Dashing Student Chapter 1375 1375: Rescue Apprentice from the Void

"Whew... I actually survived..."

A profound exhaustion washed over Chen Nan. The golden light from before felt like the heavens themselves were caving in, leaving absolutely no chance for him to resist.

He understood that his survival against such immense power was thanks to the token he had found earlier, and a wave of relief washed over him. Perhaps this token had caused the golden light to perceive him as an ally, rather than an unwelcome intruder.

The four scoundrels, including the old beggar, were no more, having paid the ultimate price for their avarice.

Skeletons remained on the throne, yet the oppressive aura they exuded was rapidly fading, much like a life force reaching its natural end. The jade seal, too, had lost its golden radiance and now lay dully upon the ground.

"Immortal Dynasty... Immortal Dynasty..."

The spectral master of the Immortal Dynasty, seated upon the throne, reached out a hand, as if trying to clasp hold of the Dynasty's fading glory, but ultimately dissolved into dust.

Rumble!

A deafening noise erupted from beyond the hall. At that very moment, Zhong Ling, having reached the hall's exterior, cried out in urgency, "Master, we must depart quickly!"

Chen Nan glanced back at the throne before extending his hand, snatching the fragmented jade seal as it flew towards him. With no time to scrutinize it, clutching the seal, he bolted from the hall.

As he observed the violent spatial distortions outside, with cracks in space threatening to tear the ancient relic asunder, a heavy premonition settled in his heart.

It seemed that in their final moments, the old beggar and the others had unleashed their full cultivation prowess, overwhelming the relic space's integrity and initiating its collapse.

"Go!"

Chen Nan seized Zhong Ling, thunder crackling behind him and morphing into wings, while Seven Stars materialized beneath his feet. He then transformed into a streak of light, hurtling towards the exit.

But the space was collapsing with terrifying speed; even Chen Nan's extraordinary velocity couldn't outpace the destruction.

As the exit drew near, the very space ahead abruptly imploded, and all plunged into utter chaos in an instant!

"Master!"

...

Outside the ancient relic, a multitude of cultivators scrambled in a frenzy, their panicked cries echoing, "It's collapsing, everything is gone!"

Chen Nan, who had been quietly meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them. His shadow clone had perished within the relic, along with his treasured artifacts, yet he felt no sorrow; he could always seek them out again.

However, Zhong Ling was also trapped inside, and he could not stand idly by.

Witnessing the city gate crumble with a resounding crash, the world before him seemed to spiral into a vortex and vanish, leaving Chen Nan's heart feeling like it had been crushed.

With the relic obliterated, seawater began to flood the remaining space. The cultivators, with no moment to grieve, fled the scene as everything was seemingly swallowed by encroaching darkness.

"No!"

Chen Nan's anguished cry reverberated. The seabed appeared to unleash a colossal tsunami, with countless torrents of water surging upwards and colossal waves rising thousands of meters into the air.

"Ling'er, I vow to rescue you!"

He abruptly opened his right eye, a faint white mist filling his vision. The space that had completely vanished slowly began to fracture before him, as if he could already perceive the relic buried beneath the spatial ruin.

Yet, the power inherent in the laws of space was not something he could command at this juncture. The fissure before him was insufficient to effect Zhong Ling's rescue.

Even Gao Xue watched with growing despair as Chen Nan's body, unable to withstand the forbidden power he was wielding, began to rupture, grievous wounds appearing as if his very form was on the verge of being torn asunder.

"Jue Mingzi, this is not your doing, you must not sustain further harm!"

But Chen Nan seemed oblivious to her words. He was acutely aware of his own limits, a profound sense of regret welling within him. Gazing at the minuscule crack before him, he took a decisive step forward.

"Open... for me!"

The tip of a blade suddenly shot forth from his person, the very same blade tip Chen Nan had acquired previously. It pulsed faintly, activated by his desperate expenditure of essence and lifespan.

With ferocious intent, the blade tip sliced through the spatial crack, instantly ripping open a vast chasm in reality. Zhong Ling finally materialized before everyone's astonished eyes.

Held securely by the shadow clone, she had merely lost consciousness.

Gao Xue swiftly cast a rope, encircling Zhong Ling and pulling both her and the shadow clone out of the collapsing relic.

Unable to hold on any longer, Chen Nan coughed out a mouthful of blood and crumpled to the ground.

"Jue Mingzi!" Gao Xue moved to attend to Chen Nan, but a shadow stepped forward, supporting him and gently laying him down.

In that instant, she observed that the shadow clone's form was already tattered, resembling a torn sack.

"Thankfully... it's alright..."

The clone could barely articulate the words, yet it managed a faint smile before dissolving into a dark speck, rejoining Chen Nan's body.

All the treasures that the clone had absconded with were safely returned to Chen Nan's possession.

Soon after, Gao Xue arrived, pulling both Chen Nan and Zhong Ling towards the ocean's surface.

Aware that Chen Nan had provoked a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm, Gao Xue opted against returning to Luoyue Island. Instead, she selected a random cultivator market and secured a small courtyard for rent.

"Master!"

On the bed, Zhong Ling jolted awake, a cold sweat plastering her forehead. The catastrophic scene of the collapsing relic had deeply scarred her psyche.

With a soft creak, the door swung open, and Gao Xue entered the room with hurried steps. Her eyes welled up upon seeing Zhong Ling conscious: "You little one, you're finally awake. You've been asleep for three whole days!"

"Three days?" Zhong Ling massaged her head, her thoughts immediately turning to Chen Nan. She anxiously inquired, "Auntie Xue, where is my master?"

Her last memory was of her master escaping with her from the relic, shielding her with his very life.

"Sigh." Gao Xue let out a sigh, her head shaking: "Your master sustained very serious injuries; he has not yet stirred."

She then proceeded to explain the recent events to Zhong Ling. Upon hearing how her master had desperately wielded the power of space law to extract her from the collapsing relic, Zhong Ling could not contain her tears.

She hastily made her way to Chen Nan's chamber. Seeing him swathed in bandages like a mummy, she immediately burst into tears, collapsing onto him.

"Now, now, why are you weeping as if it were a funeral? Your master is not dead yet; don't cry him to death."

Gao Xue approached them with a helpless sigh: "Your master's wounds are exceedingly grave. I've been unable to procure high-quality elixir pills, but your master's physique is remarkably robust, and his capacity for self-healing is truly formidable."

"Even without intervention, he should recuperate in approximately a year."

Zhong Ling's eyes widened in astonishment. "Are you speaking actual words?"

"Auntie Xue, I possess spirit stones; my master entrusted them to me. Please, do acquire some superior healing pills!"

She swiftly opened her storage bag, emptying its contents, which left Gao Xue utterly speechless.

Top-tier spirit stones, spiritual artifacts of the seventh rank, a multitude of talismans, and various elixir pills – everything was present.

"Is this a storage bag? No, this is a portable treasure vault."

"Do you and your master truly consider yourselves poor? Perhaps you have a rather peculiar definition of poverty."