In the illusion, Zhaozhao seemed to have lost her consciousness and was trapped in some kind of memory.
"He said he would come. Why did he break his promise?" Zhaozhao reached out to wipe her eyes, which were red from the rain, and stubbornly stood still.
Boom! A thunderbolt tore through the sky and struck Zhaozhao directly. Her back was covered in wounds, and her body couldn't hold on any longer. She knelt on the ground.
"Zhaozhao!" Su Yuan, who was outside the illusion and witnessed everything, was so stimulated that his eyes turned blood - red. The hand hanging by his side trembled slightly.
"Ninety - seven..." Zhaozhao gasped with difficulty. The hand propping on the ground trembled constantly. "There's still... one more..."
"Ah... Why aren't you coming yet... I'm in so much pain..."
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Zhaozhao watched as her white clothes were soiled by the muddy water on the ground and torn to pieces because of the thunderbolts. She pursed her lips tightly. After holding back for a long time, her tears finally burst out.
"They're dirty. I've ruined the beautiful clothes he gave me. What should I do..." Zhaozhao patted her clothes helplessly and nervously grabbed the corners of her clothes and rubbed them.
But once they were dirty, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't save the clothes.
The ninety - eighth thunderbolt fell from the sky, directly hitting Zhaozhao's vital point, as if it was determined to kill her.
A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Zhaozhao's lips. The little demons awakened by the thunderbolt were afraid of being affected, so they all fled from this dangerous place.
The scurrying little demons chattered: "Hey, what's wrong with the thunder today?"
"I don't know. Maybe some powerful demon is going through the tribulation?"
"Going through the tribulation?! Could it be the Yinglong Lord?"
"Come on! It's impossible. There was a war in the north, and that lord was seriously injured. He couldn't be going through the tribulation now."
"Injured?! Who could hurt that lord?"
"Well, I once saw him from afar. Maybe that lord has committed too many killings and has been haunted, so others took advantage of the opportunity."
Hearing their words, Zhaozhao's already pale face instantly turned terrifyingly pale. She propped herself up from the ground with difficulty and staggered towards the north.
"He's injured. I have to go find him..." But she hadn't taken a few steps when the thunderbolt, which should have ended, suddenly fell again.
The girl's thin body was struck by the thunderbolt, and she instantly lost all her mobility.
"Get up... Get up, Zhaozhao..." But no matter how hard she tried, she didn't have the slightest bit of extra strength to support her to stand up. Finally, she couldn't help but kneel on the ground and wail, crying and pleading over and over again: "Don't leave me... Don't abandon me..."
Outside the water mirror, as this thunderbolt struck, Su Yuan felt as if his heart had been torn in two. The pain was so intense that he could hardly straighten his waist.
"Don't bully her..." Su Yuan knelt outside the water mirror, with a splitting headache. Some images flashed by frame by frame, too fast... He couldn't catch them, but they made his heart ache so much that he felt like he was about to die.
The rain in the illusion kept falling, and the rain in Su Yuan's heart also continued endlessly. Those were Zhaozhao's tears.
Was this the thing she feared most, the most painful and the most unwilling thing to face?
Su Yuan seemed to understand. This was what the Diting had said, their past events.
The past events that he had forgotten and abandoned in his memory.
In a place where Su Yuan couldn't see, the dragon scales on Zhaozhao's body glowed with a little white light, while a burst of black air suddenly emerged from Su Yuan's chest. His eyes instantly turned scarlet, just like the way he was infected by sin that Zhaozhao had once seen.
"My lord?!" The little radish head didn't know what Su Yuan was doing, but as a spirit, it knew very well that Su Yuan's current situation was very wrong. If he was a little careless, he would fall into the demonic way. It quickly spoke out to stop him.
However, Su Yuan just gave it a cold look, then stood up and walked towards the water mirror.
Demonic energy surged around Su Yuan. His dragon horns and dragon tail couldn't be controlled and showed up as the demonic energy continuously increased. He actually... tore open the illusion connected by the water mirror.
Su Yuan completely lost his mind. There was only one thought in his mind at the moment: No one could bully Zhaozhao, not even the Heavenly Way.
He couldn't tell whether this was the thought a thousand years ago, a thousand years later, or if it had always been the same after so many years.
Su Yuan came with the wind, stepping on the muddy water on the ground. He picked up the seriously injured Zhaozhao in his arms and gently patted her back to comfort her: "Don't be afraid. Su Yuan is here."
He used his own body to build a wall for Zhaozhao. All the thunderbolts falling from the sky landed on him.
Leaning in Su Yuan's arms, Zhaozhao felt a sense of peace and warmth that she had never felt before.
"Su Yuan..."
"I'm here."
"Don't leave me... Don't abandon me..."
"Su Yuan will never, never leave Zhaozhao."
A total of one hundred and three thunderbolts fell. After it was over, the sky finally returned to normal.
In the sunlight, there were bloody wounds on Su Yuan's back. He maintained the posture of protecting Zhaozhao and half - knelt on the ground with his eyes closed, looking as if he had lost consciousness.
Zhaozhao woke up in Su Yuan's arms. The wounds on her body had completely healed, and her consciousness was gradually returning.
"Where is this?" Zhaozhao rubbed her eyes. "Su Yuan?!" She moved and got out of Su Yuan's arms. When she saw the wounds on his back, her face instantly turned very ugly.
"Su Yuan? Su Yuan? How are you?" Su Yuan didn't answer Zhaozhao's words. He still closed his eyes tightly and was in a coma.
Zhaozhao didn't care about anything else at this time. She bit her finger and fed her blood to Su Yuan.
Su Yuan instinctively sucked the blood from Zhaozhao's finger unconsciously. After a moment, the wounds on his back miraculously disappeared.
Zhaozhao carefully pulled Su Yuan into her arms and let him lie down against her leg. Looking at Su Yuan's pale face, her nose felt sour, and her tears fell again uncontrollably.
She reached out to hold Su Yuan's hand, trying to make herself stronger in this way. But after holding Su Yuan's hand, she found a few words: "Illusion. Don't be afraid. Wait for me."
Zhaozhao wasn't stupid. She instantly understood what was going on.
The memories that had just disappeared slowly flooded back into her mind, especially the way Su Yuan had held her in his arms to protect her and blocked the thunderbolts for her.
It was this illusion that had hurt Su Yuan!
Zhaozhao carefully laid Su Yuan down. Her little face was tense, and her eyes were filled with anger that she had never shown before.
Zhaozhao stood up, looking at the illusory surroundings. She raised her palm upwards, and a long sword flew through the air.
Zhaozhao reached back and grabbed it. She rubbed the back of her left hand across the sword edge, and the sword qi slowly gathered upwards.
"I'm really angry."
With one sword, she split the sky and cut through everything.
Since its birth, no one or demon had ever been able to break the illusion by force, but Zhaozhao split it open with this sword.
The sword qi carried the wind, and Zhaozhao's hair fluttered. Holding the sword, she looked at the man - eating flower field that used the intruders as nutrients, slowly raised her hand, and struck out with the sword again.
Wherever the sword qi passed, the flower field instantly vanished into thin air.
Zhaozhao's spiritual energy overflowed all over her body. The sword in her hand kept shaking. She still wanted... to cut something else.
Then, she felt a pain in the back of her neck and fainted.
In the last second before fainting, Zhaozhao saw her master, who should have been far away on Wutong Mountain.