Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return Chapter 1619: Forgot Something Important

"I promise you." Mu Hanyan nodded heavily.

Above their heads, waves of water and fire, mixed with falling giant stones, descended, with shadows of hostile beasts intermingled within.

The three of them, Mu Hanyan included, slashed forward with all their might, then flew ahead alongside the sword light.

"Pfft!" Though under their combined strike, the torrents of water and fire and the falling stones ahead shattered, and the beast shadows dissolved into thin air, Mu Hanyan and Jiang Qiling both spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously.

Just one hit left the two severely injured. Fen Qianji tightly pursed his lips, though his bloodless face betrayed significant internal injuries.

Yet the boundless waves and falling stones continued to pour down onto them.

Mu Hanyan’s heart sank; judging from the situation, not only was breaking the seal an impossibility, escaping these waves imbued with the power of heaven and earth was equally futile.

"Qian Ji, don’t worry about us, find a way to get out on your own!" Mu Hanyan said to Fen Qianji.

If Jiang Qiling could be of some help by risking everything with her attacks, Mu Hanyan, even with full effort, would still be a burden to Fen Qianji - the disparity in strength was too vast. She was merely at the Great Sword Master Peak, while Fen Qianji was comparable to Ye Lanfeng, at least at the Qi Nourishing and Soul Condensing Sword Saint level; such a gap was like heaven and earth. If it were only Fen Qianji alone, his chances of escape would be far greater.

After finishing, Mu Hanyan handed the scroll to Fen Qianji, determined to fulfill the task entrusted to her by Jiang Qiling even if it meant her death.

But Mu Hanyan did not elaborate further; she trusted Fen Qianji would understand her intentions.

Fen Qianji looked at Mu Hanyan but gently pushed the scroll back.

"Mojia Luo... Yesi Hui..." Fen Qianji softly chanted again.

His fingers lightly brushed the sword’s edge, causing blood to gush forth, transforming into black flames that ensconced him as he recited obscurely.

Just like the previous battle with Gai Huangji, Fen Qianji’s black hair flowed wildly, the black sword robe flapping about, resembling an ancient hellish god of slaughter, enveloped in burning black flames, directly flying into the torrents and falling stones.

In the sizzling sound, everything outside him melted like snow.

But unlike last time, blood continually dripped from Fen Qianji’s mouth, his expression twisted, eyes bloodshot, retaining only a shred of clarity.

Divine Prison Refining Fire, Fire of Death, Reincarnation Fire; allegedly, mastering them would transcend life and death and escape reincarnation. But legends remain stories; in fact, in the Divine Hall’s million-year history, only two individuals have comprehended Divine Prison Refining Fire — one was the Divine Hall Master at the time of the Continent’s division, and the other was Fen Qianji; how could anyone have perfected it?

Each use demands the suffering of life and death’s cycle, even shattering meridians and severely injuring the Qi Sea.

When facing Gai Huangji before, Fen Qianji didn’t fully exert himself, hence could endure the pain; but now, against Chou Dangya’s Destructive Sword Power, he dared not hold back.

Soon, not only blood trickled from Fen Qianji’s mouth, but also from his nose, eyes, ears, even threads of blood seeped from each pore.

Yet his suffering bore fruit — the giant waves and stones dissolved within the Divine Prison Refining Fire.

"Divine Prison Refining Fire, you indeed possess Divine Prison Refining Fire!" Witnessing this scene, Chou Dangya’s dry voice surprisingly showed traces of shock.

"Han Yan, go!" Fen Qianji suddenly shouted, unleashing a long slash of burning black flame sword light.

Mu Hanyan only saw shimmering shadows; Fen Qianji’s Divine Prison Refining Fire had broken a crack in the powerful, complex, and mysterious seal of the Luoshen Abyss.

An elegant, transcendent figure sped toward her.

Ye Lanfeng! Jiang Qiling was right; he indeed wouldn’t abandon Mu Hanyan; once his injuries improved slightly, he attempted to break the seal again.

Mu Hanyan’s spirits lifted; grasping Jiang Qiling, she flew toward Ye Lanfeng.

Chou Dangya then awoke as if from a dream and soared upward, thrusting his longsword toward Mu Hanyan’s back.

Despite his skeleton-thin frame, his speed was incredible, akin to a comet racing to the moon, reaching Mu Hanyan in the blink of an eye.

"Han Yan!" Seeing Mu Hanyan about to be impaled by the sword, Ye Lanfeng shouted aloud.

Regrettably, the distance was too far; despite his prowess, it was too late to intervene.

Suddenly, Fen Qianji’s furious roar echoed; his hands flung out, forming handprints — black flames fell, akin to a giant net trapping Chou Dangya within.

"Go, quickly!" Fen Qianji squeezed out words between gritted teeth.

His face was ashen, hands tirelessly forming handprints, his meridians shattered, chaotic energy spilling, blood mist spraying from wounds. Clearly, merely one handprint couldn’t constrain Chou Dangya; therefore, Fen Qianji relentlessly forged handprints, continuously condensing Divine Prison Refining Fire, enduring immense cycles of life and death.

"You truly think this ensures her escape?" Trapped in the Divine Prison Refining Fire, Chou Dangya calmly exhibited an eerie smile on his corpse-like face.

"Demon Heart, Ten Thousand Paths!" Slowly extending his finger, he pointed, emission of a dim blue ray.

"Watch out!" Ye Lanfeng and Jiang Qiling exclaimed simultaneously.

Below, Star Illusion Thousand Machine soared, attempting to shield her, but previous battles with Chou Dangya had greatly depleted his Primordial Energy; his figure grew more illusory, unable to catch up.

Fen Qianji realized the peril urgently, igniting another flame across his body, executing a Divine Hall Secret Technique akin to the Blood Sacrifice Technique, forcibly boosting power.

The Divine Prison Refining Fire became more concentrated, burning fiercely, seemingly to incinerate everything.

But astonishingly, Chou Dangya’s dim blue ray penetrated the Divine Prison Refining Fire unhindered, striking Mu Hanyan’s back.

"Han Yan!" Ye Lanfeng and others simultaneously cried out in despair.

However, Mu Hanyan heard nothing; when the ray hit her back, she felt a shock; her mind went blank, as if her entire mental state detached from her body, transcending time, space, and the boundary between reality and illusion.

Where was she going? What was she supposed to do? Who was she?

...

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister! You promised me, take me to see." Mu Hanyan felt dizzy, then sensed someone shaking her arm incessantly, a sprightly voice bombarding her ears, "Senior Sister, you promised, take me to see."

Hmm? See what? Mu Hanyan furrowed her brows slightly. What happened to her? What was she doing? Seemingly forgetting something important — what was it?