The Saintess Has A Showdown 295-296

Chapter 295: Legendary-Class Fanatic

[Master, please allow me to commit suicide.]

Seeing the blue-haired girl’s true face, the Endless Saintess heard a terrified, desperate plea from the mysterious being within her.

It had followed that terrifying, mysterious aura, only to find this… awe-inspiring, chilling presence, a being beyond human comprehension.

The girl’s blue, crescent moon eyebrows framed her teardrop eyes, the six perfectly aligned teardrops on her face shimmering.

And a faint snowflake pattern around the edges of her eyes, making the whites of her eyes seem empty and hollow, like a beautiful, emotionless doll.

Even more bizarre, her long, flowing, sea-blue hair, like a glitching video game character, flowed through her clothes and skin, pooling on the ground, yet remaining pristine, untainted by dust, as if seeping into the earth itself.

Unable to comprehend this… composite being, the Endless Saintess had never seen anything like it. She hadn’t even been prepared for such an encounter.

She was the Endless Swamp’s only Lord Attendant. As a child, playing in the mud in her village, she had encountered a passing legendary being and formed a contract, receiving a token of its favor. Her life had changed forever.

Because of this mysterious token, her ability to sense auras was a million, perhaps even ten million, times greater than an ordinary person’s, granting her the ability to foresee both fortune and misfortune, to predict miracles. Before the age of ten, she had been named the Endless Saintess.

But with this gift came a terrible curse…

Her heightened senses also amplified the impact of powerful auras.

At the age of six, when the Myriad Volt Phoenix, Harbinger of the Boom Calamity, passed through a nearby realm, she had collapsed, bleeding from her orifices, bedridden for a month.

At nine, when the titled legendary Thunder Prison Lord clashed with the Dark Night Concubine, the residual shockwave, even from thousands of realms away, had stopped her heart. She had barely survived.

At twelve, when the Ice Forged Decapitator, one of the Ten Sacred Waters, arrived in the Ice Congealing Realm, its terrifying aura had caused her excruciating pain, like being tortured by a thousand blades, a torment that continued to this day.

And finally, at sixteen, this year, the Snow Monarch had descended upon the Cangsheng Palace…

The Endless Saintess didn’t hate these legendary spirit beasts. On the contrary, having her mind and body… violated by their auras, she had developed a deep, almost fanatical, reverence for these apex beings.

Even death, at their hands, was a blessing.

She had thought she would die, but she had miraculously survived.

Six months later, awakening from that agonizing torment, the Endless Saintess felt an overwhelming pressure, an aura far more powerful and despairing than any she had encountered before.

It was the aura of a Disaster Ring…

She could sense it, a world-destroying being about to awaken, a sign of the spirit world’s impending doom.

Therefore, no matter the cost, she had to witness its arrival.

The Moon-Chasing Demon Rabbit, leader of the Six Disasters, the Moon Calamity, the titled legendary being, the White Moon Lord, one of the oldest and most powerful legendary beings, born in the mythical era!

The mythical age ended, the Seven Concubines changed, the Six Disasters fell, other legendary beings formed alliances and established Sacred Domains, but it remained alone, undefeated.

The Endless Saintess had come to the Heavy Rain Realm to witness the White Moon Lord’s return.

[Master, please allow me to commit suicide.]

However, at this moment, within the Endless Cloud Sea…

Hearing the desperate plea from the mysterious being within her, the Endless Saintess collapsed to her knees before the blue-haired, teardrop-eyed girl.

The mysterious being always cried and begged for death whenever it sensed a powerful aura, but this was the first time it had specifically requested suicide, confirming her own suffering wasn’t… unwarranted.

At this moment, she was overwhelmed with gratitude, tears streaming down her face.

Perhaps… she would witness this girl confronting the White Moon Lord. And that sight alone… would be worth dying for.

“Excuse me, are you also going to the Heavy Rain Realm?”

Then, under Gong Lianyue’s bewildered gaze, the Endless Saintess spoke, her words strangely incongruous with her subservient posture.

