Qian Daoliu Investigates the East Sea

After hearing Ah Yin's words, Liu Feng no longer hesitated. He carefully scooped her up in his arms, letting her arm gently loop around his neck.

Then, Liu Feng immediately circulated the soul power inside his body. A faint green light glowed around him, lifting their bodies slowly into the air.

Ah Yin rested her cheek against Liu Feng's shoulder. Feeling his strong arms, a gentle smile unconsciously curved at the corner of her mouth.

Liu Feng held Ah Yin tightly, afraid that she might suffer even the slightest further harm. Then, the two of them slowly flew toward the Divine Wood Sect.

Golden sunlight fell over them, casting a long shadow across the sea. The scene looked exceptionally warm.

Meanwhile, on the far side of a small hill near the shore, Flender and Yu Xiaogang lay prone in the grass, watching Liu Feng carry Ah Yin farther and farther away. Only after their figures had completely disappeared beyond the horizon did they finally sigh in relief.

After quite a while, once they had confirmed there was no other danger nearby, the two slowly poked their heads out from behind the hill, their faces filled with the relief and shock of having survived a disaster.

At that moment, Flender and Yu Xiaogang no longer possessed even a shred of the dignity expected of a Soul Sage and a Soul Emperor.

Their entire bodies were deeply buried in the dirt of the hillside, with only two dust-covered heads exposed. Their hair was tangled with tiny stones and withered grass, while streaks of mud crisscrossed their faces. They looked just like groundhogs freshly dug out of the earth.

This miserable state was not intentional. It had been caused by the god-level battle between Ah Yin and the Killing God.

That earth-shattering