Every Sentinel I Dreamed of Came Looking for Me

Yun Sheng’s spiritual power silently reached out, following their mingled breaths as it slowly seeped into Si Jin’s spiritual landscape.

The next second, she froze.

If Bai Ye’s spiritual landscape, when injured, was a piece of cracked porcelain, then the scene before her now was like the ruins of a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

There was no complete landscape, no stable structure—only countless shattered fragments floating and spinning in the dark void.

The fragments’ edges were sharp as knives, each one coiled with a brutal dark aura as they madly crashed into, devoured, and tore at one another.

Deep within the landscape, a bottomless fissure pierced the entire core—a wound that looked as if it had been torn open from the inside, its edges continuously crumbling.

The moment Yun Sheng’s spiritual power probed inside, that brutal dark presence, like sharks that had scented prey, instantly swarmed it!

The sharp edges of the fragments scraped against her spiritual power, bringing a sharp, piercing pain.

Yun Sheng let out a muffled groan but didn’t retreat.

She gritted her teeth and pushed deeper.

The dark presence grew even more frenzied, circling her spiritual power like countless sharp blades.

But all they did was circle.

They never actually hurt her.

Just like the roaring Dark Power from earlier, it was frenzied and brutal, instinctively wanting to destroy everything—everything except her.

This realization stirred an indescribable tremor in her heart.

She took a deep breath and, casting aside caution, wrapped all of her spiritual power around it, actively intertwining with the raging Dark Power.

In that instant, the world seemed to spin.

The Dark Power, as if it had finally found what it was waiting for, frantically coiled around her spiritual power, tangling with it, merging, and seeping into it.

They were craving her!

Yun Sheng’s breathing suddenly quickened.

The Dark Power carried her deep into the spiritual landscape. She felt as though she were sinking into a dark ocean, enveloped, caressed, and permeated by countless wild waves.

Every strand of her spiritual power was tightly bound, and the scorching heat it carried ignited her every nerve.

Yun Sheng’s cheeks grew hotter, her breathing more ragged, and her heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst from her chest.

At the same time, an indescribable tremor ran deep through her body.

She opened her eyes to meet Si Jin’s, which were still crimson.

He just watched her, letting her saturate his entire being, letting her roam freely in his most fragile, most private domain.

An SSS-level Dark Sentinel, completely defenseless before her.

Yun Sheng leaned down and buried her face in the crook of his neck, feeling the Dark Power fiercely intertwining with her own spiritual power.

"Si Jin..."

she whispered, her voice impossibly soft.

Si Jin didn’t respond.

But she could feel it. The moment she spoke his name, the Dark Power wrapped around her seemed to tighten unconsciously.

Yun Sheng lifted her head, looked at his face, which was covered in black markings, and leaned in to kiss the longest, deepest mark at the corner of his eye.

Si Jin’s eyelashes trembled.

Yun Sheng’s lips traced a path down along the menacing markings, as if her warmth could melt them away bit by bit.

A soft, muffled groan escaped his throat.

Yun Sheng’s kiss fell on the corner of his mouth, brushing against it gently without going deeper.

She lifted her head, met his eyes, and kissed him again.

This time, it was on his lips.

It was a light touch, like the brush of a feather.

Madness still surged in those crimson eyes, but deep within the chaos, something was struggling desperately, like a trapped beast trying to break free of its cage.

Yun Sheng felt it.

She cupped Si Jin’s face and kissed the black markings again.

Then she kissed his lips.

Again and again, as if patiently trying to awaken something.

The moment she kissed the corner of his mouth again, a hand suddenly gripped her waist.

The grip was incredibly strong, as if he was using all of his restraint not to crush her.

His scorching palm seared her skin through the thin fabric, making her whole body tremble.

Yun Sheng winced in pain but didn’t pull away.

A surprised, joyful light sparked in her eyes. "Si Jin? Are you back? You..."

She couldn’t finish.

The hand gripping her waist suddenly tightened, pulling her into a scorching embrace.

The next second, while she was still stunned, Si Jin lowered his head and crushed his lips against hers.

This wasn’t the passive kiss from before, where he let her take the lead. This was a kiss initiated by Si Jin.

Fierce and scorching, it carried a long-suppressed desire and a newly awakened frenzy.

He tangled with her fiercely, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Yun Sheng’s mind went blank.

All she could feel was the hand on her waist tightening, and tightening again, so tight it felt as if he wanted to merge her into his very bones.

The Dark Power coiled around her spiritual power, dragging her into a deeper abyss to merge with them completely.

Slowly, miraculously... they grew quiet.

They hadn’t been completely pacified, but were like soothed beasts that had stopped roaring.

But the fissures were still there, showing no signs of being repaired.

’This is nowhere near enough!’

Yun Sheng was frantic. ’I have to go deeper, I have to give him more...’

Just then, Si Jin’s body suddenly shuddered.

He lifted his head, a sliver of clarity seeming to return to his crimson eyes.

Yun Sheng’s heart skipped a beat.

She held her breath and watched him.

One second.

Two seconds.

His lips moved. His thin lips parted and closed several times, as if he hadn’t spoken in so long that he’d almost forgotten how.

"Yun Sheng..."

His voice was so hoarse it sounded as though it were being forced from the depths of his throat, carrying the weight of long-suppressed struggle and pain, and a hint of cautious inquiry.

"Is that you?"

Tears instantly welled in Yun Sheng’s eyes.

Her throat felt choked, all her words catching there and turning into a hot rush of tears.

She blinked, her vision blurring for a moment before clearing again.

Clear enough to see the light that was hers, desperately coalescing within the chaos deep in his eyes.

Yun Sheng raised her hands and gently cupped Si Jin’s face, which was still covered in black markings.

She looked into his eyes and said, clearly and deliberately, word by word.

"It’s me."

"Si Jin, it’s me. Yun Sheng."

The crimson eyes before her trembled violently.

In that instant, the madly surging Dark Power seemed to freeze solid.

Meeting his gaze—a mixture of pain and longing—Yun Sheng’s lips curved into a smile. Her voice was as light as a feather falling on snow.

"I’ve come for you."

The moment the words left her lips, she herself was taken aback.

This was the first time she had acknowledged her identity in the dreamscape.

Because the man before her was Si Jin.

The Si Jin who, despite having clearly lost control, had forced himself to stop his attack the instant he heard her voice.

The Si Jin who was shrouded in Dark Power, yet whose first instinct when she rushed toward him was to shield her with his own body.

The Si Jin who, even having lost all reason, still instinctively knew her, protected her, and refused to harm her in the slightest.

’Before a man like this, what did she have left to hide?’