Chapter 90: I Have to Go, As Far Away From Her as Possible
The moment Si Jin finished speaking, the dense shadow tore apart as if ripped by an unseen hand. Two figures shot out, cloaked in chaotic, violent spiritual power.
"How arrogant." A cold glint flashed in Si Jin’s eyes.
He didn’t even move. Behind him, the phantom of the Abyssal Giant Wolf swelled, its spectral blue flames erupting and slamming directly into the man at the front.
"BOOM!"
The collision of spiritual power let out a deafening, muffled boom.
The man was swatted away by the giant wolf’s claw, coughing up blood as he crashed to the ground, his condition unknown.
The other Sentinel attacked from the side, striking from behind with a hand-chop infused with spiritual power, aimed straight at the nape of Si Jin’s neck.
Si Jin didn’t turn. He simply reached back and seized his opponent’s wrist.
"CRACK!"
The sickening crack of breaking bone echoed.
With a twist of his wrist, he used his terrifying strength to swing the man into the air and slam him violently to the ground!
"BANG!"
The ground cracked. The man lost consciousness without even letting out a scream.
The fight started quickly, and ended even more quickly.
Faced with the absolute power of an SSS-level Dark Sentinel, the two attackers weren’t even worthy of making him take a single step.
However, just as Si Jin let go, preparing to drag the skulking rat out of the shadows...
"Ugh!"
The sharp pain he had been forcibly suppressing exploded in his spiritual landscape the moment he dispatched his enemies, like a deliberately detonated bomb.
"Hhh..."
Si Jin’s body went rigid, his pupils contracting sharply.
The vast Dark Spiritual Power that had been mobilized during the fight, already on the verge of boiling over, was stirred into a raging inferno.
The world before him was instantly swallowed by a crimson, chaotic vortex.
He heard the Abyssal Giant Wolf’s roars, a mixture of agony and fury, and the thunder of his own blood rushing like molten lava.
A pure, destructive urge burned ever brighter, spreading like wildfire and frantically consuming his last vestiges of reason.
Si Jin felt dangerous black flames begin to spark uncontrollably from his fingertips—a precursor to his power spiraling completely out of control.
On the verge of a total collapse of his sanity, a figure silently strolled out from the dense shadows.
He was a man in unremarkable gray clothes, with a face so plain he would be instantly forgotten in a crowd.
He looked at Si Jin—who was on one knee, his body roiling with violent Dark Spiritual Power, on the brink of losing control—and his face showed not a trace of fear. Instead, it twisted into a smile of fanaticism and satisfaction.
"My master’s induction agent is truly impressive... Even an SSS-level Dark Sentinel can’t fully resist it."
’Induction agent?!’
Si Jin’s pupils constricted abruptly.
’No wonder the auras of those two Sentinels felt so strange. They looked like Dark Sentinels, but their spiritual power wasn’t violent enough. They must have been artificially induced and controlled by something!’
’And the sudden, stabbing pain in my spiritual landscape, the rampage of my spiritual power... it was all the work of this induction agent.’
The violent pain nearly tore his consciousness apart, but an even colder killing intent, a stubborn will, stabbed through the chaos.
"Si Jin, stop struggling. It’s your honor to completely lose control and become my master’s weapon... Ugh!"
The triumphant smile on the gray-clothed man’s face froze as a hand clamped around his throat.
Si Jin slowly raised his head. His spectral blue eyes, now mostly consumed by crimson, locked onto the man.
"Who... sent you? What is the induction agent? Where did you get it!"
The man in gray was nearly suffocating, but his eyes blazed with crazed devotion and finality.
"Hhh... I... will never... betray my master! Si Jin... you can’t escape! Sooner or later... you too will become my master’s... perfect puppet! Heh heh..."
His face was rapidly turning purple, but his eyes only grew wilder. He clenched his jaw, apparently biting down on something.
It was too late for Si Jin to stop him.
The man’s body convulsed violently a few times, the light faded from his eyes, and he died.
At that same moment, the terrifying power of an SSS-level Dark Sentinel detonated within Si Jin.
