The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1122: The Power of a Mother

Chapter 1122: Chapter 1122: The Power of a Mother

In the underworld filled with resentment, the entire world was dark and lightless.

Suddenly, the appearance of a woman’s silhouette was like the blazing sun, bringing light to the entire world!

Ning Fan’s vision blurred as he saw the figure, and a familiar feeling surged in his heart instantly.

In the inherited memories from long ago, he had seen the same figure.

"Mother... Mother..."

Ning Fan struggled desperately, but the copious blood loss had nearly drained him of all strength, so he could only tremble his hand, trying hard to grasp the figure in mid-air.

"Son, rest assured, mom will avenge you!"

In mid-air, that figure radiated a fierce brilliance, releasing a powerful aura without reserve.

The resentful entities nearby didn’t even last a breath before they completely scattered.

The Resentful Deity also let out a piercing screech, abandoning The Man in the Black Mist, whom it was about to kill, and roared upwards at the figure.

The Man in the Black Mist, having escaped death, didn’t flee; instead, he stared blankly at the figure in mid-air, his eyes full of disbelief.

"It’s her... It really is her..."

"So many years have passed... She has reappeared!"

Suddenly, The Man in the Black Mist turned his head, staring intensely at Ning Fan in the pool of blood.

Did that woman just say this kid is her son?

What kind of joke is that!

Thinking of his past experiences, The Man in the Black Mist’s body began to tremble uncontrollably as old pain surged in his heart.

Ning Fan, however, was completely oblivious to The Man in the Black Mist’s reaction, fixated solely on the figure in mid-air.

"Mother... Mother..."

His lifelong goal had always been to find his father and mother.

Even though he knew this figure wasn’t the true body of his real mother, he couldn’t contain his longing.

For over twenty years, he had not seen his parents.

He didn’t show it to others, but he alone knew how deeply he missed his parents.

"Dad, mom... Where are you, after all these years..."

"I really, really miss you... I’ve always been thinking about you..."

"But I still haven’t found you... When will I finally find you..."

The figure in mid-air also heard Ning Fan’s words.

She stood in the light, looking down at Ning Fan, her own feelings of longing intensifying.

"Son... Mom misses you too, but mom has her own reasons..."

"Though you don’t know what I am doing now, I think, the day we meet... should be very soon..."

As she spoke, her tone shifted, and her baleful aura erupted once again.

"As for you, daring to harm my son, you’re seeking death!"

The light became even more dazzling, like a high sun, as a terrifying power suddenly burst forth.

Basking in this radiance, Ning Fan felt as if he were bathing in a hot spring, his wounds slowly healing.

In no time at all, all his wounds were fully cured.

Ning Fan quickly stood up, looking above.

The figure radiating brilliant light in mid-air was like the sun, exuding an aura uniquely her own.

Though he couldn’t see her face, Ning Fan could clearly sense how carefree his mother must have been in her time.

He had thought his father was a carefree figure, but now, seeing his mother’s legacy in this figure, Ning Fan truly understood what being free-spirited meant.

Wherever she went, the sun shone bright.

All darkness was swept away, with nowhere to hide.

"Roar!"

The Resentful Deity roared desperately, releasing its resentful energy unreservedly, trying to counteract the figure’s power.

But before her, even the forces overwhelming Ning Fan and The Man in the Black Mist seemed utterly weak and helpless.

"Hmm?"

The figure seemed to discover something, letting out a surprised "eh."

Then, she reached out swiftly, plunging her hand into the Resentful Deity’s body, seizing something like she was grabbing it, and sharply pulled it out.

"Pu-chi!"

A crystalline-looking object was violently yanked from the Resentful Deity’s body.

"No wonder you were able to hold on for so long, it seems the power I left behind here was absorbed by you."

At these words, Ning Fan was startled.

His own mother had once come to the spiritual underworld?

And had left her power here?!

The Man in the Black Mist was also shocked, but then it seemed reasonable.

With her power, it was perfectly natural for her to venture into the lower world and leave behind her own power!

"I overlooked earlier, there was another person here with my essence, apart from you."

With a flick of her hand, a stream of light flew from The Man in the Black Mist, landing in her palm.

It was the dagger The Man in the Black Mist had used against Ning Fan.

Seeing this dagger, a trace of nostalgia surged within her.

"It’s really nostalgic... to see this dagger again here, after so many years."

She grasped the dagger, her robust light flowing into it.

"Threaten my son, die!"

She held the dagger, casually waving it forward.

It seemed effortless, yet a dark rift appeared in the space before her.

A fierce wind gusted from the rift, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction.

"This is... a true space rift! She actually cut through the spiritual and real worlds with one strike!"

Feeling the aura from the rift, The Man in the Black Mist, his eyes hidden in the mist, couldn’t help but bulge with utter disbelief.