Lin Yaoyao rode her Flying Sword, carrying Bai Li and Shen Mo across the Soul Severing Cliff. The Flying Sword was like a cold beam of light, tearing through the firmament and piercing straight into the nine heavens. Beneath the Soul Severing Cliff, the astral winds were as sharp as blades, letting out ear-piercing shrieks as they continuously battered the trio's protective spiritual power. Bai Li tightly gripped Lin Yaoyao's sleeve, feeling the immense impact of the astral winds. Her face was flushed red, and her long silver hair danced wildly in the wind like a piece of spirited brocade. Her white tail was pressed firmly against her back, trembling slightly with the vibration of the Flying Sword. She looked up at Lin Yaoyao, a hint of worry in her eyes, yet filled with trust in her.
Shen Mo sat cross-legged at the rear of the Flying Sword, her hands forming seals to stabilize her posture while assisting Lin Yaoyao in controlling the sword's direction and Speed. She injected spiritual power into the Flying Sword to enhance its stability, constantly monitoring the changes in the surrounding astral winds and adjusting the flight path to ensure they could safely pass through the layer of astral winds. Her expression was solemn, a trace of worry between her brows as her gaze remained fixed ahead, not daring to relax for a moment.
The Flying Sword shook and jolted violently amidst the howling astral winds, looking like a lonely, fragile leaf in a tempestuous sea, seemingly on the verge of being ruthlessly overturned at any second. Standing atop the Flying Sword, Lin Yaoyao's expression was grave to the extreme, as if facing a formidable enemy. Fine beads of sweat had already seeped out from her smooth forehead, each one crystal clear like morning dew.
However, she did not retreat a single step. Instead, she continuously poured her own spiritual power into the Flying Sword beneath her feet. With the constant input of spiritual power, the Flying Sword flickered with a faint but resilient light, struggling to maintain its precarious balance. Meanwhile, Lin Yaoyao gripped the hilt tightly, her slender knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force. She focused entirely on controlling the flight direction, with every minute adjustment requiring immense effort and energy.
She gritted her teeth, her lips pressed into a line, and her eyes revealed an incomparably determined look without the slightest hint of fear or slackness. One had to know that the ferocity of the astral winds at the Soul Severing Cliff far exceeded her previous imagination. With the slightest carelessness, even a tiny mistake, she could very likely fall instantly into the bottomless abyss, shattered into pieces and beyond redemption.
Finally, that cold-glinting Flying Sword, like a bolt of lightning, carried the three of them through the layers of astral winds at an incredible Speed, successfully reaching the other side of the terrifying Soul Severing Cliff. Along the way, the astral winds surged like angry waves, howling in an attempt to tear them to shreds, but the Flying Sword moved forward steadily like a stabilizing pillar.
Lin Yaoyao gripped the hilt tightly, concentrating fully on controlling the Flying Sword, her forehead already covered in fine sweat. As they drew closer to the safe zone, her heartbeat gradually slowed down. When the Flying Sword finally broke through the last layer of violent astral winds, the heavy stone in her heart finally dropped.
At that moment, a soft cry escaped Lin Yaoyao's lips, as crisp and pleasant as an oriole leaving a valley, yet containing a powerful force. As the Hand Seals she performed changed continuously, the cold-glinting Flying Sword seemed to receive a mysterious command and began to slowly descend toward the ground.
The lush, green grass below was now overwhelmed by the fierce, blade-like astral winds and had long since collapsed to the ground. The tender green blades were like rice stalks blown down by a gale, losing their former vitality and vigor. Between the flattened grass, patches of bare rock were revealed, covered in crisscrossing cracks that were startling to behold. These cracks seemed to silently tell of the violent winds and devastation this place had once endured.
Accompanied by a slight but audible vibration, the Flying Sword finally landed steadily on this vast, empty land. Immediately after, three figures quickly leaped down from the sword. The moment their feet touched the solid earth, a long-lost sense of security surged into their hearts, causing them to let out a long sigh of relief in unison.
Lin Yaoyao gently raised her jade-like hand and gave a slight beckoning motion toward the air. The Flying Sword that had just landed acted as if it possessed intelligence, transforming into a dazzling streak of light and flying back into her hand at extreme Speed. Once the Flying Sword was in her grasp, Lin Yaoyao gave a casual wave, and the streak of light, like a tired bird returning to its nest, quickly vanished into the exquisite Storage Ring on her finger.
She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, let out a long breath, and muttered to herself, "We finally made it across..." Her voice was soft, but it couldn't hide the sense of relief within. Standing on this strange land filled with a dangerous aura, they knew that unknown challenges and hardships still awaited them, but at least for now, they had successfully crossed the first major hurdle.
Bai Li also released Lin Yaoyao's sleeve, stretched her somewhat stiff body, and a relaxed smile appeared on her face. "Sister Yaoyao, you are amazing!" Her tone carried a hint of admiration. Just now on the Flying Sword, she had witnessed firsthand how Lin Yaoyao, with her superb sword-riding skills and powerful spiritual power, had brought them safely through the astral wind layer of the Soul Severing Cliff, causing her respect for Lin Yaoyao to grow spontaneously.
Shen Mo drifted gracefully down from the Flying Sword, her lotus steps light as she quickly arrived by Lin Yaoyao's side. Her elegant and refined face showed deep concern as she asked softly, "Yaoyao, are you alright? Are you injured anywhere?" As she spoke, Shen Mo reached out her jade hand, gently placing it on Lin Yaoyao's shoulder, her gaze carefully scanning her.
Lin Yaoyao's face was slightly pale, having lost its color like a sheet of white paper; her breathing was also not as steady as usual, appearing somewhat hurried and disordered. Seeing this, Shen Mo's heart tightened, and a look of worry quietly crept into her beautiful eyes.
Lin Yaoyao shook her head slightly and replied in a somewhat weak voice, "Don't worry, Sister Mo, I'm fine. I just consumed a bit too much spiritual power during that fierce battle with the demon creature earlier." After saying that, she raised her right hand and slowly reached toward the Storage Ring on her left index finger. With a flash of light, a Medicinal Pill emitting a faint fragrance appeared in her palm.
Lin Yaoyao placed the Medicinal Pill into her mouth without hesitation. As soon as it entered, it melted instantly, turning into a warm and gentle current of air that flowed down her throat. This warm current seemed to possess a life of its own, quickly spreading to her limbs and all her meridians, bringing a sensation of incomparable comfort wherever it passed.
In just a few moments, the warm current gathered at Lin Yaoyao's Dantian. Her previously parched and exhausted Dantian was now like parched earth receiving sweet rain, greedily sucking in the nourishment of this spiritual power. Gradually, Lin Yaoyao could clearly feel the spiritual power within her body recovering at an incredible Speed. At the same time, the fatigue caused by the excessive consumption of spiritual power receded like a tide, replaced by a refreshed and energetic state.