Reborn as Powerful Minister's Beloved-Chapter 632 - 611: One More Update
"Clang—" No one had expected that the soft, pliable tentacles would suddenly become as hard as steel. Ju Nanyi, exerting all his strength, brought his sword down only to hear a loud collision as the blade snapped into two pieces.
However, the sword in Ju Nanyi’s hand was no ordinary sword; it was a magic artifact from Qiandao Temple. Though now broken, it still emitted a dazzling blue light, the energy within the sword fiercely bursting forth due to the fracture, inadvertently unraveling the monster’s binding over Yin He.
Yin He, now free to move, didn’t care that his limbs were still numb and immediately summoned up a billow of black smoke around him. This smoke was even denser than the monster’s, ink-like in its thickness. With all his strength unleashed, he staggered towards the black monster.
In an instant, the black monster turned back to envelop the youth, and a greater surge of energy made it difficult for everyone to catch their breath. Xing Yu struggled to pick up Zheng Nianru and backed away.
The disciples of Qiandao Temple had already been forced to roll on the ground by this immense pressure, completely unable to stand, crawling and scrambling towards the outer edge of the circle.
Ju Nanyi had been sent flying, crashing heavily against a tree trunk and immediately losing consciousness.
Overwhelmed with shock and panic, Zheng Nianru unexpectedly calmed down.
Yin He mustn’t die; what would Zheng Congyuan do without Yin He?
Zheng Nianru’s mind raced, recalling everything she knew about Qiandao Temple, but the far-off, sealed memories were like tightly packed, preserved sauce—right now, she could only feel chaos and desolation, unable to think of anything useful.
"Don’t wander off—" Zheng Nianru grabbed Xing Yu. Hadn’t she heard Elder Can say that the monster had trapped them here?
"Your Highness, what do we do now?" Xing Yu anxiously glanced around, having heard Elder Can. Hey, there’s Elder Can.
And so, Xing Yu saw Elder Can collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud.
Xing Yu took a couple of steps forward, picked up Elder Can like a dead cat, and tossed him right in front of Zheng Nianru.
"Your Highness, Elder Can won’t wake up." Xing Yu shook him vigorously. Seeing how Xing Yu shook him, Zheng Nianru feared even a conscious Elder Can would faint. She sighed inwardly, realizing they couldn’t count on Elder Can waking up.
"Xing Yu, come here." Zheng Nianru told Xing Yu to put down Elder Can and glanced again at the dark fog not far away, shrouded in mystery, with no clear sight of who would win. They couldn’t hope for Yin He to emerge victorious and rescue them.
So, the only ones left in the arena were the trembling Imperial Forest Guards. Although they seemed to be protecting them for the moment, their shaking legs betrayed their inability to even ensure their own safety.
"Your Highness, why don’t we give it a try?" Nanny Yun said, biting her lip. After all, with so many guards, they might as well try something.
At this, the loyal followers of Lord Ju quickly nodded their heads without hesitation. Lord Ju had instructed that Nianru’s safety was their primary concern; they couldn’t afford the slightest mistake.
Just then, one of the Disciples of Ghoul Ravine, who had rolled to the edge, suddenly burst into flames, an anonymous fire engulfed him, turning him into a fireman in the blink of an eye. The black smoke billowing from his body was pulled straight into the dark fog, which grew larger. Before everyone, the disciple’s body reduced to blackened bones and a puddle of black liquid.
"Forget it, there’s no need for pointless sacrifices." Zheng Nianru sighed again but thought that while Yin He couldn’t die, neither could she die here.
"Fu Dong, Nian Xia, light those dry branches—" Zheng Nianru suddenly said.
Nanny Yun was taken aback. What was the point of lighting dry branches now?
"You too—go!" Zheng Nianru immediately said to the Imperial Forest Guard.
Upon hearing this, the guard instantly understood. Yes, if they couldn’t leave, that didn’t mean they couldn’t call for reinforcements. The guard was much quicker in action than Fu Dong and Nian Xia, and immediately went to gather dry branches. One of them quickly produced a Fire Starter and ignited the branches in an instant.
The fire burned more and more fiercely. Although they didn’t know if anyone else had seen it, the situation around them had started to change slightly.
Thick black smoke from the burning branches rose into the sky, seeming to interfere with the expanding black smoke. Suddenly, the smoke began to move and tug at itself.
Zheng Nianru suddenly remembered the big fire at Qiandao Temple lit by Ju Nanyi in her last life. It burned for three whole days and nights. Even Zheng Nianru, who wasn’t the most compassionate of people, felt it was a bit excessive to eradicate the temple entirely.
So, does this thing fear fire?
"Quick, make it bigger—" Zheng Nianru, with a thought, saw that it seemed to be effective. How could she forget? Ju Nanyi had once said that there were many similarities between Qiandao Temple and Ghoul Ravine. So, it appeared that Ju Nanyi’s fire was not shot in the dark.
Upon hearing this, the Imperial Forest Guard hurried their actions. They gathered all the dry branches within the area, and the flames instantly shot up half a person tall.
The black smoke’s movement became even more intense.
Yin He took the opportunity to regain the initiative, seizing control of two of the monster’s tentacles. The monster let out an unsatisfied roar. Why, why can’t you see that I don’t want to hurt you at all?
The young man coldly wanted to settle the monster quickly. The monster’s sudden attack had already deceived him, and even if he had had second thoughts about sparing the monster before, those thoughts had now disappeared.
"Wuu wuu wuu—" The monster seemed to emit such a low whining sound only in front of Yin He, filled with anger and complaints.
The young man coldly quickened his actions.
Seeing the young man’s intent to kill, the monster became even more furious and despondent. It glared resentfully at Yin He for a moment, and the next it laid its gaze upon Zheng Nianru amidst the crowd.
It was her, because of her, that it had changed.
The monster appeared to have forgotten its original form. It remembered that a long, long time ago, it too possessed an appearance second to none.
"Ao—" Yin He successfully trapped the monster’s third tentacle, and although it was much more difficult than before, given time, he could gradually take control of the monster, until eventually killing it.
However, the monster took advantage of the moment it rolled down, suddenly changing direction, exposing its vital spot directly to the young man. The young man paused. This was like killing the monster step by step, but now he could strike it down in one move. Yin He suddenly froze, and in front of the monster was the fire.
Others didn’t know, but the young man did. There seemed to be something here that the monster feared, and the bonfire on the ground had inadvertently sped up the volatilization of this thing, effectively trapping the monster. Yet now, the monster charged toward the bonfire.
Was it choosing early death?
Because of Yin He’s momentary hesitation, the monster had already pounced towards the fire. Everyone on the ground was suddenly stunned as the colossal creature lunged at them all.
Zheng Nianru was also stunned. Did this thing really want to kill her? It was absurd; she had never even seen this thing. Why would it have a grudge against her?
