Chapter 975 Long Time No See, Chi You

"My Lord——!"

The moment he entered the inner world, Yan, who had been calling Yang Yun for an unknown period of time, flew out anxiously from the Wenwang Seven Star Sword, which had been restored to its original state, and circled around Yang Yun, with a worried look on his face: "My Lord, what happened? Since entering that light column, I have completely lost the ability to sense the outside world. No matter how I call you, I can't get a response..."

"Sorry, Yan, I made you worry."

Seeing the familiar companion return to his side, Yang Yun was relieved. Although he didn't know why the Lord God sent him to the Silent Hill world instead of the Watcher as originally agreed, fortunately, Yan was still by his side: "I just got lost for a while."

"...As long as you are okay."

Seeing that Yang Yun didn't intend to mention it, Yan would not try to touch him again. But when she looked at the scenery around her, the worried look on her face suddenly turned into a solemn state.

Above her head, there was a red sky as if it was stained with blood.

Under his feet, there was a whole lake of blood with a strong smell that made people unable to breathe.

And all around, there was overwhelming darkness. Even if it seemed to contain some powerful energy, even the fire on Yan's body could not illuminate it. Only the Jianmu behind Yang Yun could support a safe space.

"What a bad breath..."

Although it was a fire unicorn, Yan's state at this moment was like a frightened animal, and even the hair on his head seemed to stand up: "Boundless malice and the breath of death, as if the whole world was dead..."

"My Lord, what is this place...?"

"The inner world of Silent Hill."

Yang Yun sighed. Of course, he could also feel the pervasive black breath from the outside world. Although it was blocked by Jianmu, the "death" that was completely opposite to "life" still made him quite uncomfortable: "Although you only need to fully stimulate the light of the mind to come here, but from now on..."

The light of the mind.

It is the beginning of transcendence and immortality, the most fundamental belief in the depths of the creature's heart, and a power full of infinite possibilities.

If you fully stimulate the light of your soul, you can break free from the shackles of the surface world and come to the inner world of Silent Hill. This is what Yang Yun understood after he regained his memory... But just looking at the current environment, you can know that it is completely different from the situation in your memory. This world has become a dangerous place.

——And the more dangerous the place, the more powerful and terrifying the enemy will be.

"Go this way."

After closing his eyes and sensing the energy distribution around him, Yang Yun quickly found the direction to move forward. He took a step forward, and although Yan had many doubts in his heart, he could only follow.

One person and one fire unicorn walked quietly in the darkness. I don't know how long they walked, but from the darkness in front of them came a very weak sound that seemed to be the sound of wind and singing.

——This is...

At first, it was fine. Yan was able to completely ignore the sound, but as the sound became louder and louder, Yan could only be forced to understand the meaning of the song. But no matter how she analyzed it, she could only get some unwritten chaos from the sound...

And the more she listened attentively, the more confused Yan was. Looking at Yang Yun's back, who turned a deaf ear to the whispering song and just moved forward with one heart, Huo Qilin, who was also well-informed, finally asked: "My Lord, if I heard it correctly, this song is..."

"Holy song, you guessed it right."

Yang Yun answered casually: "But the source is the body of a dead saint of all races, so this holy song is so weak. And the sound you hear now is because the saint is too powerful. After descending to this plane, the plane produces the sound of pain... People leave their shadows, and the dead leave their voices, that's why."

"...What?"

This time, Yan was really shocked by Yang Yun's words. You have to know that saints are not immortals. There are only more than 3,900 saints in the entire multiverse, and they are all above immortals in terms of status and strength... But in this world, one of them fell silently?

"We're here."

Just as Yan couldn't stop thinking, Yang Yun suddenly stopped. And Jianmu also shone brightly at this moment, illuminating everything in front of him.

——That was a huge spider corpse.

The corpse was so huge that it even surpassed the mountains. Its body was covered with traces of battle: there were traces of burning by flames, there were scars frozen by frost, and there were torn wounds. However, the most fatal injuries were two: one was a wound that penetrated the head, and the other was a slash scar that almost split the entire giant spider body in two from top to bottom.

"The Saint of All Races, Atlak-Nakea."

Yang Yun looked up at the spider corpse in front of him: "The ancestor of the spider clan, he loves to parasitize the human race, use the corpses to produce his own offspring, and weave his own spider web with the bones of the human race."

"Atlak-Nakea, only one step away from reaching the high-level saint, there was also a record of him in the database of my Qilin clan, but I didn't expect him to die here..."

Facing the huge spider corpse that still had the pressure of the superior even after death, Yan's aura became a little unstable. Obviously, everything she saw gave her a great shock: "Such a powerful saint of all races, who killed him..."

"There is a stone tablet." Yang Yun slightly magnified the light, allowing Yan to see a stone tablet not far away. The words on the stone tablet seemed to be carved directly with a weapon, and every stroke showed a monstrous murderous aura...

"Chi You of the human race, killed the saint of all races Atlak-Nakeya here!"

"Chi You of the human race?" Yan looked at the stone tablet and muttered to himself: "What is it..."

"Zheng!"

Before Yan finished speaking, a bloody and terrifying blood wind and a dark and pure destructive murderous aura turned into a long knife and attacked fiercely, as if to cut the only light source in the darkness, that is, Yang Yun, in half!

However, at this moment, Jianmu, which had been standing quietly, suddenly shone with light, and the branches seemed to have their own consciousness, hanging down one after another, weaving into an indestructible barrier. Although the knife force was like a raging wave, it seemed to have found its home under the protection of Jianmu. All the violence and ferocity disappeared instantly when it touched those branches. The air around him became quiet at this moment, as if even time had frozen...

"Long time no see..."

During this battle of attack and defense, Yang Yun slowly turned his head and looked at the terrifying man with blood-red long hair, who looked like a god or a demon behind him.

"Chi You." (End of this chapter)