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I wanted to rise up and chase after them, but the energy that suddenly erupted from the grand hall was simply too powerful. Centered around that white beam of light, massive cracks rapidly spread throughout the Underground Palace like a spider web, a sight that was truly shocking!
Countless Tornadoes sprang up from the ground, and wherever they passed, fragments of bricks and tiles were lifted into the air, swirling with the fierce winds. It was as if several great dragons were roaring and twisting in the sky; the scene was nothing short of apocalyptic!
Even I, in my current state, found it impossible to take another step forward against this terrifying Energy Fluctuation, being pushed back relentlessly by the raging winds!
In this situation, entering the area of energy explosion was practically equivalent to seeking death; one could easily be torn apart by that Energy Storm.
The Rakshasa seemed genuinely frightened, recklessly charging into the eye of the storm despite the circumstances.
Staying here would surely lead to my Killing Intent consuming him, and in the most brutal manner possible. However, rushing into the storm might offer him a slim chance of survival!
I didn’t need to guess what was on the Rakshasa's mind at this moment. He dashed into the storm's center without hesitation; it was a gamble for his life. His appearance was pitiful—his clothes were tattered, his body was being violently pulled by the Energy Storm, swaying precariously as he pressed forward against the wind, occasionally letting out a few cries of agony.
He truly looked like a lost dog!
He ran? Fine, I would give him that opportunity! Once the storm calmed down, I would seize the first chance to take his life, ensuring he would never return!
Once, in the Western Regions, he failed to keep me under his control, leading to my current fury as I trampled him beneath my feet. I would not make the same mistake again; today’s uprising would be decisive and final, eliminating any future threats!
I stood amidst the raging winds and rain, casting a cold glance at him with a sneer before ignoring him completely. My attention shifted back to that grand hall.
What had happened to Zhengyang and Ghost Granny?
A slight unease stirred within me; there must have been significant changes occurring inside that hall!
“Here they come!”
Bald Qiang suddenly pointed in a direction within the hall and paused for a moment before adding, “They flew out!”
Following Bald Qiang's gesture, I looked over and indeed saw two dark figures spinning through the air as they were swept up by the storm before hurtling straight toward us.
The two of them looked somewhat disheveled, clearly having been thrown back, their movements appearing a bit chaotic.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and save them!"
"Dark Malevolent Energy! The aura of the Xia Family!"
Ghost Granny was covered in blood, and even after landing, she was still restless. As soon as she saw me, she sprang up and stared at me for a moment before letting out a long breath. "You scared me! I thought Old Man Xia had come back to life. One move and the blood sea would engulf everything! Turns out it's just you. Upon closer inspection, I see that the Killing Intent isn't quite at the old man's level yet!"
In that instant, I felt a surge of excitement within me.
However, Zhengyang shot me a cold glance, dousing my excitement like a bucket of cold water. That fleeting thrill vanished completely.
Zhengyang's hair was messy, but his eyes were bright, exuding an aura of penetrating insight. He fixed his gaze on my neck as if he could discern everything I had done with just a look, making me feel inexplicably anxious for a moment.
But soon enough, I steadied myself.
I had no regrets about choosing this path.
Zhengyang ultimately said nothing, letting out a soft sigh as he turned to stare blankly at the white pillar of light rising in the great hall.
"Master Uncle, what exactly happened?"
Bald Qiang nudged Ghost Granny's shoulder and asked, "Did your mission fail?"
"It wasn't that we failed; it was that we arrived too late!"
Ghost Granny gritted her teeth and slowly said, "Voldemort has long since awakened. Just as expected, he is now nothing more than a battle puppet. The reason he hasn't left here yet is entirely to digest and integrate the Heart of Atlantis!"
"Then..."
Bald Qiang asked with some difficulty, "Does that mean our plan has failed?"
"Not necessarily, I still have a backup plan!"
Ghost Granny shook her head, a hint of melancholy flashing in her eyes. She continued, "Actually, the most troublesome one is Dong Tong. She has completely undergone a qualitative change!"
A qualitative change?
My heart sank as I recalled Dong Tong's gentle smile. Unfortunately, that once radiant smile now evoked a heart-wrenching illusion. I couldn't hold back any longer and grabbed Ghost Granny, asking, "How is this possible?!"
"Child, forget her!"
"She is no longer the person you knew. In short, things are very complicated—more complicated than we ever anticipated. You'll understand soon enough, so stop asking me!"
Time passed second by second.
The grand hall had been reduced to ruins in the storm, and the surrounding debris was swept away by the Tornado into the distance. Here, clarity finally returned, leaving only a massive beam of light shooting upward, disappearing beyond my line of sight.
At that moment, I dared not blink as I focused on the center of the light beam. Finally, I could see what was happening!
The hall was destroyed, leaving behind a crystal-clear lotus flower.
If I remembered correctly, the lotus should be the national flower of Atlantis Civilization. This enormous lotus was entirely made of crystal, and at that moment, its petals began to unfurl slowly as if blooming. The scene was breathtakingly beautiful. Only when the petals at the heart of the flower opened did I finally see what was wrapped inside—a bed!
On the bed lay a man dressed in splendid attire with a crown on his head. Though he was far away, I could still see his features vividly!
"Your Majesty!"
The water ghost behind me became agitated upon seeing the man and immediately rushed forward but was promptly held back by Xiao Xiao.
However, her exclamation clarified the man's identity—he was the Last Monarch of Atlantis, also known as Voldemort!
The beam of light surged from his chest; it must be the energy emanating from the Heart of Atlantis, powerful enough to instill fear!
It was clear that this magical "lotus" was actually a coffin in the shape of a crystal lotus!
However, none of this mattered to me.
In that moment, my eyes were solely focused on the woman sitting by the bed where Voldemort lay asleep.
Dressed in white, with silver hair, her face was as beautiful as ever.
This Familiar Face was one I knew all too well: Dong Tong!
Seeing this Familiar Face suddenly pierced my heart with a sharp pain.
At that moment, Dong Tong slowly stood up, her white robes trailing on the ground, untouched by dust. She didn’t resemble a being capable of turning the world into a graveyard; instead, she looked more like one of the Nine Divine Maidens.
She gracefully descended from the lotus and walked towards us step by step, finally stopping less than a hundred meters away. Her gaze wandered over each of us before settling on me.
Then, she smiled.
Like pure water emerging from a lotus flower, her lips parted slightly as she suddenly called out, "Bastard!"
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