While I was in Mondstadt, I never imagined becoming a god.

Looking at the reddened ears, Ye Lan understood what was going on.

Ying lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously playing with Paimon's hair.

Paimon was awakened.

She groggily opened her eyes, rubbed them, and then looked up at Ying, her little face full of confusion.

"Ying, why are you blushing?"

"No...it's nothing."

Ying spoke a few seconds faster than usual, "It's just that I got a little hot from the sun."

She looked up at the sky.

But the tree canopy provided complete shade, so she wasn't exposed to the sun at all.

“We’ve rested enough.” Ying picked up Paimon and stood up. “Let’s continue.”

Seeing this amusing scene, Ye Lan chuckled and didn't expose her.

Just then, a figure emerged from the depths of the forest, moving swiftly and landing silently.

It was a man dressed in dark, close-fitting clothes, with a cold expression, kneeling on one knee in front of Ye Lan.

“My lord,” he said in a low voice, “traces of an Abyss Mage have been discovered in the northeast direction.”

A glint of light flashed in Ye Lan's eyes.

"Finally, we've found a breakthrough." She raised her hand to signal her subordinates behind her to prepare for action.

The shyness on Ying's face vanished instantly, replaced by a calm demeanor.

Paimon also snapped out of his daze.

The group headed northeast.

After passing through a dense forest, we stopped in a mountain hollow.

There were several figures there.

Three abyss mages, staffs in hand, were chanting obscure incantations in low voices.

But Ying's gaze did not fall on them.

She landed on the figure standing among the abyss mages.

His black cloak fluttered gently in the wind, and a mask covered one of his eyes.

His movements were crisp and clean, without any unnecessary frills.

Clean, efficient, and without any unnecessary delays.

Ying stared blankly at the figure, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"It was him."

Ye Lan raised her hand to stop her subordinates behind her, her gaze falling on the black cloak before turning to Ying.

Do you know that person?

"I met him once in Mondstadt."

Ying watched the figure sheathing his sword.

At that time, she and Xu Chuan also witnessed this person beating up the Abyss Mage.

Unexpectedly, even after arriving in Liyue, he still remained true to his original aspirations.

Or rather, wherever he goes, the Abyss Mage will suffer.

The man in the black cloak sheathed his sword, his gaze sweeping across the edge of the ravine before settling on Ying.

Chapter 152 Questioning Under the Reversed Statue

This standoff did not last long.

Ying walked at the front, her pace neither fast nor slow, leading Ye Lan and the others forward at a leisurely pace.

Paimon followed behind her, clutching the hem of her clothes with his little hands, peeking half his head out from behind her shoulder, watching the black cloak ahead warily.

Both times they met, this guy was causing trouble for the Abyss Order.

Ying's intuition told her that the two sides might be able to cooperate.

She also wanted to know why he did this, and whether it had anything to do with emptiness.

Not far from Dain, Ying stopped.

"We meet again."

“Yes.” Dain’s voice was deep and steady. “I didn’t expect to see you again so soon.”

He looked at the girl in front of him, a barely perceptible trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

He vaguely saw the shadow of that person in her.

In a daze, the two figures overlapped.

“I left in a hurry last time, my name is Daines Reeb.”

"fluorescent."

Seeing that the other party was able to communicate normally, Ye Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The scene where Dain annihilated the Abyss Mage just now, the immense power he displayed in every gesture, showed that he was no pushover.

If you can avoid taking action, it's best not to.

Paimon flew out from behind Ying and looked her up and down.

"So," she said, her tone carrying the straightforwardness typical of a child, "Dain, are you also looking for the Abyss Order?"

Dain's brow twitched slightly. "It seems we share the same goal."

His tone carried a hint of surprise, and the way he looked at Ying changed.

The last time they met, she showed absolutely no interest in the Abyss Order.

Now, she and a group of Liyue people are searching for traces of the Abyss Order.

Ying keenly noticed the change in his gaze and then spoke.

"What grudge do you have against the Abyss Cult?"

"Every time I see you, it seems like you're causing them trouble."

Dain was silent for a moment.

A mountain breeze blew from behind him, making his black cloak flutter loudly.

"For certain reasons, I must stop the Abyss Cult from achieving their goals."

"What a coincidence," Ye Lan interjected at the opportune moment.

"We share the same goal, so why don't we act together?"

Dain glanced at her, then at Ying.

“Okay,” he said.

……

Several days passed.

The group continued searching through Mount Aozang for the ruins occupied by the Abyss Order.

The mountains are high and the forests are dense, the terrain is complex, and there are no roads in many places. The Qianyan Army has to clear the way ahead.

During this time, they cleared out many monsters and scattered abyss mages.

Dyne's actions were clean and efficient, never hesitant or fussy.

The people of Yelan were responsible for perimeter security and clearing out any remaining enemies.

Ying led Paimon in the middle of the group, keeping an eye on their surroundings as they walked.

Until the seventh day.

They found the ruins behind a cliff face northeast of Mount Aozang, hidden by vines and moss.

The stone walls on both sides are engraved with runes that have become blurred and indistinct, eroded by time until only faint traces remain.

Yelan surveyed the surroundings and instructed her to record the location of the ruins.

“This place is indeed very well hidden.” She put down her pen and looked up at the deep entrance. “If you don’t search carefully, you really won’t find it.”

"Let's go, hopefully we'll get something out of it."

Dain took the lead and entered the ruins.

Ying and Paimon followed closely behind.

Ye Lan arranged for the rest of the men to guard the retreat route, and then led a small number of elites to follow.

The passageway was damp, and an unsettling atmosphere permeated the air.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, the passage began to widen, and the height overhead gradually increased.

As you walk further ahead, the view suddenly opens up.

Deep within the ruins lies a vast, empty hall.

The hall had no pillars or decorations, only a huge altar.

Above the altar, the statue was suspended upside down from the dome by thick black chains, the surface of which shimmered with dark purple light, firmly binding the entire statue in the void.

The statue was enveloped in a thick layer of dark purple abyssal energy.

The center, which should have been the location of the wind elemental orb, was now enveloped in a thick black mist.

The black mist writhed and churned, constantly overflowing with distorted purple light streams, like countless snakes writhing in mid-air.

Ying's gaze shifted from the upside-down statue to the area below the altar.

A golden figure stood there.

Ying's breath hitched suddenly.

air.

He stood there, his back to the entrance, his long golden hair gleaming faintly in the dim light of the hall.

Several abyssal apostles and abyssal mages surrounded him, holding magical implements and chanting obscure incantations in a low voice.

A heavy, oppressive feeling permeated the air, making it hard to breathe.

He spun around in mid-air.

He looked at his sister who had come to his door, his gaze sweeping over Ying's face before landing on Dain behind her.

His brow furrowed.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the empty hall, "Ying, why are you with Daiyin?"

Ying stepped forward, crossed the steps in front of the altar, and walked towards the sky.

Paimon followed behind, his little face full of nervousness.

Dain didn't move, but stood at the entrance, his hand on the hilt of his sword, his gaze fixed on Kong.

Ye Lan also stopped and raised her hand to signal the people behind her not to make any rash moves.

"Brother." Ying's voice was a little tight, but she didn't stop walking. "It doesn't matter."

She walked up to the empty space and looked into the pair of golden eyes that were exactly the same as her own. "I just want to know, why are you hiding from me?"

Kong remained silent for a moment.

"I'm sorry, but I have reasons why I have to do this."

"Stop talking to me like I don't understand, Kong!"

Ying's voice suddenly rose in pitch, echoing in the empty hall.

Confusion, grievance, and a feeling that had been suppressed for too long finally couldn't be contained anymore.