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The Orange Profound Energy was dispersed by Yun Tianmo, causing Ouyang Zixin's entire body to tremble as if she had been significantly affected. However, her Mind remained calm, showing no signs of the impact from the dispersal of the Orange Profound Energy.
Yun Tianmo and Nameless waited for a moment, confirming that Ouyang Zixin's Mind was unaffected before finally breathing a sigh of relief; after all, this action was somewhat reckless.
After the Orange Profound Energy, the brilliant Mysterious Energy, Azure Profound Energy, and transparent Mysterious Energy successively launched different degrees of "attacks" on Yun Tianmo. Once he confirmed that his counterattacks would not harm Ouyang Zixin, he no longer sat idly by and repelled all three streams of Mysterious Energy.
"Mo King, the master's Mind seems to have entered some kind of mode..." Nameless's uncertain voice sounded. He could sense subtle changes in Ouyang Zixin's Mind but could not articulate why.
"What do you mean?" Yun Tianmo's Spiritual Avatar frowned, his expression mirroring his own. "Are you saying it's an attack mode?"
"No, what just happened was merely a defense mode; the attack mode has only just begun..."
A dangerous aura spread throughout Ouyang Zixin's Mind. Yun Tianmo felt it deeply as well. He never expected that a person's Mind could initiate an attack mode in addition to a defense mode, which left him incredulous. Yet, regardless of his disbelief, everything before him felt so real that he had no opportunity to marvel at it and was forced to begin defending himself.
Just as Nameless finished speaking, a massive storm seemed to erupt within Ouyang Zixin's previously calm Mind. Rapid air currents spun continuously, forming whirlpools that pulled at the center of Yun Tianmo's Mind.
This sudden change caught Yun Tianmo off guard. Before he could activate his defenses, he was pulled into one of the whirlpools. After a dizzying moment, he managed to stabilize himself but realized he had already been sucked into the whirlpool. Looking out from within it, he found that each whirlpool was relatively still; instead, the circuits within the Mind that should have been stationary became distorted.
"What is happening?"
"Nameless does not know."
Everything changed too quickly. Yun Tianmo seemed trapped in some kind of defensive mechanism. Each whirlpool was a trap designed to ensnare him. Unlike the actively approaching Mysterious Energy before, these whirlpools were composed of Ouyang Zixin's own Mysterious Energy. Therefore, if he were to disperse them as he had done previously, it would undoubtedly harm Ouyang Zixin herself. At this moment, Yun Tianmo felt as if his hands and feet were bound; he dared not act recklessly and carefully maintained his balance to avoid being torn apart by the whirlpools.
Although Yun Tianmo did not dare to attack actively, his mind raced to find a solution. The flow direction of these whirlpools had already been established. To stop them, the simplest method would be to release Mysterious Energy in reverse to allow both energies to cancel each other out and ultimately achieve stillness. However, there was another issue: those relatively still whirlpools were interconnected. The whirlpool Yun Tianmo occupied was linked to another one. If this whirlpool stopped moving, then the so-called relative stillness would be disrupted. Would that mean that the tranquility within Ouyang Zixin's Mind would also be shattered?
Things seemed to have become complicated.
"Nameless, are you confident you can protect her Mind from harm?" Yun Tianmo asked solemnly. At this moment, he could no longer afford to think too much; it was no longer simply about escaping but rather about ensuring Ouyang Zixin's Mind remained intact without breaking its rules.
This time, Nameless did not respond immediately and appeared to be contemplating the question as well. After about the time it took for a cup of tea to brew, Nameless finally said: "Mo King, I will do everything in my power to protect the master."
Hearing Nameless's response, Yun Tianmo nodded and said, "I will count to three and start escaping from these whirlpools. You don't need to worry about me; just take care of her, understood?"
One...
Two...
Three!
As soon as the words left his mouth, Yun Tianmo leaped into the air, skimming over the innermost edge of the whirlpool, surrounded by swirling black Mysterious Energy, moving rapidly in the opposite direction of the whirlpool. The transparent whirlpool spun quickly, and each time it collided with Yun Tianmo's Black Qi, a faint silver glow flickered, but it was so weak that it went unnoticed.
The speed of the whirlpool gradually slowed down, while the other whirlpools that had seemed still began to accelerate at a visible rate. Indeed, Yun Tianmo's judgment was correct; if this continued, he would likely be trapped in an endless cycle of resisting the whirlpool. He needed to come up with a strategy quickly.
