blogombal Chapter 772 Separately
Chapter 772 Separately
"As expected, I also obtained a kind of elemental power in Xumi." Paimon's eyes flashed with excitement, and he was extremely happy about this new discovery.
Hearing Paimon's words, Kong nodded slightly, his eyes revealing curiosity and scrutiny of the newly acquired elemental power.
Then, he slowly drew out his edgeless sword, the sword blade gleaming with an ancient luster, as if telling the story of a past battle.
Kong took a deep breath and swung forward suddenly. His movements were crisp and clear, with a sense of courage and determination. In an instant, three emerald green arrows shot out forward like arrows from a bow, so fast that people could barely blink.
Wherever the green arrow struck, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, creating visible ripples. The ripples quickly spread, and the surrounding light was slightly distorted, demonstrating the power of this force.
As the light arrow flew, it exuded a faint, grassy fragrance, as if carrying the vibrant vitality of the earth. It seemed that the attack power granted by this newly acquired elemental power was indeed not to be underestimated.
"Hmm... that's pretty good. Okay, let's keep going. I hope nothing unexpected happens."
Lin Feng looked at the three green arrows flying away, nodded slightly, and a look of relief appeared on his face.
Although he was feeling extremely unwell at the moment, he still forced himself to pay attention to everything around him. After hearing Lin Feng's words, Kong nodded and gently withdrew the sword with a skillful and graceful movement.
Then, he slowly sat down, leaning against the broad back of the Bache, enjoying this rare moment of relaxation. It had to be said that having the Bache as a means of transportation was truly convenient. This was the first time Kong had felt his journey was so relaxing and comfortable. No longer having to travel long distances saved him a lot of energy.
"Now that we've arrived at Mount Xumi, our first goal should be to meet the Little King of Auspicious Grass. Hopefully, as the God of Wisdom, he can provide us with useful intelligence. It seems none of the three countries we met with could offer us any concrete clues. However, based on rumors, he doesn't seem to be the one who took the traveler's sister."
After hearing what Paimon said, Lin Feng nodded. He frowned slightly and said seriously, "That's definitely not the case. Since the fall of Kanrea, the first generation of the Grass God died in battle. The current second generation of the Grass God is only 500 years old. If he says he left Sora in Teyvat, I don't believe it anyway."
Paimon nodded to the information provided by Lin Feng. She blinked and said thoughtfully, "That's right. How could a five-hundred-year-old god separate Kong and his sister?" Although Paimon has a lively personality, she also has her own thoughts and judgments on this matter.
"Okay, enough of that. There's someone up ahead, should we ask for directions?" Kong said. He saw a pedestrian walking leisurely not far ahead. The person was wearing a typical Sumeru outfit, an exquisite hat, and carrying a bag full of books. He looked like a scholar.
After hearing Kong's words, Lin Feng instructed Ba Che to descend slowly. Ba Che's massive form landed smoothly on the ground, stirring up a light cloud of dust. Then, Lin Feng looked at the two and said, "You two go ahead. I'll be heading to Xumi City first. I'll meet you there. Remember to arrive early." Lin Feng was now terribly anxious. The pain in his body was a constant constant, making every moment an agony. He urgently needed to find the doctor to address his health issues, and he had no time to stay.
After hearing Lin Feng's words, Kong and Paimeng finally nodded helplessly. "Then Lin Feng, be careful on your journey. The Traveler and I will meet you in Xumi City as soon as possible." Paimeng said with concern, her face full of worry. After hearing Paimeng's words, Lin Feng nodded, and then asked Ba Che to continue heading towards Xumi City.
As Lin Feng continued forward, Nashida, imprisoned in the distant Jingshan Palace, suddenly opened her eyes. Her clear eyes, like the depths of a lake, now revealed a hint of surprise. Her gaze, seemingly unrestricted by space, gazed directly in Lin Feng's direction, as if it could penetrate layers of obstacles and see his frail figure.
"What's wrong, Lord Grass God?" An old voice rang out the moment Nashida opened her eyes. A man in a bachelor's garb stood not far from Nashida, gazing at her. He had gray hair and wore glasses. His eyes revealed respect for Nashida, but a sinister glint lingered deep within them.
Hearing this voice, Nashida remained silent but continued to close her eyes, recalling the familiar aura in her mind. She pondered to herself, "That familiar aura, is it him? What am I thinking? How could a human live for hundreds of years? Even the holder of the Eye of God wouldn't have such a long lifespan. If it really is him, with his knowledge, he can surely resolve this crisis easily."
Nashida shook her head, clearing away the distracting thoughts. She thought she was just imagining things, perhaps just an ordinary anthropologist. However, that moment from centuries ago remained etched deeply in Nashida's mind, a memory that remained like a brand, unforgettable. It was just that so much time had passed, and she found it hard to believe that person's vitality could still be so strong.
Lin Feng, who Nashida had considered full of vitality, was now half-dead. The pain in his body made him too lazy to move. There was nothing he could do. The pain was simply too much. It felt like countless needles piercing his body, penetrating deep into his bones. Lin Feng had already tried his best to maintain his body's original state, but it was still ineffective. Threads of elemental energy continued to escape uncontrollably.
As for why Lin Feng didn't directly use the power of the Abyss, it was because he simply couldn't focus. While the Abyss's healing power was terrifying, capable of rapidly healing all kinds of injuries and restoring strength, its assimilative nature was equally terrifying. If he used the power of the Abyss excessively, Lin Feng feared he would gradually be assimilated by it, losing his true self. To prevent his years of hard work from going to waste, Lin Feng could only use the power of authority to suppress the elemental forces within his body, forcibly controlling their flow.
But even so, his body continued to slowly disintegrate, though this disintegration was invisible from the outside. The changes within his body were like a silent war, with various elemental forces clashing and colliding with each other, gradually damaging his body's functions. This disintegration was also very slow, with no noticeable effects for ten days or half a month. However, the pain was real, tormenting Lin Feng every minute and every second.