This aura was very familiar.
Even if several hundred more years passed, Qin Yuan would never forget where this aura came from.
Clearly, the ocean vortex below was somewhat connected to the Dark Plane. It might even have been the work of a certain Dark King.
"Ling'er, are you all right?"
Red Sparrow looked at Huang Ling'er in Qin Yuan's arms, her gaze concerned and her voice gentle.
Qin Yuan also checked Huang Ling'er's condition. Seeing her little face pale and her delicate body trembling, he immediately opened the entrance to the Space-Time Plane.
However, just as he was about to send Huang Ling'er inside, she shook her head and refused.
"N-No... I can still endure it..."
Huang Ling'er clung tightly to Qin Yuan. After staring at the ocean vortex for a while, she closed her eyes. After resting briefly, she opened them again.
Closing her eyes, opening them, closing them again...
After repeating this over and over, her face grew increasingly pale. Although her body had stopped trembling, she seemed to be gradually turning cold.
As a totem Phoenix and the king of fire, for her body to turn cold was truly rare.
Seeing that Huang Ling'er did not want to return to the Space-Time Plane, Qin Yuan gently patted her back with one hand and comforted her softly. "It's all right. We're all here..."
"Mhm..."
Huang Ling'er responded, and her breathing eased considerably.
She seemed to have found a solution. Subconsciously, she rested her head on Qin Yuan's shoulder, watching the vortex below while breathing in his scent.
And sure enough, this method really worked.
Although the abyssal vortex below gave her an intense feeling of dizziness, Qin Yuan's aura made her feel at ease.
Whenever the dizziness became stronger than before, all she had to do was