His consciousness was originally a bit blurry, but it was at this moment the flower given to him by the Saint Flower started to activate. Strength began to gush out from it. Then, like a warm flow of water, it washed through his body, rapidly containing the serious injuries that nearly caused him to collapse inwards and repairing them at the same time.

This was indeed worthy of being the Moon Praying Shrine’s Saint Flower. Just a single flower possessed such incredibly potent abilities. But unfortunately, all of this was useless. The strike from the Whale Sovereign was soon about to descend upon him.

Qin Yu didn’t seem to realize this at all. He lightly frowned. Because his injuries had recovered a little and his thoughts had been restored to clarity, his mind began to race.

This sound…this sound…

His eyes brightened. Qin Yu suddenly remembered that when the underground vine gave him a gift, there had been a strange memory that emerged in his mind. This sort of sound was heard within it. Although it wasn’t the exact same, it should be of a common language.

For the time being, he could only classify this sort of sound as a mysterious common language.

He looked up toward the thin black finger that was falling down on him and pursed...