Chapter 89

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Chapter 89: True Fire of the Blazing Sun

"Another spatial array?" Ye Yun frowned deeply, his expression grim.

Su Ling’s small hand remained tightly clasped in his. She scanned their surroundings, delicate brows furrowed as oppressive heat washed over them. With a resigned sigh, she nodded.

Truthfully, she no longer cared about delving deeper into the great tomb – escaping this cursed place consumed her thoughts. When they’d first slipped inside, the stone chamber’s confinement had seemed manageable. But their journey here had revealed unimaginable dangers. One misstep could mean death and disappearance of the spirit. Her limited knowledge of spatial arrays only deepened her despair in this labyrinth of shifting space.

"Fear not. This must be the second layer." Ye Yun squeezed her hand. Though his cultivation level and experience lagged behind Su Ling’s, his steadier temperament embraced their predicament. "Since we’re trapped here, let’s compose ourselves and search thoroughly."

The Hualun Secret Vault held treasures that would make foundation establishment stage experts shed blood. If escape proved impossible, they’d be fools to ignore such prizes.

"But the space power here…" Su Ling stared bitterly at the twin suns blazing above. "It’s completely chaotic now. I can’t control any of it."

"Chaotic how?"

"The spatial magical arrays here follow no pattern." Her grip tightened on his arm. "They might trigger a trapping formation or killing formation at any moment. Either could destroy us instantly."

Ye Yun fell silent, scanning their surroundings. To their left, a figure emerged from the yellow sand, rising like an unsheathed blade.

Du Jianyin. The spatial distortions hadn’t scattered them after all.

The sword-like youth spun toward them, lips curling in a cold sneer. "At least this gamble paid off. This desert makes fine burial grounds. Whatever I claim here, I’ll bury you beneath its sands."

Ye Yun merely arched an eyebrow, refusing the bait.

Snorting in disdain, Du Jianyin glared skyward. "Two suns? This infernal heat demands correction." He rested a hand on his sword hilt. "One must fall."

"Cut down a sun?"

The words froze Ye Yun mid-step. He followed Du Jianyin’s gaze upward.

Twin orbs blazed crimson, tongues of flame licking their surfaces. Their merciless rays baked the desert into a kiln. Even with their cultivation, prolonged exposure would sear flesh from bone within days.

Yet if one sun perished… might the sands retreat? Could life sprout through cracked earth, birthing an oasis?

"Su Ling." Ye Yun kept his voice low. "If this is another spatial array, could those suns be its eyes?"

Warm breath brushed her ear, painting her cheeks pink. She blinked at the celestial fires. "They feel… ordered. Different from the chaos here. But even if they’re array eyes, how could we reach them?"

"In spatial arrays, distance deceives." Ye Yun rubbed his chin. "What seems remote might lie within sword’s reach."

"You don’t understand." She shook her head. "Without deciphering the array’s rules, those suns remain as distant as true stars. My childhood studies taught me this much."

A frustrated sigh escaped her. "If only Elder Seven were here."

"The spirit field caretaker?" Ye Yun’s eyebrows shot up. "That mad old man?"

"He wasn’t always thus." Her gaze grew distant. "Decades back, he was Heavenly Sword Sect’s foremost spatial array master – surpassing even the sect leader. Then something… changed him."

Before Ye Yun could inquire, distant muttering carried across the dunes.

"Enough deliberation." Du Jianyin’s blade whispered from its scabbard. "Where thought falters, the sword prevails."

The words struck Ye Yun like lightning. His head snapped up, eyes locking on the suns. Vision narrowed until only the twin fires remained, their searing light somehow gentle now.

Heat pulsed through him, familiar yet alien. His spiritual power stirred – that lightning-imbued force tempered by the Thundercloud Lightning Sword. Now something new intertwined with it, blazing through meridians like liquid fire.

"Ye Yun?" Su Ling’s voice came muffled, as through layers of silk.

He floated now, the suns swelling until they filled his world. Their surfaces rippled, close enough to touch. His hand drifted toward his sword. One strike. One perfect cut…

Panicked fingers clutched his sleeve. Su Ling’s shouts faded beneath the roar in his ears. Some distant part recognized this state – the trance where comprehension danced just beyond grasp. To interrupt risked spiritual backlash.

She held her breath, watching.

Across the dunes, Du Jianyin stood equally transfixed. Twin suns blazed in his pupils, their reflection burning brighter with each heartbeat.

Neither noticed the desert sands beginning to swirl.