Chapter 568: One Last Look at the Treasures Before Death
Song You smiled faintly and halted his movements.
The swirling spiritual resonance on the glass platform immediately stopped. Then, he simply stood still, letting the yellow wind blow past him.
“Whoosh...”
Within the wind, countless razor-sharp blades seemed to be hidden. Wherever it passed, the grand hall’s pillars crumbled into dust, bricks and tiles disintegrated, and even the stone beneath his feet—indeed, the entire mountain—began to erode. This wind could reduce all things in the world to the finest specks of dust, as if it carried the weight of endless ages, using time itself to weather everything away.
“Buzz!”
A streak of spiritual light flared up, shielding against the yellow wind.
Song You turned his gaze toward the distant sky, where a swallow flitted through the clouds, then to the horse that had retreated to the foot of the mountain, and finally to the young girl atop the tiger’s back, clutching her flag as she commanded her army of demons.
He exhaled a breath of pure air, meeting the yellow wind head-on.
The two forces collided, nullifying each other. The clear breath and the yellow wind—both vanished into nothingness.
Only mist and rain remained between heaven and earth.
“.....”
The big-bellied monk furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with caution.