Genshin Impact: This fireplace house is your graveyard.

Chapter 132 The Backlash of Blood and Fire, Life and Death in Peril

"Uh... this is..." After an unknown amount of time, Le Yi slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself lying in a deep, dark space.

At this moment, Le Yi's eyes were also somewhat vacant. She shook her head from side to side before realizing that there was nothing here except endless blackness.

After a long while, Le Yi staggered to her feet. She rubbed her forehead a few times before gradually regaining consciousness, but she still didn't know what was happening around her.

After sitting on the ground for a long time, Le Yi slowly stood up. Looking at the endless dark space, she thought for a moment and then called out:

"Uh, is anyone there? Is anyone there?" Le Yi noticed that every time she called out, an echo would reverberate in the space. When she realized she wasn't getting a response...

After hesitating for a while, Le Yi decided to start walking around, but she didn't know how long she wandered in that dark space.

He wasn't even sure if he was actually moving; the space was completely silent, save for the sound of his footsteps, his heartbeat, and his breathing.

It echoed very clearly in the space. There were no other unusual sounds. After some time had passed...

Le Yi stopped and looked around, finding that nothing had changed.

A few beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. "Why? Where am I? Why am I here? I should..."

As Le Yi murmured to herself about why she was there, she couldn't recall where she was supposed to be; she only vaguely remembered...

He felt like he hadn't completed some task, and as he pondered what it might be, suddenly, a pleasant melody filled the dark space.

The sound was very faint, lasting only a moment. Le Yi wondered if she had misheard, mistaking her heartbeat for music.

But after a while, the sound started again, and this time Le Yi could hear it clearly. Although the sound was very faint, she was certain it was music.

"Is this... a nursery rhyme?" Unsure, Yue Yi thought to herself, feeling that the melody resembled some kind of nursery rhyme, something she vaguely recognized but couldn't quite place.

The music had no lyrics, only pure music playing continuously, as if emanating from a music box. Finally, Le Yi followed the sound...

Slowly walking towards the source of the sound, listening as it gradually drew closer, Le Yi quickened her pace. "O spirit of the wind..."

Just as he started running, he heard a nursery rhyme being sung by a little girl who sounded only a few years old. Upon hearing this voice, Le Yi wanted to stop.

But she found herself unable to control her feet, instinctively running towards the direction from which the music was coming. And just as Le Yi was running forward...

He left a black footprint where he stepped, and that footprint, at this moment, resembled a drop of water flowing upstream, with several dark lines rising upwards.

Finally, the water lines slowly transformed into a jet-black arm, which instantly extended and reached for Le Yi's ankle. But just as the black hand touched Le Yi's ankle...

But it instantly exploded into a small patch of black mist, and Le Yi was completely unaware of what had happened. He could only vaguely sense that a few specks of white light appeared at the end of the darkness.

The light seemed to be gradually brightening, and with a fleeting flash, Le Yi lost consciousness again, wailing, "Waaaaaah, ahh ...

"Who's crying?" Qiuhe, still feeling weak, twitched her eyelids slightly before slowly opening her eyes.

Then he found Claire holding him tightly in her arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

The cries were incredibly mournful and sorrowful, heart-wrenching cries, like broken strings on a musical instrument, each note filled with unspeakable pain and despair.

"Cress, Cressy, what's wrong? Okay, stop crying. And could you loosen your grip a little? You're holding me so tight, I can hardly breathe."

Claire was crying loudly, but she seemed to hear Qiuhe's voice. She initially thought she was hallucinating from excessive grief.

But then Qiuhe gently raised his hand and tenderly wiped away Clover's tears from his eyes. The sudden touch caught Clover off guard, and only then did he realize what was happening.

She then gently loosened her grip on Qiuhe's hand and looked at Qiuhe's face, only to find that Leyi was looking at her with a gentle smile.

