Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 610 - 611: Healing

As the uncontainable desire for destruction and slaughter in her mind was gradually suppressed by the sanctity of the Sacred Spring, Yumo finally regained her composure. She slumped powerlessly against the edge of the pool, like a toy that had been played with too much.

That night,

After calming and putting little Yuan’er to bed, Yumo, surrounded by bloody butterflies, personally visited above Anvika city in the Red Leaf Empire, seeking any trace of her eldest daughter, Youlan.

Despite deploying the bloody butterflies extensively and releasing her shadow powers to sense the area, she found nothing, leading to an overwhelming sense of despair.

However,

Just when Yumo felt despondent, she suddenly sensed Youlan’s presence. Overjoyed, she didn’t even bother to hide her identity. She donned a mask to suppress her aura and descended from the sky to the Heavenly Garden, intending to capture her rebellious, long-absent daughter for a proper lesson.

But,

Upon arriving at the Heavenly Garden, Yumo was dismayed to find that Youlan was not there. Worse still, she learned the devastating news that her eldest daughter had been killed by someone from the Church. Initially, Yumo refused to believe it, but when she sensed the seed in the hands of the blond man, her eyes narrowed sharply.

She realized that not only was Youlan dead, but her core had been extracted.

In that instant,

Her crimson eyes moistened.

Tears slid down the girl’s cheeks.

The thought of disciplining her daughter, present just moments before, vanished at the sight of the seed. A profound sadness, like a flood breaking through a dam, spread wildly through Yumo’s heart. Every nerve in her body trembled uncontrollably with pain.

Surrounded by the silence of the Heavenly Garden, Yumo felt the world spinning, upending, and shattering around her. Her vision blurred as her emotions underwent a seismic shift, unleashing the shadow power she had barely managed to suppress inside her.

The outpouring of Yumo’s shadow power gradually made her lose control of her body.

In the past, Yumo had always shown restraint in her trials, particularly against powerful opponents. She fought them but did not kill, as her objective was to ensure the main characters of the trial had enough combat strength to face her. For instance, when she fought Bai Yanluo, she only knocked her unconscious without taking her life.

However,

This time, overwhelmed by the thought that her daughter’s killer was before her, Yumo’s murderous intent uncontrollably surged, casting aside any considerations of the trial. The invisible chains that had bound her actions shattered in this moment.

Without a hint of mercy, Yumo turned the holy knights to ashes.

The blond man who killed Youlan was obliterated by Yumo, both his body and soul shattered by her attack. The bloody butterflies were commanded to drain the last of his life force, reducing him to a disgustingly desiccated corpse.

After crushing these Church members, who seemed as insignificant as insects, Yumo’s consciousness began to blur under the erosion of her shadow power. An overwhelming urge to destroy everything surged within her.

Everything in her vision turned a blood-red, emitting an odorous and repulsive aura.

The inherent nature of the abyssal demon within Yumo, long suppressed, began to rise to the forefront of her mind.

In this state, Yumo naturally turned her attention to the Sacred Beast Huiming, intending to eliminate her as well.

Fortunately,

The appearance of the little beast and its fearless protective behavior miraculously pulled Yumo back from the brink of losing control. Regaining some of her senses, Yumo hurriedly left the Heavenly Garden and Anvika, flying towards the Elven Forest.

Her choice of the Elven Forest as a destination was, of course, self-explanatory.

Yumo sought the Elven Spring to suppress the incessant destructive urge rising within her, for the evolutionary power contained in the spring could help control them.

Indeed, if she did not suppress these urges, she feared she might commit horrific acts.

Fortunately, the information about the Sacred Spring provided by Xiao was accurate. This pool of emerald liquid did indeed calm her restless heart and brought back her sanity. The great pain caused by the internal struggle of her powers was also soothed by the healing properties of the spring water.

Reflecting on her situation, the exhausted and panting Miss Yumo mused to herself, "Does this count as owing the Elves a favor?"

However,

Yumo had no time to simply enjoy soaking in the spring.

Once her mental state temporarily normalized and she confirmed the spring water was not harmful to her ’child’, Yumo hurriedly and carefully immersed the familiar, blue-tinged seed – her daughter’s core – into the Elven Sacred Spring.

Gazing at the delicate seed emitting a familiar aura, Yumo’s heart ached again.

At this point,

Regardless of what Youlan had intended to do, Yumo no longer had the strength to care.

How could she remain angry when her child had been reduced to this state? Instead, a deep sense of guilt erupted within her like volcanic lava, plunging her mood to rock bottom.

If I had controlled my powers better, I could have observed the situation inside the Church from outside its barrier and intervened in time to help my child, preventing her from ending up like this…’

Though Youlan was a difficult, cold-hearted, and disobedient child who didn’t even acknowledge her own mother, Yumo couldn’t ignore her.

Despite being angry at times, Yumo’s heart inevitably ached when her child faced misfortune.

Moreover,

There were many things about her child she might have misunderstood...

"Sorry..." Yumo whispered softly, her voice tinged with regret and sorrow.

Yumo, with her head down and speaking in a low voice, said quietly, "I hope this works."

Her gaze focused intently on the seed in her palm.

Yumo’s choice to come to the Elven land, despite her furious state, was partly due to the little holy beast’s actions, which stirred her consciousness, and partly because of her own deep-seated resolve.

She was determined to save her daughter Youlan.

Yumo couldn’t understand why Youlan, so powerful that she could destroy an empire single-handedly, had been defeated so badly. Fortunately, Youlan had not completely died; her weakened soul was hidden inside the seed.

The blond man who defeated Youlan probably hadn’t noticed the soul hidden within the seed. Otherwise, he would have crushed Youlan’s core seed by now.

Even though Youlan wasn’t truly dead, her core had been severely damaged, and cracks on the seed’s surface were spreading. If the seed broke completely, her eldest daughter’s soul would disperse.

To grasp this slim hope of saving her daughter, Yumo suppressed her inner turmoil, dragged her exhausted body to the Elven land, and attempted to use the life-giving power of the Sacred Spring to nourish the breaking seed and stop the deterioration.

She prayed fervently, hoping her actions would be effective.

Thankfully, her decision proved right.

Under Yumo’s anxious watch, the seed soaked in the spring water stopped cracking. The fissures on the seed gradually healed under the infusion of the abundant life force.

"It’s working! It’s working! ~"

Yumo’s body trembled with excitement.

Her heart, long shrouded in guilt, sorrow, and anger, finally found a ray of joy piercing through the darkness.

However, her elation was short-lived as her eyes suddenly widened in shock.

’What is this?’

She saw a faint golden light slowly emanating from the seed, reflecting in her crimson eyes. The familiar aura of the light made Yumo instantly recognize the force.

"Divine... Divine power?!"