The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

Fortunately, the mussel remained calm in the face of danger. “Get in here! Everyone! Let’s go back the same way we came in!” It improvised.

 Long Siye dragged Hua Yan into its shell. However, the black candle dragon hesitated for a moment. In the end, after contemplating, it decided to join the group. Lu Wu was the last one that made its way in.

 As for Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi, they were nowhere to be seen. The same could be said for Fan Qianshi.

 Meanwhile, the ground in the place started to break apart as soon as the mussel sealed its shells, thus sending the mussel and the gang down a rabbit hole.

 …

 Nothing changed about the desert. Perhaps the main noticeable difference was that the winds had grown stronger due to the increased number of unrelenting spirits that were busy swallowing everything in their path.

 Soon, the mussel found itself in the face of another great danger. The winds were approaching it at full speed. Panicked, it could not help but curse the desert, “Why are we still here in this damn place?”

 

Even though it was in pain because of its hard fall, it tried its best to shrug off the pain since there were many people’s lives depending on him. Quickly, it drilled into the ground again.

 The unbearable underground heat sent it back to the surface right away. It was terribly hot because of the molten rock within the earth’s crust. Its shells almost melted away due to the heat.

 The moment it arrived back on the surface, evil spirits were coming at them right away. Since the mussel did not want to risk going underground again, it had nowhere to run. Right at the brink of it being attacked, two powerful figures suddenly showed up to avert the calamity.

 “Master!” The mussel burst into tears and cried tears of gratitude as it rolled over toward its savior.

 Di Fuyi and Gu Xijiu made their way to the rescue just in time. With a wave, she created a wizardry barrier to keep everyone safe within the circle. “Where is everyone else?”

 “They are all here!” The mussel opened up its shells.

 Long Siye, Hua Yan, the black candle dragon, and Lu Wu were all in there. No one was left behind in the tumbling hall.

 The sight of all of them made Gu Xijiu feel relieved.

 Curiously, the mussel looked Gu Xijiu in the eye and asked, “Master, are you crying?”

 Gu Xijiu’s bloodshot eyes were wet, and tears could be seen rolling down her cheeks.

 

She was dumbstruck by the mussel’s sudden concern and quickly wiped the tears away and said, “There is dust in my eyes. It is irritating.”

 A sudden, deepening gloom in her heart started haunting her, right before the Forbidden Land of God fell apart. It was an unexplainable excruciating pain that felt as if something important in her life was taken away. Nevertheless, she could not remember what it was all about. Since then, she had been tearing non-stop.

 To focus on the matter at hand, she dismissed those feelings and felt that it was probably because she had a peek at her depressing past. She did not think twice about it.

 Di Fuyi had a presentiment about the illusion. He knew that something was wrong the moment everything started coming down. Through the fragments, he looked up, trying to see who was behind it all.

 “Hao Er!” He softly said. He was shocked and greatly saddened by what he saw, for he knew that it was their last goodbye.

 Gu Xijiu was too busy crying to notice Di Fuyi’s emotional response. Meanwhile, the howling winds reached a deafening crescendo, so she did not even hear what he said. The tears he shed were also unnoticed.

 As soon as they landed in the desert, they adjusted themselves to prepare for incoming challenges. They quickly looked for their companions and found them in time to save their lives. No one was harmed, and luck seemed to be on their side.

 On the outside of the wizardry barrier, the evil spirits continued to make loud squealing sounds. The entire place had fallen into complete darkness as if the dawn of doomsday had approached.

 Unfortunately, they were all still in the desert, caged within its fury.

 “Where is Fan Qianshi?” The mussel broke its silence. The man who started the trouble should be responsible for ending it all, not run away.

 “He should be here in the desert; perhaps, he is working on a way to stop the desert from expanding,” Di Fuyi replied.