Chapter 717
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Chapter 717: The Figure at the End
“At the end of the Aurora River…” Lin Qiye murmured as he gazed at the ancient palace before him.
If the prophecy of the warrior maiden is correct, then behind this door sits the so-called “supreme existence that exists in the past and future”…
Lin Qiye could not determine whether this supreme existence was friend or foe. According to the prophecy, at least a deity would be seated behind this door, and the probability of the deities from Takamagahara being enemies to them was significantly higher.
If it were before, Lin Qiye would undoubtedly have chosen not to step through this door, as the risks were too great. Betting his life for a so-called secret was not worth it.
However, the image of the 50 yen coin slipping from his fingers made Lin Qiye realize something: the rules here were not targeting the cursed blade, but rather all forbidden objects!
Once a forbidden object was activated, it would slip away…
This was too similar to the disarmament of all things by Bai Li Pangpang!
Moreover, the black and white colors that flashed as the forbidden objects slipped away resembled the Taiji Bagua diagram beneath Bai Li Pangpang when he activated the forbidden ruins. If this place had no connection to Bai Li Pangpang, it would be too coincidental!
Perhaps… Bai Li Pangpang is also behind this door?
Could he be trapped by the deity inside? Kidnapped? Or something else?
If he missed the clue about Bai Li Pangpang simply out of fear of death, Lin Qiye would never find peace. Today, he had to open this door and take a look, no matter what.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Qiye stepped up to the palace door, the ribbon-like Aurora River swirling around him, exuding a dreamy and mysterious aura.
“Step back a bit,” Lin Qiye said to Yu Gong Qinghui and Wei Dong after hesitating for a moment.
As he turned back, he noticed that Yu Gong Qinghui and Wei Dong had retreated a hundred meters away, with the latter giving him a thumbs up.
Lin Qiye: …
The corners of Lin Qiye’s mouth twitched slightly as he turned back to face the palace door, placing his palms against its surface and pushing with all his might!
Creeeak—!!
A dull sound echoed across the azure clouds as the ancient palace door slowly opened, and the Aurora River flowing from the crack in the door became several times more radiant!
Standing before the door, Lin Qiye looked inside and froze in place.
Endless blue auroras swirled like silk within the vast space of the palace, illuminating the entire area like a dream. In the center of the palace, a plump figure sat cross-legged in mid-air, with a snow-white mat beneath him, which was the source of the auroras filling the room.
Not only that, but surrounding the figure sitting on the mat were numerous floating forbidden objects: a green ring, a tattered cloak, a broken ram’s horn… In this ocean of floating forbidden objects, Lin Qiye also spotted the 50 yen coin and a purple sheathed long knife.
These forbidden objects, along with the auroras, surrounded the figure, appearing mysterious and sacred.
The figure wore a comical Zhu Bajie mask.
As Lin Qiye’s mental energy swept over the mask, and he saw the face beneath it, his pupils suddenly constricted.
Bai Li Pangpang!!
Behind the mask, Bai Li Pangpang’s expression was solemn, his eyes tightly closed, and his brow furrowed, looking extremely pained.
At this moment, Wei Dong and Yu Gong Qinghui also walked in from outside the door. After surveying the entire hall and confirming that there was only that one figure, Yu Gong Qinghui’s expression turned somewhat puzzled.
“Isn’t this ‘supreme existence that exists in the past and future’ a bit too fat?”
Seeing the comical Zhu Bajie mask, Wei Dong was completely bewildered. “Why is he wearing a Zhu Bajie mask?”
Just as the two were confused, Lin Qiye’s figure flickered and dashed toward the figure sitting on the mat, startling both of them!
“Pangpang!” Lin Qiye shouted.
As Lin Qiye rushed into the auroras, the sea of forbidden objects surrounding Bai Li Pangpang began to tremble violently, as if they had come to life, all converging toward Lin Qiye!
They no longer resembled disarmed forbidden objects but rather appeared as guards encircling Bai Li Pangpang.
Lin Qiye watched as the forbidden objects flew toward him, his expression changing slightly. He fixed his gaze on the unmoving figure sitting on the mat, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.
“Pangpang.” Lin Qiye looked at the Zhu Bajie mask and said firmly, “I’m here to take you home.”
Lin Qiye’s figure vanished from the spot.
【Night flickers】.
When he reappeared, he had already crossed through the sea of forbidden objects and stood before the figure wearing the Zhu Bajie mask, extending his arms to embrace him.
The moment his palms touched Bai Li Pangpang’s body, an extremely intense heat surged into Lin Qiye’s body, as if it were going to burn him to ashes. The excruciating pain made Lin Qiye’s muscles tremble uncontrollably, but his movements did not falter for a moment as he firmly held onto Bai Li Pangpang.
Bai Li Pangpang’s body was not as soft as he had imagined; instead, it was as rigid as a stone. Lin Qiye exerted force to lift him from the mat, falling downward!
Thud—!
After a dull sound, Lin Qiye, holding Bai Li Pangpang, landed steadily on the floor of the hall.
At the same time, the sea of forbidden objects hanging in the air seemed to lose its support, clattering down and scattering across the ground.
“Pangpang!!” Lin Qiye removed Bai Li Pangpang’s mask, frowning as he called out.
After leaving the mat, Bai Li Pangpang’s tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and his expression softened, but his eyes remained tightly closed, as if he were in a coma.
“Do you know him?” Wei Dong walked over to Lin Qiye, asking with confusion.
Lin Qiye nodded. “He’s a member of our team.”
“A member of your team?” Wei Dong looked up at the floating mat, his confusion deepening. “How could he be in a place like this…”
Lin Qiye carefully checked Bai Li Pangpang’s condition, confirming that he was merely unconscious. He gently placed him on the ground and began to survey the surroundings.
More than half of the forbidden objects on the ground were ones Lin Qiye recognized, belonging to Bai Li Pangpang, while some he had never seen before, likely belonging to others who had been disarmed like the 50 yen coin.
Meanwhile, Yu Gong Qinghui slowly walked among the scattered forbidden objects, seemingly searching for something. Finally, his gaze landed on an unremarkable purple long knife in the corner, and his eyes lit up.
“Sure enough, it’s here…”
He quickly walked over to the knife and bent down to pick it up.
