Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

34: Chapter 34: Desperate ShiftHalf a quarter-hour, under the oppressive silence of the earth veins and the threat of invisible pursuers closing in, felt as long as a century.

Nangong Xuan sat cross-legged, the faint black-green light around him flickering unsteadily. Every breath brought a tearing pain as he forcibly drew Spiritual Qi from the earth veins to repair his riddled body and his Nascent Soul, which was on the verge of collapse. The speed was agonizingly slow, but the Sword Intent between his brows grew increasingly condensed, like tempered steel—broken, yet even more resilient.

Lin Mo stood guard by his side. The chaos dao seed operated with unprecedented efficiency, not only consolidating himself but also spreading most of his Perception out like a spider web, strictly monitoring any minute movement within a hundred-foot radius. Darkness was no longer an obstacle; instead, it became an extension of his Perception. He could ”hear” the whispers of the Spiritual Veins deep within the rock layers, ”feel” the trajectory of water droplets seeping down from afar, and even more clearly capture that cold and persistent probing pulse that was spreading back again like a maggot in the bone!

They were back!

They were more cautious and dense than before! Like countless invisible, fine-toothed combs, they slowly combed through this area inch by inch from above, from the sides, and even from deeper underground! The group with the White Mask had clearly realized they had been played; they were truly enraged and had laid down an even tighter dragnet!

The pulse swept over the previously collapsed area, lingered for a moment, and then unhesitatingly covered the narrow rock vein where they were hiding!

”Senior!” Lin Mo’s thought exploded in Nangong Xuan’s Sea of Consciousness like an urgent alarm.

Almost at the same time, Nangong Xuan snapped his eyes open!

His eyes no longer showed weakness, but burned with a near-insane resolve and the ultimate sharpness of a Sword Cultivator! A faint but tooth-aching sound of grinding bones came from within his body—the backlash of forcibly squeezing out his last bit of potential.

”Go!”

He barked out, his voice hoarse but carrying an unquestionable decisiveness!

His left hand slammed into the ground. Instead of performing a complex technique, he simply and crudely detonated the Nascent Soul Sword Qi he had just painstakingly gathered—less than a ten-thousandth of his peak power!

Boom!

A fierce and peerless Sword Qi centered on his palm and surged into the ground! It wasn’t meant to harm the enemy, but to create the maximum amount of Chaos!

The entire rock vein shook violently! The rock wall above cracked, and countless rocks tumbled down! Further away, the roar of a larger collapse echoed! The violent Sword Qi and chaotic earth vein Spiritual Qi instantly exploded like a giant boulder thrown into a calm lake, scattering the precise probing pulses and causing them to completely lose their accuracy for a short time!

”Pfft!” Nangong Xuan spat out another large mouthful of pale gold blood, even mixed with some visceral fragments. His body swayed, his face instantly turned as pale as golden paper, and his aura plummeted to rock bottom. This move had almost completely dissipated the sliver of Origin Qi he had just recovered!

But this brief Chaos was exactly what he wanted!

”Little friend! Help me!” Nangong Xuan’s thought came through with a desperate urgency.

Lin Mo understood instantly! The chaos dao seed shone brightly, and all his power poured out without reservation. It was no longer a gentle nourishment but transformed into a majestic thrust, simultaneously sweeping up Liu Qingxuan’s remains and the ice-sealed Su Muxue!

Using his last bit of strength, Nangong Xuan painstakingly formed a mysterious and ancient hand Seal. The remaining, dim phantom of his Nascent Soul appeared above his head, letting out a silent roar! A spatial fluctuation, far beyond what his current physical state could bear, suddenly erupted!

This wasn’t an ordinary Earth Escape, but a higher-level technique involving the Law of space—a small-scale random relocation! The price was immense, and the direction was completely uncontrollable. They might appear in a safe place a hundred miles away in the next moment, or they might crash directly into the earth’s core lava or some death trap!

But right now, this was the only way to escape the precise lock-on!

”Relocate!”

Pale gold blood began to seep from Nangong Xuan’s seven orifices, his hoarse voice seeming to tear through space!

Buzz!

A strong sense of spatial distortion instantly enveloped the four of them! The surrounding scenery became blurred, elongated, and bizarre! The rock walls, darkness, and falling stones turned into flowing blocks of color!

At the very last moment before their figures completely vanished—

A cold, condensed thought filled with a hint of shock and anger, like an arrow piercing through the air, forcibly penetrated the chaotic energy field and spatial fluctuations. It suddenly locked onto the nearly ethereal Su Muxue and quickly swept over Lin Mo’s chaos dao seed!

