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Chapter 223 Is this the emotion he once lost?



Chapter 223 Is this the emotion he once lost?

Forbidden Land

As they watched the radiant beauty of the eighth-tier Wei Chu Ruowei depart from the forbidden land, the several Dharma Aspects all revealed expectant expressions.

You must understand, they have been imprisoned in this sunless place for many years, so long that they have almost become a taboo legend in the fairyland, nearly forgotten.

The long period of imprisonment made each Dharma Aspect yearn for freedom. However, they did not have the invisible ability to penetrate the seal like Shui Qingli, nor could they transform others like Wei Churuo and leave the seal by using other people's bodies. Therefore, they could only watch helplessly as one or two Dharma Aspects went outside to breathe fresh air.

All that's left is envy.

However, they did not find the waiting time too difficult. After all, they had waited for thousands of years, so what was a day or two more?

At least there is still hope for freedom, isn't there?

So, during this period of eager anticipation, the third-tier Yin Chen, having nothing better to do, summoned the Fuyin Qin and began to play, while the fourth-tier You Fuyun and the sixth-tier Sa Rui chatted idly, and the seventh-tier Ba Feng and the tenth-tier Martial God Ling mingled together as always...

As for the absent fifth-order Zhen and ninth-order Xingchen, the former was still recuperating in his residence, while the latter had just finished wooing the innocent and lovely Aizhen and went back to the small house at the top of the tower to flirt with his apprentice.

As always, Yue Yuanming sat lazily on the throne, propping his head up in the standard pose, his gaze fixed on the empty seat beside him, but his expression had darkened somewhat.

If he could get out, he would definitely bring Qingli back immediately.

However, at this moment, a sudden change disrupted the rare harmonious atmosphere of Mutian Pavilion (after all, with one less person who loved to fight, it was naturally much quieter and more harmonious).

Suddenly, the gate to the forbidden land lit up. Amidst the wary gazes of all the Dharma Images, a dazzling pink beam of light separated from the gate—or rather, burst in from the outside—like a shooting star streaking across the sky, swiftly flying past the Dharma Images and landing on Yue Yuanming, who sat in the highest seat.

The familiar immortal power left Yue Yuanming with no chance to resist; even his primordial spirit seemed to tremble in the light.

Is this...my emotion?

After a brief moment of stunned silence, past memories suddenly flooded Yue Yuanming's mind. However, unlike before, these memories, which had seemed like black and white photographs, were now vividly colored by the emotions of his return.

The anticipation and surprise at first sight, the possessiveness and passion when in love, the pain and confusion when breaking up, the reluctance and relief when parting... Frame by frame, scene by scene, like sharp, colorful fragments deeply embedded in the soul, leaving indelible marks in the heart.

Everything from the past is still vivid in my mind. That figure, which has never disappeared, becomes even clearer and more vivid under the impact of this extreme joy and sorrow.

Overwhelmed by emotion, Yue Yuanming's primordial spirit was briefly thrown into chaos. Unconsciously, he unleashed a powerful burst of immortal energy, forcing the Dharma forms that had just maintained a serene and peaceful demeanor to quickly form a shield with their immortal energy to resist Yue Yuanming's oppressive aura as much as possible.

The forbidden land was thrown into chaos.

Fortunately, the terrifying pressure dissipated not long afterward as Yue Yuanming regained his senses, and the Dharma Aspects were able to withdraw their shields, revealing expressions of relief at surviving a disaster.

"Little Lingzi, are you alright?" Bafeng looked at the Martial God Ling beside him with a hint of worry.

After all, Wu Shenling is a tenth-level being, and theoretically speaking, he is the weakest Dharma Aspect. However, the situation was special just now, and he didn't even have time to help Wu Shenling.

"Brother Feng, I'm fine." Martial God Ling pulled out the Soul Martial Halberd stuck in the ground. If he hadn't been quick-witted enough to summon his weapon to defend himself, he probably would have been injured.

You Fuyun and Sa Rui straightened their slightly disheveled robes and looked closely. Yue Yuanming was still sitting on the throne without any change, as if nothing had happened.

They exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes—

What was that beam of light just now?

Why would it affect Yue Yuanming?

The stronger third-tier Yin Chen naturally noticed the immortal power carried by that beam of light, which was identical to that of Yue Yuanming, and he also had many questions.

But no one noticed that Yue Yuanming's eyes, hidden beneath his mask, still held lingering emotions that could not be calmed.

Is this... the emotion he once lost?

So... is that why he was angry back then?

The problem that had troubled Yue Yuanming for many years was suddenly cleared up, making him even more eager to see Shui Qingli.

However, he is now inside, and he is outside, with a seal that has been maintained for thousands of years standing between them, preventing him from stepping out of the forbidden area.

This was the first time Yue Yuanming felt that the seal in front of him was so irritating, and also the first time he felt that the ancient fairies who sealed them were so despicable.

【to be continued…】

[TO BE CONTINUED…]


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