Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

The moment these words came out of her mouth, Ling You lost all ability to refute again.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly around the waist, like a drowning man finding the last straw, and even his eyes became confused.

There is always something more important than the illusory future, he thought, a sigh of resignation escaping from the corner of his lips.

If only it could continue like this...

Unfortunately, things are never as harmless and beautiful as we imagine.

The Demon Lord listened to Fan Ning's advice and left behind only a small clone to check the situation in the Demon Realm before leaving. This was originally his way to eliminate any worries, but a mere clone was too powerless under Fan Ning's hands.

There was no need to erase the information that would alert the other party. Fan Ning simply poked out of the system's shielding space and easily bypassed his defenses to walk under the seal of the abyss.

Ling You was watching from the side, and when he noticed her working on the seal, he subconsciously wanted to stop her.

"No, this is something I have to do," Fan Ning brushed his hand away, her expression unchanged, as calm as usual, yet revealing a determination that could not be dissuaded.

Ling You lowered his voice and shouted angrily, "Are you crazy? That's the abyss... No matter what you want to do, you must not gamble with your life!"

He said this, but he knew helplessly in his heart that he could not do anything to shake her decision.

At the moment, Fan Ning is like a piece of hard stone and will not listen to anyone's advice.

"I'll go with you, if you must go...can you please not leave me behind?"

Ling You's voice was filled with pleading.

Fan Ning was a little surprised. She turned her head to look at him and said bluntly, "But you've been trying to avoid this place, right?"

From the moment he stepped into this place, Ling You felt like he had seen his natural enemy. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, the uneasiness and fear still leaked out from every inch of his emotion.

Fan Ning doesn't think he is a good person, but he still has some compassion for his lover.

"I'll be fine," she said calmly, "The things here won't hurt me, so you don't need to force it."

"No, no..." Ling You paused, wanting to deny her guess, but when he felt the slightly trembling fingertips, he finally sighed with relief.

"I really don't want to get close to here, but I don't want to have to look at your back every time."

Ling You tried his best to put on a relatively relaxed smile and said, "You want to know my secret, don't you? I'll tell you."

After saying that, he also stepped to the edge of the seal, took a deep breath, and tightly held Fan Ning's hanging hand.

Glancing sideways, he met those dull eyes. He did not ignore the inquiry in them, but there were some things that he could only see and could not say.

"go in."

"If you go in, there's really no turning back."

“…There was no time to escape.”

Neither of them said anything else. With the snow that seemed to never stop falling behind them, they looked at each other and took a step forward.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Fan Ning could clearly feel that as they took a step forward, the crack behind them became a little better. Until they walked deeper, the faint ray of light from outside disappeared as the seal closed.

"Are you scared?" Fan Ning raised the spiritual barrier, not looking at Ling You's expression, but staring at the wind and waves ahead that were as sharp as a knife. "Don't leave my side. The power of the abyss here is not as gentle as the ones I encountered before."

"mild"……

No matter how you look at it, these two words don't seem to be able to describe the abyss.

But when he actually stood here, Ling You couldn't agree more with these two strange words.

Compared with the power of the abyss sealed in the sea, what they encountered outside was more than just gentle, it was like releasing an entire ocean for them!

"Tsk, we can't go any further." Fan Ning scanned the seemingly unchanged area, closed his eyes, and quickly came to a firm conclusion. "We've reached the center. The power of the abyss is chaotic and sharp. They want to trap us here."

Ling You frowned and asked dully, "What should we do now? You insisted on coming here. You must have already thought of what you want to do, right?"

"Of course," Fan Ning turned sideways to look at him, her eyes gleaming faintly in the darkness without blinking, and she said happily, "This is the moment I've been waiting for."

"Then you—uh, Fanning..."

"Have a good sleep," Fan Ning pulled the person into her arms, her eyes gentle, as if she was not the one who knocked the person unconscious.

"If you saw what happened next, it would be really bad... Get some good sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, she gathered all her spiritual energy around Ling You, like a knight protecting a princess, and wrapped him in a spiritual ball and slowly lifted him into the air - in the blink of an eye, he became the only source of light under the seal.

Fan Ning himself was completely exposed in the thick fog of the power of the abyss. It was eerily quiet around him. Apart from the sound of his flesh being cut, he could only hear his own rapid breathing.

The scarlet smell of blood blinded her eyes. Under the extreme crisis, the trace of blood belonging to the Heavenly Dao was forcibly pulled out and hung in the air. In the blink of an eye, it covered the faint light of the spirit ball and was brighter than sunlight.

This is what she relies on.

Fan Ning pressed the corners of his mouth and calmly licked the dry and exposed bloodstains. The power of the abyss was overbearing and painful. Under the premise that he was already burdened with the laws of heaven - even if the laws had been distorted, it should not be a power that an outsider like Fan Ning could easily touch.

But the Heavenly Dao bloodline makes up for this very well.

Like a bridge built out of thin air, two unrelated individuals are forcibly tied together by a short connection.

This is the moment Fan Ning has been waiting for.

She did not deceive the Demon Lord. If it was Jiang Biehe standing here, she would definitely be more at ease than Fan Ning was now.

But there is no reason to give up what you have obtained.

Fan Ning gritted his teeth and keenly found the connecting thread amidst the increasing pain.

Break, absorb...

Every second seemed to drag on for an extremely long time.

Fan Ning's vision gradually became blurred, and even his soul was about to be torn apart by such a storm.

She stretched out her hand, and under the light, the color of her pupils became lighter and lighter, until she could no longer maintain bright vision and was swallowed up by the darkness bit by bit.

The world suddenly became quiet.

The sound of her heartbeat, the sound of her blood flowing... It was as if a hand was forcibly pulling her away from her, getting farther and farther away...

"Fan Ning!"

A short scream suddenly broke the absolute silence.