Reverend Insanity Chapter 2330 - ‌ ‌Almost‌ ‌Suffering‌ ‌Amnesia‌ ‌From‌ ‌The‌ ‌Explosion

With a faint groan, Zhao Lian Yun stirred, waking up amidst a landscape of utter ruin and debris.

Everything before her vision was obscured by surging qi currents, painting the entire world in a blinding, pervasive white. Her ears pounded with a dull roar, and every effort to stand left her feeling dizzy and disoriented.

“What... what on earth happened?” Zhao Lian Yun gasped, her breathing ragged as she desperately assessed her condition.

Originally, she had been a picture of purity and grace, dressed in a pristine white gown, her appearance as refreshing as morning lilies. Now, however, her face was smeared with dark soot, and her garments were shredded into tattered rags. She possessed the wretched, bedraggled look of a destitute refugee caught in a famine.

Upon examination, she found her body physically intact, yet she was drained of all vitality, her limbs trembling with a profound, bone-deep weakness.

“What is going on? Why am I in such a state?”

The explosion triggered by Primordial Origin had occurred with such abrupt, cataclysmic force that the sheer impact had nearly wiped Zhao Lian Yun’s memories clean!

Gradually, the spinning in her head subsided, and fragment by fragment, her recollection returned.

An unprecedented, nightmarish explosion had torn the world apart! Her pupils constricted; the harrowing scene was branded into her mind, destined to haunt her for the remainder of her life.

It had been truly terrifying!

Only moments ago, the Gu Immortals gathered around her had watched the mountain-sized qi harvest fruit, their hearts brimming with anticipation for the revival of Primordial Origin Immortal Venerable.

Then, in a heartbeat, he had exploded.

Among the assembled Gu Immortals, Zhao Lian Yun had been positioned near the outer edge of the gathering, yet she had still been caught in the wake of that devastation. The blast was so overwhelming that the entirety of Heavenly Court was reduced to rubble; there was no way for her to remain unscathed.

“Why did it detonate so suddenly?!” As her memory clarified, her breathing grew even more labored.

“I can hardly believe I survived. Did love Gu shield me from the worst of it?”

“Wait... I must reach the others!”

Zhao Lian Yun’s heart hammered against her ribs as the gravity of the situation dawned on her. She might have possessed the protection of love Gu, but the others lacked a rank nine Immortal Gu to safeguard them.

Without delay, Zhao Lian Yun ventured into the turbulent sea of qi currents, scouting for any surviving Gu Immortals. Before the catastrophe, the Gu Immortals of the ten great ancient sects had been stationed on the periphery in scattered groups, while the core members of Heavenly Court stood closer to the center.

The white qi churned like an oppressive, heavy fog. Zhao Lian Yun attempted several investigative techniques, yet each one failed. These mists were the remnants of the qi harvest fruit, the fallout of the explosion itself. With the area saturated by such dense qi path dao marks, it was little surprise that a rank six Gu Immortal could no longer manifest her investigative arts—unless she could summon love Gu.

However, love Gu was no ordinary rank nine Immortal Gu. Even a venerable could not refine it through force, and though it possessed wisdom path qualities, even Star Constellation Immortal Venerable had been unable to command it. Thus, it perpetually resided within Zhao Lian Yun. She had not refined the Gu, but rather received its acknowledgement. Consequently, she could not activate it at will; sometimes she would try to use it for an offensive strike, only for it to whisk her away, or when she sought defense, it would choose to bestow healing instead.

Moreover, every invocation of love Gu exacted a heavy toll, sometimes draining her very lifespan!

Zhao Lian Yun pushed through the white haze, tracing her memories to navigate the ruins.

After some time, she let out a sharp gasp, spotting Bu Zhen Zi nearby. When the blast had occurred, he had been standing right next to her, their conversation cut short in the blink of an eye. Though the force of the blast had thrown them far from their original positions, he was the first survivor she had managed to locate.

Bu Zhen Zi’s injuries were ghastly to behold.

