Chapter 59: Guo Ming's Footprints

  It has been said that there are mountains of immortals beyond the world, Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou, and three great mountains of immortals beyond the world that are famous in the world. In fact, there are many wonderful places in this world, it's just that ordinary people can't reach them.

  The forest in front of them was isolated from the world, and if it weren't for Shui Mengyao's guidance in her dream, the two would have found it difficult to find this place.

  Along the place in her dream, Shui Mengyao listened quietly for a moment, first there was silence, then the sound of a mighty waterfall burst forth like ten thousand horses galloping, Shui Mengyao's face lit up with joy, she pulled Sun Hong and exclaimed: "I found it, it's that place."

  Sun Hong's face changed, and he hastily took a step forward to grab Shui Mengyao, saying seriously: "Mengyao, I now somewhat believe what you said, but do you think you can save him?"

  "I don't care, since heaven has led me here, I must save him," Shui Mengyao said stubbornly.

  "I hope so?" Sun Hong said anxiously.

  Soon, Shui Mengyao's face changed color. The cliff was hundreds of feet high, nearly vertical at an angle of ninety degrees, and there were almost no places to climb. Even a skilled ape might not be able to do it.

  Tears quickly filled the eye sockets, and everything in front of me was exactly the same as in my dreams. So what does this mean? Guo Ming had indeed fallen into this deep abyss. The person I loved was right in front of me, but I couldn't reach out to save them - what a tragic sorrow!

  "Meng Yao, I can climb this mountain alone, but with you, it's impossible. Besides, do you think you can save Guo Ming? The deep pool is a thousand feet deep, who can enter it?" Sun Hong didn't want to deceive Shui Meng Yao, so he patiently said.

  "Is everything really beyond redemption?" Shui Mengyao stared blankly at Sun Hong.

  "Yes, a deep voice came."

  The two looked up and saw a middle-aged man slowly descending from the sky. He walked towards Shui Mengyao and said in a low voice, "This is a mysterious place, I don't know what will happen after Guo Ming goes in, but his chances of survival are not great."

  The newcomer is none other than Shuizhong Ming, a descendant of Confucius.

  "I didn't think he had reached this level," Sun Hong's heart skipped a beat, "Is this the difference between a martial artist and a cultivator?" Always used to being the protector of the two, now the roles were reversed, Sun Hong felt a wave of discomfort in his heart.

  "Dad, you have to save Guo Ming, okay?" Shui Mengyao cried out in her father's arms.

  Shui Zhongming patted Shui Mengyao's back and sighed, "Do you think I'm a heartless person? I've already explored the deep pool, but after sinking to 800 meters, I couldn't sink any further. According to my calculations, the deep pool is at least several thousand meters deep. Tomorrow... alas, let's hope he has good fortune."

  The three of them didn't notice that the sky had undergone some changes, and the originally clear sky began to darken. A gloomy atmosphere of impending wind and rain slowly pressed in.

  The first to sense this aura was Shui Zhongming, his face changed, and his divine consciousness probed towards the horizon. However, he didn't discover anything, but there wasn't a hint of excitement on his face, instead it became even more solemn. His divine consciousness spread out in all directions from him as the center, forming a circular shape.

  When his divine sense probed into the depths of the abyss, an unprecedented great danger came. The terrifying breath flashed and attacked, causing the water in front of him to spout a mouthful of blood.

  He gazed into the depths with a terrified expression, just now he had felt the breath of death. What was that?

  It seems that a monstrous beast is about to awaken, wreaking havoc, raging, resentful of the world, and other negative and disturbing energies are coming one after another, severely injuring his heart. A great Confucian scholar is also human, especially when it comes to Shui Ming in this generation, he knows even better how to protect himself.

  As soon as he came into contact with it, he knew that this thing was absolutely not something he could handle. He grabbed one hand and hastily said, "Let's go."

  "Dad, what's wrong?" Shui Mengyao looked at the rapidly changing scenery below her feet and asked in a low voice.

  "This world is probably going to change, Ming Sheng said in a clear voice from the water." After finishing speaking, he suddenly accelerated and shot out like lightning.

  Sun Hong also felt that terrible oppression, she turned her head and took a look, and couldn't help but let out a scream, she saw a scene that would be hard to forget for the rest of her life.

  A gigantic hand emerged from the ten-thousand-meter waterfall, its palm entirely unlike a human's. It was covered in azure scales that sent shivers down one's spine. The five fingers were tightly joined together and pressed down on the three of them. No one knew just how large the palm was, but Sun Hong had finally experienced what it meant to be crushed by an overwhelming disaster.

  What's pressing down on him is not just his physical body, but also that vast spiritual pressure.

  Everything behind them began to collapse, the giant sky tree thundered and shattered into fragments flying towards the few people. Even precious animals started rushing in their direction under crisis reaction, but all this could not stop the pressure between heaven and earth.

  A tiger ran halfway, looked back in terror for a moment, and its body froze on the spot, followed by a loud explosion, splashing blood everywhere.

  The same scene is being performed in different places, and the original paradise has turned into a dark underworld, a battlefield of Asura.

  "Be careful!" Sun Hong cried out in a loud voice.

  At the same time, her body subconsciously dodged, and Ming only felt a tightness behind his back. Sun Hong's body was pressed against his, with several drops falling on his face.

  "Xiao Hong, what's wrong with you?" Water Ming's voice trembled as he spoke, his heart filled with a bad premonition. He was afraid that something would happen to her, and if it did, he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

  Sun Hong tightly hugged the man in front of her chest, it was this man who made her pay a lifetime of emotions. Unexpectedly, today she paid with her own life for this. She was the most outstanding special soldier, and she herself understood the injuries on her body. Her originally spirited eyes seemed to have shattered, and her haggard appearance was heart-wrenching.

  She said softly: "Zhong Ming, I love you for a lifetime and have no regrets. Take Meng Yao out."

  Shui Zhongming heard a hint of finality in the other person's tone, and before he could react, Sun Hong suddenly pushed him forward with great force, causing Shui Zhongming to speed up. Meanwhile, she smiled and flew backward, steadily gazing at her beloved as he turned around to look at her.

  A massive wave crashed down behind her, quickly engulfing her figure.

  "Little Red, shouted loudly in the water."

  In his dream, he felt a gentle hand gently stroking his body. Alas, Guo Ming's body had sunk into deep sleep, and all he could feel was a thread of divine consciousness. However, there was one thing that Guo Ming could be certain of - his body was slowly recovering.

  This situation is not obvious, but it's really real.

  Seven days had passed, and Guo Ming finally opened his eyes. Suddenly, two streams of blood and tears gushed out, caused by the scabbed-over cornea being torn open by Guo Ming's eyelids. Guo Ming hastily closed them again, but with each blink, his pain grew more intense.

  Guo Ming let out a low cry, his right hand wanting to touch his eye, but he forcibly stopped it. Half-kneeling on the bed, his hands kept trembling, and that kind of pain almost made him faint.

  "Who made you so restless? A soft and gentle voice came through."