vstars Chapter 198: Falling into a trap
Chapter 198: Falling into a trap
Chapter 198 Walking into a Trap
Mo Qilin sighed inwardly. Sensing Yan Huai's current state, it released a bubble into the water droplet container—the bubble gradually grew larger until it was large enough to contain Zhang Qiling.
"You promised me! You can't interfere with Yan Huai's ideas."
Zhang Qiling nodded almost imperceptibly, and then his figure disappeared into the copy space.
In the next half minute, Zhang Qiling felt as if he had been transported to another space by a link, and the halo in front of him changed from bright to dark red.
As soon as he felt his feet land on solid ground, before he could even open his eyes, a familiar dragon roar came from behind him, carrying an indescribable sense of irritation.
Zhang Qiling turned around and saw a huge, thick tentacle rushing towards him. His body tensed instinctively, and he was about to dodge when a sharp dragon claw intercepted the tentacle before he could react.
It is Yan Huai's dragon body...
Zhang Qiling's pupils contracted slightly. What he saw before him was something he had never seen before—it was a deep, icy pool. The tentacles that had just rushed at him were the same octopus tentacles that had attacked him and Yan Huai in the tunnel earlier. At this moment, Yan Huai was confronting the mutated octopus in the icy pool in his dragon form.
No wonder it's so irritating... Anyone would lose patience if they were entangled in circles of strangely tactile, sticky objects.
What puzzled Zhang Qiling was that, according to Mo Qilin's intention, he shouldn't have been seen by Yan Huai, but judging from the dragon claw's action of stopping him just now, it was timely and seemed urgent, much like the feeling of Yan Huai protecting him when he was in danger.
He looked at the increasingly impatient dragon shadow in mid-air, but the other party didn't even glance in his direction again.
Is it really a coincidence?
Zhang Qiling was puzzled, but did nothing more. He simply stood still and waited for Yan Huai to finish.
This was the first time he had witnessed Yan Huai's dragon form in battle. His imposing aura was overwhelming, and his destructive power was immense. If this had happened inside that water-burial tomb, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the tomb would have crumbled and the mountain would have collapsed. He somewhat understood why Yan Huai had said the world consciousness had set up a barrier, only releasing them after Yan Huai and his clan had dealt with the Wang family.
Later on, they even went so far as to seal away more than half of Yan Huai's abilities...
But since they brought him into this world, why won't they accept his abilities...?
Zhang Qiling stared blankly at the waist and abdomen of Yan Huai's dragon body, feeling a dull pain in his chest. What did losing the scales mean for Yan Huai's clan?
In that instant of hesitation, flames suddenly erupted from Yan Huai's dragon body, burning the octopus tentacles wrapped around him into withered remnants.
The octopus in the cold pool was in pain, and its whole body twisted and became ferocious. It tried to escape into the pool, but Yan Huai used his sharp claws to pierce its head and completely pull its body out of the cold pool, soaring into the air.
The severed limbs fell off the octopus piece by piece, and as they hit the ground, they reflexively twitched due to the residual nervous system.
Seeing this, Zhang Qiling moved away quietly.
Once everything had settled down and the octopus had completely died, Zhang Qiling, who had thought he would finally see Yan Huai return to human form, fell into deep thought as he watched the dragon shadow recede further and further away above him...
This isn't what he imagined. Where is Yan Huai going?
Zhang Qiling was filled with doubt when, in the next second, a thin membrane-like barrier appeared around him—a bubble blown to him by the Mo Qilin...
The bubble's color had transitioned from transparent to bluish-black, enveloping him and sweeping away in the direction where Yan Huailong's shadow disappeared, until it landed in front of a magnificent palace.
Zhang Qiling regained his mobility. He stood outside the palace, trying to grasp the faint sense of familiarity he had with the palace, but to no avail.
Suddenly, the sound of water came from inside the hall. Zhang Qiling was puzzled and subconsciously walked closer and pushed open the hall door.
Through the misty steam, a tall, slender, fair figure was reflected in those dark pupils...
Zhang Qiling: "!"