allonlinenovel Chapter 100 The Metamorphosis of the Golden Tentacle
Chapter 100 The Metamorphosis of the Golden Tentacle
Following the sound of water droplets that seemed to come from near and far in his mind, Yan Huai walked to a reflective surface of water. When he leaned down to look, it seemed that something was being reflected on it.
Snow-capped mountains, an ancient bronze door, and an indistinct monster...
What are these?
Yan Huai frowned and took a few steps closer. His footsteps were so light that they didn't even splash a drop of water, but the scene on the water's surface shattered instantly as he approached, as if it had been disturbed.
The next moment, a tentacle wrapped in golden liquid suddenly shot out from under the water surface directly in front of Yan Huai, so fast that no one could react in time.
Yan Huai's expression hardened slightly as he leaped to the side, but the tentacle had already narrowly grazed the fabric on his left chest, leaving behind a trail of acrid black smoke.
It's corrosive! Yan Huai has always been somewhat wary of such things, so he naturally avoids them whenever possible.
However......
*Choo-choo-choo*
More and more sounds of air being torn apart came from all directions, and the golden tentacles emerging from the water's surface gave Yan Huai almost no chance to land. This situation was indeed somewhat similar to the Wind Formation that the Yan family members had used on him before, except that these tentacles were much more deadly than those wind blades.
Thinking of this, Yan Huai took out the Branding Blade from his system space. As the icy touch traveled from his palm straight to his heart, he felt a pang of nostalgia. He could count the number of times he'd used this blade on one hand, even though it had always been within easy reach...
Zheng——
While wielding his sword to block the golden tentacles that were within reach, Yan Huai took the time to observe the shape and weaknesses of these tentacles.
Their skin is tough and transparent, and even has a certain degree of corrosiveness. The reason it has a golden hue is probably because of the golden liquid flowing inside the tentacles. This golden liquid is like the blood transported between human organs, which can maintain the vitality of the tentacles.
But what about the source of the gold? If the wind blades can be manipulated by humans, then these tentacles must also have their own reasons for being created.
Yan Huai pondered deeply. In this sea of consciousness, he couldn't sense a trace of human presence. It was as if everything here was meant to be this way. In fact, these tentacles had existed even longer than the last time Zhang Qiling's soul was affected.
The only possibility is that Zhang Qiling's sea of consciousness had long been influenced, restricted, or rather, controlled by the ultimate secret of the world in the book, so it could only become like this...
Yan Huai tightened his grip on the branding knife, his pupils instantly turning into vertical slits, faintly filled with a chilling crimson light—since he went to such lengths to create all this, Zhang Qiling's consciousness must be hidden here, he just hadn't found it yet...
The blades slashed at the golden tentacles with almost frenzied speed. From the outside, Yan Huai, who was trapped inside, was completely invisible. Only the flashes of chilling sparks proved that there was still a living person there.
With each step Yan Huai took, he sensed the movement beneath his feet, but the appearance of these tentacles was completely unpredictable, both in terms of timing and location. They followed him wherever he went, and there was no trace of evil energy about them. He also didn't know if blood would be of any use...
Whatever the use, let's give it a try!
As Yan Huai frowned and blocked the attack from behind, he let the blade slice across his left palm. Some of the blood flowed into the water at his feet, while some splashed onto the surrounding tentacles.
But the result disappointed Yan Huai. The tentacles remained lively, and the blood seemed to have no effect on them. So he started thinking of other methods, but in the next second, when the blade he swung hit the tentacle, it actually split the tentacle in two!
The surface of the tentacle seemed to be softened by Yan Huai's blood, but he was unable to cut it off due to the angle.
However... a strange light flashed in Yan Huai's eyes, and he leaped up and swung the blood-stained Branding Blade at the other tentacles.
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As the blade flashed, the tentacle was indeed severed in half, and the golden liquid sprayed out in all directions.
Seeing this, Yan Huai relaxed a little. After avoiding the gold liquid that was emitting strange gas, he raised his left hand and smeared the blade of the branding knife with blood.
Now that he knew the weaknesses of these tentacles, Yan Huai found it much easier to kill them. Although he didn't know why this was happening, ultimately, as long as they were useful, that was enough! He quickly cleared out a "clean space" so that his gaze could search around Zhang Qiling's sea of consciousness.
Although the sea of consciousness is vast, Yan Huai entered it in the form of mental energy, so he should try to maintain his human form as much as possible to avoid using too much mental energy and not being able to return in time if an accident happens outside.