Looking at the fangs that were longer than her own arm, Yunyang's heart tightened. Her spirit strands flailed wildly as she forcibly barged into Pei Wenye's mental landscape.
At the same moment, a violent gale arose, just barely blocking the Black Flood Dragon's razor-sharp fangs.
Fu Shiyi, who wouldn't have blinked even if the Black Flood Dragon attacked him directly, was now thrown into a panic.
"My lady, withdraw your mental energy at once!"
Once a male's contamination level reached 100, his mental landscape would collapse within a very short span of time.
At times like this, if a female forcibly forced her mental energy inside, she could very likely sustain irreversible damage.
Fu Shiyi grabbed Yunyang, his voice frantic. "My lady? My lady?"
By now, Yunyang had completely breached Pei Wenye's mental landscape.
Pei Wenye's mental landscape had already begun to collapse.
Thick, viscous black mist had eroded the space—a worse condition than anything Yunyang had seen in any beastkin before.
She tried using her spirit strands to eliminate the black mist, but there was virtually no effect; it only wasted nearly half of her mental energy.
Yunyang felt a twinge of defeat, and cautiously began searching for traces of the Black Flood Dragon within the mental landscape.
In the black mist, a pair of dark green vertical pupils seemed to glow.
Yunyang spoke on instinct: "Pei Wenye?"
The dark green vertical pupils drew closer, and Yunyang "saw" the familiar Black Flood Dragon.
But the dragon stopped one step away from her spirit strands, refusing to come any closer.
Yunyang tried to approach, but it dodged away.
Outside the mental landscape, the Black Flood Dragon's attacks had ceased.
But in Fu Shiyi's eyes, the contamination level was still 100.
Too dangerous.
"My lady, can you hear me?" Fu Shiyi gripped Yunyang's arm tightly. "Pei Wenye's contamination level has reached 100. His mental landscape is about to collapse—you can't leave your mental energy in there."
Just then, Jenkins, who had received the message, arrived with a large team of wardens.
The wardens surrounded the enormous Black Flood Dragon in layers, and Jenkins stepped forward, staring in horror at Yunyang, still wrapped in the dragon's coils.
God of Beasts above, could someone please tell him how this Black Flood Dragon ended up at Lady Yunyang's location?
"Deputy Qin... Lady Yunyang, she..." Jenkins asked cautiously.
Qin Mo furrowed his brow. "The lady forced her way into his mental landscape, but his contamination level has already reached 100."
Jenkins nearly lost his footing.
He heard what? Lady Yunyang's mental energy... was still inside that Black Flood Dragon's mental landscape right now?
God of Beasts, you've really played a cruel joke on me!
"Then... how is Lady Yunyang doing?"
Qin Mo didn't answer, merely watching Yunyang with worry.
Xuan Yu and Rong Jin took turns stepping forward, urging Yunyang to withdraw her mental energy.
Usually, when Yunyang helped purify male beastkin of contamination, she could still hear sounds from the outside world.
But today, for some unknown reason, after her spirit strands entered Pei Wenye's mental landscape, it was as if she had been sealed off from the outside.
She couldn't hear a word her mates said.
Given the situation, forcibly interrupting was not an option, so the mates could only circle around the two of them, helpless with anxiety.
Jenkins took a deep look at the Black Flood Dragon, then made a gesture to the wardens.
The wardens raised their weapons, all aimed at the massive dragon.
For beastkin with a contamination level of 100, the Purification Tower had the authority to deal with them on the spot.
Even if Lady Yunyang could no longer retrieve her mental energy, they still had to do everything in their power to preserve her.
Even if it meant killing this dragon.
The moment Jenkins gave the order, the wardens would attack without hesitation.
But just then, another airship descended slowly.
Jenkins turned to look, and upon seeing a certain insignia on the hull, he shuddered.
Strange—what kind of big day was this? Two Lords gracing their Purification Tower in one visit?
Once the airship stabilized, the hatch slowly opened. A female in a white combat uniform, flanked by several males, slowly descended the ramp.
Seeing this, Jenkins quickly suppressed his shock and led a few wardens to greet her.
"Welcome, Lord Yulu."
He pressed his left hand to his chest and bowed.
The tall male on Yulu's right spoke up: "Jenkins, what's happening here?"
He had noticed the situation from the air, and with his lady's permission, they had landed immediately.
This male was one of Yulu's most favored mates, and also the one with the highest ability rank among them—Yu Wenxu, an SS-rank water-type ability user.
Facing such a powerful male, Jenkins felt an invisible pressure bearing down on him.
He straightened up and explained, "A high-contamination malebeastkin has escaped. We just received word and rushed over."
"Escaped?" Yu Wenxu's expression shifted. He immediately stepped in front of Yulu. "If there's an escapee, why aren't you out searching? Why are you gathered here instead?"
Jenkins silently edged to the side, letting Yu Wenxu see what was happening not far away.
When he saw the gigantic Black Flood Dragon, even someone as strong as Yu Wenxu was taken aback.
A half-dragon Black Flood Dragon.
An SS-rank ability user.
Truth be told, even he couldn't guarantee he could walk away unscathed against this dragon.
And right now, that dragon was coiled around one of the Lords.
The dragon's contamination level was so high it couldn't even hold its human form, yet it was behaving with unusual calm.
If it weren't for those scarlet vertical pupils, he'd never have guessed this dragon was a high-contamination male.
Yu Wenxu had never seen anything like it.
Yulu had also taken in the scene.
The female wrapped in the dragon's coils had nearly translucent porcelain-white skin. The stark contrast between black and white made one want to take a second look.
As an S-rank mental energy holder, she could sense that the female's mental energy was also S-rank.
The Federation had only three S-rank mental energy users: she was one, Chu Zhiwei was the second... and the last—
Yulu looked at Jenkins and asked, "Is that Lady Yunyang?"
"Yes, Lord Yulu."
Jenkins sighed and explained the current situation.
"If Lady Yunyang can't retrieve her mental energy, we will be forced to take drastic measures against that Black Flood Dragon."
As for what those measures were, everyone present knew full well.
Recalling the information she had received from Leo earlier, Yulu made her decision without a moment's hesitation.
"Wenxu, take me over there."
Yu Wenxu and the other males around her all objected.
"My lady, it's too dangerous over there."
"My lady, we should leave for now. We can visit Rivers and the others tomorrow."
"My lady..."
Yulu's face turned cold. "I won't repeat myself."
Her mates immediately fell silent, crowding around her as they moved closer to that out-of-control dragon.
Inside Pei Wenye's mental landscape, Yunyang's spirit strands still hadn't touched the Black Flood Dragon.
She didn't know what this meant, but the dragon seemed to be strong-arming against her, almost as if trying to drive her out.
After several failed attempts, Yunyang was about to give up—but she couldn't withdraw her mental energy either.
Just as she was at a loss, a gentle surge of mental energy settled over her.
"Lady Yunyang."
"Can you hear my voice?"