Suddenly, a familiar image flashed through Yun Tianmo's mind: a seemingly endless black Tunnel. This continuous whirlpool was similar to an infinite Tunnel, right? The so-called connection and cycle were merely visual repetitions. If he imagined these interconnected whirlpools as that Tunnel he once conquered, perhaps he could find a breakthrough.
While pondering in his Mind, his movements did not slow down at all. Yun Tianmo glanced at the junction of two whirlpools, lightly tapped his toes, and with his right hand raised, sent a surge of Mysterious Energy deep into the whirlpool. The recoil pushed him into another whirlpool. To ensure that the first whirlpool would stop, Yun Tianmo calculated the direction and speed perfectly; just as he turned at the junction, the Mysterious Energy hit precisely at the right moment, successfully bringing the whirlpool to a halt.
With the first whirlpool stopped, the relative stillness of the second whirlpool was disrupted. As Yun Tianmo fell into the second whirlpool, he lost his balance entirely and was swept away by the turbulent flow. His Spiritual Avatar was battered by the chaotic currents of Mysterious Energy, resembling a helpless rag doll caught in a vortex. At that moment, Yun Tianmo was more disheveled than ever, yet he paid no mind to it; instead, he used his Spiritual Avatar to sense the speed and force of this whirlpool's currents, treating himself as a tool.
All of this unfolded before Nameless, who was deeply shocked. The lingering dissatisfaction he had towards Yun Tianmo finally vanished. This man was willing to exhaust his Mental Power rather than let his master suffer harm; to Nameless, this was truly rare. Thus, he decided not to dwell on Yun Tianmo's "unintentional mistake."
As Yun Tianmo's Spiritual Avatar was tossed around in the whirlpool, losing one-fifth of its energy, just when Nameless almost wanted to urge him to give up, suddenly Yun Tianmo's Spiritual Avatar sprang up at an unusual angle and managed to escape from the turbulent flow in an almost impossible manner, quickly matching the speed of the swirling whirlpool.
Within the transparent Mysterious Energy, a black shadow could be faintly seen. Initially moving alongside the whirlpool at the same speed and direction, gradually both the whirlpool and shadow slowed down. Just as the shadow approached another junction of a whirlpool again, it changed direction and surged forward at double speed. This action caused both connected whirlpools to momentarily halt before reversing their flow direction to match his.
"This... how is this possible?" Nameless could hardly believe how Yun Tianmo managed this feat. Despite witnessing his massive consumption of Mental Power, he could reverse the situation in such a short time and control the direction of the whirlpools.
Although skeptical, Nameless felt joy and anticipation; if Yun Tianmo could gradually grasp the rules and rhythm within his master's Mind, did that mean he was close to establishing contact with his master?
If he wasn't mistaken, only by mastering those rules and rhythms could one break through all defenses and attacks, allowing his master to sense Yun Tianmo's presence.
"Come on, Mo Wang!" Nameless silently cheered for Yun Tianmo. The number of swirling whirlpools continued to decrease rapidly; it seemed like he was about to stop them all. This made Nameless increasingly anxious. After all, no one knew what might happen next; perhaps this was what his master often referred to as feeling nervous when nearing home. The closer they got to resolving an issue, the more tense it became.
Having been entangled with the whirlpools for nearly half an hour now, Yun Tianmo's Spiritual Avatar had shrunk to only one-fourth of its original size. If there were any further defenses or offensive modes after this whirlpool ended, then his attempts to connect with Ouyang Zixin would be declared a failure. Thus, as he faced the last remaining whirlpool, anxiety crept into his heart; it was evident from his tightly pursed lips.
“Little Woman, you better stop being mischievous and obediently cancel all modes.” Yun Tianmo silently thought as he rushed toward the last vortex.
Creak—
Creak creak—
Creak creak creak—
A series of sounds resembling a malfunctioning machine echoed, causing Yun Tianmo, who was about to leap into the next vortex, to pause and veer off to the side, avoiding the target vortex.
“Stopped?” Nameless exclaimed in surprise. This was too sudden!
After Yun Tianmo came to a halt, he noticed that all the vortices had indeed stopped and were gradually disappearing. What on earth was happening?
“Yun Tianmo... is that you?”
A faint voice rang in Yun Tianmo's ears. The voice was familiar yet ethereal, momentarily leaving Yun Tianmo in a daze.
“It’s the master; it’s the voice of the Ink King!” Nameless exclaimed excitedly. Although it felt somewhat unclear, he was certain that it was definitely the master’s voice...
(To be continued.)
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