Chapter 1896: 1995: Peril Turned to Safety

Han Yan let out a bitter smile of helplessness. It was the same act of risking one’s life, sparing no expense to give their all, but the power of her Heavenly Stone had been exhausted. Even if she now used the Blood Sacrifice Technique to unleash her potential, it would only be that of an Initial God Heart Priest, whereas Ou Pingxuan was a genuine Tenth Rank Divine Heart Priest. The difference was immense and self-evident.

However, her earlier strike was not completely ineffective. She keenly noticed that a tiny crack had appeared in the domain.

"Quickly, go!" Han Yan suddenly pointed in the direction of the crack, shouting to Sikong Qinglan and the others.

Sikong Qinglan and the others also vaguely sensed the change in the domain. Without hesitation, they immediately rushed towards the crack, but after just two steps, they simultaneously stopped.

Because as soon as Han Yan’s voice fell, she collapsed powerlessly to the ground. Lady Mu, having lived two lives, understood the preciousness of life more than anyone else. Her attitude towards life could even be described as reverent, which was why she never easily harmed others unless absolutely necessary. Faced with an opportunity to escape, she naturally did not want to miss it, but alas, she had reached the limits of her strength.

"Master Priest!"

"Han Yan!" Sikong Qinglan and the others gritted their teeth and unexpectedly turned back, rushing towards Han Yan.

Just as they reached Han Yan’s side, they all spat blood in unison and fell to one knee. Previously, at the edge of the domain, they could barely hold on with their strength. Now, closer to the center of the domain, they had no power to resist.

In just an instant, their faces turned deathly pale, and blood continuously seeped from the corners of their mouths.

"Fools, why did you come back?" Han Yan said with a bitter smile, barely able to open her eyes.

"We’ll leave together!" Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe grasped Han Yan’s hands from both sides. They spoke of leaving together, but their internal organs were nearly torn to shreds by the chaotic force, leaving them with no strength to move.

Han Yan gave a faint smile. If this was indeed the end, having such friends by her side was a blessing.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Wen Gaoren’s loud roar reached her ears.

Han Yan turned her head slightly and saw him giving his all to squeeze through the crack in the Barrier. That old man, clinging to her, always calling her master, ran so fast! Han Yan thought with a bit of self-mockery, but she held no blame towards him. That was her intention all along. Since she couldn’t escape, it was best if at least one person could get away. She was no believer in dragging others down with her at death.

However, Han Yan quickly realized she was wrong.

"Master Priest, hold on a little longer!" Wen Gaoren shouted as he took out dozens of Array Plates while running, setting them up outside the domain, and began forming Hand Formations.

Soon, the Array activated. A fantastical glass-like glow rose up, and Han Yan clearly felt the chaotic forces within the domain diminish significantly, as if converging into a torrent that surged into Wen Gaoren’s Array. The Array, like a small black hole, continuously absorbed the forces from the domain.

Han Yan and the others immediately felt a lightness on their bodies, and the pressure considerably eased.

Wen Gaoren had such a useful item on him! Why had he never mentioned it before? Han Yan rejoiced inwardly. The masked elder, already severely injured, was at his end. A little more delay and he would die without anyone needing to act. Hence, he was not a concern; the real fear lay in the domain itself.

Three mutually restraining Powers of Laws filled the area, their clash uncontrollable even by the opposite side. Should the domain ultimately collapse and explode, they would all perish within it. But now, with Wen Gaoren’s Array drawing in the Powers of Laws, there was no risk of explosion. Just hold on a little longer; once that masked elder was dead, they would be safe.

But Han Yan’s joy was short-lived as she quickly fell back into despair.

Wen Gaoren’s Array Plates were evidently not completely refined, and the Array had significant flaws. As the chaotic Powers of Laws continuously surged in, he began to cough up large quantities of blood, clearly suffering backlash from the Array.

Wen Gaoren’s face grew increasingly pale, and his body started to sway. At this rate, he would collapse before exhausting the enemy.

"A mere Ninth Rank Divine Priest, dreaming of stopping a chariot with arms, prepare to die!" Ou Pingxuan saw through Wen Gaoren’s intentions, and with a contemptuous sneer, he had already gambled his life and wouldn’t let a mere Ninth Rank Divine Priest ruin things.

He knew obtaining the Array Formation Technique from Han Yan was impossible. The only course was to kill her to preserve a sliver of hope for the Lingyu Divine Hall and the Ou Family.

While sneering, Ou Pingxuan shakily formed Hand Formations again, making the Powers of Laws within the domain even more chaotic and violent, and the flow of forces injected into Wen Gaoren’s Array multiplied exponentially.

Wen Gaoren could no longer withstand the backlash from the Array, letting out a muffled groan as he collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

Han Yan felt a deep gloom in her heart. This time, it seemed there was no one left to save them.

"Master Priest, hold... hold on a little longer..." Wen Gaoren, however, did not give up, struggling to crawl back to the edge of the Array, once again forming Hand Formations. Blood gushed from his mouth, staining the black priest robe on his chest a dark purple.

Even though he had also gambled his life, the disparity in cultivation was too great. After holding on for only a moment, he let out another muffled groan and was thrown back.

Within the domain, the Powers of Laws suddenly surged once more. Earlier, Han Yan’s use of the Blood Sacrifice Technique had left her gravely weakened. It was a miracle she’d endured until now, but finally, she reached her limit, her vision went black, and she fainted.

"Master!" Just before she lost consciousness, she heard a familiar, long shout, and saw a desolate figure rushing towards the Array Wen Gaoren had set up.

Duan Cheng’an, why was he here? With such surprise and confusion, Han Yan lost consciousness.

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Han Yan did not know how much time had passed. Gradually, she regained consciousness, but it was in complete darkness. She tried hard to open her eyes, but her body didn’t respond at all, feeling as though her soul had been freed from her body’s constraints.

Could it be that she had ultimately died? Han Yan recalled the last scene she saw before losing consciousness. Although Wen Gaoren had given it his all, it was clear he could not withstand the masked elder, nor could he endure the backlash from the Array.

If nothing had gone unexpectedly, not only she but also Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe, and the others would likely not survive, and Wen Gaoren would probably not escape either. The power of the eventual domain explosion was simply beyond his ability to withstand. Moreover, he was critically injured trying to save her.

At this thought, Han Yan felt some guilt. If she had known, she might have taken him as an apprentice, at least letting him have one less regret alive.

Han Yan suddenly thought of the final appearance of Duan Cheng’an and his worried, caring shout of "Master". Perhaps he regretted his former actions. But even if he came in time, what help could he provide? Despite his talent in Array Formation, his cultivation was far below Wen Gaoren, especially after being severely injured himself.

Thinking it over, she figured she couldn’t have escaped this tribulation. However, since she was already dead, how could she still have consciousness? Was it the next Reincarnation?

Yet, given the Life and Death Nine Tribulations, Nine Tribulations Return to One, she shouldn’t have the chance for another Reincarnation, but instead experience Silent Annihilation, disappearing forever. Han Yan found herself puzzled.

"Han Yan, Han Yan, Master Priest..." Suddenly, Han Yan heard Ling Baobao and Sikong Qinglan anxiously calling in her ears.

"No, I am not dead yet!" Han Yan felt her spirit surge, and waves of pain flooded her mind.

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