A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 247

Chapter 247: Stray Celestial Ship, Nangong Appears

Although the Immortal Slaughter fleet didn’t have a command key, they did have substantial energy reserves.

The previous attacks had severely damaged the small Immortal Slaughter ship ahead, but thanks to modifications, its basic navigation functions were still operational, and it could even achieve a second acceleration by burning the command key.

Even so, there was still a high chance of it being lost in the Primordial Chaos, unable to return. But without seeing its destruction, Wei wouldn’t rest.

His missions always succeeded. He had to witness the target’s complete annihilation.

Although called “small,” the ship was still an Immortal Slaughter vessel, and even with its maximum acceleration, the Immortal Slaughter fleet couldn’t catch up for a while.

Seeing the small ship getting further away, Wei’s heart sank, and after a moment of hesitation, he left Immortal Slaughter again.

This time, he didn’t transform into a demonic form, only his pupils turned completely gray.

Wei couldn’t block the illusions of the Primordial Chaos. Like Luo Xue, he saw them all.

But he had seen too much, he was numb to it.

All his companions who couldn’t withstand the illusions had perished, only Wei, indifferent, remained.

After entering the Primordial Chaos again, Wei adjusted his state for a few moments, then without hesitation, he bypassed the accelerating Immortal Slaughter ship, moving through the turbulent currents, directly towards the smaller ship ahead.

Although Immortal Slaughter was fast, it couldn’t compare to the speed of a Sea Crossing Realm cultivator’s movement technique.

However, Immortal Slaughter’s advantage was its ability to quickly transport a large number of low-level cultivators and travel long distances in the Primordial Chaos, something no Sea Crossing Realm cultivator could do.

Moreover, Wei was only half a step into the Sea Crossing Realm.

The reason Wei dared to face the Primordial Chaos directly was his familiarity with it, but this familiarity wasn’t without risk. The chaos of the Primordial Chaos was unpredictable, which was why he hadn’t chosen to act personally at first.

Now, the other party was about to escape, and Wei, decisively, took the risk to intercept them.

Luo Xue, inside the small Immortal Slaughter ship, with its barrier against the outside world destroyed, was forced to face the illusions of the Primordial Chaos, countless terrifying and tragic scenes assaulting her mind. Even closing her eyes couldn’t block them.

Once one’s gaze touched the Primordial Chaos, the seeds of illusion were planted, inescapable even if one gouged out their eyes.

Unless they returned to the real world. But Immortal Slaughter was damaged, its course unknown, and she could only follow the guidance of the Phoenix Emperor’s feather.

“Slash!”

The next wave of attacks came, not a deafening roar this time, but a silent cut.

The small Immortal Slaughter ship’s tail section was severed, and the ship lost control, plummeting towards an unknown destination.

Luo Xue, struggling against the illusions, looked back with difficulty.

A familiar, tall, thin figure was behind them, a cold blade gleaming in his hand, fragments of the ship’s tail drifting in the Primordial Chaos.

“Wei…”

Luo Xue’s pupils constricted. She recognized Wei, who had almost suffocated her when she escaped the imperial palace.

If not for the restrictions within the imperial palace, Luo Xue wouldn’t have escaped.

And now, without those restrictions, her only protection against Wei was this crumbling Immortal Slaughter ship.

And Wei’s appearance confirmed Luo Xue’s earlier suspicion: this assassination attempt was ordered by Dugu Di.

No one else could command Wei.

Watching the falling Luo Xue, Wei felt uneasy.

That wasn’t right… having lost its tail section, the ship should be spinning in place, why was it falling in a specific direction?

He looked in that direction and instantly understood.

“It’s… that place!”

A look of panic flashed across Wei’s face, but he quickly regained his composure.

It didn’t matter, even if it was that place, as long as he killed them before they reached it…

Wei didn’t hesitate and struck again.

But… this strike missed.

The sword beam grazed Immortal Slaughter, disappearing into the depths of the Primordial Chaos.

This wasn’t Wei’s mistake. Immortal Slaughter had suddenly accelerated again, narrowly dodging the attack.

But how…

Wei looked at Immortal Slaughter and saw a pair of eyes staring back at him from the damaged tail section.

Calm, yet resolute.

Undeterred by any adversity.

The reason it could accelerate again was because Luo Xue suddenly realized that the direction they were falling towards… also had the power of withering.

Following the guidance of the Phoenix Emperor’s feather, Luo Xue immediately deactivated the ship’s directional control and focused all the remaining power on speed, accelerating along its falling trajectory.

The speed of the fall, combined with the extreme speed from burning the command key, finally allowed them to escape Wei’s grasp.

Wei’s expression darkened. He knew that place held not only the Immortal Emperor’s secrets, but also a way back to the real world. He couldn’t let them reach it.

“There’s no other way…”

Wei closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils were colorless.

And his body transformed. Countless tentacles of grotesque flesh and blood extended, greedily devouring everything in the Primordial Chaos.

Wei’s aura surged, effortlessly crossing the chasm between Tribulation Immortal and Sea Crossing, his power greatly increasing.

At the same time, a hint of madness appeared in Wei’s eyes, his consciousness fading.

But before completely losing himself, he gave himself one final command.

“Catch Immortal Slaughter, kill the target.”

Falling, endlessly falling, the uncontrolled speed beyond the limits of the ship’s formations, Luo Xue gritted her teeth, adjusting their course slightly, following the guidance of the Phoenix Emperor’s feather.

Although she didn’t know where this endless fall would lead, this was all she could do.

With Immortal Slaughter’s tail section severed, directly exposed to the Primordial Chaos, Luo Xue could clearly feel the changes in her soul, a terrifying transformation eroding her will.

