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

88: Chapter 88: Star Silence Devours Consciousness and the Chase in the WastelandThree black-robed, faceless figures, like envoys from the underworld, floated silently in the gloomy low sky. The cold miasma emanating from them blended with this deathly silent wasteland, yet it carried a nauseatingly evil vitality. The leader, a Late Golden Core Envoy with a Dark Flame Totem carved on his forehead, had an aura like a bottomless cold pool. He was firmly locked onto Su Muxue and Lin Mo, exerting a pressure far exceeding that of the previous Sha Chi Clan general.

The two behind him also possessed Early Golden Core cultivation. Their auras were linked, forming an encirclement that completely blocked all paths of retreat.

“Dark Flame City...” Su Muxue’s heart sank to the bottom. She hadn’t expected the enemy’s tracking to be so fast and precise! Subconsciously, she shielded Lin Mo’s light orb even tighter, holding the zhenyuan remnant sword across her chest. The black-green Lingxiao Sword Intent erupted from her body; though not as vast as the opponent’s, it was as condensed as substance, forcibly cleaving through the encroaching cold aura to protect the small space around her.

“Oh? Not a bad Sword Intent, but a pity your cultivation is lacking.” The lead envoy let out a contemptuous sneer. His gaze swept over Su Muxue, lingering more on the light orb of Lin Mo in her arms. Even his faceless mask couldn’t entirely hide his curiosity and greed. “What interests me more is this thing... A very strange aura, neither living nor dead, yet able to swallow miasma? Interesting.”

His tone was as if he were evaluating an interesting collectible, filled with a high-and-mighty sense of control.

“What did you do to Senior Brother Nangong?!” Su Muxue demanded sharply, cold light flickering in her ice-blue eyes as she refused to back down.

“Nangong Xuan?” The envoy tilted his head, his voice teasing. “That stubborn bone? He’s hiding well, like a wounded rat, but he won’t last much longer. However, this little toy he left behind before dying...” He pointed to the sword scar on the rock wall where electric arcs were still dancing, “It has sealed a precious sliver of my Saint Clan’s ‘source consciousness.’ Truly damnable. Hand it over obediently, then offer this little light orb to me. Perhaps I can show some mercy and give you a quick end, or even... let you become a member of my Saint Clan?”

The allure and malice in his words were completely undisguised.

“In your dreams!” Su Muxue’s reply was cold and decisive. Hand over Lin Mo? Absolutely impossible!

“Obstinate.” The envoy’s voice instantly turned cold. “Then... die.”

He didn’t make a move himself, merely giving a light wave of his hand.

The figures of the two black-robed envoys at the Early Golden Core stage behind him blurred instantly, turning into two streaks of black smoke wrapped in dark purple miasma, pouncing toward Su Muxue like ghosts! Their speed was startlingly fast!

One went straight for Su Muxue’s face, scrawny claws reaching out with thick miasma coiled around the fingertips that could corrode spiritual light. The other circled behind her eerily, a pitch-black chain condensed from miasma silently coiling toward her feet to restrict her movement.

Their cooperation was seamless, ruthless, and cunning!

Su Muxue was well-prepared; the moment the opponents moved, she moved too!

“Lingxiao — Light Split!”

With a clear shout, she flicked her wrist. The zhenyuan remnant sword instantly manifested over a dozen black-green sword shadows, indistinguishable from the real thing, like a peacock spreading its tail. They precisely struck several weak points of the incoming claws simultaneously! Upon the sword shadows, a piercing Sword Intent erupted, actually forcing back and tearing apart the miasma on the opponent’s claws!

At the same time, her toes tapped the ground, and her figure drifted back like willow catkins in the wind, narrowly avoiding the eerie chain coiling at her feet. She then swung her sword back to slash at the source of the chain!

Clang! Sizzle!

The sounds of clashing metal and energy erosion rang out almost simultaneously!

The envoy attacking from the front felt a sharp pain and bone-chilling cold at his fingertips. He was actually forced back a step by that seemingly broken ancient sword, and the miasma on his hand was purified by nearly half by the Sword Intent! His expression beneath the mask changed slightly; he clearly hadn’t expected this female Cultivator’s Sword Intent to be so sharp that it could directly contend with his miasma.

The envoy who had sneaked up from behind was even more shocked. His miasma chain was usually invincible, yet today it was easily avoided by the opponent, who even managed a counter-strike. The purification power contained within that Sword Intent made him extremely uncomfortable.

In a single exchange, Su Muxue—relying on her newly realized sword path that fused Great Yin Cold Malice and the Lingxiao Noble Intent—actually managed to barely block the combined attack of two Cultivators of the same rank!

But she was not at ease either. Her blood and Qi were churning, and her spiritual energy consumption was massive. The opponents’ power was eerie and poisonous; with every collision, a small amount of miasma tried to corrode its way up the sword blade, requiring her to distract herself by circulating her Profound Yin Power to neutralize it.

“You have some skill, but that’s all.” The lead envoy snorted coldly, seemingly dissatisfied with his subordinates’ performance. He slowly raised his hand, and an even more terrifying, more condensed dark purple energy began to gather in his palm. The energy was as viscous as liquid, and within it, countless pained Souls seemed to be wailing and screaming.

