Was this the end...?
Ye Chen stared up at the ice in despair and weakly reached out an arm.
Lan Lengshuang lay unconscious not far from him.
Second by second, time passed. Both of them had reached the limit of what they could endure without air.
Just then, Ye Chen's back touched the seabed.
He had already given up, but his eyes snapped open.
Under the crushing pressure of the sea, he pressed his palms together.
A seed sank deep into the seabed.
A Buddha statue burst from the ground.
Seawater streamed down its body.
The True Thousand Hands smashed through the ice like a god descending from heaven, its lower half beneath the sea and its upper half towering above it.
And that was without counting its thousands of arms. If the True Thousand Hands stood five hundred meters tall, those arms reached at least a thousand!
Ye Chen gripped Lan Lengshuang's arm with one hand and clung desperately to the statue's ear with the other.
He laid her atop the True Thousand Hands' head and immediately began CPR.
When CPR did nothing, he went straight to mouth-to-mouth!
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Lan Lengshuang spat the seawater from her lungs and finally woke up.
The first thing she did was touch her lips.
Lan Lengshuang wasn't stupid. She knew how drowning victims were rescued...
CPR... and mouth-to-mouth... How was she supposed to handle that?
But Ye Chen noticed none of it. He immediately transferred some of his spiritual energy to her.
"Thank goodness you're alive... If you'd died, your dad would've fought me to the death!"
Ye Chen knelt in front of her, panting.
Then he flopped backward and spread his arms and legs wide.
"I thought I was going to die..."
Still shaken by their narrow escape, Lan Lengshuang lay down beside him on the Wooden Human's head.
"Aaah! What is that?!"
The instant she lay back, she spotted the thousands of wooden arms.
Her sudden scream startled Ye Chen. "What happened?!"
Lan Lengshuang pointed at the arms. "Look at those..."
Ye Chen followed her finger and was left speechless.
"Maybe look at what we're sitting on first..."
Only then did Lan Lengshuang realize.
Right. We'd been in the water. Where had this huge piece of land come from...?
The moment she leaned over to look down, her mind went blank.
Her face turned deathly pale. "Ye Chen... what... what is this...?"
Ye Chen didn't explain. He sat cross-legged atop the Wooden Human and pressed his palms together.
He guided the Great Buddha toward the Portal.
The enormous True Thousand Hands frightened off even the hundred-meter whale as it moved.
Points raced across the system interface. Every fish, shrimp, and crab in its path was crushed by the True Thousand Hands!
Lan Lengshuang was speechless. She stared hard at Ye Chen.
"So this is your real strength?!"
Ye Chen shrugged. "You've seen it now. What can I do?"
Lan Lengshuang stepped forward and kicked Ye Chen. "You jerk! You're this strong, and you kept scaring me!"
"Oh, come on, my dear niece! You've got me all wrong. This whole place is glaciers. There's no land, not a bit of soil. How was I supposed to use my Wood Element talent?!" Ye Chen rolled his eyes.
Lan Lengshuang looked as though she half understood. "Is that so...?"
"I blamed you unfairly... I'm sorry..."
Ye Chen didn't mind Lan Lengshuang kicking him. He had simply remembered something else.
He turned to Lan Lengshuang and reminded her, "By the way, you can't tell anyone about my real strength!"
"Why not?" Lan Lengshuang asked curiously.
Ye Chen had no idea how to answer. He could hardly say he wanted to scare Old Zhang half to death...
But Lan Lengshuang came up with her own explanation. "I get it! You want to play the fool and catch your enemies off guard! Fine, I'll keep your secret!"
Ye Chen smiled helplessly and nodded. As long as she accepted it, that was enough.
Before long, the Secret Realm key in Ye Chen's pocket began glowing ice-blue.
Ye Chen brightened. "Found the exit!"
Ye Chen channeled Spiritual Power into the Secret Realm key, and the vanished Portal reappeared.
Ye Chen controlled one of the True Thousand Hands' arms, bringing them both to the Portal.
Their trip through the Secret Realm had been... hard to describe.
Ye Chen looked back at the endless glaciers and the Great Buddha he had used for the first time.
"Ugh. You couldn't drag me back to this godforsaken place!"
Lan Lengshuang laughed. "You're right. I'm not coming back either."
They exchanged a glance and stepped through the Portal.
At the same time, Ye Chen released his senjutsu. Without its energy to sustain it, the True Thousand Hands vanished into the sea.
The moment Ye Chen left the Secret Realm, his vision went black and he collapsed.
Lan Lengshuang was startled and immediately caught Ye Chen in her arms, letting him collapse against her.
She slowly crouched down and rested Ye Chen's head on her feet.
A moment later, the Westwind Lion King appeared beside Ye Chen.
"Hm? What happened to Ye?"
Lan Lengshuang smiled and shook her head. "He's fine. Probably just a little tired..."
"Don't tell me this kid used that thing again?" the Westwind Lion King asked with an odd look.
"...You know about it, Little Westwind?!" Lan Lengshuang asked, her eyes widening with curiosity.
The Westwind Lion King glanced around before speaking in a secretive voice.
"Earlier, this kid stood on a Wooden Human and chased Dong Shizhang for ages..."
Lan Lengshuang's mouth fell open, but she soon calmed down.
"True. Even someone in the Myriad Stars Realm would run from a thousand-meter-tall Great Buddha."
"A thousand-meter-tall Great Buddha? Wasn't it a hundred meters?" The Westwind Lion King was stunned.
"The Wooden Human you're talking about must be the one sitting atop the Great Buddha's head. It wasn't even a tenth as tall as the Great Buddha," Lan Lengshuang replied proudly, as if seeing something the Lion King hadn't was quite an achievement.
The Westwind Lion King wanted to ask more, but Zhang Daosheng and Lan Batian had arrived.
"What's happened to Ye Chen...?" Zhang Daosheng was alarmed to see him unconscious.
Lan Batian's eyes blazed with anger. "You little rascal, Ye Chen! How dare you rest your head on my precious daughter's legs!"
He stepped forward and swung a hand toward Ye Chen's face, intending to slap him awake.
"Dad! You're going to make me angry!"
Lan Batian's resolve melted instantly.
"...I was wrong, sweetheart. Don't be angry. I won't hit him..."
Everyone froze.
Even the Westwind Lion King could barely watch. The man was hopeless... utterly wrapped around his daughter's finger!
"Dad, prepare a room for Ye Chen so he can rest. If it hadn't been for him this time... I don't know how many times I would've died..." Lan Lengshuang gazed at Ye Chen tenderly.
Lan Batian looked devastated, as though something precious had been taken from him.
He went to prepare Ye Chen's room with a miserable face, muttering, "Ye Chen, you little bastard. I told you to protect my daughter, not win her heart!"
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