The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 284 - 204 Yellow Robed Priest Where the Hell Did I End Up
284: Chapter 204: Yellow Robed Priest: Where the Hell Did I End Up???
284 -204: Yellow Robed Priest: Where the Hell Did I End Up???
The Yellow Robed Priest’s Soul Fire was flickering faintly, as it slowly emerged from within the ring.
It had been indeed too weak before and couldn’t maintain communication with the outside world for an extended time, so it needed to sleep for recovery.
However,
it had timed its slumber well, not daring to sleep for too long, after all, this place was the Anxious Land.
The deeper one went, the more dangerous it became.
It had to ensure that Su Buxian, this mortal…
could make it to the location of the fourth layer of the Temple, so that it could restore its damaged Spiritual Body.
According to its knowledge of the Anxious Land, the sixth layer should still last a while, and although this fellow liked to mess around, he had his own unique solutions, sleeping for just two hours to maintain the Soul Fire should not be a big issue.
And Su Qi certainly noticed the tiny flicker of the fingernail-sized Soul Fire on the ring.
“You’re awake.”
Su Qi’s voice came warmly, “Brother Huang, you woke up just in time, we really need your help right now.”
The Yellow Robed Priest was slightly startled.
How had this guy’s attitude done a one-hundred-eighty-degree turn…
It was well aware of Su Qi’s character.
To put it simply in two words: terrible.
To say it in four words, extremely terrible.
When he wanted to extract information from you, he would call you Brother Huang; when he didn’t need you, he would call you Old Demon Huang.
It looked like the guy must have encountered some sort of trouble or insurmountable danger.
That was more like it.
After all, judging by the time, they had already delved into the sixth or, if making faster progress, reached the fifth layer…
Like a progressive equation, the density of Black Fog and the level of danger on each subsequent layer were the sum of all the previous layers.
Especially…
There was something unspeakably horrifying and lethal down at the very bottom.
However,
what did that have to do with it wanting only to use the Temple to restore its body?
It only needed to guide Su Qi to reach the fourth layer of the Temple, and then they would go their separate ways.
Although it had deceived the boy about many things, it was not a big problem…
after all, it had let him have the chance to contact the Temple.
Throughout history, many Audiences had gone to the Anxious Land, but only a handful could reach the fourth layer and obtain the power of the Temple.
This was also a sort of God-given inheritance, vast in variations, like the ocean, where even a single scoop held infinite potential.
Some grew up to become sovereigns of their domain, others were coveted and hunted, unable to grow strong and ultimately meeting a pathetic downfall.
However,
that was none of its business; being able to acquire a God-given inheritance was enough to repay the mortal’s favor, and it still needed to…
recover its Strength, carefully conceal itself, guarding against being found by that individual.
Just waking up and being called by Su Qi,
The Yellow Robed Priest had a plan in mind.
“As suspected, you have encountered a danger you cannot deal with.” The Yellow Robed Priest chuckled lightly, “Weren’t you quite capable before?
Now you’ve thought of me?”
“Of course, now I really can’t do without you, Brother Huang.”
“Sure, sure, sure, stop with the flattery.” The Yellow Robed Priest felt refreshed; sometimes what pleases you isn’t a sycophant becoming even more obsequious, but someone with Su Buxian’s character turning around and asking you for a favor.
“I’m not just saying it, Brother Huang, you’re really important right now.”
It showed a smile, “Alright, let me have a look first.”
It radiated Soul Power through the ring and its brows furrowed slightly.
There seemed to be very few people around, only about a dozen or so, fewer than before it went to sleep…
and why did it feel like these people all seemed to have pale faces, as if their mental state had collapsed, some even trembling.
“What happened?
Is it necessary to be so fearful?”
Su Qi nodded in agreement as well, “I think so, their psychological quality is just too poor.”
“Right, what did you mean when you said you needed me?
I don’t seem to see any danger.” Aside from some darkness, there wasn’t too much else, mostly just the vast yellow sand, filled with an ancient aura.
“It’s like this, a guy before said…
after we arrive here, the only chance of life, is to find the lost objects and locate the burial place of the coffins to have any hope of survival.”
“I thought to myself…
after all, you are an Old…
Ah no, you’ve lived from the Ancient Days till now, an Old Priest rich in Experience and broad in knowledge, and this place is an Ancient Battlefield, so you should be quite familiar with it.”
“That is natural….”
The Yellow Robed Priest suddenly paused, “Wait, what place did you just mention?”
“Is my Mandarin not clear?” Su Qi repeated the three words: “Ancient, Battlefield, ancient battlefield.”
“….”
The Yellow Robed Priest fell silent, its Soul Fire flickering in the ring, and after a few seconds…
the voice trembled with slight disbelief:
“This is which layer again?”
“Didn’t I just say it?
Look at my memory.” Su Qi gave an apologetic smile and paused, “This seems to be the last layer of the Anxious Land.”
“Don’t believe me, look…” Su Qi raised a finger.
The Yellow Robed Priest, from within the ring, followed the direction indicated by Su Qi.
It saw the endless Black Fog, swallowing and enveloping everything like Nihility.
It saw the deep red suffusion as if blood was churning in its midst.
It saw…
numerous shattered Space Fragments of the battlefield, in the Nihility…
floating like an asteroid belt, revolving around.
The Yellow Robed Priest’s Soul Fire trembled, as if memories from the Old Days were resurrecting, traces of ruin and cruelty penetrating into its mind.
“Why…
why…”
“Why the most enchanting are the most dangerous…
why love would let…” Su Qi crooned.
“Shut your damn singing.” The Yellow Robed Priest roared, “I was asking why, WHY we’re on the last layer of the Anxious Land! fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
WHY in this godforsaken Ancient Battlefield!”