Seeing that Akikawa was unharmed, Claire stopped crying, but tears still streamed down her face. After a moment, she broke down in tears again.

"Aaaaaaah, Leyi, you scared me to death! I, I, I thought, I thought you were going to abandon us like this, waaaaaah!"

At this moment, Qiuhe gently embraced Claire and patted her on the back lightly. "Really, how could I possibly abandon Claire?"

"I haven't fulfilled the promise I made to you, how could I die so easily?" Only then did Qiuhe realize...

Hadn't he been pierced through by that extermination unit? Why was he perfectly fine now? Qiuhe then touched his chest uncertainly.

She discovered that although her clothes were torn, the flesh on her chest had grown back. "I'm... okay?" "Ah," before she could ask any more questions...

Akikawa then heard a startled groan that sounded like Kirie's. He looked towards the source of the sound and found that it was indeed Kirie, with a frantic Lily standing beside her.

And Peruvieri, crouching on the ground with her hands covering her head, her face contorted in pain, her entire body engulfed in crimson flames like blood.

Akikawa stared wide-eyed at the scene, only then remembering the fierce battle he had just endured and the curse that had climbed up to Peruvier's elbows.

Qiuhe instantly understood what was happening, and without bothering to comfort the sobbing Claire, he forcefully broke free from Claire's embrace.

She rushed straight towards Peruvier. Seeing Peruvier engulfed in flames and writhing in pain, Claire, forgetting her own grief, immediately ran towards her.

At this moment, Che Hui, who had just exclaimed in alarm, also spoke up anxiously, "It's no use! I can't alleviate his pain or suppress the fire element within him at all!"

"And I feel like the energy emanating from him isn't just ordinary fire element," Lily said anxiously from the side.

"What should we do? This fire will...it will...it will..." The two were like ants on a hot plate.

Qiuhe rushed to Peruvier and grabbed her wrist without hesitation, but the blood fire within him was also burning Leyi.

Feeling the blood fire biting like a venomous snake, Qiuhe clenched his teeth and did not let go. The two people beside him were startled when they saw Leyi wake up.

Then, Akikawa forcibly suppressed the blood fire on Peruvier's body; however, this was far from enough, and Peruvier continued to groan in pain.

Finally, Qiuhe raced against time to instantly channel his consciousness into Peruvier's consciousness space, feeling the flow of consciousness within the space.

Qiuhe knew he had succeeded, and then opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, the scene before him struck him like a heavy hammer, leaving him stunned and frozen on the spot.

At this moment, the scene deep within Peruvieri's consciousness could no longer be described as hellish; it was practically a replica of the legendary Volcanic Hell of the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

This space of consciousness is said to be black, yet at this moment, an endless raging fire burns on the ground within this space, the flames resembling the fangs of a demon.

It greedily devoured everything. And the crimson waning moon, which had previously hung in the sky as a mere decoration, now flowed with a blood-red liquid, like lava.

As if weeping for Peruvieri's suffering, two enormous fiery hands sprouted from the crimson waning moon, less than a few dozen meters above the ground.

Between the not-quite-merged hands of blood and fire was a gigantic fireball. The fireball resembled a burning sun, and at its center was Peruvieri.

Behind that enormous fireball, several streaks of blood-red fire, like fiery ropes, sprouted, connecting directly to the crimson waning moon in the sky.

It seemed that this enormous fireball was the transformed crimson waning moon in the sky. Moreover, Leyi could almost sense Peruvée within this enormous fireball.

It was slowly drying up, and it felt like it would be extinguished like a candle in the wind at any moment. Seeing this, Le Yi rushed over without hesitation, like an arrow released from a bow.

Unbeknownst to Le Yi, a sword blade wreathed in a purplish-black aura instantly materialized in his hand, resembling a ferocious black dragon.

It was the jet-black, scaled dragon blade that Le Yi had transformed into after absorbing the remnants of those demon gods on the snow mountain a long time ago.