Godlike: Double Penetration of the Starry Sky! A brutal beating of Ge Xiaolun at the start.

Long Wen's eyes narrowed, and he flashed like a ghost, dodging the fatal blow. He knew that a head-on confrontation was not the best strategy; he had to find the giant's weakness. Immediately afterward, the giant countered with another ice shard thrust. The sharp ice shards shot towards Long Wen like arrows, freezing the air in their path and creating wisps of white frost.

Long Wen remained calm and quickly switched to lightning element, his longsword instantly enveloped in purple light. He swung his sword at the ice shards, the lightning colliding with the ice to create a deafening explosion, shattering the ice shards into countless ice shards scattered on the ground.

"This guy is so strong!" Bennett watched in stunned silence, his hands clenching unconsciously. He was both worried about Longwen and deeply attracted by the intense battle.

Chapter 129 Never Moved

Fischl slightly raised her chin, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her arrogant expression: "Hmph, this mortal does have some skill, but compared to this princess, he is probably still lacking." Although she said this, her gaze was fixed on the battlefield, never wavering for a moment.

In the fierce exchange of blows, Long Wen gradually discovered the giant's weakness. He keenly noticed that after each powerful attack, the giant's energy core would briefly experience elemental fluctuations and disturbances. "That's it!" Long Wen thought to himself with delight, but how to accurately strike that core became a problem.

　663 As he pondered, the giant launched another ferocious attack, this time a surging torrent of water crashing down, the water as powerful as a tide, seemingly about to completely engulf Long Wen. Long Wen leaped into the air, forcefully twisting his body to avoid most of the impact, but was still grazed by the edge of the water, causing him to stagger.

"Long Wen!" Zhou Li, watching from afar, exclaimed in alarm upon seeing the scene, her eyes filled with worry. She moved to rush forward, but Chong Yun beside her grabbed her arm: "Don't be impulsive, trust him!"

After regaining his footing, Long Wen's eyes flashed with determination. He quickly switched to the water element, his hands moving to manipulate the surrounding water vapor, condensing it into an extremely thin but powerful stream of water. Taking advantage of a gap in the giant's attack, he shot it straight towards the giant's energy core like a nimble water arrow.

When the water arrow hit, a strange light instantly emanated from the giant's core. Its movements became noticeably slower, as if it were stuck in a swamp, and every time it raised its hand or foot became extremely difficult.

"A golden opportunity!" Long Wen roared, knowing that success or failure hinged on this moment. He closed his eyes tightly, mobilizing all the elemental power within his body. Instantly, gales howled around him, lightning roared above his head, flames burned around him, and ice condensed beneath his feet.

Seeing this, Bennett's face flushed with excitement, and he waved his fist, shouting, "Dragon's Blossom, go for it!"

Fischl's eyes widened in surprise. His initial contempt for Longwen vanished, replaced by a sense of awe and anticipation.

Long Wen suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze shining brightly like stars. He leaped high into the air, raising his sword overhead with both hands, unleashing all the gathered elemental power along the blade. A devastating energy wave crashed down upon the giant. Wherever this energy wave passed, the ground was torn apart, boulders were shattered, and even the elements in the air seemed to give way, emitting mournful cries.

With a deafening roar, the giant crumbled under the terrifying blow, transforming into countless elemental glimmers that slowly dissipated into the air.

At the same time, Gui Zhongji seemed to sense Long Wen's victory, releasing a soft and holy light that enveloped him. Bathed in the light, Long Wen felt his elemental manipulation abilities break free from their final constraints, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, reaching a new and astonishing level.

"He did it!" Zhou Li's eyes glistened with tears of joy and pride. She rushed towards Long Wen without hesitation, throwing herself into his arms and hugging him tightly, choking back sobs, "Long Wen, you did it! I knew you could do it!"

Long Wen embraced Zhou Li tightly, his face beaming with happiness as he basked in the joy of victory. The surrounding crowd gathered around, cheers and congratulations echoing throughout the land.

Chapter 130 I think I've forgotten something

However, amidst this jubilation, Long Wen's smile suddenly froze. His eyes widened, and he instinctively clutched his head, a look of pain on his face. "Ah... my head..." he groaned in agony.

Zhou Li noticed something was wrong and quickly looked up. Seeing Long Wen's distorted face, her heart tightened: "Long Wen, what's wrong with you?"

The cheers abruptly ceased, replaced by concerned glances. Long Wen felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a thousand needles were piercing him simultaneously. Even more terrifying, his memories began to crumble and blur like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. He desperately tried to grasp those fragments, but they vanished like willow catkins in the wind.