It was the White Mask! He had actually managed to accurately capture this momentary opportunity amidst such Chaos!

That thought didn’t attack but instead left behind an invisible brand!

The next moment, the world spun!

A violent spatial tearing force struck. Nangong Xuan, bearing the brunt of it, let out a muffled groan and fell completely unconscious. Lin Mo also felt as if his consciousness was being torn apart. The chaos dao seed vibrated violently, and his newly stabilized Realm fluctuated again. He desperately maintained the clarity of his mind, using the power of the Dao Seed to protect his mother’s remains and Su Muxue’s ice sculpture.

It was unknown how much time had passed; perhaps a moment, perhaps ten thousand years.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Four heavy thuds of falling bodies echoed in a brand-new darkness.

The spatial fluctuations slowly subsided.

The new environment was damper, with a heavy smell of sulfur and the roar of rushing water coming from the distance. They seemed to have landed on a rocky beach at the edge of an underground river.

Were they safe for now? At least that suffocating, invisible probing pulse had disappeared.

Lin Mo immediately checked everyone’s condition.

Nangong Xuan lay prone on the ground, his aura even weaker than before, as if it could be extinguished at any moment. His injuries were horrifying, but at least he still had a breath left.

Liu Qingxuan’s remains were unharmed.

The ice crystals around Su Muxue seemed to have thickened a bit during the spatial relocation. The runes on her forehead flickered urgently, but that cold brand didn’t seem to be able to penetrate the thick profound ice. It only lingered on the outside like a maggot in the bone, unable to penetrate for the time being.

As for Lin Mo himself, he also felt a wave of intense weakness. The light of the Dao Seed was dim, and he needed time to recover.

But the greatest crisis was—that brand!

Although temporarily blocked by the profound ice, it was like a beacon. Once the group with the White Mask stabilized, they would likely use this brand to track them down again! Next time, the enemy would definitely not give them another chance to create a chaotic relocation!

He had to find a way to clear or shield it!

Lin Mo forced his weary consciousness to carefully extend the Perception of the chaos dao seed toward Su Muxue, making contact with that cold brand.

A pure, cold, alien energy with a strong sense of tracking and marking was lodged there. Its structure was stable and extremely stubborn.

Lin Mo tried to mobilize Chaos Qi to wear it down.

Sizzle... The Chaos Qi made a faint neutralizing sound upon contact with the brand’s energy. It was working! But the speed was extremely slow! At this rate, the enemy would probably catch up before he could wear down even a tenth of it!

Furthermore, the process of wearing it down would inevitably disturb Su Muxue’s profound ice Seal, causing the runes on her forehead to flicker even more violently.

What should he do?

Lin Mo was anxious.

Just then, he suddenly perceived some extremely special moss growing in the cracks of the rocky beach. This moss was pitch black all over, yet it emitted a faint force field that could distort light and block Perception. It was clearly an alien species adapted to this special underground environment (possibly rich in certain minerals or energy).

Blocking Perception?

A bold idea flooded into Lin Mo’s mind.

He immediately separated a wisp of Chaos Qi, carefully wrapping a small patch of that black moss to refine it and analyze the Origin structure of that strange force field.

The chaos dao seed operated frantically, deducing and simulating.

A moment later, a gleam of light flashed in Lin Mo’s eyes (within his mind)!

He guided the Chaos Qi again, but this time, he no longer tried to wear away the cold brand. Instead, he imitated the force field structure of the black moss, transforming the Chaos Qi into a brand-new energy with distorting and isolating characteristics. Like weaving a fine, invisible net, he covered and wrapped the cold brand layer by layer!

This wasn’t clearing it; it was... shielding and camouflaging!

So that the light of this beacon could not penetrate this ”shadow veil” woven from Chaos!

This process was more delicate than grinding it down, requiring extremely high control. Lin Mo focused intensely, being extremely careful.

Finally, when the last layer of the ”veil” was applied—

That cold brand vanished from his Perception!

No, it still existed, but its tracking pulses were perfectly distorted and absorbed by the strange force field Lin Mo had imitated. It could no longer be transmitted!

Success!

Lin Mo let out a long sigh of relief, feeling an unprecedented exhaustion wash over him. Even the rotation speed of the Dao Seed slowed down.

For now... he had bought a little more time.

He looked at the unconscious Nangong Xuan, the ice-sealed Su Muxue, and his mother at rest.

The underground river roared and surged beside him, flowing toward an unknown destination. The smell of sulfur in the air was pungent, and there seemed to be more unknowns in the darkness ahead.

They had temporarily escaped their pursuers, but they were also completely lost in this crisis-ridden underground world.

The road ahead was uncertain; they could only depend on each other for survival.