"Whew... ha..."
As Yu Jing regulated his breathing and used Fang He's ability to absorb the essence of the sun, the injuries he had suffered in his battle with Bai Xiao had basically healed. The highly efficient photosynthesis had gradually brought his Plant Energy close to saturation.
When Yu Jing opened his eyes, it meant the final battle was about to begin.
"Lord Yellow, let's go! To the final battlefield."
Unexpectedly, Yellow Hastur, who was sitting in the distance, gave no response to Yu Jing's call. At that moment, he was sitting motionless among the ruins.
"Lord Yellow..."
Yu Jing sensed something was amiss. He approached a few steps and called Yellow Hastur's name again, but still received no response. When Yu Jing stood before him, he discovered a rather extreme problem: Yellow Hastur seemed to have fallen asleep.
The evidence was simple. Two tentacles protruded from Yellow Hastur's nostrils. They wriggled in rhythm with his breathing, producing a series of tiny, sharp, and bizarre snores. (Any ordinary person who heard such snoring would be trapped in a maddening dream forever, unable to awaken.)
The battle with Bai Xiao, along with the time spent recovering, had already wasted quite a while. Time waited for no one.
Yu Jing placed a hand on Yellow Hastur's shoulder and shook him lightly. The latter immediately jolted awake from his dream.
"Yu Jing... do you know what mistake you made? Because I expended too much energy, I was trying to draw Chaos Energy from the depths of the universe through the 'Yellow Dream.' And you actually interrupted me... Forget it. The strength remaining in my body is enough to deal with these lowly humans."
"Sorry for the trouble."
Although Yu Jing nodded and apologized, he knew perfectly well that Yellow Hastur had simply fallen