The Forgotten One

Deep underground, Qin Hong's consciousness remained hazy. He seemed to be in a blank space, surrounded only by what had once been.

"How did I get here? No, this can't be! How could I be here? Where are the enemies? Where is Brother Tianwu? I..."

Suddenly, a twisting pain shot through his brain, and his memories flashed incessantly. But when he looked back, it was less Qin Hong's memories and more Lan's dream memories.

Yes, ever since he met Landao Tianwu, his life has revolved solely around Lan's dream, and everything he has truly sacrificed for it. He remembers clearly how he used mind Magecraft, drawing upon the history of the Blue Country, to record the existence of himself, Landao Tianwu, and Oga.

Finally, using some unknown method, it was made to exist in the form of Giant Spirit. Although it was the first experiment, the results were remarkable.

Remarkable results?

"No, I've been defeated! Oh no! Brother Tianwu is still waiting for me. I have to find a way to relocate and use the other two or three Giant Spirit?"

Qin Hong seemed to have gone mad. He kept thinking about Oga, Landao Tianwu, and the people who had given everything for the Blue Dream Plan. Oh, and Yameng too.

But when he started to recall, there was nothing. He couldn't remember Yameng's face or her voice; it was as if a piece of a photograph was missing and could never be found again.

He kept thinking, even with a splitting headache, trying to find it, but there was nothing. He searched everywhere, even remembering a mysterious man he had met at night wearing a yellow coat and with battle markings like Bai Mo's.

But Yameng wasn't there.

"Damn it, damn it! What on earth is going on?" Qin Hong slapped himself repeatedly across the face, as if that would somehow bring something back to his mind. But at the same time, it seemed he was punishing himself for forgetting someone he could never forget.

He was whipped repeatedly, and after a while, tears appeared on the tough man's face. He shed tears like a pitiful old man.

He couldn't remember anything no matter what he did, and only felt extremely tired. Gradually, his consciousness returned to a hazy state, and in that haze, he heard a voice that was completely unfamiliar to him at that moment.

"Qin Hong..."

Who is it? Who would call me that?

"That's enough. Perhaps our dream was wrong from the start."

How dare you say that? Who's playing tricks? Come out!

"You've given enough, more than enough. Consider this my personal way of repaying you. From now on, you don't need to think about Blue Dream anymore..."

Get some rest.

"Aya...?"

The outside world, the entire region, was no longer a place that should exist on Earth. Powerful forces surged wildly, and even the giant rocks in the rock layer were blasted away by the two people's strength, floating in the air like balloons under this anti-gravity force.

This place is like a dream world, with jellyfish flying in the air and rocks shimmering like crystals.

"So beautiful..."

A spectator not far away, perhaps having flown to the extreme, walked step by step toward the battlefield, wanting to touch the vibrant jellyfish and pick up a pretty stone.

However, the moment he stepped in, his body vanished as if peeled away from a cocoon.

This is not a realm that ordinary people can reach. Even the residual power of these Jellyfish Fist and Blade of Hell is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It is truly beautiful.

Above them, almost in the clouds, the battle between Bai Mo and the white Giant Spirit had reached its climax. Bai Mo's body was covered in wounds from explosions, some so deep that the bone was visible.

"Again!"

Bai Mo took a deep breath. In close combat, each punch he threw unleashed a bizarre, almost distorted power, along with antimatter. After each outburst, his body was covered in wounds.

This is a combination of the Sea Tiger Exploding Fist and the God-Severing Thunderbolt Fist, which in theory can counter the moves of Avici Uninterrupted. But now, Bai Mo needs this troublesome power to deal with the enemy before him.

The white Giant Spirit activated the Supreme Principles for Ordering the World, its gentle yet eerie fist technique, under its control, felt as if a million hands were striking at it in an instant. Bai Mo let it attack, carefully sensing this wonderful power.

At the same time, there were also fragments of his own flesh and bone that he had blasted out. He took a deep breath, his flesh and blood crystallized, and the Hell Samsara Sword, carrying explosive power, once again carried him away from this place.

The jellyfish from the Jellyfish Fist were almost completely surrounding him; once hit, there was little chance of escape. He activated the Asura Lost Track Path, not daring to linger for even a moment.

His opponent's Jellyfish Fist seemed to have a life of their own, relentlessly pursuing him. Moreover, they were mixed with an absolutely powerful explosive force.

"This move, combining the Jellyfish Fist and the Sea Tiger Exploding Fist, should be the Supreme Principles Explosive Stance used by Blue Dream. Therefore, he must be the Ultimate powerhouse."

The combination of these two elements, soft yet firm, is truly troublesome. And my attacks, except for those from the Avici Uninterrupted, are basically neutralized by him.

Bai Mo, covered in blood, arrived at a distant foothold. He looked down at the white Giant Spirit, which seemed to be the leader of a school of fish, leading a swarm of seemingly beautiful but deadly jellyfish.

The opponent still possesses the characteristics of Giant Spirit, Bai Mo's attacks have no effect on it.

"The remaining power, after deducting the force used to neutralize the explosive force, can only sustain us for about three minutes at most. However, the person before me is far beyond my comprehension in the Complete Realm."

Bai Mo took a deep breath and looked at the white Giant Spirit pouncing towards him. His power erupted once more, and an extremely powerful and ferocious aura surged out. The clouds in the sky seemed to twist and turn, transforming into a sinister behemoth.

Behind him, the final Asura Reincarnation began to turn, and at the same time, three figures merged with him.

Facing the Jellyfish Fist that resembled an abyss, Bai Mo took a deep breath, unleashed his full power, and aimed directly at the white Giant Spirit. The power of the three War God, carrying a monstrous surge, rushed down without any mercy.

Like a burning meteor hurtling towards the Wubian Dahai, it seemed poised to evaporate completely. Yet, despite this overwhelming onslaught, the white Giant Spirit remained unhurried and composed.

He slowly reached out his hand, and the moment he touched it, the surrounding jellyfish melted instantly.