The majestic Sacred Azure Dragon, slightly translucent, gazed down at the comparatively puny Black Totem Snake before turning its eyes toward Mo Fan, its master.
Its ethereal presence exuded an overwhelming sense of authority.
Closing its eyes, the dragon released an intense azure glow that concentrated on Mo Fan's forehead.
The glow twisted and condensed into the shape of a coiling dragon tattoo—a sacred symbol signifying that Mo Fan was the Sacred Totem Guardian of the Azure Dragon.
Shatter!
Mo Fan's body shuddered as the glow enveloping him shattered like fragile glass, freeing him from his frozen state.
"Huh?" Mo Fan muttered, bewildered. He still shielded himself for Black Totem Snake's attack, but it never came.
He opened his eyes and moved his hands down and glanced around at the azure-drenched world surrounding him.
Turning his head, his gaze landed on the majestic dragon, its piercing eyes locked on the motionless Black Totem Snake.
"L-Little Loach?!" Mo Fan exclaimed, recognizing the dragon in its spiritual form.
The sight of his long-dormant companion stunned him. "What's going on here?"
WHOOSH~
The Sacred Azure Dragon fluidly moved its massive head closer to him.
Mo Fan instinctively extended a hand, brushing against the dragon's metallic chin. Though it was in a spiritual form, the connection felt real, tangible.
The dragon's enormous tail wagged with delight, a sign of its happiness at the reunion.
"Am I in your world right now?" Mo Fan asked, noting that Tang Yue and the Black Totem Snake were frozen, motionless.
The dragon pulled back slightly and nodded its majestic head in affirmation.
"I see… So, I guess you saved me. Thanks, Little Loach," Mo Fan said.
The Sacred Azure Dragon shifted its gaze back to the Black Totem Snake.
Fury flickered in its eyes.
One of the younger generation of Totem Beasts had dared to threaten its Grand Sacred Totem Guardian—an unforgivable act.
Mo Fan sensed the dragon's simmering anger.
Sssh...
SWOOSH!!!!!
Before he could speak, a piercing azure beam erupted from the dragon's eyes, striking the motionless Black Totem Snake with unrelenting force.
"Wait!" Mo Fan's heart stopped as he realized the Sacred Azure Dragon intended to kill the snake.
But the dragon didn't stop.
CRACK!!
The beam intensified, cracks spreading across the surface of the Black Totem Snake's body like a spider web.
"Stop that!!" Mo Fan shouted furiously.
WHOOOSSSH!!!!!
A crimson aura burst forth from his body, the ominous power of the Sacred Evil God spreading like wildfire infecting the world of Azure Dragon!
Part of the azure-drenched world was dyed crimson, a visual representation of his rage.
Krgh!
The Sacred Azure Dragon froze mid-action, sensing its master's anger. Withdrawing its attack, it backed away obediently.
"Phew…"
Mo Fan exhaled heavily, his body trembling as the crimson aura slowly receded.
Suu...
He couldn't bear the thought of the Black Totem Snake dying today.
Mo Fan chose not to press the matter further with the Azure Dragon.
He understood, on some level, that it had acted out of an instinct to protect him, even if its intervention had almost obliterated the Black Totem Snake's soul in the process..
Turning to the motionless Black Totem Snake who started to return to how it was, He took a step closer, his expression conflicted.
"You may see me as an enemy," Mo Fan said softly, his voice tinged with weariness, "but I haven't forgotten everything you did for me... in a life that no longer exists."
With those words, he touched his forehead, summoning a soft pink orb of energy.
Vooom~
The orb, pulsing with his Psychic Element, floated toward the Black Totem Snake.
It entered the creature's head, carrying with it the fragments of Mo Fan's memories—a small token of his gratitude and a bridge of understanding they had built over the years...
The crimson aura surrounding Mo Fan faded, and the world returned to its azure hue.
Mo Fan turned to the Sacred Azure Dragon, his expression soft yet weary. "Little Loach, you can undo your powers now. Thank you for coming to save me."
The dragon nodded in understanding, its majestic form slowly dissipating as the azure-drenched world returned to reality.
"Ugh..." Mo Fan staggered and fell on his knees, his fatigue evident.
Using the Power of Sacred Evil God in his condition even for a moment exhausted all of his stamina instantly!!
...
As the azure world dissolved completely, reality reasserted itself in a sudden rush.
The cool night breeze swept over the hill, rustling the leaves and brushing against Mo Fan's exhausted form.
A panicked shriek pierced the air. "Noooo!!" Tang Yue screamed, her eyes squeezed shut in terror.
She had no idea what had transpired in the Sacred Azure Dragon's realm; for her, time had flowed normally.
In her mind, the Black Totem Snake had lunged at Mo Fan mere moments ago.
The massive snake now lay still on the hillside, its immense body coiled loosely, its aura subdued.
Its golden eyes, once filled with aggression, now gazed at Mo Fan with an unusual softness—concern and caution intermingled.
Tang Yue's heart pounded as she hesitantly opened her eyes.
"Huh…?" she mumbled, looking around. The sight before her left her stunned.
The Black Totem Snake rested in one corner of the hill, while Mo Fan was on his knees some distance away, looking utterly drained.
It was as though they had both been plucked from one moment and placed in another, their positions and tensions inexplicably shifted.
"What just happened?" she asked, her voice trembling with confusion.
Mo Fan, visibly haggard, tried to push himself up on one knee.
His breath was ragged, his face pale, and his body visibly trembling from the exertion. Before he could stabilize, his strength gave out.
With a dull thud, he collapsed face-first onto the ground, unconscious.
"Mo Fan?!!" Tang Yue cried, rushing toward him. Her heart seized with fear as she dropped to her knees beside him, shaking his shoulders.
"Mo Fan! Wake up!" she pleaded, her voice thick with panic.
The Black Totem Snake shifted slightly, its massive frame looming in the background.
It let out a low, rumbling sound that echoed through the hillside—a noise that seemed more mournful than threatening.
Tang Yue ignored the snake entirely, her focus locked on Mo Fan. She pressed her ear to his chest.
Ba-thump.. Ba-thump...
She was relieved to find his heartbeat steady, albeit faint. "Thank God..." She heaved a sigh of relief and popped on the ground.