Chapter 2441: The Hand of the Realm Within a Realm!
Su Han looked at his own palm and his entire body, with a flash in his eyes.
This was considered a surprise.
He had already prepared for the worst outcome, planning to use the self-destruction of his physical body to annihilate the opponent.
Unexpectedly, the white light from the opponent’s self-destruction was integrated into his body, becoming his own flesh.
Ultimately, this was just a trial.
In this Death Cliff, anyone could receive the information they sought, but it was absolutely impossible to acquire any fortune!
At this moment, Su Han’s physical body was condensed, but there was no improvement.
The only thing he could gain was the three-second scene about to appear on the screen above the Sixth Cliff.
Looking up, holding his breath, Su Han gazed at the screen that had already appeared.
Su Han didn’t even need to think; it was as if the screen already knew exactly what he wanted to see.
First second—
It was still the thatched cottage, still everything in the environment.
The Ancient Emperor of Holy Demons was sitting there, and the blurred figure beside him had already appeared.
Until this moment, that figure became much clearer.
Su Han could see that the clothes worn by the figure should be gray.
And this gray, was identical to the Yuan Ling that appeared in the environment.
Thus, the first second ended, and the second second arrived—
The gray clothing completely manifested in front of Su Han, without any further blur.
Apart from the face, Su Han could clearly see all the contours of the entire figure.
Gray garments, gray shoes, hands with drooping spots, a slightly curved rather than straight figure...
He resembled Yuan Ling very much.
Even though Su Han had made all the preparations and felt that, regardless of the result, he would not lose composure.
Yet at this instant, he became nervous.
His lips even parted lightly, as if in a daze, murmuring a sentence repeatedly.
And that sentence was... Don’t let it be him!
The third second finally arrived—
The entire scene became completely clear, and Su Han could see everything he wanted to see.
Su Han also saw the previously blurry face.
At the moment of clarity, Su Han’s chest felt as if it were struck by a heavy hammer, and red liquid sprayed out with a splat!
It was blood.
Not just one mouthful, but as if all the blood in his body was flowing down from the corners of his mouth at that moment.
His face gradually turned pale, his gaze lost focus, and a sense of powerlessness filled his whole body.
"Splash!"
The three-second scene disappeared.
The screen also returned to chaos and gradually dissipated.
Su Han was like an elderly person exhausted to the extremity, wanting to grasp something to help him stand firm.
But here, it was barren, an empty land with nothing to grab onto.
Finally, with a thud, he sat down on the ground.
His gaze was vacant, everything in front became blurry, and his consciousness dipped into darkness.
It was as if, night had fallen...
...
One day, two days, three days, four days.
A figure in white lay lifelessly on the ground, gazing up at the Void.
With breath still intact, still heaving, yet he had no desire to move at all.
All the time had transformed into that scene, that face, eternally lingering in Su Han’s mind.
As time passed, the figure, already skinny, had nearly shriveled, and the power of cultivation that filled his body was gradually dispersing.
Until the tenth day.
"Ah!!!"
A roar filled with complex emotions echoed throughout the Sixth Cliff.
This sound, mixed with anger, mixed with unwillingness, mixed with indescribable pain and torment.
Following the gradually fading echo, the figure in white, who had lain still for ten days, stood up.
...
Finally, only the Seventh Cliff remained.
Perhaps, only at the Seventh Cliff, could one see Liu Qingyao within the Realm Within a Realm.
The elder from the Burial Cave had said before, within the Seventh Cliff, one could see everything.
Su Han’s expression was calm as he descended from the Sixth Cliff and headed towards the Seventh Cliff.
No expression could be discerned on his face.
No one knew what he was truly thinking.
For him, it seemed as if all this had never happened.
As for the memories of the Sixth Cliff, it seemed like he erased them the moment he stepped across it.
Yet, were they really erased?
From the Fifth Cliff to the Sixth Cliff, Su Han spent a month.
From the Sixth Cliff to the Seventh Cliff, Su Han spent three months.
Until now, Three Emperor Mountain had only three years left, and a year and a half had already been wasted at Death Cliff.
Plus the previous two months on the road, only fourteen months remained.
Leaving the Seventh Cliff and returning to the entrance of Three Emperor Mountain would take another five months.
Which meant, only nine months remained for Su Han.
On the way to the Seventh Cliff, Su Han pondered if nine months would be enough to succeed.
Yet, the Seventh Cliff defied his expectations.
Here, he encountered no obstacles.
No Light Shield, no environment, and no figures.
Precisely, it was no longer a cliff, but the bottommost part of Death Cliff.
The entire Death Cliff was like a giant cave, much like the Burial Cave, descending from above.
At the Seventh Cliff was the bottommost end.
A screen floated in the center of the Seventh Cliff, and Su Han had long noticed it.
The screen didn’t appear because of Su Han.
𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
Nor did it disappear after three seconds.
It seemed to eternally exist here, as if the screens from the First to Sixth Cliff were reflections of it, only then appearing.
"Phew..."
Taking a deep breath, Su Han slowly approached the screen.
His mind held only one picture, that was Qingyao!
The screen sensed something, the chaos began to dissipate, and the scene Su Han had seen before, emerged.
On the gigantic stone platform lay the flawless figure reaching extremity.
Her eyes were tightly shut, her whole body enveloped in a thick, deep green glow.
"It’s denser than the last time I saw it..." Su Han clenched his teeth.
Around this figure were seventy-two Dark Blood Angels with their black wings unfolded, and three Light Seraphs with twelve wings each!
They seemed to be guarding this beautiful figure, but their faces bore endless pain and torment.
Massive transparent chains appeared and disappeared, extending from nowhere, forcibly piercing into their bodies, seemingly extracting their essence as nourishment.
This was the scene of the first second in the screen, identical to what Su Han had seen when he first entered the Realm Within a Realm.
When the second second arrived, Su Han’s pupils suddenly contracted—
A gigantic hand, unknown when it appeared, hovered over Liu Qingyao!
This hand was covered with hair, dense and coarse.
In comparison, Liu Qingyao on the stone platform seemed as small as an ant!