"I...I seem to have forgotten something..." Long Wen muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

Zhou Li's smile froze instantly. She gripped Long Wen's hand tightly, trying to give him strength: "Long Wen, don't be afraid, I'm here. We will definitely find out the reason."

Bennett and Fischl came forward, their faces full of worry. Bennett scratched his head and said anxiously, "What happened? Everything was fine just now."

Fischl frowned, unusually abandoning her arrogance, and said softly, "It seems things aren't so simple; there's probably a bigger secret hidden behind this."

At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed everyone in its light, lengthening their shadows. However, the previously joyful atmosphere was now shrouded in gloom by this sudden turn of events. Long Wen was gripped by a deep memory crisis, while Zhou Li held his hand tightly, her gaze resolute. She had made up her mind that whatever awaited them, she would stand by Long Wen, uncover the truth, and unravel this bizarre mystery.

The setting sun, like blood, cast its last rays upon the eaves and brackets of the Wangshu Inn, casting an eerie halo over the building standing in the wilderness. Long Wen stumbled into the inn, his steps unsteady. He wore a blood-stained black robe, his hair disheveled and falling across his forehead. His eyes held a deep sense of confusion and pain, the emptiness left by the erasure of his memories. His once agile figure was now slightly hunched, as if burdened by a tremendous weight, each step fraught with difficulty.

Zhou Li followed closely beside him, still wearing her moon-white dress, though the hem was now stained with the dust of her journey. She gently grasped Long Wen's hand, her soft fingers touching his rough palm, conveying warmth and strength. Her gaze was fixed on Long Wen, her eyes brimming with worry, almost overflowing. Occasionally, she would meet his eyes, forcing a reassuring smile to soothe his inner anxiety.

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Stepping into the inn, the lobby was dimly lit, with a few travelers scattered around, some drinking with their heads down, others resting with their eyes closed. The waiter approached with a professional smile: "Esteemed guests, would you like a quick bite or a room?" Zhou Li replied softly, "A superior room, and some food." Though her voice was gentle, it carried an undeniable decisiveness.

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Long Wen looked around. The old tables and chairs, the flickering candlelight—everything seemed ordinary, yet an unease grew wildly within him, like weeds. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, as if pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness were watching them intently. He leaned closer to Zhou Li and whispered, "I have a bad feeling about this place…it's fraught with danger." Zhou Li nodded slightly, her other hand subtly gripping the hilt of the short sword at her waist, and whispered back, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Chapter 131 Today is your death day

Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats suddenly came from outside the inn. Immediately afterwards, a group of pursuers dressed in black robes and with black veils appeared like ghosts. The leader was agile, his long sword gleaming coldly in the dim light. His eyes were fierce; after scanning the crowd, he locked onto Long Wen and Zhou Li, and coldly snorted, "Hmph, today is your death day!"

Long Wen instinctively shielded Zhou Li behind him, and the remaining "663" elemental power within his body began to surge chaotically. Although his memories were hazy, his past battle instincts drove him to react. He dodged a blade of light that rushed towards him, the blade grazing his clothes and creating a gust of wind.

Zhou Li's heart leaped into her throat, and she exclaimed, "Long Wen, be careful!" Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she stared intently at the battlefield. Her short sword was already drawn, its blade gleaming coldly. If Long Wen were to falter even slightly, she would rush forward without hesitation to fight alongside him.

The pursuers spread out in a fan shape, closing in step by step. One of them swung a whip kick from the flank, and Long Wen dodged to the side, but almost fell because he stumbled. Another took the opportunity to throw a hidden weapon. By the time Long Wen noticed it, it was too late to dodge, and he could only raise his hand to block it. The hidden weapon grazed his arm, and blood seeped out instantly.

"Long Wen!" Zhou Li cried out in distress, her eyes reddening.

Seeing Long Wen injured, the pursuers intensified their attacks, their blades flashing and weaving a deadly net. Long Wen struggled against this relentless onslaught, each dodge fraught with danger, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, yet his eyes still shone with unwavering resilience.

Suddenly, the lead pursuer leaped high into the air, his long blade whistling through the wind as he slashed fiercely at Long Wen's crown. Long Wen's eyes widened, and he tried to raise his hand to block, but found his arm felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. His mind went blank, and the loss of memory caused him to become fatally slow at this critical moment.

