Battle Through the Heavens II: Three Phases of Peerless Power, One Soul and Four Bodies

She slowly knelt on the ground, her posture seemingly humble and submissive, but her back was slightly tense, her chin slightly raised, and her exquisitely beautiful heterochromatic eyes, the left eye was a clear, icy blue, and the right eye was a bewitching, deep purple like amethyst, with a mature and alluring charm beyond her years flowing in her pupils.

At this moment, Luo Ranyu's consciousness was not fully awake; she was still immersed in a hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, and could only passively gaze at the strange and beautiful figure in her mind.

The next second, the previously still image suddenly moved.

Her eyes, shimmering with an otherworldly light, slowly shifted from a direct gaze to a slight sideways look. From Luo Ranyu's perspective, it was as if she had pierced through the barriers of his mind, casting her gaze directly at him. The allure and inquiry in her eyes were like a fine thread, gently entangling his mind.

At the same time, she slowly raised her right hand, which was resting on her thigh, her wrist turned slightly, her palm turned gracefully, and her slender fingers, with a touch of languor, gently caressed her chest. A faint, seductive smile slowly curved her lips, her eyebrows curved, and she exuded charm and allure, instantly bringing her bewitching charm to its fullest extent.

His deep, beautiful eyes gazed at Luo Ranyu, causing Luo Ranyu's consciousness to become somewhat hazy.

He felt as if his soul was out of control, firmly drawn to those heterochromatic eyes, floating lightly out of his body, suspended in mid-air, only able to watch everything before him, unable to resist in any way.

Then, the woman in her mind flipped her palm again, her lips moved, and she gently blew on her palm. Pink mist came out of her mouth, and colorful butterflies flew out of her palm. The mist and butterflies rushed towards Luo Ranyu, gradually occupying the scene in her mind, as if creating a soft and beautiful dreamlike illusion.

Luo Ranyu's consciousness grew increasingly blurred. She vaguely saw in her mind that the iridescent, glass-like wings behind her transformed into streaks of colorful light, tracing graceful arcs through the air and slowly extending towards the edge of the scene.

Soon, Luo Ranyu vaguely felt something wrapping around her body, from her wrists, elbows, ankles, knees, to her torso, waist, and even her neck. All of them were wrapped by a gentle force. This force was so gentle that she didn't even notice that her body was being gradually controlled by the other party.

He still couldn't sense any unusual sense of restraint. Unconsciously, his body seemed to be pulled closer and closer to the figure in his mind, closer and closer to that hazy illusion. It felt like he was about to be completely pulled into the painting, to merge with this illusion, and never be able to break free again.

His consciousness sank deeper and deeper, his faint awareness seemingly having longed for sleep throughout the endless sleepless nights. If given the chance to fall asleep, his subconscious would be even more inclined to relax his mind, to stop thinking, to stop resisting, and to forget all his troubles.

That way, I can sleep peacefully.

As Luo Ranyu's consciousness is drawn by colorful threads, traversing from the real world into his dream world, his memories in the dream begin to return, while his memories in the real world are temporarily forgotten.

Dreams and reality are separated. Here, Luo Ranyu forgets himself and the Douluo Continent, as if he has become another person. He wanders in his dream, and his consciousness is very weak in the dream. In most cases, he can only act on instinct.

Once Luo Ranyu's body was fully drawn into the illusion, he saw the beautiful and alluring woman before him. Memories of her gradually filled Luo Ranyu's mind. The moment he saw her, Luo Ranyu recalled the scene of her grabbing him and holding him in her arms, and his body began to lose strength involuntarily.

Her alluring figure and captivating heterochromatic eyes, at this moment, only evoked endless terror in Luo Ranyu's eyes, causing his soul to tremble involuntarily and a nameless, deep sense of fear to arise in his heart.

It was a fear born of instinct, an unspeakable despair. At this moment, she was no longer the noble and agile forest spirit, but an evil fairy, a fairy who came to take his life and plunder his mind, wanting to capture him in a dark and sunless place and plunge him into eternal damnation.

As the alluring woman drew closer, Luo Ranyu was instantly filled with fear. Her body tensed, like a wild beast trapped in a desperate situation, her eyes filled with panic and vigilance, and her breathing became rapid.

Gradually, his eyes hardened, his arms bent and his fists clenched tightly.

He struggled with all his might, trying to break free from the invisible bonds binding him, to escape this gentle yet deadly illusion, and to get away from the stunningly beautiful figure before him.

At this moment, the woman kneeling under the tree looked at the boy struggling violently and looking panicked. The alluring look on her face suddenly faded a lot, and a complex look flashed in her eyes, as if she felt heartache, or as if she was determined.

But she did not stop what she was doing. She continued to follow her own method, using that gentle strength to gradually pull the fiercely resisting Luo Ranyu into her arms without letting up in the slightest.

As Luo Ranyu drew closer to the other person, the pink mist he had just exhaled continued to surround him, like soft clouds around him, gentle and captivating.

The intoxicating scent once again invaded his nostrils, and his struggling movements began to slow down, changing from intense frenzy to intermittent pulling.

A purplish-red mist began to fill his eyes, and a red heart shape was imprinted on his pupils. His expression softened, but it still carried a hint of bitterness.

Soon, he fell into her arms. Her slender arms wrapped around Luo Ranyu's waist, neck, and other sensitive areas, and the golden silk threads bound his body and limbs, leaving him powerless to resist. He was completely imprisoned and could only wait and hope that she would let him go.

The thought of biting the other person flashed through Luo Ranyu's mind. This was his last act of defiance, but this thought eventually dissipated amidst the erosion of the pink mist and his physical exhaustion.

Moreover, he didn't even have a chance to look up. She gently pressed the back of his head, causing his head to lift slightly. His small mouth unconsciously opened slightly, only to suddenly touch her soft, delicate, and warm skin.

In that instant, Luo Ranyu felt as if her mind had regressed to the age of an infant. The alluring and enchanting woman in front of her no longer seemed like a terrifying demon, but rather an extremely gentle mother.

At the same time, the boy's memories of a similar experience from the past continued to jog his mind. Dreamlike memories welled up in his mind like a spring, and endless tenderness and love filled his heart, making him no longer disgusted or afraid of her. His previous fear of her also completely dissipated under her gentle touch.

His head rested gently against her chest, his face soft and his eyes docile, like a sheep that had let down its guard, quiet and obedient, without the slightest struggle or resistance.

The faint scent of an elfin spirit, the fresh fragrance of flowers, and the subtle allure emanating from her intertwined, slowly flowing into his nostrils and seeping into his mind. His previously chaotic and restless thoughts became exceptionally peaceful and calm, and all his weariness and loneliness found ultimate solace in this moment.

The beautiful butterfly spirit, following the instructions of a certain spirit girl, released her control and restraint over Luo Ranyu's body. The golden light on his limbs and body slowly faded, which would give him freedom and allow his power to gradually recover.

In a subconscious moment, Luo Ranyu also felt the strength in his limbs returning. His fingers trembled slightly, but he showed no intention of resisting. Instead, he gently tried to touch the other person's delicate body...