Of course, she was going to the Heavy Rain Realm. Why else would she be participating in this trial?

“Poor child, she must be terrified…”

Seeing the black-haired girl’s trembling body, Gong Lianyue muttered softly, then turned her attention back to the massive, misty eye in the sky.

She had almost deciphered the Eye of the Clouds’s secrets. It seemed to be an illusion-type battle technique, combined with a legendary being’s aura, blurring the line between reality and illusion.

A chaotic mix of dream and reality, like a lucid dream.

A Spirit Master might think they were walking left, but that could be an action within the illusion. Ten seconds of movement in the dream might only be one second in reality.

Similarly, commands to spirit beasts were also delayed, but if you kept summoning them for ten consecutive seconds, they would eventually appear.

Most people, failing to summon their spirit beasts during the dream phase, assumed this space completely sealed spirit beasts.

But if you could discern the difference between dream and reality, this Eye of the Clouds trial was easy.

“Um… I can tell you how to clear this trial.”

Gong Lianyue ignored the black-haired girl’s offer.

She couldn’t understand this girl’s behavior, crying and pleading one moment, offering help the next.

Seeing the blue-haired girl’s dismissive attitude, the Endless Saintess wasn’t offended, but simply frowned, puzzled.

Strange, why hadn’t anyone passed yet?

Her teammates from the Endless Swamp should know the solution. They should have cleared it by now.

Boom!!!!

Suddenly, a wave of icy energy erupted, dispelling the mist, revealing dozens of confused Spirit Masters within the Eye of the Clouds trial area.

Not just the Flowing Water Sect Spirit Masters, but even those from the Endless Swamp looked bewildered.

Seven seconds in the dream, one second in reality.

They had followed the instructions, but they couldn’t escape.

Following the direction of the icy blast, a cold, blue-haired woman in an Ice Congealing Realm uniform appeared, then vanished back into the mist.

But her voice, amplified, echoed throughout the trial area.

“Endless Swamp fools, you think this is still your trial? This is the Heavy Rain Realm’s standard now. The Eye of the Clouds is infused with the Umbrella Immortal’s aura. The line between dream and reality is blurred. Good luck.”

Hearing this, the Endless Swamp Spirit Masters’ eyes widened in disbelief.

The Umbrella Immortal of the Three Lives Gate… no wonder their strategy wasn’t working!

Chapter 296: Deep Sea Returns

“Do the Endless Swamp fools still think this is your realm’s trial? This is the Heavy Rain Realm’s standard now, infused with the Umbrella Immortal’s aura. The line between dream and reality is blurred. Good luck.”

As the Ice Congealing Realm woman’s words echoed, her figure vanished into the mist.

The faces of both the Flowing Water Sect and the Endless Swamp Spirit Masters darkened.

The Flowing Water Sect Spirit Masters were terrified. They hadn’t expected the first trial to be so difficult, connected to a legendary being.

And the Endless Swamp Spirit Masters, not only humiliated, but also frustrated by the failure of their strategy, now found themselves on equal footing with the other realms.

This Ice Congealing Realm Spirit Master… she was quite clever…

Gong Lianyue nodded inwardly. She had also noticed the chaotic shifts between dream and reality.

However, this girl’s cleverness was… limited. She had only noticed the legendary aura and the random shifts, not the layered nature of the intertwined dream and reality.

The Eye of the Clouds, infused with the Umbrella Immortal’s aura, reflected and refracted like a mirror, creating multiple layers of dream and reality, up to three layers deep, a total of four states shifting randomly.

This meant that time within the real world was compressed. A minute of real-world action might only be a second in the dream. For ordinary Spirit Masters, clearing this trial was practically impossible.

Meanwhile, the Ice Congealing Realm woman was also struggling.

She had expected to quickly discern between dream and reality, but she was now trapped, unable to find her way back.

She had no idea how long she would be stuck here.

She had planned to clear the first trial within ten hours, but now it seemed it would take three or four times longer, perhaps even more.

The Ice Congealing Realm woman’s expression turned grim.

