Song Lin heard the sound of something crawling.
It turned out to be Turín's army of lizards! They circled around the inside of the tree and waited. When they sensed Song Lin, they revealed fierce expressions.
Just as these lizards pounced on them, Song Lin's gaze pierced into their bodies like countless sharp blades at the same time, extending into their cells and instantly causing them to explode.
Zhou Qing subconsciously became nervous and tightened his grip on Song Lin's neck.
Song Lin raised his finger, and countless blue fireflies flew in and attached themselves to the crack, completely illuminating their path forward.
At the end of this crack was a huge space.
Turín was there, lowering his head and looking at the bottom of this space.
It was so deep that it seemed to have no end.
There was no wind, only dead silence.
"You're late, Ymir is already dead."
Turín turned his head and looked at Song Lin with a regretful expression.
Zhou Qing whispered to Song Lin's ear, "Put me down."
Song Lin bent down and supported Zhou Qing to stand beside this abyss. If he was not careful, he would fall and be doomed eternally.
Zhou Qing stretched out his hand and covered the inside of the trunk with his palm, as if he was carefully feeling Ymir's vitality.
However, he could not feel any information that belonged to Ymir. Its blood vessels had dried up, its nerves had decayed, and this huge tree that connected heaven and earth was now only a shell.
Zhou Qing pressed his forehead against the trunk and asked silently in his heart, Are you still there? If you are, please don't leave so easily …
Turín shrugged his shoulders, "This tree has completely withered, there are no nutrients at all."
This huge space should have stored Ymir's Spring of Life. It nurtured the creatures of this continent and also represented Ymir's prosperity and vitality.
Now, this place was empty.
Song Lin looked at Turín coldly. The battle between their mental powers had begun.
Song Lin invaded Turín's cells, but before he could reach the core, he was repelled by Di Xin's power in Turín's body. The two forces collided with each other. It was as if countless stars were exploding. The cells in Turín's body continued to rupture and regenerate.
His forehead was covered with sweat.
At this moment, the Devil's Vine clung onto Ymir and crazily extended upwards. It squeezed into the crack and attacked Song Lin's back.
However, before they could touch Song Lin's back, they exploded in all directions. The air that was swept up by the explosion made a whooshing sound in this deep and wide space.
Zhou Qing was dragged by the air and almost fell down. Fortunately, Song Lin was quick-witted and held him down.
The Turín lifted his white coat and looked at Song Lin coldly.
"It's impossible for you to kill me here unless you kill your father first."
Di Xin's power extended through Turín and hit Song Lin's brain nerves, strangling his cells.
After a burst of ringing in his ears, Song Lin subconsciously took half a step back. The world seemed to tremble. Di Xin's power was strong. He crushed Song Lin's body as if he was tearing them apart and suppressing them, not giving them any room to breathe.
His breath seemed to be stuck in his throat. The premonition of death made Song Lin's eyes glow with a hint of gold.
Calming his mind and calming his heartbeat, Song Lin summoned his sealed power from the depths of his mind and fiercely collided with Di Xin's power. In a spurt of energy, Di Xin's influence was ejected and once again surged towards Tu Lin.
Turín's skull was about to burst. He covered his head and stepped back.
"Do you think too highly of Di Xin or are you looking down on me?" Song Lin stepped forward step by step. His cold eyes and emotionless face made him look like the Grim Reaper waving his scythe.
Suddenly, countless Swordbone Butterflies rushed in from the crack like a blue wave and rushed towards Turín.
They had already erected the spikes on their bodies. Just as they were about to touch Turín, they were disintegrated by Turín's power. The blue wings fell into the abyss in the center of Ymir, but it seemed that nothing could fill it.
Song Lin heard the sound of something crawling.
It turned out to be Turín's army of lizards! They circled around the inside of the tree and waited. When they sensed Song Lin, they revealed fierce expressions.
Just as these lizards pounced on them, Song Lin's gaze pierced into their bodies like countless sharp blades at the same time, extending into their cells and instantly causing them to explode.
Zhou Qing subconsciously became nervous and tightened his grip on Song Lin's neck.
Song Lin raised his finger, and countless blue fireflies flew in and attached themselves to the crack, completely illuminating their path forward.
At the end of this crack was a huge space.
Turín was there, lowering his head and looking at the bottom of this space.
It was so deep that it seemed to have no end.
There was no wind, only dead silence.
"You're late, Ymir is already dead."
Turín turned his head and looked at Song Lin with a regretful expression.
Zhou Qing whispered to Song Lin's ear, "Put me down."
Song Lin bent down and supported Zhou Qing to stand beside this abyss. If he was not careful, he would fall and be doomed eternally.
Zhou Qing stretched out his hand and covered the inside of the trunk with his palm, as if he was carefully feeling Ymir's vitality.
However, he could not feel any information that belonged to Ymir. Its blood vessels had dried up, its nerves had decayed, and this huge tree that connected heaven and earth was now only a shell.
Zhou Qing pressed his forehead against the trunk and asked silently in his heart, Are you still there? If you are, please don't leave so easily …
Turín shrugged his shoulders, "This tree has completely withered, there are no nutrients at all."
This huge space should have stored Ymir's Spring of Life. It nurtured the creatures of this continent and also represented Ymir's prosperity and vitality.
Now, this place was empty.
Song Lin looked at Turín coldly. The battle between their mental powers had begun.
Song Lin invaded Turín's cells, but before he could reach the core, he was repelled by Di Xin's power in Turín's body. The two forces collided with each other. It was as if countless stars were exploding. The cells in Turín's body continued to rupture and regenerate.
His forehead was covered with sweat.
At this moment, the Devil's Vine clung onto Ymir and crazily extended upwards. It squeezed into the crack and attacked Song Lin's back.
However, before they could touch Song Lin's back, they exploded in all directions. The air that was swept up by the explosion made a whooshing sound in this deep and wide space.
Zhou Qing was dragged by the air and almost fell down. Fortunately, Song Lin was quick-witted and held him down.
The Turín lifted his white coat and looked at Song Lin coldly.
"It's impossible for you to kill me here unless you kill your father first."
Di Xin's power extended through Turín and hit Song Lin's brain nerves, strangling his cells.
After a burst of ringing in his ears, Song Lin subconsciously took half a step back. The world seemed to tremble. Di Xin's power was strong. He crushed Song Lin's body as if he was tearing them apart and suppressing them, not giving them any room to breathe.
His breath seemed to be stuck in his throat. The premonition of death made Song Lin's eyes glow with a hint of gold.
Calming his mind and calming his heartbeat, Song Lin summoned his sealed power from the depths of his mind and fiercely collided with Di Xin's power. In a spurt of energy, Di Xin's influence was ejected and once again surged towards Tu Lin.
Turín's skull was about to burst. He covered his head and stepped back.
"Do you think too highly of Di Xin or are you looking down on me?" Song Lin stepped forward step by step. His cold eyes and emotionless face made him look like the Grim Reaper waving his scythe.
Suddenly, countless Swordbone Butterflies rushed in from the crack like a blue wave and rushed towards Turín.
They had already erected the spikes on their bodies. Just as they were about to touch Turín, they were disintegrated by Turín's power. The blue wings fell into the abyss in the center of Ymir, but it seemed that nothing could fill it.
