Chapter 536: Chapter 536

These characters exuded an ancient and scorching aura, as if they had traversed endless years, carrying the weight of distant time.

In less than three breaths, characters far exceeding the word count of the "Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture" took form.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing was ecstatic, it actually worked!

However, the strange thing was, despite these characters being clearly presented in his sea of consciousness, he couldn’t see any of them clearly, as though there was a vague veil isolating them from Zhou Qing’s perception.

Just as Zhou Qing was feeling puzzled, the Copy Note turned into dust at this moment, drifting away in the wind.

The Blood Phoenix roared towards the sky again, its cry carried a victorious note, then slowly returned back into the scroll, as if nothing had ever happened.

And the Shroud, in the moment the Blood Phoenix appeared, drifted around restlessly, never daring to approach.

The little bird transformed from the Divine Medicine that had been sleeping soundly was already shivering in fear, nervously hiding aside, its eyes pitifully watching everything, looking especially helpless. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ⓝovelFire.net

Fortunately, everything finally returned to a temporary state of calm.

At this moment, the Shroud also noticed Zhou Qing and No. 6, and directly rushed towards them.

"Wait for tomorrow!" Zhou Qing spoke.

No. 6 was puzzled, but still nodded; however, before the two could retreat, the Shroud instantly attacked, wrapping them tightly within.

Both only felt a darkening before their eyes, their bodies tightly entangled by a cold and sticky sensation.

It kept tightening, forcing their bodies to be closely pressed together.

No. 6’s face instantly turned red, panic rising in her heart.

She had always been wrapped and killed by the Shroud alone.

She was momentarily too stunned by the mysterious efficacy of No.1’s note to react promptly.

By the time she came to her senses, the two were already closely pressed together.

At this moment, Zhou Qing was also somewhat stunned.

He could clearly perceive No. 6’s rapid breathing spraying onto his neck, the warm breath carrying a hint of unavoidable panic.

Although they couldn’t see each other’s faces, their pounding heartbeats intertwined, sounding particularly clear.

Soon, Zhou Qing noticed an eerie power beginning to corrode his body, his vitality rapidly being extracted.

All the blood in his body seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, swiftly drying up, spiritual power dissipating like tides, and his consciousness gradually becoming fuzzy.

"Tomorrow, I’ll wait for you!" No. 6 seemed to be for the first time this close to a man, though it was in a simulated state, her voice still trembled slightly.

Before Zhou Qing could react, a rampaging aura suddenly assaulted from the front.

Zhou Qing just saw a dazzling light suddenly rise, then everything blurred before his eyes, his entire being transformed back into a light sphere.

"What hour roughly tomorrow?" No. 6’s voice sounded nearby.

Zhou Qing seemed still immersed in the romantic atmosphere just now, distracted, only snapped back to reality when asked directly, instinctively said: "After we finish eating."

"Okay!" No. 6 replied softly, then exited the simulation.

At this moment, Zhou Qing suddenly felt a sense of awkwardness, even instinctively touched his chest, his mind couldn’t help but recall the sensation just now.

Such thoughts flashed through Zhou Qing’s mind, then he shook his head repeatedly.

What am I thinking, I’m not someone who takes advantage of others!

He composed himself, looked at Yan and No. 5’s screens, they seemed still exploring, and then exited.

The cold moonlight as a silver veil quietly spilled upon the cave mansion, Zhou Qing put away the token, but his mind kept recalling the scene just now.

If it were someone else, they might be a bit repelled, after all, in that ambiguous wrapping, it’s impossible to know if the other party is male or female, young or old.

But he had seen No. 6, although she always wore a veil, beneath that cascade of silver hair was undoubtedly a beautiful face.

Feeling Yan’s even snoring, Zhou Qing suddenly remembered something, hastily looked into his sea of consciousness...