He looked down, it was a Dark Pattern Ring identical to the one Hillena wore on her hand.
This pair of rings, using Divine Blood as a guide and time as a contract, can even perceive each other’s emotions across time and space.
If Hillena’s feelings for Xiya waver in the slightest, the ring on his finger will gradually dim.
And if one day she truly breaks her oath and falls in love with another man, Xiya’s ring will disintegrate into powder along with the Divine Power sealed within.
In other words, this is actually a surveillance device, used to constantly monitor Hillena’s feelings for him.
Tiya’s example is a lesson beforehand, even Divine Ancestor Xiya does not wish to repeat the same mistake.
Xiya stared in shock at the faint flicker on the ring, which then returned to its original state, and a tinge of unease immediately crept into his heart, but he quickly calmed down.
Though Hillena seemed very approachable, she was actually someone who is very good at maintaining a sense of distance, and apart from him, she never gave any other man the time of day, so nothing could possibly go wrong.
"Hillena is likely at the Helius Mausoleum, a place full of the dead, how could something like that happen there again?"
"I must be overthinking it."
Xiya confidently murmured to himself.
He had already made up his mind; after exploring the ancient ruins of the Mist Sea Area, he would petition Saint Laurent VI to marry Hillena to him, to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.
The ground trembled under the iron hooves as thousands of blue-faced, fanged Abyss Demons roared and charged.
These outcasts, cursed and exiled by the gods, had a ceaseless battle spirit flowing through their veins.
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Fortunately, although there were many of these demons, their strength was relatively weak, mostly only at First Rank or Second Rank levels.
Documentation in the original work mentioned that almost all males of this race ventured to battle, driven by the bloodlust in their lineage to challenge beings stronger than themselves until they died in battle, otherwise they would not rest.
No human had set foot in this world for many unknown years, but the appearance of Lynn and Hillena completely stirred the ferocity within these demons!
Therefore, faced with the thousands of formidable Abyss Demon beasts, Lynn knew there was no way to retreat; he certainly couldn’t outrun them, so he had no choice but to fight.
At the forefront were merely some First Rank riff-raff, a group of mindless killing puppets.
The truly intelligent leader waited quietly at the back, prepared to seize the opportunity once Lynn revealed his true strength.
As his gaze swept over the thousands of imposing demons coming on fiercely, Lynn remained calm, clearly sensing the mysterious tether within him linked to Ivyst was heating up—a testament to the power-sharing!
As Lynn raised his hand to draw his sword, the blade traced an uncanny arc in the air, and the surrounding light seemed to be instantly siphoned away. He did not assume a complicated starting stance, but simply slanted the sword tip towards the ground, muttering a few obscure syllables.
In a flash, within a hundred-meter radius centered on him, the space rippled like water, and a force verging on nothingness began to awaken.
As the low voice fell, Lynn swung his sword in a flat slash forward. There was no earth-shattering boom, only a barely discernible dark purple rift spreading along the sword’s path, whereupon everything in its swath—charging demons displaying their might, flying stones, or the pervasive black energy—was erased as if wiped away by an invisible eraser, leaving not even a wisp of dust.
Over a thousand demons charging at the forefront had been howling and swinging their weapons one second, and the next, they and their gruesome bodies were turned into absolute void along with their battle axes!
The remaining demons, seeing their kin vanish into thin air, instinctively halted, their eyes showing fear beyond mere slaughter for the first time.
Undoubtedly, Lynn’s terrifying method struck fear even in the hearts of the demon leaders at the back.
Having shared part of Ivyst’s power and utilized the Annihilation ability, the effect was indeed remarkable, but Lynn himself had paid a significant price, propping himself up with his sword, kneeling on one knee, coughing violently.
At this moment, his face was as pale as if all blood had been drained, and his vision was becoming somewhat blurred.
The demon leaders lurking at the back, seeing Lynn in such a state, assumed that unleashing that attack had exhausted him completely and surged forward, intending to slay him while he appeared to be in a weakened state.
Lynn didn’t even lift an eyelid. As these demon leaders charged to within about ten meters of him, a playing card quietly appeared between his fingers.
The next moment, the playing card in Lynn’s hand transformed instantly into ten strands of free black thread.
Maintaining his half-kneeling stance, Lynn slowly raised his wrist, turning his palm skyward.
In an instant, the black threads shot out, weaving, intertwining, and twisting in the air like slithering black snakes.
The previously dispersed Endless Silk now began to coalesce into a cohesive entity under his intentional manipulation.
A moment later, a spiral spear formed by countless black threads slowly took shape, landing in his palm, glinting with a cold hue under the light.
Lynn’s muscles suddenly swelled, his whole being like a taut bowstring, poised to strike!