Hijacking the Timeline

Chapter 233 233: A Simple and Unpretentious Dream (3)

Translator: CinderTL

The spiritual body had now grown to over ten meters tall, like a radiant energy source, constantly radiating intense mental fluctuations in all directions.

He began testing his mental strength.

With a thought, he summoned his mental energy to lift a large number of domain creatures around him, suspending them in the air.

But soon, domain experts broke free from his mental restraint and turned to glare at his spiritual body.

The spiritual body looked up at the descending giant hand.

A surging torrent of mental energy erupted from its form, causing the space around it to hum and vibrate. This coalesced into an invisible mental shockwave that hurtled skyward.

Boom!

The massive hand's descent visibly slowed.

At that moment, countless mental energy tendrils shot up, bracing against the giant hand and beginning to wrestle with it.

But the hand's power was too immense; he couldn't halt its descent.

Through close-range mental perception, he saw cracks appearing near the hand—the kind that only appeared when space was torn apart. However, these fissures healed too quickly to be noticeable from below.

Clearly, the giant hand's presence was putting immense pressure on this realm.

To withstand this pressure, he continued to unleash his mental energy, absorbing the residual mental energy from the domain creatures of the death domain.

His spiritual body gradually grew to twelve meters tall.

At this point, the spiritual body had become extremely unstable, yet he couldn't control the continued growth of his mental energy.

Realizing this, Feng Qi abandoned his struggle against the giant hand.

His spiritual body instantly surged to the front of his physical brain. Mental energy tendrils then coiled around Liu Yue, Qin Shikong, and the Lord of the Mist.

He charged toward the black veil with them.

His sole thought was to break through the black veil's Domain Field blockade and escape with Liu Yue and the others.

Watching Feng Qi's departure, the Domain Forces clearly understood his intentions and followed suit.

When he reached the black veil barrier, he didn't hesitate. His mental energy tendrils slammed against the veil like madmen, trying to shatter it.

The domain experts arriving from behind also joined the assault on the black veil.

But Feng Qi soon stopped.

With no one blocking it, the giant hand resumed its descent at an accelerated pace.

If he didn't stop the hand's descent, they might be crushed beneath it before breaking through the black veil.

With this thought, Feng Qi lowered Liu Yue and the others with his mental energy tendrils and turned his gaze toward the sky.

He decided to confront the descending giant hand, buying the domain experts time to break through the black veil.

Seeing him prepare to fly upward, the Lord of the Mist suddenly spoke:

"Wait, let me lend you a hand!"

The Lord of the Mist opened his mouth and began spewing qi blood.

All the Qi and Blood Power he had previously absorbed erupted from him, coalescing into a massive, crimson battle axe.

Gray mist swirled around the axe's handle, giving it a formidable and imposing appearance.

Without hesitation, he used his spiritual body to grasp the crimson axe.

At that moment, three energy gems flew toward him.

"Don't resist this power. Let it merge with you. It will greatly enhance your spiritual body's strength and prevent it from collapsing easily."

Feng Qi, who had been about to swat the gems away, immediately stopped.

As the three gems embedded themselves in the back of his spiritual body, he felt a surging wave of spiritual energy radiating from them. The energy automatically traced patterns around him.

His previously unstable spiritual body gradually stabilized.

He turned to see where the gems had come from and discovered that the Spirit Energy Clan members were the ones who had thrown them.

Immediately after, various Domain Powerhouses joined in.

Their amplification abilities cascaded onto him.

Moments later, his spiritual body had completely transformed.

In his right hand, he wielded a battle axe forged from pure qi blood. Three gems on his back stabilized his spiritual body, while a necklace of beast fangs adorned his neck. On his left middle finger, a black ring amplified his mental strength.

Beyond his equipment, a series of art magic enhancements enveloped him.

A multicolored aura now surrounded him, as if a deity had descended, radiating surging energy in all directions.

Looking skyward again, he soared upward.

The crimson battle axe crashed against the descending giant hand, momentarily halting its descent.

The ring on his left hand blazed with brilliant light, extending countless tendrils of mental energy that whipped furiously at the giant hand.

The aura surrounding him continuously surged with enhancements as he attacked.

Under his relentless assault, the giant hand's descent slowed further.

