Chapter 4711 — I Want to Take a Look
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Suppressing his alarm and doubt, Wei Zhao—and Huo Yudie no less—felt that inexplicable urge now a hundred times stronger than before; it all but urged them onward without a moment's pause. Let their steps slow by the least fraction, and it hammered at the heart, making them quicken their pace without thinking.
Wei Zhao himself was all right—his mind stayed as clear as before. But Huo Yudie's gaze had gone somewhat fixed. At first she had followed cautiously behind him; now she had plainly overtaken him and was striding swiftly ahead.
Seeing her steps grow faster and faster until she had broken into a jog, Wei Zhao was alarmed and hurried to catch up and pull her back.
The feeling was simply too wrong. He even regretted it a little—if anything happened to Huo Yudie here, he would be absolutely to blame.
The blood-red mist was close at hand. Wei Zhao quickened his pace to catch up, but before he could seize her, Huo Yudie's figure suddenly darted forward—she had used a movement technique with all her strength, and in an instant she had plunged into the blood-red mist.
Wei Zhao was stunned for a moment; the next instant he had chased in after her. Then his body gave a violent shudder—before he could make out the scene before him, a mighty torrent of consciousness came flooding in, overwhelming heaven and earth, and chaotic images flashed rapidly through his mind.
The scene was familiar. When he had encountered that lingering obsession of the giant electric eel, just such a flood of memory fragments had poured in. He had never expected to meet with such a thing again.
Especially once those countless fragments came together and the whole sequence grew clear—what he saw in his mind gave Wei Zhao a great shock. It really was the giant electric eel!
He had been worrying about Huo Yudie's condition, but at the sight of the giant electric eel, Wei Zhao froze where he stood, his entire mind drawn helplessly into the memory fragments and unable to pull free.
Now at last he understood: the thing that had drawn him here by some unseen pull was most likely the obsession of this giant electric eel, resonating with the lingering obsession in his own mind.
Whether this giant electric eel was the same one he had met before, Wei Zhao could not tell—its size was about the same, and it was hard to distinguish by appearance alone. But one thing at least was certain: there must be some tie between him and this giant electric eel.
A moment later, the jumbled fragments of memory merged into one within his mind, and with a breath of ancient, savage wilderness rushing over him, the scene slowly unfolded.
The place was still the Heavenly Dao Mountain, yet looking about, all the other peaks seemed small beneath it; everywhere he looked were the utterly familiar sights of the desert—and there was no such ten-thousand-year Grand Canyon as the one that existed now!
So Huo Yudie had been right after all: in the past, this ten-thousand-year Grand Canyon truly had not existed.