"ARGHHH!"
A surge of spiritual power ten times more violent than before swept through his spiritual landscape. His vision was completely consumed by crimson, chaotic phantoms.
Behind him, the Abyssal Giant Wolf let out a howl of utter agony. Its form flickered in and out of existence as its spectral blue flames flared uncontrollably, scorching the air and surrounding rubble.
Just as Si Jin was about to be consumed by the rampant spiritual power and excruciating pain, a figure surfaced in his mind.
’Yun Sheng.’
’I have to... find her...’
The thought, born of instinctual craving, had barely formed before Si Jin crushed it himself.
’No! I can’t go!’
’I’m about to lose control. I can’t go near her. This violent power will tear her to pieces...’
Si Jin clenched his jaw so hard the taste of blood filled his mouth. Veins bulged on his temples and neck like writhing serpents.
The black flames sparking from his fingertips now crept uncontrollably up his forearm, the air itself hissing and scorching in their wake.
’Go... I have to go!’
’As far away from her as possible!’
His last shred of reason compelled Si Jin to turn. Without hesitation, he shot off at an astonishing speed toward the city’s edge—the border between the abandoned contaminated zone and the uninhabited wilds.
...
Meanwhile, inside the gates of the Lin Family estate.
Yun Sheng had just stepped into the garden when she abruptly stopped.
A sudden, intense pang seized her heart for no reason, so strong it made her breath catch.
It felt as if something incredibly important was slipping away, on the verge of disappearing, carrying with it an ominous premonition.
She instinctively clutched her chest and spun around, looking toward the entrance of the residential complex.
The night was dark; she couldn’t see a thing.
But this baseless anxiety was like a cold vine, silently coiling around her, its grip tightening, making her heart heavy.
"Si Jin..."
She murmured his name unconsciously, her voice so faint it was nearly lost to the night wind. Yet the hollow feeling in her heart only grew sharper.
"Shengsheng? Is that you? Are you back?"
A woman’s voice, laced with obvious worry and urgency, called out from the main house, startling her from her daze.
Yun Sheng snapped back to reality and looked toward the voice. Su Wan was hurrying out of the house, her face etched with anxiety.
Clearly, ever since she’d been taken away by the people from the Tower, Su Wan had been worried sick, periodically checking the door for her return.
"Madam," Yun Sheng said, forcing down the strange, churning feeling in her heart as she walked toward Su Wan. "I’m back. I’m all right."
Su Wan took her hand and looked her over from head to toe. Only after confirming she was truly all right did she finally breathe a small sigh of relief.
"As long as you’re all right, that’s all that matters... Come on inside, it’s cold out here."
Yun Sheng let Su Wan lead her by the hand into the warm, brightly lit living room.
On the sofa, next to Lin Yueyao who was just lifting a teacup, sat an unfamiliar young man.
The man was handsome, with a sharpness and confidence in his eyes characteristic of a High-level Sentinel.
His head was slightly inclined as he whispered something to Lin Yueyao, their posture suggesting a comfortable familiarity.
Just then, Su Wan pulled her forward to make introductions. "Shengsheng, this is Qi Yao, third young master of the Qi Family. He’s a friend of Yue Yao’s and just happened to be visiting today."
She then turned to Qi Yao, her tone gentle. "Ah Yao, this is my daughter, Yun Sheng, the one I just found."
Qi Yao stood up at her words and looked at Yun Sheng. "Miss Yun, a pleasure to meet you."
His gaze lingered on Yun Sheng’s face for a moment, a polite and seemingly normal appraisal.
However, the moment Yun Sheng heard his name, her heart sank.
’Qi Yao?!’
’Isn’t he one of Lin Yueyao’s Sentinels from the original novel? The one the original owner of this body tried to seduce?’
’It was because her attempt to seduce him failed, and she was instead framed for trying to poison Lin Yueyao, that the original owner ended up exiled to the contaminated zone, dying a miserable death in the wilderness!’
’How could he... appear now? This isn’t how it happened in the original novel!’