The true threat was about to strike!

At this critical moment—

Lin Mo, who had been silent, sent a thought like cold lightning into Su Muxue’s mind: “Mu Xue, the sword scar! Use your Sword Intent to stimulate that sword scar to the maximum!”

Su Muxue understood instantly! The sword scar left by Senior Brother Nangong contained his powerful Thunder Sword Intent meant to combat miasma; it was the perfect nemesis for the people of Dark Flame City!

Without hesitation, she used the momentum to retreat rapidly, instantly nearing the massive sword scar. Simultaneously, she poured her entire Sword Intent into the zhenyuan remnant sword without reservation and stabbed it fiercely into the rock wall beside the scar!

“Buzz—!!!”

It was as if a spark had fallen into a fuel depot!

The entire sword scar suddenly erupted with dazzling thunderlight! Countless thick electric arcs, like awakened Thunder Dragons, boomed forth, lashing out wildly in all directions without discrimination! That supremely yang and firm Thunder Sword Intent, which could slay evil and break demons, instantly filled the entire space!

“Ah!” “Ugh!”

The two Early Golden Core envoys who were about to pounce again bore the brunt of it. They were struck hard by several violent bolts of lightning, their protective miasma instantly evaporated by more than half. They were sent flying back with screams, black smoke rising from their bodies, clearly suffering significant injuries.

Even the leading Late Golden Core Stage envoy stiffened. He was forced to distract himself by mobilizing miasma to resist this sudden eruption of thunder, causing the terrifying energy gathering in his palm to pause.

Now is the time!

“Go!” Lin Mo shouted urgently!

Su Muxue was already prepared. The moment Lin Mo spoke, she had already activated the earth traveling talisman given by Yan!

An earthy yellow light instantly enveloped her and Lin Mo. Their figures blurred as if merging into the earth, about to vanish underground!

“Trying to run?!” The lead envoy roared. He actually forced himself against the violent thunder and struck out with a palm! That viscous dark purple energy arrived later but struck first, biting toward the two who were about to escape like a venomous snake!

This strike contained the terrifying power of the Late Golden Core Stage as well as the Origin erosion power of the soul-eroding miasma. If it hit solidly, even with the protection of the earth traveling talisman, they would surely be heavily injured or even interrupted from their earth-escape state!

Seeing that they couldn’t completely avoid it—

Lin Mo’s light orb suddenly broke free from Su Muxue’s embrace by half an inch, and that complete Dark Pattern suddenly glowed to its limit!

He didn’t try to block that power. Instead, his Star Core spun frantically, generating a terrifying suction force targeted at a certain ’Core’ within that dark purple energy!

“Devour!”

He wasn’t swallowing all the energy—that was far beyond his current capacity. Instead, he precisely and overbearingly stripped and devoured the most central sliver of ’spirituality’ or ’consciousness’ from the incoming miasma energy!

As if its Soul had been snatched away, that terrifying miasma attack instantly lost most of its agility and variation. Although it still struck the earthy yellow glow with immense power, it failed to stop the final activation of the earth traveling talisman.

Pfft!

Su Muxue spat out a mouthful of blood. Borrowing the force, she clutched Lin Mo and completely merged into the earth, disappearing!

The violent Thunder Sword Intent also slowly subsided at this moment. The sword scar on the rock wall grew much dimmer, as if it had exhausted its final strength.

On the wasteland, only the three envoys of Dark Flame City remained.

The two Early Golden Core ones crawled up in a sorry state, lingering fear in their hearts. The lead envoy stood in place, his faceless mask directed toward where Su Muxue and the other had disappeared, remaining silent.

He slowly raised the hand he had just used to attack. In the center of his palm, the originally condensed miasma was now missing its most central strand, becoming somewhat dull and scattered.

“To actually... be able to directly devour the Saint Clan’s source consciousness...” he whispered to himself. For the first time, his voice carried an unbelievable shock, as well as... a trace of uncontrollable, fanatical greed.

“Pursue!” He suddenly looked up, his voice bone-chillingly cold. “They can’t have gone far! An earth traveling talisman cannot be maintained for long in this place! That burst of Thunder Sword Intent also injured them!”

“Send a signal. Notify all squads in the wasteland to blockade the western region! We must catch them! Especially that light orb—bring it back alive!”

As the order was given, one envoy immediately took out a Bone Flute and blew a silent but space-penetrating sharp vibration.

A large-scale manhunt targeting Su Muxue and Lin Mo suddenly unfolded across this deathly silent wasteland.

Meanwhile, Su Muxue, traveling rapidly underground with the power of the earth traveling talisman, was pale and her aura was disordered. Having taken a hit from a Late Golden Core Stage envoy, even though most of the power was skillfully neutralized by Lin Mo and used to escape, she had still suffered significant internal injuries.

What alarmed her even more was that Lin Mo, in her arms, was flickering rapidly with light. The energy inside his orb was fluctuating violently, even faintly transmitting a sense of agony!

That sliver of ’source consciousness’ he had forcibly devoured was far more difficult and terrifying than he had imagined! Contained within it was a fragment of an ancient and evil will, which was now frantically counterattacking inside his Star Core!