Fierce gusts of wind came from all directions, carrying a feeling like a knife cut, making it quite difficult for Ao Fan. This was due to the condition caused by the excessive speed, the environment under Ao Fan's feet became extremely irregular, presenting a twisted shape that kept retreating backwards.
Ao Fan was no longer able to open his eyes and had a feeling of suffocation. He had never imagined that the Jeweled Brahma Candle Incense would have such amazing speed, completely unlike anything on earth. Under the influence of such speed, he was almost unable to grasp the Brahma Candle Incense and let it detach. However, he still persisted, holding onto the Brahma Candle Incense with his last ounce of strength.
At this moment, he finally knew why the Brahma Candle Incense had appeared so many times in the world, but no one had ever obtained it. Even an extremely powerful and terrifying existence such as the Dragon Emperor was unable to succeed.
The Brahma Candle Incense really lived up to its name as a treasure!
Being carried by the Brahma Candle Incense, Ao Fan travelled through the void at great speed, not knowing how far he had travelled and where he had come. Only his head is drowsy, his body seems to be falling apart, almost only have the power to hold the Brahma Candle Incense.
At that moment, the Brahma Candle Incense came to a halt, giving Ao Fan a moment of respite. He took a few deep breaths, raised his head and looked forward, and was immediately stunned, a trace of surprise arising in his heart.
The scene in front of him, he was very familiar with it, it was actually the sea of flowers that he used to stay in when he was young in the Dragon Domain!
How is this possible?
Ao Fan was shocked in his heart, to know, he was in the distant Western Wasteland, a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from the Dragon Domain, how could he be in the Cangmang Mountains a breath ago, and then be in the Dragon Domain in the next instant, this was absolutely impossible.
But the fact is in front of him, he saw it clearly. That brightly coloured, scrambling to open flowers, extremely eye-catching, flashing a little light. That fragrant flower scent, so rich that it went straight into his nose, felt so real. Countless flowers present, endless in all directions, is a veritable sea of flowers.
These situations, can it really be an illusion. Illusion can be so real, so real that there is not a single difference?
Ao Fan closed his eyes and opened them again, the scenery in front of him remained the same, still the exuberant sea of flowers. Many colourful butterflies dancing in the sea of flowers, fluttering to and fro, appearing so vivid, is another beautiful scenery.
The scene in front of him was so real that if it wasn't an illusion, there were only two possibilities. One was that he had really returned to the sea of flowers that held many memories, but this possibility was even less reliable than the scene here being an illusion. The second is that the sea of flowers in front of him is one of the attractions in the Cangmang mountains, but it is extremely similar to the sea of flowers, so much so that he almost thought that he had returned to the sea of flowers.
Ao Fan tightened his right hand, the Van Candle Incense was still held by him, without a single movement, as if it had already submitted to him. He then went in one direction along the sea of flowers, wanting to leave this place that made his mind calm, yet felt a little weird.
After walking for a while, a slight change appeared within the boundless sea of flowers, and an ancient tung tree appeared in the centre of the sea of flowers, appearing to be so abrupt yet somewhat fitting. This ancient tung tree was very tall, much taller than the tung trees of the mortal world, ten or so feet tall.
Ancient Tong tree's roots and branches are very thick, as if the ancient dragon coiled, extends very far, each branch, but also forked out many small branches, countless green leaves, tight cluster into a group, making this tree appears to be so huge. The roots of the tree were disjointed and tangled, as if it was a dragon's claw, firmly rooted in the ground.
Seeing this ancient tung tree, Ao Fan thought even more that this was just a scene similar to the Sea of Flowers in the Cangmang Mountains. Because in the Dragon Domain's Sea of Flowers, there were no trees present.
Behind the ancient tung tree, under the blockage of many green leaves, a white figure could be seen vaguely, very vague, as if it could disappear at any time.
Ao Fan's spirit lifted, thinking that he had encountered someone else. In this way, he would be able to use the other person to understand exactly where this place was.
However, as he walked towards the white figure, his heartbeat accelerated at the same time. The closer he got, the more violently his heart beat, and when he walked under the ancient tung tree, his heart was almost ready to break out of his internal organs.
Ao Fan opened his mouth, feeling very strange, yet he didn't know what to say to make it better. So, step by step, he came not far behind that white figure, and with the rapid beating of his heart, he also felt a familiar aura on that white figure.
"This is ..." Ao Fan's pupils tightened, the figure in front of him was getting clearer and clearer in his eyes, and was about to evoke his deeply buried memories.
White figure, gentle and tranquil, with an innate noble temperament, and a peaceful atmosphere emanating from his body. This is a woman's figure, from the back you can only see a hairpin inserted into the long black hair.
The white shadow floated and sank, appearing somewhat unreal. With that, she turned around and faced him.
The colours of Ao Fan's pupils lost all the hues of heaven and earth in an instant, of which only the white figure in front of him seemed to remain, deeply imprinted in his heart.
"Mother, is that you?" Ao Fan asked uncertainly and trembling, no longer able to distinguish between the real and the fake, shaking and extending his hand out.
The white figure was the exact same face as Fang Xue. It was equally so beautiful and touching, and equally so kind and gentle.
Suddenly, the white figure trembled and turned into a puff of light smoke, quietly turning into the ground and disappearing.
"No!" Ao Fan roared, feeling a sudden pain in his heart, as if his entire heart had been shot by ten thousand arrows.
He desperately rushed to that ground and slapped the earth, but it couldn't have the slightest effect. His divine power that was capable of forcefully splitting huge mountains was unable to blast even a tiny hole out of the ground here.
After a long time, he also got tired and paused. Only then did he realise that there was actually a small earth bag in front of him, covered in yellow sand, on which three pillars of sandalwood incense burning with white smoke were inserted, and the mist rose up, setting off the small earth bag even more blurred.
"This is ... mother's grave!" Ao Fan bit his lips tightly, raised his hand and reached out to the small earth bag, when the moment of contact, there was immediately a friction feeling coming from the palm of his hand, which appeared to be that real again.
"Since it has been lost, why have it again. Since it has already been possessed, why lose it again?" Ao Fan muttered, tears streaming down his face, blurring his vision, and his consciousness once again became as if he was sinking in the ocean.
I don't know how long it took, his consciousness gradually cleared up, and a little millimetre of light appeared in his vision, floating and slowly spreading until he was completely restored to his original state.
In front of him, there was no more small earthen grave; around him, there was also no more sea of flowers. Ao Fan sighed softly, looking at the flowers, grass and trees around him, as well as the silhouettes that appeared faintly in the distance, knowing that this is a mountain not far from Lingyin City.
Without realising it, he had actually returned here. With that, he shook his hand, and a feeling of emptiness came over him. He raised his hand and looked at the hand that had lost the Van Candle Incense, not knowing what to say.
The jewel was worthy of its name, and finally departed from Ao Fan!
Although he knew that what he saw and heard just now was just an illusion, an illusion created by the Van Candle Incense, almost like a real thing. But Ao Fan's heart still cannot help but sting, the whole figure also became lost like a soul, melancholy to the Lingyin City back.