Meanwhile, below, the Domain Powerhouses desperately slammed against the black veil, trying to shatter it.

But the veil proved stubbornly resilient, withstanding every attack without a scratch.

Just as despair threatened to engulf them, a member of the Spirit Energy Clan stepped forward once more.

First, he signaled everyone to stop attacking and then produced a circular ring, pressing it against the black veil.

After a brief pause, countless intricate patterns emerged on the veil's surface.

These patterns intertwined, revealing streaks of energy coursing through the lines.

"Attack the glowing energy lines—these are the formation's energy conduits. Destroying these nodes will drastically weaken the formation's power."

Hearing this, the domain creatures immediately focused their attacks on the formation's energy conduits.

This time, their assault proved effective.

Following the Spirit Energy Clan member's instructions, they concentrated their attacks along the energy flow paths, focusing their destructive efforts.

Under their relentless assault, concentric rings of energy ripples rippled across the black veil.

Seeing their attacks working, the Domain Forces finally glimpsed a chance for survival. Their morale surged, and their assaults grew even more ferocious.

After a long while, with a crisp cracking sound, a tear appeared in the black veil.

Feng Qi, who had been closely monitoring the situation below, abandoned his struggle against the giant hand. In an instant, he descended, swept up the Lord of the Mist, Liu Yue, and Qin Shikong, and flew out through the tear.

With the veil no longer blocking it, the giant hand resumed its descent.

The domain creatures, caught off guard, were sent reeling by the heavy blow, spitting blood on the spot.

Feng Qi couldn't be bothered with their fate. His spiritual body was rapidly dissipating, and he had shrunk back to eight meters in height. He needed to escape the area as quickly as possible.

He flew for over ten li before finally stopping.

At this point, his spiritual body was shedding fragments of mental energy, on the verge of complete collapse.

After landing, he set Liu Yue and the others down.

"Why did you save me?" the Lord of the Mist asked, his voice echoing in his mind.

"Because I liked your face?"

The Lord of the Mist opened his mouth, then fell silent, at a loss for words.

At that moment, his spiritual body exploded into nothingness.

This time, Feng Qi could no longer feel his physical body.

Seeing his spiritual body disintegrate, the Lord of the Mist didn't hesitate and shot into the sky.

"That bastard... so real!"

Watching the Lord of the Mist flee at this critical moment, Feng Qi couldn't help but scoff.

Without the Lord of the Mist's bolstering of his Qi and Blood Power, he immediately felt his consciousness begin to dissipate again.

He also realized he wouldn't live much longer.

With this thought, he spoke:

"A'Yue, your Brother Qi's path is coming to an end. You must keep striving forward on the road ahead."

"Okay."

"Since we're about to part, won't you say some touching farewell words?"

"I won't."

Hearing this, Feng Qi burst into hearty laughter.

"Good brother, take care."

"Mhm." Liu Yue nodded vigorously, his eyes already reddening.

Even for someone not skilled with words, his inner grief was palpable.

At that moment, Feng Qi turned to Qin Shikong, who stood silently beside them.

"Old Taoist, before we part, I have one question for you."

"Ask away. I'll answer truthfully."

"When you cast a divination for me at Victory Academy, what exactly did you see? And why wouldn't you tell me?"

Qin Shikong's face grew wistful. He smiled wryly and gazed toward the setting sun, then replied:

"I've used various methods to glimpse your entire life. The eight characters predict a life of hardship, the six lines show every divination failing, and Qimen reveals you can't distinguish the eight gates... Finally, when I looked to the stars to deduce your destiny, I saw countless branching paths and bizarre twists and turns... I remember thinking, what kind of end could possibly be worthy of such a turbulent journey?"

Hearing this, Feng Qi smiled.

"I once had grand ambitions—to become a technique researcher and contribute to the advancement of cultivation studies... But now my dream is simple: I just want an ideal future, a future without an end."

Qin Shikong's expression softened, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Brother Feng Qi, it's been an honor to walk alongside you."

Feng Qi grinned.

"In the next timeline, we'll continue walking together!"

The sun was setting, painting the sky in hues of twilight.

The three sat on the ground, gazing at the sky and discussing the future.

But gradually, Feng Qi's voice faded...

(End of the Chapter)

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