Chapter 181 | This Healer Is Built Different

They couldn't escape. The giant beast's target had shifted to Phoebe, who possessed the bloodline of the Glay Royalty.

Bai Xuan channeled his last remaining shred of consciousness to access his Space Ring, pulling out a life-saving displacement scroll and tremblingly pressing it into Phoebe's hand.

“Myriad City...”

Those three words exhausted every ounce of strength left in his body.

Phoebe looked down at the scroll in her palm, her lips trembling as she tried to say something.

Bai Xuan gave her no time to hesitate. Gripping the corner of the scroll, he channeled his mana to activate it.

A pure white magic circle instantly expanded beneath Phoebe's feet, and a dazzling white light enveloped her entire body.

Phoebe reached out desperately to grab Bai Xuan, but her fingertips only grazed the back of his hand.

In the next second, her figure was completely swallowed by the white light, vanishing into thin air from the valley floor.

The giant claw hovering in midair froze.

With its prey vanishing into thin air, the giant beast fell into a brief moment of stunned confusion.

Bai Xuan lay collapsed in a pool of blood and rubble, helplessly letting the falling debris from above crash onto his mangled body, without a single shred of strength left to move.

Before his consciousness completely faded, the last thing he saw was the giant beast's massive, amber vertical pupils.

Deep within its pupils, his blood-soaked, battered, and dying figure was clearly reflected.

Bai Xuan slowly closed his eyes.

A deluge of falling rocks crashed down, piling on top of each other and completely burying him in the depths of the dark valley floor.

...

The giant beast was asleep in the underground abyss—no, it was sealed and imprisoned.

It could no longer remember how long it had been imprisoned. A thousand years? Ten thousand years? In this deathly silent, lightless cage, time had long since lost all meaning.

The only obsession keeping it alive was to periodically exhaust the power accumulated within its body to break through the invisible sealing barrier.

Once, twice, tens of thousands of times... Countless futile impacts had failed to break the confinement, but they had managed to crack the sturdy surface of the seal, spreading a dense web of tiny fractures.

It never cared about immediate results.

It possessed a nearly endless lifespan, enough to patiently wait for the cracks to spread and the seal to loosen. One day, it would break free from this cage entirely.

But not long ago, an unexpected event suddenly occurred.

The long-dormant seal was suddenly reactivated, beginning to repair the damaged areas.

Although it did not return to its original, perfect state, it filled in all the cracks the beast had spent a thousand years wearing down.

Its repeated efforts of accumulating power and waiting had instantly gone to waste.

The giant beast fell into an extreme rage, frantically battering the seal until its strength was completely depleted, forcing it to go dormant once more to gather its power.

It did not know the reason for the seal's sudden restoration, but it had a vague premonition that a great change was coming.

Until today, when a trace of aura, so faint it was almost imperceptible, quietly seeped into the abyss.

Ordinary people could not perceive this aura at all, but it was deeply engraved in the depths of its soul, unforgettable for eternity.

It was Him—its master had come!

The giant beast slowly raised its head. A pair of eyes suddenly lit up in the pitch-black abyss, like two solitary moons hanging underground.

The churning black mist surrounding it completely dissipated under its gaze.

At the end of the darkness, two tiny figures appeared in its field of vision, so minuscule they were like ants, not even worth a single glance.

But one of them was extremely eye-catching. The silver-haired girl had faint, shimmering patterns on her arm that were identical to those of the people who had sealed it back then.

Memories sealed for a thousand years instantly flooded its mind.

Back then, it had been summoned here from the void, greeted by a group of priests clad in ornate ceremonial robes. They knelt around the altar, continuously chanting obscure, ancient incantations.

It had originally thought that these people, like all the mortals who had come to seek audience in the past, were there specifically to offer sacrifices and worship, praying for it to bestow divine power and blessings.

It had never imagined that their purpose was not to seek gifts, but to control it.

When the altar's magic circle suddenly lit up, a bone-chilling binding force instantly enveloped its entire body, and a bizarre energy attempted to invade its consciousness and control its form.

Enraged, it struggled violently, its wild power instantly sending more than half of the priests flying.

In the end, only one priest managed to stand firm. Though their strength far surpassed that of their companions, they were still no match for the beast.

It raised its sharp, massive claw, mere moments away from ending the last priest's life.

But at that very moment, the opponent activated something.

The laws of heaven and earth suddenly inverted. A binding force originating from the entire earth crashed down, a power far exceeding ordinary magic, locking it firmly in place.

Everything around it began to sink. The sky grew more distant, light faded completely, and thick rock layers squeezed in from all directions, pinning it firmly to the ground.

It struggled and resisted with all its might, yet remained unable to move, completely reduced to a prisoner of the seal.

From that day on, it fell into the underground abyss, never to see a shred of daylight again.

The giant beast's thoughts snapped back to reality. It shifted its gaze away from the silver-haired girl and let it fall on the other figure.

The figure clad in a plain white robe... and the object tightly gripped in his hand caused its pupils to suddenly contract violently. A scale—a part of its master!

Why would a part of its supreme master's body fall into the hands of an ordinary mortal? And why was it surrounded by the power of a deity?

It stared intently at the white-robed youth, while also sensing another majestic, vast aura emanating from him. What was that?

A terrifying conjecture sprouted in its heart: Could its master have already... It did not dare to think any further.

A wave of towering rage, like magma erupting from deep underground, instantly swept through its entire body, burning its physical form and its soul.

It completely ignored the suppression of the seal, struggling frantically and recklessly.

To break free from this cage that had imprisoned it for thousands of years, it did not hesitate to burn its own life source, pouring out all of its remaining power.

The hard sealing barrier shattered in response, cracking open a massive gap.

Finally, one of its giant claws broke through the seal, touching the outside air once again after ten thousand years.

It immediately swiped its claw toward the white-robed youth, single-mindedly intent on reclaiming the part of its master.

But the youth was extremely agile, dodging and weaving through the collapsing, tumbling rocks, evading the fatal strike.

It immediately changed direction, its sharp claws lunging straight for the silver-haired girl. She was a descendant of the sealers, the source of its thousand-year hatred.