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The wolf pack...? A terrifying thought flashed through his mind. Xiao Qiang let out a horrified roar, an overwhelming killing intent darkening the sky. Before Lin Yu and the others could react, he charged recklessly toward the wolf pack.
However, by the time he reached the front of the pack, they had already vanished, leaving behind a scene of devastation.
Wu Yi's body had disappeared without a trace; aside from the chaotic paw prints scattered across the ground, there was nothing else. If he had been dragged from his grave and devoured by the wolves, surely there would be at least some blood left behind?
Xiao Qiang fell to his knees, feeling the biting cold wind against his face. His mind raced as he recalled Wu Yi's previous actions; the black Spirit Stone had been given to him by the Head Wolf. Perhaps the Head Wolf had foreseen something and unexpectedly handed him the stone.
A tragedy had occurred—Wu Yi was dead, not him, Xiao Qiang.
Wu Yi's mysterious disappearance left behind a significant question mark! Had the wolf pack saved him, or had they devoured him out of hunger? These questions no longer mattered; what was important was that they had lost another fierce warrior from their ranks.
Lin Yu appeared indifferent to Wu Yi's fate. Strangely, she seemed to show a sense of relief. This only deepened Xiao Qiang's suspicions. He slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp as a blade piercing toward her.
His gaze shifted from Lin Yu to Gui Ye and his group, who were peeking around suspiciously. The chilling aura made the men following Gui Ye shudder and involuntarily take two steps back.
"W-What do you want?" Gui Ye stammered, his voice trembling as he questioned Xiao Qiang.
Lin Yu felt exposed under Xiao Qiang's piercing gaze, her heart racing uncontrollably. She tightened her grip on Jianjian's hand without realizing it.
Jianjian winced in pain and looked up at Lin Yu's icy expression, feeling an unexpected fear...
Xiao Qiang suddenly straightened up, his fierce gaze passing over Gui Ye and locking onto Lin Yu once more. He coldly asked, "Who are you?"
Under that fierce gaze, Lin Yu trembled involuntarily and feigned surprise while gripping Jianjian tightly. "What's wrong with you? I'm Lin Yu."
"You are not. Let go of Jianjian." Xiao Qiang pressed forward relentlessly, completely ignoring Lin Yu's innocent act.
Gui Ye and his companions watched in confusion, observing the tense exchange with cold eyes.
"Wildfire... what's wrong with you?"
"Why don't you call me Xiao Qiang?" He stepped closer, wary of the Jianjian in her hand, then halted again, his tone turning firm and unyielding. "Let her go."
Lin Yu slowly loosened her grip on Jianjian, her chest heaving violently, the tenderness in her eyes morphing into a deep-seated hatred. Suddenly, she made a surprising move, pulling Jianjian back and standing defiantly in front of Xiao Qiang. "Yes, I am not Lin Yu... The Lin Yu in your heart is irreplaceable. I..."
Before she could finish her sentence, there was a blur before her eyes—bang! A chill swept over her face, followed by a sharp pain that quickly spread from her features. She felt her fingers go numb. As her body lost balance, an unstoppable force struck her with such intensity that it nearly shattered her.
Following the momentum, the dagger in Xiao Qiang's hand pressed against her—she did not evade but instead leaned into it, a faint sound of piercing echoed as it lightly penetrated. A subtle sting made her frown slightly; through tear-filled eyes, she gazed at a face that shifted from anger to shock, becoming increasingly blurry as she slowly collapsed.
"Why didn't you resist? Why?"
Jianjian cried out in fear, while Gui Ye pretended to comfort her as he pulled her away.
Xiao Qiang trembled as he wrapped his arms around her, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. Suddenly, realization dawned on him. "You... are the Wind?"
The Wind appeared pale as if made of rice paper, devoid of color and vitality.
She struggled to open her eyes and weakly nodded, maintaining an air of aloofness. Yet her voice was tinged with frailty and exhaustion as she murmured, "Yes, I am the Wind. I thought that by changing my appearance, I could replace the Lin Yu in your heart, but you saw through me." As she spoke, a violent cough erupted from her lips, spewing forth a clot of blood.
Xiao Qiang's gaze trembled as he wiped away the blood trickling from her mouth. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Why didn’t you avoid it? I thought you would hurt Jianjian. She..."
"She is the young Lin Yu." The Wind's focused and stubborn gaze met Xiao Qiang's with a bitter smile.
"You already knew?"
"Yes. Her innate psychic energy and killing intent are irreplaceable."
"Who sent you here, and what is your purpose?"
Feng stared at the Chain around Xiao Qiang's neck and said, "Your face is ruined, and you have encountered an opportunity to change your situation. This also indirectly fulfills my long-held wish to be close to your love. Forgive me for going to any lengths."
"For the Chain? For Professor R?" Xiao Qiang looked up at the sky and let out a thunderous roar, "Ahhh..." He could not give the love that belonged solely to Lin Yu, yet he could not bring himself to harm this woman with whom he had once shared an intimate moment. Unable to forgive himself, she would remain the most painful memory buried deep in his heart.
Lin Yu was dead—no, it should be Feng who was dead. He wondered if her sister had foreseen all of this. Xiao Qiang picked up some dirt, which slipped through his fingers, leaving little behind. He stared blankly at the grave below, at Feng's pale face and tightly closed eyes. Slowly releasing his fingers, the dirt scattered in the wind, falling upon her once beautiful features.
Gui Ye pretended to comfort him, bringing Jianjian before Xiao Qiang.
Xiao Qiang glanced at Jianjian and lowered his head in guilt... whispering, "I'm sorry." In that moment, he felt like a wayward child confessing to a little girl.
The rain began to fall again, drizzling down amidst the biting cold wind, as if it could pierce the heart and chill the soul. Xiao Qiang felt utterly alone, like a solitary wolf in the wilderness. He held Jianjian's hand tightly, as if afraid the harsh cold would whisk her away. He turned back three times as he left Feng's grave.
The road ahead was long and endless. Xiao Qiang needed to find Xiao Wu Yi quickly and together send Lin Yu to Matt in 2038. Gui Ye had mentioned Frozen Earth was just ahead; he feared that the dead within Frozen Earth might awaken under the conditions of Acid Rain soaking into the Ground.
The plants in the Dark Forest were all infected by Acid Rain and were brought from unknown places for cultivation, which caused them to evolve into man-eating creatures. Wu Yi's words held some logic; the land here was barren, and plants needed nutrients for survival. Thus, any creature passing through the Dark Forest would meet a grim fate, devoured by these terrifying plants. That was why no living beings existed within the Dark Forest.
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