creation. "High dimension...interference...source...confirmation...China...Heaven...awaken!"
Then, there was a loud "clang".
Apollo, the god of light, who was holding a harp and wrapped in a mat, felt like he was hit by an invisible hammer on the harp case, and his whole body shook three times!
The golden light around him, which had been flickering as if it had poor contact, stabilized in an instant and condensed into substance.
Although it was still flickering under the impact of the turbulence of time and space, but deep in the core, that point of extremely pure divine light actually faintly turned in that direction in an instant.
The discordant "Hymn of Light" he was chanting paused, replaced by a short, yet doubtful, "...Light? Or, a new...core of order?"
Even Frey, the God of Peace, who was sitting on the fire cushion, had his drunken, peaceful smile frozen on his face. The golden pig in his arms twisted restlessly, and the breath it exhaled was no longer grass-scented, but sparks with the smell of sulfur.
"Chaos... is about to die out? The Lamb... is on its way home... the coordinates... are shifted?" He muttered to himself, his cloudy eyes revealing clear doubts and uneasiness.
Four Outer Gods, supreme beings from three different pantheons, were swept away by the same source, the so-called "awakening Chinese court," amidst the turbulent flow of endless darkness.
At the same time, it disturbed, attracted, and even... briefly suppressed the "drunkenness" and "crash" states in their bodies caused by excessive alien national destiny!
This is definitely no coincidence!
Little Xinhua, who had just emerged from the data bubble enveloping the Xinhua world, was also severely "kicked" in the core of his consciousness by the fluctuation. His core data flow program trembled: "The kingdom of God... and it is an extraordinary kingdom of God... a top-level kingdom of God!"
"Crack—hum—!"
But right now!
The "Mini World Bubble" of the Xinhua Realm, which was supported with difficulty by Shen Jia'an's Suzaku Lihuo and the huge power of national destiny, and whose basic structure was stabilized by Xiao Xinhua at great pains, suddenly erupted with a sharp wail without any warning!
The chains of faith and the threads of national destiny rules that constitute the edge of the world twitched and twisted violently, groaning as if they were about to break under the heavy burden!
Shen Jia'an was jolted awake by the excruciating pain of the soul contract! As the chaos receded and consciousness returned, he could still hear a low humming sound that seemed to be coming from a higher-dimensional communication channel:
"Authorization identification...'Xinhuo' sub-protocol activated..."
"Target confirmed... Cyber Heaven... Entrance ready... Welcome!"
Was that Yang Jian's voice?! Shen Jia'an couldn't even hold on for a tenth of a second of doubt before opening his eyes again. When his vision focused, he saw clearly the desperate situation he was in!
In the depths of chaos, in the direction where Yehvi was looking, a faint but extremely stable light was shining tenaciously, as if someone had lit a lighthouse that would never go out in the raging black sea!
The other three Outer Gods, who had just briefly "restored to factory settings," simultaneously focused their consciousness on that area.