Chapter 568: Calling and Inheritance, Feathered Clothes Protection

The natural enemy of life, the suppression from a high position.

The advance team of the Fatui recalled the power of several executive officers they had seen from afar, but it seemed that they were not as powerful as the man at this moment.

The ice was cracking, making sounds.

In Jiang Yi's ears are the sounds of all things, the roar of dragons, the whispers of the earth, the howling of wind and snow, the ghosts of ancient countries, and the funeral songs of civilization...

In a trance, the earth, snow-capped mountains, giant dragons, ghosts, even ancient trees... and other unknown existences, all wanted him to go to the top of the mountain, to the place closest to the sky, where the earth veins were cut off by the "sky creation".

It connects with us there and completes the final transformation there.

Jiang Yi was not happy. The darkness in his soul's perception became more intense, obscuring the destiny and the starry sky in his eyes.

The wind of time is howling, and the curse of God is extremely cold to the bone.

That starry sky is its connection with Teyvat. Every star and every constellation corresponds to a familiar person.

"The price of power? All gifts are secretly marked with a price."

"If I hadn't cultivated karma and destiny, I wouldn't be able to just walk away, but I wouldn't have to care about it."

"If I hadn't been so anxious to absorb the 'Scarlet Jadeite', even if the formation diagram in my body contained some of the alchemical principles of the 'Black Earth Technique', and even if there were many things on my body that the Dragon Skeleton could relate to, the Dragon Heart wouldn't be able to resonate with my heartbeat so easily and control my body."

"If I hadn't grafted the earth vein branches onto the silver-white ancient tree and transformed myself... I wouldn't have resonated with the earth veins, and I wouldn't have read ancient information, history, and the memories of the dead... I wouldn't have seen the darkness."

"At this moment, something more terrible than filth and poison has taken root in my soul and body."

"Ying... Her purification only purifies pure elemental power... Her power to suppress the corrosive poison can only keep herself pure and free from contamination and harm."

"My current self..."

"Looking for Ying..."

"Does it really work?"

I leaned my hands against the ice in front of me and it started melting.

Jiang Yi felt so hot. His extremely high body temperature was like the sun accumulating, and his body and soul were burning.

It was the flesh and the huge force that invaded the body fighting each other, devouring and digesting each other to death.

My extremely sensitive brain now has difficulty processing every thought, as if I have returned to my childhood when the common cold made my mind a mess.

He walked forward and saw the Fatui outside, but what did it matter?

The body's heat continued to rise, but what was even more dangerous was the severe pain in the body.

The pain is like cancer.

The whole body, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, brain, intestines, bones...all organs and tissues of the human body have been infected with a cancer called "humus" and "black".

The purple crystals are actually the outermost and weakest poison in the manifestation of the dragon's power. The crimson is the deadly poison inside, and the darkness behind the crimson is the source of the poison.

At this moment, the source of the dragon is in the body, and the heart seems to have turned into a dragon heart. The rolling elements spread into the limbs and bones with the breathing, joining the pollution and darkness.

"That power...that power..."

Jiang Yi knew that he knew the name of that power, the essence of that power, and the name of that taboo, but the current state of his body made it impossible for him to remember.

The mumbling in my ears became more frequent and more severe, and hallucinations appeared before my eyes, illusions created by memories and information.

"This snowy mountain is so warm. I want to take a nap and have a relaxing sleep."

"The earth is like a mother..."

"I should go to my cradle."

He staggered forward, and all the obstacles in front of him were broken.

"The cradle is broken... but it doesn't matter, it's still a place of gestation."

"Go to the top of the mountain, go to the top of the mountain..."

As he took a step forward, in just a short moment, he sank and floated in the void of the sea of ​​consciousness, and the will protected by the mental scene was decaying.

Jiang Yi could no longer wake up.

"Inheritance, inheritance..."

"An unwilling legacy."

Who is chanting? Who is singing? Who is praying for the birth of the "bitter fruit" that can truly inflict justice?

“The elements are already in place…”

"Beautiful totem, please display it in the sky."

Many, many, I don't know what is calling, praying,

Is that the world of the snow-capped mountains, all things in the snow-capped mountains, and everything under the snow-capped mountains speaking?

"Are these my deliriums, the prophecies that came true from my dreams of wanting to be powerful?"

Jiang Yi's mind suddenly regained some clarity, and he murmured something, but was suddenly overwhelmed by chaotic and crazy thoughts.

The Fatui watched Jiang Yi walk out step by step.

The elemental weapons in his hands were raised, and the elemental lights of purple, white, blue, gold, red, cyan... illuminated the white ice and snow ground.

Thunder, ice, water, flying rocks, fire, storms... they were clearly ready to go, but fear made their minds blank.

At that time, the "Demon of the Whirlpool" rose from the sea, and the demon's pressure pressed on Liyue. The mortals of Liyue and the Thousand Rock Army were terrified. No matter how great their courage and will were, they could not resist the instinctive fear and the erosion of the demon's pressure on their bodies and lives.

Jiang Yi is not a demon, but he carries most of the power of Durin's Dragon Heart and all of the dark origin. At this distance, his oppression on the Fatui is even greater than the oppression that the "Demon of the Whirlpool" once exerted on Liyue.

