Myth Beyond Heaven

“No…” Lan Hanyu whispered, her voice filled with disbelief. “This cannot be true.”

Qi Zongwen, his expression filled with regret, continued his tale. “The Abyssal God Beast, consumed by rage and despair, rampaged through this land. Later, he briefly recovered his sanity and used his power to confine himself to the western side of this place.”

“I have tried to reach him, to restore his sanity, to reclaim the noble spirit that once resided within him. But my efforts have been futile. The chaotic energy has corrupted him completely, leaving him a shadow of his former self.”

Lan Hanyu’s heart ached with profound grief. She clenched her fists tightly, her fingernails digging into her flesh as blood slowly seeped through the gaps.

Yun Lintian furrowed his brow. This was an impossible task. The Golden Qilin God’s condition was entirely different from Lan Hanyu’s. He wasn’t sure whether he could bring him back.

He thought for a moment and asked, “Do you have any ideas, Senior?”

Qi Zongwen let out a long sigh. “Unfortunately, no. Lan Bingxue told me that you could bring back Lord Ice Phoenix. I can only place my hope in you.”

Yun Lintian frowned slightly and said, “Well, I need to see his condition first.”

Qi Zongwen nodded and said, “Please wait for a few days. The chaotic energy storm over there has been intense recently.”

“All right,” Yun Lintian nodded.

Qi Zongwen nodded to Qi Jun, and the latter quickly brought Yun Lintian and Lan Hanyu to their accommodation.

“Feel free to call me, sir,” Qi Jun said respectfully before leaving.

Yun Lintian sat at the table and looked at the sad Lan Hanyu. “We will figure it out. I believe there’s a chance to bring him back.”

Lan Hanyu nodded gently. “I hope so.”

A few days passed. Soon, Qi Jun came to ask Yun Lintian and Lan Hanyu to go with him. They were ready to visit the western region, where the Golden Qilin God was confined.

Qi Zongwen, clad in simple golden robes that belied his imperial status, led the way, his expression grave, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and apprehension. Yun Lintian and Lan Hanyu followed closely, their hearts heavy with the weight of the task ahead.

As they journeyed westward, the vibrant landscape of the Golden Qilin Kingdom gradually transformed. The lush meadows gave way to arid plains, the sparkling streams dried up, and the golden light that bathed the land dimmed, replaced by an oppressive grayness.

The air grew heavy with chaotic energy, its oppressive weight bearing down on them, its corrupting influence seeping into their very beings. Yun Lintian channeled his divine energy, forming a protective barrier around himself and Lan Hanyu, shielding them from the encroaching darkness.

The once bustling towns and villages thinned out, replaced by abandoned ruins and crumbling structures, testaments to the destructive power of the chaotic energy. The few remaining inhabitants they encountered were gaunt and weary, their eyes filled with a deep sadness, their spirits weighed down by the constant struggle for survival.

As they ventured deeper into the western region, the terrain grew increasingly treacherous. Jagged cliffs rose from the parched earth, their shadows stretching long and menacing across the desolate landscape. Deep canyons carved through the land, their depths shrouded in an ominous darkness.

The wind picked up, whipping the sand into a blinding frenzy, creating a swirling vortex of dust and debris that obscured their vision and choked their senses. The temperature soared, the air becoming thick and suffocating, the heat bearing down on them like an oppressive weight.

Qi Zongwen, his brow furrowed in concentration, navigated the treacherous terrain with a practiced ease. He had ventured into this chaotic land many times before, seeking to reach the Abyssal God Beast, hoping to find a way to restore his fallen ancestor. But each attempt had been met with failure, the chaotic energy and the beast’s ferocity proving too formidable.

Finally, after hours of arduous travel, they reached their destination.

A colossal mountain range, its peaks shrouded in a swirling sandstorm, loomed before them, its presence an imposing barrier against the encroaching chaos. The mountains, their slopes a stark, barren gray, were devoid of any vegetation, their surfaces scarred and cracked, as if ravaged by some ancient cataclysm. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

“This is it,” Qi Zongwen announced, his voice barely audible above the howling wind. “The chaotic land, where the Abyssal God Beast is confined.”

Yun Lintian and Lan Hanyu gazed upon the desolate landscape, their hearts heavy with a mix of apprehension and determination. They could sense the oppressive aura of the Abyssal God Beast emanating from the heart of the mountains, its power a palpable presence that weighed down on their very souls.

Qi Zongwen pointed towards a narrow pass that snaked its way through the mountains, its entrance shrouded in a swirling vortex of sand and dust. “The Abyssal God Beast is confined within a hidden valley deep within those mountains,” he explained. “But be warned, the path is treacherous, and the chaotic energy within the valley is even more intense.”

He looked at Yun Lintian and Lan Hanyu, his eyes filled with concern. “I cannot go further. The chaotic energy is too much for me to bear.”

Yun Lintian nodded in understanding. “We appreciate your guidance, Senior,” he said, his voice filled with gratitude. “We will be careful.”

With a final farewell, Yun Lintian and Lan Hanyu stepped towards the narrow pass, their figures swallowed by the swirling sandstorm. Qi Zongwen watched them go, his heart filled with a mixture of hope and worry, his prayers following them into the depths of the chaotic land.

As Yun Lintian and Lan Hanyu ventured deeper into the mountain pass, the sandstorm intensified, the wind howling like a thousand tormented spirits, the sand stinging their faces like needles. The chaotic energy grew denser, its oppressive weight bearing down on them, its corrupting influence seeping into their very beings.

Yun Lintian channeled his divine energy, forming a protective barrier around himself and Lan Hanyu, shielding them from the encroaching darkness. He invoked the power of the Primordial Sun God, his body radiating a warm golden light that pushed back against the oppressive grayness.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they emerged from the narrow pass, stepping into a hidden valley shrouded in an eerie silence. The sandstorm that had raged outside was nowhere to be seen, the air still and heavy, the silence broken only by the occasional crackle of

chaotic energy.

“Something’s not right here,” Yun Lintian said with a frown as he looked into the valley with his Eyes of Heaven. “This aura… It’s much stronger than the Shadow Demons we met

previously.”