Chapter 917: Chapter 915: The Extreme Chapter 917: Chapter 915: The Extreme “What do you mean?”
Considering her previous interactions, Selana absolutely regarded Fu Qian’s comments as bewitching and deceptive, unwilling to listen to a single word more.
Alas, at this moment, that sentence shattered her strategy.
“You have concluded through multiple attempts that this is the only anomaly, and there should be more information here.”
Fu Qian extended a finger.
“At the same time, you can’t seem to discover it.”
“It’s right in front of you, yet you can’t see it. The only explanation is that the way of observation is incorrect.”
“You don’t mean to say that I shouldn’t use my eyes, do you? Are you suggesting I shut off my vision and use my ears and nose instead?”
“No, no, no, that angle presents too many possibilities and is completely illogical.”
Fu Qian waved his hands dismissively.
“You should start with the variables that have distinctive characteristics.”
“Think about it, what is the variable unique to this place?”
Selana instantly understood, but shook her head immediately afterward.
“It’s useless. I’ve stayed here to the limit multiple times, yet no special changes have occurred… You’re not implying that the degree of extremity still isn’t enough, are you? That would be far too suspicious.”
As she spoke, Selana could not help but give a wry smile.
“Leaving aside that I wouldn’t put myself in such a perilous situation just because of your guess, I can say very responsibly that it’s likely you would collapse first.”
“Narrow-mindedness will get you nowhere. Do you really think I need to go through such trouble to kill you?”
Fu Qian looked at her with disdain, immediately silencing Selana with an irrefutable fact.
“What do you think is the source of this omnipresent confinement here?”
Selana answered promptly.
“Although I’ve been here many times, I indeed cannot answer this question. If you mean we should start by figuring out its essence, then I believe it’s not very feasible.”
Fu Qian was very satisfied with the clarity of Selana’s cognition.
“When faced with a variable that clearly exists but cannot be understood, the process of elimination can be a very useful approach.”
He pointed at himself.
“Besides the limit you just mentioned, I’m sure there have also been particularly lucky instances where you found your target immediately upon entering.”
“Of course, more than once.”
Selana nodded confidently.
“So you’ve been through the process from the smallest to the greatest extent of confinement.”
“Exactly, so what else hasn’t been ruled out?”
Selana asked, perplexed.
Fu Qian nodded nonchalantly and kicked out.
Startled by the action, Selana instinctively dodged, and with a dull sound, the view in front of her suddenly cleared.
The already ruinous building was kicked open with a large hole.
As rubble and fine sand flew, the bright moonlight poured in.
“What are you doing!”
This immense disrespect towards the Ancestor almost drove Selana to take action.
“Smallest, greatest, slowest.”
Fu Qian continued, unaffected, extending three fingers.
“And one is missing still: the fastest.”
As he spoke, he stepped forward and walked straight out of the gap, positioning himself on the border of light and darkness, leaving only one arm in the shadow.
“Believe you’ve always avoided this situation, but why not try reaching the limit this way? What difference would it make?”
Seeing Fu Qian’s body illuminated split between light and shadow, Selana caught on to his idea.
But could this really work…
As if in answer to the doubts in her heart, Fu Qian smiled slightly.
“But since we’re here.”
The four-word spell was indeed sharp; Selana hesitated only a few seconds before stepping forward, following his lead.
However, her approach was slightly different; she stretched out her wings to place them within the shadows.
“The child is teachable.”
Fu Qian nodded with satisfaction.
Time ticked away, and soon a heavy oppressiveness arrived, making Fu Qian feel as though he was being encased in a concrete column.
A pattern of regular black shapes was spreading on the arm left in the shadow.
Indeed, the process was much more efficient.
At that moment, Selana’s voice came through, sounding strained as well.
“I seem to hear something, growing clearer…”
As she spoke, Selana incredulously stared at her pair of wings.
“It’s really different this time…”
Similar to Fu Qian’s arm, her once regal wings had turned pitch-black, even the black patterns on her body were gradually concentrating towards them.
“The two parts seem to have completely misaligned!”
Selana’s remark was met with a nod from Fu Qian.
It was a very peculiar feeling, as if the limbs were still there, but with a strange barrier in between.
Even an attempt to move them felt like reaching across space-time.
But Fu Qian remained still, focusing on a change at the mental level.
“I think I’m hearing something special too.”
Fu Qian acknowledged the next moment.
“This won’t do; the brightness here is too much, I’m almost at my limit.”
Selana’s voice was exceptionally raspy.
“We need to get out first–what are you doing?”
Halfway through her sentence, her voice rose sharply as she glared at Fu Qian.
In his hand was a bloodied wing, ripped off from her back just a second ago.
He really did take this opportunity to try to kill her…
Why? She couldn’t think of any reason…
The unexpected attack from him, paired with her confinement approaching its extreme limit, left Selana with almost no time to dodge.
Between shock and fury, Selana did not freeze, but tried to distance herself immediately, only to abruptly crouch down in a bizarre pose.
Unfortunately, she was interrupted the next moment by Fu Qian catching up and slapping her.
“Trying to gather ancient memories?”
“Too bad, you just said it, the method you told me before was correct but incomplete. It seems that just by preventing you from assuming this posture, you won’t be able to activate it.”
As he spoke and smiled, Fu Qian casually tossed the bloody wing aside, looking every bit the part of a deranged Human-Demon.
The confinement piling up on him was equally severe, but relatively, he was still faring much better than Biserana.
“And that is what you call determination? Pardon my bluntness, isn’t it a bit too fragile?”
“Under any personal threat, your first instinct is to run away?”
With that guy’s interference, escaping was surely impossible. Faced with the taunt, Selana steeled her heart and coldly inquired.
Unfortunately, she was met with another sound of flesh being torn apart.