Menyue woke up under the crushing pressure of infinite gravity. Before the haze in his mind had even cleared, Xue Xi threw him out. He only felt as if his entire body were being ground back and forth by a massive celestial body. Even when he had been suppressed beneath the Angel Mystic Realm, it had never hurt this much.
Hanging from the Heavenly Kitchen Pavilion, he had just wanted to say something when red light engulfed him. Carrying all his injuries and the curse he had not had time to utter, he plunged once more into that nauseating near-death state. Menyue was grief-stricken and indignant, and only wanted to burst into tears.
Beneath the umbrella, Xue Xi could only pray that Menyue's thick hide would let him endure for a little longer. She could not let it return to the Internal World now, or she would become Xue Xi-chan. The only solution was to completely take control of this sinister umbrella so that Menyue could escape his suffering.
Xue Xi's gaze sharpened. Only when she grasped the umbrella's handle did she sense that this was actually a supreme true treasure-level umbrella. After her mind force entered the space within the umbrella, she saw nine densely packed blood-red secret patterns, at exactly the same level as the secret patterns on the Heavenly Kitchen Pavilion!
Her heart shook violently. She had never imagined that a casual grab would yield a supreme true treasure. She did not know whether humanity had been doing too poorly in the past, or whether her luck was simply absurdly heaven-defying.
Xue Xi's thoughts were in turmoil, but Menyue's occasional screams snapped her back to her senses. This was no time to be distracted.
Her mind force surged toward the core of the supreme true treasure. Clearly,