After all, the Demon was in the distant sea, while Jiang Yi was right in front of the Fatui.

The distance is only thirty meters.

Even though he tried his best to suppress the power in his body, he was still as majestic as a prison.

In the snow and wind, the fireflies flew all over the sky and retreated in fear.

But when Jiang Yi's scarlet eyes swept over them, no matter how strong the scent of the mist grass was, it could not control them.

The Firefly Warlock stood up straight, and the ice element flowing out from the lantern spread out from under his feet, like a ridiculous rabbit showing its fangs to a lion.

"call--!"

Heavy breathing stirred up wind and snow, and a faint purple mist corroded all living things.

Jiang Yi raised his head and looked at the top of Dragon Ridge Snow Mountain.

"The call has become stronger."

He grabbed his hair and used his sharp, crystal-clear, purple-black nails that had become long to hold his head.

"Dulin died here, and from then on, Snow Mountain and Dulin were closely related."

"Under the vitality of the huge dragon, the snow mountain has also become spiritual and alive?"

From the darkness, Jiang Yi woke up from time to time and thought about this absurd, strange and strong call.

"The ley lines... the roots of the tree... the ley lines of the snowy mountains that surpass the honeysuckle tree, the broken ley lines... the ley lines infected by filth and poison."

"You turned into a mountain spirit, calling me on behalf of the creatures on the snowy mountain?"

"Is my extraordinary body, which was grown with the help of the earth veins, worth your anticipation?"

"Inheritance...inheritance again!"

"Do you have the same wish as Durin? Or have you been influenced by Durin?"

Confused crimson eyes looked to the side and front.

"Du Lin..."

There was a mountain of bones, which were the heads of enormous dragons.

The dragon's head was half buried in the ground, its rotten, empty eyes looking at the sky.

The huge fangs and strong upper jaw are still so spectacular.

Jiang Yi knew that under his feet was the spine connected to the dragon's head, and behind him, above the cave where the dragon's heart was hidden, were the dragon's flared ribs.

The earth is its wings.

"Ha!" He stomped his feet, ignoring the crowd of fools.

But the Fatui's taut string suddenly broke.

The water ice tried to freeze Jiang Yi, and the white glacier froze the figure in feathered clothes, but how could a small piece of ice restrain the power of a dragon.

"kill!"

The Fatui gave a low, hoarse call, like a bugle call.

The flaming bullets turned into a fiery red meteor shower, one shot after another.

The golden flying rocks were spinning and falling like meteorites.

Water balls roll like a river, ice and snow surge like a river.

Jiang Yi was still suppressing the strength in his body, but the nails on his hands became increasingly thick and slender, with purple-red crystals wrapping around his fingers. He stared at the changes in the pupils of the dragon's head.

On the neck, scarlet lines starting from the heart spread out, forming a dense blood-red spider web, dividing the neck into the shape of dragon scales.

The Eight Gates Locking Body and the Lianshan Guizang method were being swallowed by the darkness and were unable to suppress the darkness and crimson in the body.

The dragon component in the elemental blood suppressed everything, the intolerable black blood, the blood of the evil dragon, and the ferocious roar.

The vitality seems to be growing, yet also seems to be fading.

Did I devour the dragon, or did the dragon devour me?

"It's really terrible to kill the guest's gift." Jiang Yi laughed at himself, "I inherited everything you left, Du Lin."

"I inherited your intolerance."

"'Gold' deceived you."

The Thunder Hammer of the Thunder Hammer Vanguard Army smashed down, and the dancing purple thunder obscured Jiang Yi's vision.

The Storm Shield of the Wind Hammer Vanguard blocked his way.

A torrent of elements surged past.

Without deploying any defense, it hit Jiang Yi's skin and feathers directly.

The feather robe trembled, and the roaring elements made the cloud seals engraved on the feather robe glow with golden fairy light.

The embroidered sea of ​​clouds rolled and cranes flapped their wings.

The protection left by "Master Liuyunjiefeng" had never been triggered before, but was activated by the continuous bombardment of elements because of Jiang Yi's unguarded behavior.

The colorful sea of ​​clouds spread, and the elemental torrent merged into the clouds and disappeared.

"Immortal Art: Partition Space"

Minghai Qixia Zhenjun's proud magic, the convenient magic technique of dividing the cave heaven, turned into a self-defense technique at this moment.

It's so close yet so far away.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew out from the wind patterns on the feather robe.

Every inch of the material of the feather robe had been refined with immortal power by "True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng", so there was immortal power remaining on the feather robe as a source of power to activate protection.

"True Lord Liuyunjiefeng" likes to bathe in the nine-day strong wind above the clouds in his fairy residence in the clouds.

At this moment, a fierce wind blew out.

The blowing elemental torrent rolled back, blew the Fatui toppled over and over, shattered their armor and separated their flesh and blood.

Moreover, a wind blew up and went up into the sky.

Jiang Yi looked at the corpses all over the ground, and watched the strange phenomenon on his body gradually disappear, but if he was attacked, his protective feather robe would be deployed again.

"Master."

"Your skills are really not good."

The feathered robe's protection was indifferent to the dragon's filthiness, but it activated in the face of the Fatui's elemental power.

"But maybe it's my fault."

Jiang Yi looked at the cuffs and saw something black on the feathered robe.