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

56: Chapter 56: The Silent Cry of the Abyss and the Despair of the Profound IceThe tearing sensation from the spatial turbulence ceased abruptly, replaced by a familiar, suffocating silence and decay.

Thud! Thud!

Su Muxue and Lin Mo crashed heavily onto the cold, hard rock. Around them was an impenetrable, viscous darkness, with only scattered, dim red glints of light flickering in the distance and the ever-present, rustling sound of Demon Spiders crawling.

They were back, back in the Burial Ancient Abyss.

However, the price they paid was so heavy it stole their breath.

Su Muxue didn’t even have time to check her own injuries. She flipped over violently, her ice-blue eyes fixed intently on the cold, intact, crackless rock wall behind her. There was nothing there. No passage, no fissure, no... figure of the one who had resolutely turned back and pushed them away.

”Senior... Nangong Xuan...” Her voice was dry and hoarse, trembling with disbelief. Her slender, pale fingers clenched the cold rock, fingernails cracking and bleeding without her noticing. That final, desperate roar of ”GO!!”, that figure being swallowed by countless vines, pierced her heart, which had just begun to thaw slightly after gaining power, like the sharpest ice spike.

An unprecedented chill and emptiness instantly swept over her. Colder than Profound Yin Cold Qi, emptier than a bottomless abyss.

Lin Mo’s chaos light cluster hovered silently nearby, its glow dimmed to the extreme, transmitting no thoughts, only a deep, nearly solidified sorrow silently spreading. He ”looked” at that rock wall, his calculation units seemingly all crashed, leaving only Nangong Xuan’s sharp yet resolute eyes from that final turn and the image of him being completely engulfed by green light playing on repeat.

It was his plan... He underestimated the reaction speed and terrifying power of that ancient tree’s will... It was him... Silent self-blame and immense loss almost crushed his consciousness.

Hiss——!

However, the Burial Ancient Abyss would not grant them time to grieve.

The recent spatial fluctuations and the aura of their fall were like stones thrown into stagnant water, instantly attracting the predators lurking in the surrounding darkness.

Denser than before, dim red points of light lit up from all directions, surging like a tide! Among them were even several mutated creatures with exceptionally powerful auras, their compound eyes gleaming with greed and bloodlust!

Crisis descended once more!

Su Muxue jerked her head up. In her ice-blue eyes, all grief, emptiness, even the slight hint of human warmth she had just recovered, vanished in an instant, replaced by an ultimate, absolute-zero-like coldness.

It was as if she had returned to her initial frozen state, isolated from all emotion, but even more so.

She didn’t speak, nor did she even look at Lin Mo.

She just slowly, slowly stood up.

Between her eyebrows, the ice moon imprint shone with unprecedented brilliance, but it no longer swirled with Starlight. Instead, it emitted a pure, extreme chill capable of annihilating all things.

Hum——!

Centered on her, terrifying Profound Yin Qi erupted without reservation! It was no longer the Starlight Cold Tide from before, which balanced offense and defense, but the most primitive, pure, and despairing — Absolute Zero Domain!

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Wherever the Domain passed, space itself seemed to freeze! The oncoming tide of Demon Spiders instantly stiffened, frozen in their ferocious lunging postures, covered in a thick layer of eternal, unmelting dark blue ice! Their vitality, their consciousness, even the filthy energy flowing within their bodies, were instantly frozen solid and annihilated!

Even the ever-present silent corrosive Qi was repelled and frozen by this extreme chill, creating a brief ”pure” vacuum zone!

Su Muxue’s expression was blank. Her ice-blue hair moved without wind, like a goddess of ice and snow descending to the underworld, presiding over death and silence. She walked forward step by step, and wherever she passed, all things turned to ice!

No roars, no struggles, only eternal silence.

The powerful mutated Demon Spiders tried to spew corrosive slime or gather energy for attacks, but the slime froze into icy clumps mid-air and fell, and energy attacks were invaded by the chill before they could even leave their bodies, turning both the attack and the Host into ice sculptures!

This was a silent slaughter.

A dance of destruction, born from extreme sorrow, cold enough to evoke despair.

Lin Mo’s chaos light cluster silently followed behind her, sensing the chill that seemed capable of freezing even the Soul, and Su Muxue’s utterly sealed, deadened heart. He knew that Nangong Xuan’s ”departure” had dealt her an unimaginable blow, possibly pushing her towards another extreme.

But he could do nothing at this moment. His power was nearly exhausted from the previous adventure, and his mind was unstable due to self-blame and grief. He could only desperately absorb the surrounding thin, silent Qi (which had actually become somewhat more ”docile” due to Su Muxue’s chill), arduously repairing himself while remaining vigilant for any larger threats that might appear.

And so, Su Muxue advanced, leaving a trail of ice in her wake.

She walked for an unknown distance, killed an unknown number of Demon Spiders, until a relatively open, bizarre forest composed of massive, pale beast bones appeared ahead. Only then did she slowly come to a halt.

The Absolute Zero Domain slowly receded. Her body swayed slightly, her face pale and almost transparent. Clearly, such a reckless, all-out eruption had placed an immense burden on her.

She leaned against a rib as large as a pillar, breathing lightly, her ice-blue eyes gazing into the endless dark abyss, empty and vacant.

Lin Mo flew to her side, hesitated for a moment, then transmitted a faint thread of intent, carrying comfort and inquiry.

Su Muxue did not respond. She only slowly raised her hand, a small cluster of dancing, yet piercingly cold, flame-shaped ice crystals condensing at her fingertips.

She looked at this cluster of ice crystals for a long time. Finally, in a flat, icy tone devoid of any inflection, she spoke softly, as if talking to herself, or perhaps to Lin Mo:

”He said... ’Go’...”

”He stayed behind...”

”...”

The ice crystals shattered at her fingertips, turning into dust that scattered.

She closed her eyes. Two lines of cold, diamond-like tears silently slid down her cheeks. Before they could fall, they froze into two particles of extreme cold, dropping to the ground with a crisp sound.

Infinite sorrow, frozen beneath absolute zero.

Lin Mo remained silent, his chaos light cluster flickering faintly. He knew any words would be pale and powerless at this moment.

Right then, he suddenly perceived that deep within the forest of massive beast bones ahead, something... seemed to have moved.

Not a Demon Spider... It was something heavier, more ancient, carrying a certain... resonance of sorrow... in its aura.