Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

"Junior Sister Rong Shu, is he really not going to die like this?"

Xuanhe was worried that if this bastard accidentally died, he might crawl out of some parasitic host and revive, continuing to cause trouble in the shadows, which would be a huge problem.

"Don't worry, senior brother. I know what I'm doing. I won't let Huo Yihan die so easily."

Rong Shu raised his hand and threw out four array plates, located in the four cardinal directions. The array continuously maintained the Four Symbols Heavenly Punishment, with wind blowing, thunder striking, fire burning, and ice freezing, in an endless cycle.

"Actually, I've probably killed more Nightmare Clan members than all of you here combined. I know the limits of what these inhuman monsters can endure."

Xuanhe was stunned. He looked at Huo Yihan, who was frozen again, trapped in the fourfold hell of wind, fire, thunder, and ice. He couldn't escape, nor could he die. He felt a strange pang of sympathy for him.

Of course, there's always a reason why someone is pitiful.

The feeling of a suspended river is more about feeling exhilarated.

"Junior Sister Rong, come quickly!" Qingniao called out. She was constantly sending spiritual energy to Luo Ri's nascent soul, but it was ultimately not as effective as the chaotic spiritual energy that was not afraid of the scattered nightmare energy.

Most of the spiritual energy delivered by Qingniao Ferry was neutralized by the Nightmare Qi, and Qingniao Ferry also had to focus on protecting himself from being corrupted by the Nightmare Qi.

Currently, Qingniao has taken three Five Elements Spirit Pills to barely keep going.

"Senior Brother Xuanhe, you keep an eye on Huo Yihan, I'll go over first." Rong Shu immediately went back and, together with Qingniao, sent spiritual energy to Luo Ri's nascent soul.

"Can Sunset still hold on? I just tried calling him, and he only replied once before falling silent." Qingniao could sense that Sunset's nascent soul was becoming increasingly indistinct, a sign that his nascent soul's essence had been depleted.

This is not a good thing!

Rong Shu took out another Nascent Soul Pill, which was the last Nascent Soul Pill she had.

As he channeled the medicinal power into Luo Ri's nascent soul, Rong Shu's mind raced with thought.

What other options are there?

Could it also help Senior Brother Sunset?

Think quickly, think quickly...

"The Nightmare Clan excels at bewitching and distorting people's minds... I wonder if the mental spell [Traction] would be effective?"

Rong Shu stared at Yan Youwei, who was bound by the formation but still struggling. Her face was completely devoid of color, utterly unfamiliar. She immediately activated [Divine Guidance].

In an instant, Rong Shu's divine sense pierced through and forcefully entered Yan Youwei's sea of ​​consciousness.

When Rong Shu opened his eyes, he saw a dark and gloomy world in his sea of ​​consciousness, where a terrifying storm seemed to be brewing in the depths of darkness.

With a quick glance, she saw Yan Youwei's spiritual body, which was currently submerged in a pool of thick, foul-smelling black water, with most of its body submerged except for the area above its shoulders.

Meanwhile, the divine consciousness of the setting sun was desperately pulling on Yan Youwei's right hand from the shore.

"Senior Brother Sunset, let me help you." Rong Shu ran over and helped Senior Brother Sunset pull.

"Junior Sister Rong, let's pull together!"

"it is good."

The pool of 'black water' before her was a manifestation of the Nightmare Clan's spiritual corruption of those who were bewitched. If Yan Youwei were to sink completely into it, she would be completely assimilated.

Previously, the setting sun had been trying its best to pull Yan Youwei out, but it could only barely slow down its descent.

"No, Yan Youwei's consciousness is sealed, and the pollution in her sea of ​​consciousness is too severe... I can't get it out..." Luo Ri knelt down, his divine consciousness flickering, on the verge of collapse.

Rong Shu pondered, "Since they are all 'products' of the Nightmare Clan, I should be able to deal with them."

The divine consciousness body cannot mobilize the primordial spiritual energy, but Rong Shu has other methods.

Her spiritual root is 'alive'!

"Wind Spirit, Fire Spirit, Ice Spirit!"

Three little sprites appeared in response, flying around above the black water. Then, finding the right angle, they plunged in and lifted Yan Youwei's left hand and legs from the black water.

"Glug glug..." Bubbles rose from three spots in the water, and three more heads appeared, gulping down the black water. The once still black water seemed to sense a threat and began to wriggle, causing its binding force on Yan Youwei to weaken somewhat.

Rong Shu and Luo Ri seized the opportunity to pull Yan Youwei's body from the waist up out of the water.

At this moment, Yan Youwei's consciousness subconsciously struggled, trying to break free from her right hand that was being held.

"Yan Youwei, wake up! Think about your family, think about the Danxian Sect. You've been away from the sect for so many years, don't you want to go home?"

"Do you know that the remains of six Danxian Sect disciples are still left in Songhua Town? They were killed by Huo Yihan! The Grand Elder of the Danxian Sect, your grandfather, has been searching for you!!"

Rong Shu continuously activated the [Divine Guidance], allowing her every word to reach the depths of Yan Youwei's closed consciousness.

The binding force of the black water is getting weaker and weaker.

The fortress of consciousness that had been sealed off was also partially breached.

"...Can I still go home?" The unfamiliar woman's murmur sounded like a dream.

Rong Shu quickly answered loudly, "Yes, you can still go home! I've already asked Xiao Duanzi to inform the Danxian Sect that the Demon Tide has ended. Your grandfather, having heard the news, must be on his way to pick you up. You'll be able to go home soon."

Elder Yan of the Danxian Sect is a seventh-grade alchemist. Long before the arrival of the Demon Tide, he answered the call of the Divine Wind Dynasty and, together with other seventh- and eighth-grade alchemists, devoted himself to refining high-grade pills to supply the front lines.

To protect these alchemists and prevent any mishaps in the pills being transported to the front lines, their whereabouts were kept highly confidential, unknown even to members of the Danxian Sect.

Now that the demon tide has ended, the alchemists must have received news from the outside world. Given Elder Yan's love for Yan Youwei, he will surely come to Songhua Town in person as soon as he learns of his beloved granddaughter's whereabouts.

Conversely, Yan Youwei, who lost both parents at a young age, was raised by her grandfather, Elder Yan, who was also the person she cared about most.

Seeing that Yan Youwei's consciousness was finally willing to struggle, Luo Ri took a deep breath and activated the final [Afterglow Protection].

"The soul is back——"

"wake up!!"

"..."