Keyboard Immortal - Chapter 2753

1266: Living Dead Flesh and Bones

“How can I save you? Can the elixir of immortality work?” Zuan thought of the dragon elixir of immortality, and even thought of other legendary elixirs of immortality. He was now trying every possible way to save Yao Ji’s life.

“I have become a stone peak now. How can the elixir of immortality be of any use?” The Wushan Goddess seemed to have a hint of smile in her tone, “Ah Zu, don’t be sad for me. I am already very happy that you can come at the last moment of my life.”

Zuan hugged her tightly, tears already pouring down his face: “It’s all my fault. I blamed myself for not finding you earlier. Suyin has forgotten everything, and now you are leaving me…”

“Don’t blame her either. It’s because I turned into a mountain, and mountains can be engraved forever, so I remember everything about you. But she is different. She took the elixir of immortality. Although she gained endless life, her spiritual memory will be worn out over the long years, and she will eventually forget the past between you. It is normal to forget the feelings between you two.”

“I never blamed her. I only blame myself.”

Zuan was about to say something when Goddess Peak suddenly transformed into the form of the Goddess of Wushan. Her hand gently stroked Zuan’s face: “Farewell, my love…”

Zuan was startled and instinctively tried to grab her, but his grasp was empty. The beauty before him transformed into countless starlight and vanished into thin air.

His hand froze in mid-air, not letting go for a long moment.

He felt a wave of despair. Despite all his successes in life, now he couldn’t even save the woman he loved. What was the point of everything? He might as well die.

Thinking of this, he stood there, his entire body seemingly melting away.

His flesh slowly began to crumble, but he no longer cared.

What joy was there in life, what fear in death?

Because of his mistakes, Chang’e and him had waited for so long.

Now Chang’e no longer remembered him, and the Goddess of Wushan was dead.

I’d already left her waiting alone for so long. How could I leave her on this journey alone again?

Watching his flesh and blood disintegrate, and only a skeleton remained, he felt extremely peaceful.

So be it…

But in the eyes of Isabella and Yanhua, who were on the edge of the cliff at this time, the sky was about to fall.

Because they watched Zaun walking on the chains, and suddenly his whole body trembled, as if he had encountered something exciting.

Then his flesh and blood began to melt, and gradually his bones were exposed.

Originally, in the original plan, Zaun should have used his special skills to start repairing his body.

But at this time, he didn’t move at all, as if he had completely given up on himself.

Isabella was so anxious that she kept shouting to remind him, but no matter how hard she shouted, the other party seemed to have not heard at all.

At that moment, Yanhua approached her and commanded, “Give me his blood essence.”

“But…” Isabella hesitated. She had previously promised Brother Zu that she would protect this drop of blood essence with her life. Now, although Sister Yanhua was not an outsider, but…

Before she could finish her thoughts, Yanhua interrupted, “Do you still want to save him?”

Isabella gritted her teeth. She was truly out of options. Without hesitation, she handed the drop of blood essence to the other party.

After receiving the drop of blood essence, Yanhua stepped quickly onto the chain with a single toe, rushing straight towards Zaun.

As if sensing her approach, a fierce wind rose again from the rift, sweeping towards Yanhua.

“Be careful!” Isabella exclaimed. Yanhua no longer had the Wind-Fixing Orb, and she had witnessed the power of that strange wind before.

Sensing the strange wind approaching, Yanhua twisted her waist, displaying incredible flexibility, and dodged the edge of the wind at the last moment.

However, she was on the chain, with only a tiny inch of space to stand on. A slight movement caused her to miss her step and fall directly into the nearby chasm.

“Ah!” Isabella’s heart leaped to her throat, but the next second, she saw Fireworks hook her toes and, relying on the slightest contact, force her way back onto the chain.

Isabella had no time to celebrate, but hurriedly warned, “Be careful, the wind’s coming again.”

Perhaps after the previous encounter, Fireworks had become familiar with the mechanics of those strange winds. She didn’t act blindly, but waited until the wind was about to approach, suddenly bracing herself on the chain with one hand and performing several side flips to dodge the wind again.

As if provoked, several more gusts of wind swirled from the chasm, threatening to blow her to pieces.

Isabella was initially a little worried, but then her eyes were filled with amazement.

Fireworks’ movements were light and flexible, her body seemingly boneless, and she evaded them with a variety of dodging movements, always managing to avoid the danger.

Her movements were graceful and beautiful, as if she wasn’t on the brink of life and death, but rather dancing gracefully.

Isabella sighed inwardly, Sister Yanhua truly worthy of being a goddess of beauty; her every gesture embodied the true meaning of beauty.

Yanhua had already reached Zuan’s side. With a flick of her finger, she deposited the drop of blood essence between the skeleton’s brows.

Zuan, clinging to the Goddess Peak, his body nearly dissolving, felt a jolt through his body as he suddenly realized something.

He had found the message from the Wushan Goddess, and she had clearly mentioned that she had often visited Guanghan Palace to chat with Chang’e over the years. So, how could Chang’e have forgotten him?

No, none of this was right.

How could a true vow fade with the passage of time?

Moreover, he and Chang’e shared a bond that spanned generations; how could he forget so easily?

This, it turned out, was what I feared most deeply. I feared that after so many years, we would both be completely lost.

Chang’e had taken the elixir of immortality, and since I wasn’t worried about his life, I was afraid she would forget me.

Without the elixir of immortality, the Wushan Goddess feared her utter demise.

I remembered I was on the Rift Valley Chains. Perhaps all this was an illusion caused by the runes on those chains.

He felt a warming sensation between his eyebrows and hurriedly activated the Hongmeng Yuanshi Sutra to repair his crumbling body.

Houtu had gifted him a drop of Wu Clan’s blood essence. Wu Clan possessed immense vitality, and even a single drop could reshape their bodies.

Combined with the Hongmeng Yuanshi Sutra’s powerful healing abilities, his body began to heal at a visible rate. He

quickly regained his composure. Seeing Yanhua nearby, he realized she had saved him.

“Thank you!”

Recalling everything that had just happened, he felt a pang of fear. If it hadn’t been for that drop of blood essence, if it hadn’t been for Yanhua’s desperate rescue, if it hadn’t been for the words he had written in the book of time, he would have been dead by now.

Qi Yaoguang’s prophecy of her turning into white bones had come true.

At this moment, the eight chains suddenly glowed with an orange-red light, as if coming to life. They transformed into eight long whips, lashing out at the two men fiercely.