At this critical moment, Zhou Lijiao shouted and rushed forward without hesitation, using her short sword to block Long Wen. The long sword clashed with the short sword, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound and sparks flying. Zhou Lijiao's body trembled, her arm went numb from the impact, but she gritted her teeth and persevered, not taking a single step back.

"Zhou Li, you've gone mad!" Long Wen roared, his eyes filled with terror and heartache. At that moment, watching Zhou Li's retreating figure as she stood up for him, memories of the past surged back like a tide. Though only for a fleeting instant, it was enough for him to grasp a sliver of clarity...

"I can't watch you die!" Zhou Li turned to look at Long Wen, her eyes glistening with tears, yet filled with unwavering determination.

Long Wen roared, his elemental power gathering wildly within him, his palms radiating light. He swiftly formed hand seals and thrust forward with tremendous force, unleashing a powerful elemental shockwave that surged towards the pursuers like a raging wave. The first few at the front were unable to dodge in time and were sent flying backward by the impact, knocking down a group of their companions behind them.

Zhou Li's eyes were filled with admiration as she softly said, "Long Wen, you did it." Long Wen, panting heavily, pulled Zhou Li into his arms and hugged her tightly. At this moment, 3.5, the hall was a mess; tables and chairs were overturned, candles were extinguished, and dust filled the air. The surviving pursuers exchanged wary glances and slowly retreated.

Long Wen released Zhou Li, his gaze sweeping coldly over the pursuers. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will not let this matter rest!" Zhou Li gently took his hand and said softly, "Let's leave here first; we shouldn't stay any longer."

Chapter 132 My mind is a mess

As dawn broke, the pale sunlight struggled to pierce the thick clouds and mist, casting a few slivers of light. The figures of Long Wen and Zhou Li appeared and disappeared in the hazy mountains, as they stepped into this mysterious and dangerous region.

Long Wen's brows were furrowed, his eyes filled with confusion and pain. His steps were unsteady, and he would occasionally raise his hand to rub his temples, as if trying to squeeze a sliver of clarity from his muddled memories. "Zhou Li, my mind is a complete mess, I can't remember anything, I'm counting on you." His voice carried a hint of helplessness and frustration.

Zhou Li's figure was graceful, and her purple outfit perfectly accentuated her curves. Her face was stern, but her beautiful eyes were full of concern as she looked at Long Wen. "Don't be afraid, I'm here. We will definitely find a way to restore your memory." As she spoke, she gently took Long Wen's hand, the warmth of her palm passing to him, trying to give him strength.

The mountain path beneath her feet was rugged and difficult to traverse, with jagged rocks everywhere. The surroundings were eerily quiet, save for the howling mountain wind that swept through the valley, producing a sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves. Zhou Li cautiously scanned her surroundings, taking each step with utmost care. She gripped the long whip tightly in her hand, the tip of which trembled slightly with her movements, like a venomous snake poised to strike.

"This Jueyun Pass is too eerie; we must not be careless," Zhou Li whispered, her voice echoing through the empty mountains, carrying a hint of tension.

Long Wenqiang perked up and nodded in response, "Yes, I know." His right hand instinctively rested on the hilt of his sword; despite his memory loss, his body still retained its fighting instincts.

As they reached a mountain hollow, the fog grew thicker, almost obscuring their vision. Long Wen paused, a strange sense of unease rising within him. "Zhou Li, something's wrong. It feels like something's getting closer."

Before the words were finished, a sinister laugh echoed around them, and then several dark figures emerged from the thick fog like ghosts. These pursuers were tall and imposing, exuding a strong killing intent. Their black outfits were embroidered with strange blood-red patterns, and the weapons in their hands gleamed coldly. It was clear at a glance that they were no ordinary people.

"Hmph, we've finally found you! Today is your death day!" The leader of the pursuers roared, his voice booming so loudly that it shook the surrounding clouds and mist.

Long Wen swiftly drew his sword, the blade humming as he stepped aside to shield Zhou Li. Despite his trepidation, he showed no sign of backing down. "If you want to mess with us, you'll have to get past me first!"

However, the enemy's offensive was fierce, and they were surrounded in an instant. Long Wen brandished his sword and tried his best to defend, but with each collision, his hands went numb from the impact, his moves gradually became chaotic, and he was forced to retreat step by step.

"Long Wen, watch out!" Seeing this, Zhou Li was extremely anxious. Her long whip lashed out like a dragon emerging from the sea, striking at the enemy who was approaching Long Wen. The whip flashed, and with a crisp "crack," a pursuer was struck on the cheek, his skin torn open and blood splattering everywhere.