Half of his torso had been obliterated, leaving only a fragile skeleton shielding his heart. Only two vital organs remained intact; the rest had been pulverized into nothingness. The surviving half of his body had shifted into a phantom state, his limbs and remaining chest cavity held together by a translucent, ethereal thread that kept him in a fragile, hovering state of stability.

Zhao Lian Yun desperately wanted to offer aid, but she realized with a sinking heart that she was powerless.

The trauma was simply too extreme! The physical loss of his body was not the primary issue—Heavenly Court, or even Spirit Affinity House, possessed countless methods to regenerate flesh and bone. The true crisis lay in the dense concentration of qi path dao marks that had been carved into his physical form. Even now, the remains of his body emitted thick, white smoke, while his surviving organs and bones were slowly being dissolved into raw qi.

The only thing preventing his demise was that strange, phantom state. “When the explosion erupted, Bu Zhen Zi must have unleashed a phantom path technique. But even with that semi-invulnerable form, he could not fully deflect the force of that strike,” Zhao Lian Yun deduced. Her face paled with profound frustration and dread.

Bu Zhen Zi was being kept alive only by his partial phantom state, but this would not hold for long. As the qi path dao marks continued to permeate him, everything would soon return to qi.

“He cannot last much longer...” Zhao Lian Yun felt utterly helpless, a surge of anxiety rising in her chest. She attempted to rouse him, but Bu Zhen Zi remained deep in unconsciousness. Fearing that the slightest movement would cause him to succumb to his wounds, she dared not disturb him further.

Forced to mark his location, she abandoned him temporarily, plunging deeper into the swirling white fog to search for others.

“Is there anyone here? Please, someone answer me!”

Zhao Lian Yun wandered through the vast, blinding expanse. Her calls echoed into the emptiness, and the chilling weight of solitude and desperation began to press down upon her.

She remained in a state of shock. Earlier, when she had marveled at the grand, towering structures of Heavenly Court, she had felt a deep sense of awe and security in the immortal foundation built over millions of years. She had felt so small, yet safe within its embrace.

When she witnessed Primordial Origin Immortal Venerable’s return, she truly believed Heavenly Court was reclaiming its former glory.

Then, the Venerable had exploded. It was all so abrupt, so devastatingly sudden.

“What happened? Did Fang Yuan or another venerable launch an ambush?”

“What has become of Heavenly Court?”

“Is anyone there? Just give me some sign!”

Zhao Lian Yun suddenly came to a halt. A violent suction force erupted before her, dragging the surrounding white qi currents into a singular point. She fought to keep her balance, slowly edging closer as the intensity of the pull began to fade.

When she reached the source, her eyes widened in shock: it was the gateway to an immortal aperture!

The entrance was wide open, hungrily drawing in the celestial qi from the atmosphere to stabilize, a newly forming blessed land.

Zhao Lian Yun stood motionless, gazing into the aperture in a daze. Inside, she could see a vivid landscape of flowing rivers and blossoming trees. Under the influence of the external qi waves, delicate petals drifted from the branches into the stream, where carp waited to feed.

This was the signature scenery of Fairy Liu Fang’s immortal aperture—a place famous for its beauty within Spirit Affinity House. Liu Fang had once been the elder overseeing the Secret Inheritance Peak.

Zhao Lian Yun recalled their first meeting, where Liu Fang had observed the strict protocols of the sect, keeping her at a distance. Their relationship had always been civil but distant.

Yet, none of that mattered now. As she stared at the aperture, her eyes welled with tears, a sharp, bitter pang of sorrow piercing her heart.

She was gone. Fairy Liu Fang had perished in the explosion.

Despite her rank seven cultivation, she lacked the defensive prowess of a phantom path master or the miracle of love Gu. Not a trace of her remained; only her immortal aperture had survived, dropping into the ruins of Heavenly Court. With no heavenly spirit present in the court, the aperture was acting on instinct, absorbing heaven and earth qi to sustain its own existence.

Wiping her eyes, Zhao Lian Yun choked back her emotions and pressed onward, searching for any other signs of life. Along her path, she discovered several more immortal aperture entrances, each silently drawing in the surrounding qi.