With the Ice Congealing Realm’s recent rise in power, she hadn’t taken the Heavy Rain Realm seriously. This trial was a harsh reality check.

And she had heard that the Three Lives Gate had followers in hundreds of realms, a cultivation method based on dreams.

The Umbrella Immortal of the Three Lives Gate… a truly mysterious and powerful being.

This must be… the pinnacle of illusion-type spirit techniques…

Endless Cloud Sea, Eye of the Clouds Trial Area.

After several minutes of silent contemplation, the blue-haired, teardrop-eyed girl opened her eyes, a cold, indifferent gaze, the teardrops within shimmering.

She had calculated the time required to clear this trial. It would take approximately…

“Ten minutes…”

Click!!!

As she spoke, Gong Lianyue’s eyes flipped 180 degrees, revealing their reverse sides.

Her teardrop eyes vanished, replaced by a spinning, ice-blue stopwatch.

Her eye socket the watch face, her iris the clock, her pupil the hand, ticking backwards.

During her first encounter with the Tyrant Demon Seed at the bottom of the abyss in the Wind Valley, she had used this stopwatch to time the Soul Prison Trial, using the brief window between sessions to consume a pill, cultivate, break through to the Dead Sea Stage, summon the Frost Snow Woman, and escape certain death.

At this moment, however, the stopwatch was behaving strangely, the hand moving erratically, sometimes frozen, sometimes jumping forward several seconds.

“A long dream, spanning millennia. What year is it now?”

“Even the longest dream might only be a fraction of a second in reality.”

“But no matter how much time passes in the dream, the flow of time in the physical world remains constant.”

Gong Lianyue muttered to herself, her steps synchronized with the ticking of the stopwatch. With just a few steps, she had significantly closed the distance to the Eye of the Clouds.

No matter how distorted time became within the dream, a second in reality was still a second. Her biological clock, marking the passage of time in her physical body, would only tick once.

The moment her eyes shifted, it was a sign of returning to reality.

Seeing the blue-haired girl’s figure rapidly disappearing into the mist, the Endless Saintess, after a moment of hesitation, also followed.

Although she still didn’t know the solution, she could track Gong Lianyue’s powerful, unmistakable aura.

Within minutes, Gong Lianyue had traversed most of the misty landscape, the Eye of the Clouds now within reach.

Boom!!!

Just as victory seemed certain, the Eye of the Clouds erupted, a wave of mist, like a sudden downpour, engulfing the blue-haired girl.

Enveloped by the thickening mist, the stopwatch in Gong Lianyue’s eye began to tick normally.

This meant that the flow of time in the dream and reality had synchronized. Her physical body was asleep, but her mind was trapped…

“Eh? It’s actually… alive?”

“The closer you get, the deeper the dream becomes?”

Gong Lianyue looked around at the dense white mist, her expression puzzled. There was no way out, trapped in a dream within a dream, at least five layers deep.

Less than half a minute remained of her ten-minute estimate.

And she was getting bored…

[Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower]

“Chirp!”

A small, adorable, pink fox emerged from the girl’s ample cleavage.

A few seconds later, a pink mist, its sweet fragrance, spread outwards, silently seeping into the white sea of clouds.

And then…

[Deep Sea]

Whoosh————

The crushing pressure of the deep sea, the mist dissipating, the dream shattering.

Almost instantly, all beings present, even the Eye of the Clouds itself, were plunged into a dark, endless ocean.

Swirling vortexes, crashing waves, a roaring blue abyss.

Their minds and spirits sank into the depths, a suffocating pressure, despair, terror, annihilation.

Whoosh~~~

A few seconds later, the Spirit Masters, struggling and gasping for breath, their faces pale, their expressions filled with terror and confusion, returned to the misty world.

What had happened? Why had the scenery changed?

What was that…?

Meanwhile, the blue-haired girl stood before the Eye of the Clouds, a small, adorable fox in her arms.

The trial was over. The multi-layered dream created by the Eye of the Clouds — shattered by a single Deep Sea illusion.