If not for the Eternal Soul of Antiquity, Luo Xue wouldn’t have lasted even a quarter of an hour under this erosion.

But how… did that guy behind them endure it?

Or rather, was he already… transformed?

Luo Xue recalled Beiming Ling’s final warning.

“Not of our… kind…”

A terrifying thought crossed Luo Xue’s mind, but she couldn’t look back now.

Just then, the aura guiding the Phoenix Emperor’s feather disappeared, and Immortal Slaughter’s fall finally reached its destination.

Although the ship hadn’t stopped yet, Luo Xue didn’t hesitate. She leaped out, leaving the crashing Immortal Slaughter, and forcibly stopped herself in mid-air.

The next moment, Luo Xue felt a bone-chilling coldness, followed by a sharp whistling sound, and a figure swooped down, crashing into the falling Immortal Slaughter.

The small celestial ship was torn to shreds by a frantic force.

Luo Xue was filled with lingering fear. If she had been a moment later, she would have been destroyed along with the ship.

At the same time, Luo Xue saw her surroundings, and to her delight, this time, the power of withering wasn’t just a small puddle, but a vast sea.

A sea of blood-red, even the illusions couldn’t conceal it, its abundant withering power evoking despair, yet also bringing Luo Xue a sense of peace.

This was worthy of being called a “Sea of Withering,” enough for Luo Xue to reconstruct her body.

But… besides the Sea of Withering, Luo Xue also saw something else.

For a moment, she thought she was seeing things, another illusion.

But as she moved through the Sea of Withering, and all the illusions vanished, these… remained, confirming that they weren’t illusions.

But a real existence within the Primordial Chaos.

“This is…”

Luo Xue held her breath. She had seen these before.

“Fallen… celestial ships…”

Indeed, it was the fleet of celestial ships she had seen in her fragmented memories, far more magnificent than Immortal Slaughter, even Dugu Di’s flagship was like an ant before these behemoths.

But they were dead.

A dense aura of death and silence filled the surroundings, which was probably why so much withering power had converged here, forming this Sea of Withering.

The dead celestial ships drifted silently through the Primordial Chaos, representing the failure and destruction of a civilization.

Luo Xue’s puppet body, gathering the surrounding withering power, gradually formed a body of flesh and blood.

A beating heart within her chest, the pungent smell of blood filling her lungs with every breath, Luo Xue finally regained her senses, no longer just a soul.

But this didn’t last long. A barely visible figure pierced through Luo Xue’s chest, easily destroying her newly formed body, even injuring her soul.

“Ugh…”

The intense pain made Luo Xue’s consciousness waver, and when she refocused, a vaguely humanoid monster hovered before her, unlike any otherworldly demon she had seen, still retaining some human features.

And from the armor on this monster, Luo Xue recognized it as Wei, her pursuer.

Having transformed into a monster, Wei seemed to have lost his mind and wouldn’t even speak to Luo Xue, intent on killing her.

Luo Xue couldn’t dodge. Her newly formed body was like paper before Wei, and his soul-targeting attacks were about to annihilate her.

Just as Wei was about to strike again, a distant, heavy sigh echoed in his ears, his lost mind regaining a sliver of clarity.

“Sigh, it’s… a stray celestial ship.”

Luo Xue opened her eyes with difficulty and saw a tall figure standing near her dying body.

It was Nangong’s consciousness.

As Luo Xue was on the verge of death, Nangong’s remaining consciousness finally awakened.

And this time, she was here for Luo Xue. This was also Nangong’s last appearance in this world.

Nangong, using the surrounding Sea of Withering, also formed a temporary body.

She effortlessly supported Luo Xue, glanced at Wei, then looked at the silent celestial ships in the distance, and sighed deeply again.

“I didn’t expect… to see you again in this lifetime…”

“You are… Nangong…”

Wei’s hoarse voice, like metal scraping against metal, rang out.

“Indeed, it is I.” Nangong nodded slightly, looking at Wei. “It seems you’re their descendant? What a… pitiful state…”

Wei, having regained some of his sanity, remained silent, his actions speaking for themselves.

He had to kill Luo Xue now, because she had seen things she shouldn’t have seen.

His figure flashed, carrying a terrifying power, intending to annihilate Luo Xue in one strike.

But before Nangong, Wei, who had barely reached the Sea Crossing Realm with the help of external power, was insignificant.

When Nangong left this wisp of consciousness, her hypothetical enemy had been the demonic remains of a Great Emperor, recovered to the Saint Realm. Wei was nothing.

Without this Sea of Withering, with just Luo Xue’s own power, Nangong would have struggled against Wei, but now…

Nangong raised her hand slightly, and Wei’s attack stopped mid-air.

His transformed appearance began to crumble, the corrupted flesh and blood turning into pus, and his body, originally that of a middle-aged man, aged rapidly, becoming a white-haired old man.

A moment of withering was more destructive than years of aging.

“Cough… cough…”

Wei coughed violently like an old man, but his gaze towards Luo Xue was still filled with a calm killing intent.

He didn’t hate Luo Xue, but his duty compelled him to kill her.

But now… it seemed impossible.

However… in Luo Xue’s current state, having lost Immortal Slaughter, she probably wouldn’t be able to survive.

Her severely injured soul and her destroyed body meant that she was destined to be lost in the Primordial Chaos.

“Go.”

Nangong said faintly, as if giving an order, or perhaps just stating a fact.

Wei’s eyes were filled with unwillingness, and the aged man slowly closed his eyes, a heavy aura of death and decay emanating from him, merging with his surroundings.