"663 you bitch, you're asking for death!" Enraged, the pursuer abandoned Long Wen and turned to pounce on Zhou Li, raising his long sword high with a murderous aura.

Zhou Li's eyebrows furrowed, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent. Instead of retreating, she advanced, her long whip drawing a perfect arc in the air, wrapping around the long sword, and with a forceful tug, she dragged the pursuer astray. "You think you can harm us in the slightest!" Her voice was icy cold, revealing a resolute determination to die for our cause.

Long Wen watched Zhou Li fight alone, his heart filled with guilt and anger. "Zhou Li, don't worry about me, you go!" he roared, trying to rush over to help, but he was entangled by the other two pursuers and could not break free.

Chapter 133 Look at these two idiots

Seeing this, the pursuers laughed scornfully: "Look at these two fools, they'll both die here today, yet they still dare to resist, how utterly laughable!"

Zhou Li's strength gradually gave out, and she had several wounds on her body, her purple clothes stained with blood. But she still stubbornly wielded her long whip, protecting Long Wen.

Long Wen was extremely anxious, his eyes were bloodshot. Just when he felt desperate, some blurry images suddenly flashed through his mind: the exquisite use of elemental power, fragments of his past acquaintance with Zhou Li... These fragments of memory were like beams of bright light, dispelling some of the chaos.

"Ah!" Long Wen roared, his elemental power surging like boiling magma. Water, wind, fire, earth, and other elements gathered wildly in his palm, their light so dazzling that it was blinding.

"Zhou Li, step back!" Long Wen shouted, thrusting his hands forward with tremendous force. A powerful wave of attack, like a raging tsunami, surged toward the enemy with earth-shattering momentum.

The pursuers were terrified and tried to escape, but it was too late. Wherever the attack wave hit, rocks crumbled, vegetation vanished, and most of the pursuers were blasted away, screaming as they fell into the valley, their fate unknown.

As the dust settled, Long Wen, panting heavily, swayed and nearly fell. Zhou Li rushed over to support him, her eyes filled with surprise and heartache. "Long Wen, you did it! You've regained your memories?!"

Long Wen hugged Zhou Li tightly, feeling her warmth and softness, his heart filled with the joy of surviving a disaster. "I haven't fully recovered yet, but those scenes just now... gave me some clues." His voice was somewhat tired, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

Zhou Li gently patted Long Wen's back and said softly, "It's alright, it's good that there's progress. Let's take it slow."

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, Long Wen noticed a mysterious rune on a stone on the ground, which had been exposed by the impact. The rune shimmered with a faint light and exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.

"Zhou Li, look!" Long Wen squatted down and gently touched the runes with his fingers. A strange power flowed into his body through his fingertips, invigorating him.

Zhou Li leaned closer and examined the runes carefully. "These runes don't seem simple. They might be related to your memory recovery. I've heard that the Layered Rock Abyss is mysterious and unpredictable. Perhaps there are more clues there."

Long Wen stood up, looking at Zhou Li with a determined gaze, "Alright, no matter how treacherous the road ahead, let's go explore the Abyss of Layered Rocks together!"

After saying that, the two walked hand in hand toward the Abyss of Layered Rocks, their figures gradually disappearing into the clouds and mist, leaving behind only a devastated battlefield, a testament to the life-or-death battle they had just experienced.

They continued their journey, the mountain path growing ever steeper, the biting wind stinging their faces like knives. Long Wen would occasionally stop, closing his eyes in deep thought, trying to piece together more useful information from the fleeting fragments of memory. Zhou Li silently followed beside him, protecting him, her eyes vigilantly observing their surroundings, her long whip never letting up.

They reached a narrow plank road with a bottomless abyss below, swirling clouds and mist that sent shivers down their spines. Long Wen slowed his pace, his expression grave. "Zhou Li, this path is difficult to traverse. Be extremely careful where you step."

Zhou Li nodded slightly. "You too, don't get distracted." Her voice was soft, but it carried an undeniable firmness.

Suddenly, a series of rapid footsteps came from behind. Long Wen turned around and saw several remaining pursuers appear out of nowhere, each with a ferocious expression, clearly determined to kill.

Chapter 134 As if it were real

"Trying to run? Not so easy!" one of the pursuers roared, his figure as fast as lightning as he pounced on Long Wen, the short dagger in his hand gleaming coldly, aimed straight for Long Wen's throat.