The soft little female makes the beast husbands lose control and fall

Chapter 228. Resonance Guidance

“As you can see, Holy Mother.” Lan Yi’s voice became unusually low and hoarse here, even carrying a hint of a sob. “This is what the Winged Clan is going through. Every day, someone falls into a deep sleep and never wakes up again, and eggs completely lose their luster.”

Augustine and the others' expressions became extremely solemn. Their previous hostility and vigilance were diluted in the face of such pure and large-scale suffering, replaced by a heavy sense of oppression.

Su Yaoyao slowly walked forward, her fingers gently touching the cold surface of a life pod. Inside was a young winged warrior, half of his wing almost completely gone, his face ashen.

As if sensing Su Yaoyao's touch and her pure life force, the soldier's eyelashes trembled very slightly, and the heart rate curve on the monitor showed a small, abrupt fluctuation.

Su Yaoyao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She could clearly feel the despair and pain permeating the place, as well as the suffocating shackles that ran deep into her genes.

She turned around and looked at Lan Yi Garuda, her eyes clear and firm, without the slightest hesitation: "Tell me, where to begin."

Looking into Su Yaoyao's clear yet incredibly determined eyes, Lan Yi felt as if a crack had been pierced through the hardest layer of ice in his heart. Without the slightest hesitation, he led her directly to the most central area of ​​the temple—the Chamber of Slumber.

The number of life support pods here is small, but each one is more sophisticated, connected by a dense network of energy conduits and data cables. The slumbering Winged Race members inside have even weaker life force, as if they might dissipate at any moment, but their remaining energy fluctuations are exceptionally strong. Clearly, they are all former top experts or important figures among the Winged Race, and also the victims of the most severe genetic collapse.

“They… are the last cornerstone of the Winged Clan.” Lan Yi’s voice was so low it was almost inaudible, carrying a deep sorrow. “If even they perish, the Winged Clan, even if it survives, will lose all its heritage and future.”

His gaze fell upon one of the pods, inside which stood a male winged being whose face bore some resemblance to his own, yet who was far older and more haggard, his wings almost entirely turned to ashen stone. "My uncle, the previous wielder of the 'Wings of the Azure Sky'..."

Su Yaoyao nodded silently. She slowly walked to a slightly raised circular platform in the center of the slumbering chamber—this seemed to be the node where the temple's energy gathered.

“Let’s begin here,” she whispered, then looked at her beastmen. “Augustin, Pani, I need you by my side.”

Augustine immediately stepped forward and stood to her left, like the most loyal guardian knight. The emperor's aura spread out imperceptibly, not as a provocation, but as a deterrent and support.

Pani stood to her right, her hands slightly raised, pure natural power swirling around her, ready to heal any damage caused by energy backlash at any moment.

Mingye, Rig, Noah, Bai Leon, and Lucia tacitly dispersed, forming a protective circle, vigilantly watching all the winged people and instruments around them.

Lan Yi Garuda waved his hand, and all the winged engineers and physicians in the temple held their breath, stepped back several paces, and made way for them, their eyes filled with a mixture of expectation, doubt, and a hint of awe. Su Yaoyao closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and immersed her entire mind in the vast source of life within her body. This time, she was no longer merely guiding, but attempting to "listen" and "communicate."

She slowly raised her hands, and a soft and pure milky white halo emanated from her body once again. But unlike the previous bursts or mental soothing, this time the halo was like a warm tide, gently spreading outwards from her center, slowly washing over every life support pod.

She wasn't targeting any one person, but rather trying to resonate her life frequency with the lamentations of all the decaying bloodlines in this space.

"In the name of the SSSS-rank Holy Mother..." she murmured softly, her voice ethereal and sacred, as if transcending time and space, "Listening to the lament of life, sensing the shackles of blood... I wish to use my power to awaken those who come after, to soothe the pain, and to guide those who have lost their way..."

As she chanted, the warm halo seemed to come alive and become conscious, automatically and selectively seeping into those life pods.

A miracle happened.

Inside the nearest life pod, an elderly winged being with severely deformed wings covered in keratomas trembled violently. The horrific tumors visibly softened and shrank slightly! The pain index on the monitoring instruments plummeted, while the vitality index showed a small but steady upward movement!
"There's a response!" a winged tribe doctor couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, then immediately covered his mouth, his eyes filled with unbelievable ecstasy.

Then, the second, the third… more and more life pods showed changes! Although not as obvious as the first, the painful expressions on the faces of the dying winged beings seemed to ease slightly, and their breathing became a little more even. Even in the incubation area, the few extremely weak eaglets emitted extremely faint, almost non-existent chirps!

Inside the entire temple, the despairing stillness was quietly dispelled by a gentle yet powerful vitality!
Lan Yi Garuda clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. His silver pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the fluctuating, positive data on the monitoring screen, and at Su Yaoyao's profile, which appeared incredibly holy and focused in the halo of light.

He felt it! It wasn't just the change in the data, but the entire temple was being neutralized and dispelled by a warm, powerful, and hopeful force that had previously suffocated the sense of decay in the bloodline!
This kind of broad, gentle, resonant guidance seemed to take a toll on Su Yaoyao more than targeted guidance. Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her face gradually turned translucent, and her body swayed slightly.

"Yao Yao!" Augustine called out anxiously, trying to step forward and support her.

Pani immediately channeled a surge of pure energy into Su Yaoyao's body to stabilize her, and whispered, "She's resonating, don't interrupt her!"

Su Yaoyao gritted her teeth and persevered. She "saw" countless broken, twisted, and dimmed genetic light chains, and felt the pain and despair that penetrated to the very soul. Her power, like the finest threads of light, tried to smooth the twists, reconnect the breaks, and illuminate the dimness. The process was slow and arduous, but it was indeed happening!

Finally, after nearly half an hour, the white light surrounding Su Yaoyao gradually dimmed, and her body went limp as she fell backward.

Augustine immediately held her tightly in his arms, feeling her coldness and weakness, and his heart ached.