The Dragon Warrior Pair
DWP 11: Black Dimensional Cliffs
A glimmer of light from above no longer seemed to be visible, Jing Yang recalled Xue Qinghua's words if he could survive the cliff where he and Xue Bingyue had fallen because of the ring that belonged to his late mother.
The ring that had been filled with aura and power in his late father had saved his life and Xue Bingyue's life. But now Jing Yang did not find the ring that belonged to his late mother coiled on his ring finger.
Jing Yang's body was blown down. The Lonely Abyss that did not know its exact depth would be the end of Jing Yang. Vaguely Jing Yang recalled Xue Bingyue's face.
“Yueyue, I love you..” Those words flashed across Jing Yang's head. It was not long for a sound to be heard in the ears when Jing Yang's eyes were unable to see the light from up there.
The endless darkness was the same as his sadness. All whispered in his ear and went into the sidelines of his bones.
“Man's son. Why did you come to the Black Dimensional Cliffs?” Suddenly Jing Yang's body floated in the air. The same feeling as when seeing Xue Bingyue speak for herself made Jing Yang flustered.
“It looks like I'm dead. Now I dream of hearing the voice of the king of darkness,” Jing Yang said while laughing softly.
“King of darkness? Stupid, you think I like that nickname,” said a voice that came from nowhere, but echoed in his ears.
Jing Yang closed his eyes and did not pierce the words of the voice that continued to respond to his words.
“I've been locked up in this place for a long time. Will you promise me, son of man?” The voice reverberated in the bottomless abyss filled with darkness.
“Appointments? Your voice sounds like a girl. I will promise if your promise request is not strange,” said Jing Yang ketus.
The voice laughed when he heard it. Not how long did Jing Yang feel that something was approaching him.
“I want you to promise me one thing. I want you to accept me for who I am. And I want you to help me meet my distant brother. Will you promise me?” Jing Yang closed his eyes and thought first before answering the words of the voice that asked him.
“In this endless darkness. In this abyss that bears silent witness to my weakness. I promise to accept you as you are, just as I accept her. I promise I will help you meet your distant brother like me who wants to meet him.” Jing Yang shouted out loud. His voice echoed in that endless dark abyss.
Not long after the sound of laughter was heard. His voice was getting closer and even felt that it was laughing beside Jing Yang's ear.
“Alright, the promise has been said and I will keep your promise.” The voice was heard again. Jing Yang felt his body being hugged by a woman. In Jing Yang's mind felt if her chest came into contact with something chewy.
“Let us both free-fall together,” whispered the sound to Jing Yang's ears.
“I used to be called the Spirit of the Black,” add the voice.
Jing Yang closed his eyes and felt a sensation of warmth that was hugging him.
“My name is Jing Yang. Remember that,” said Jing Yang while looking up even though only darkness could she see.
“I don't care about the name of a human child,” replied to that voice with a ketus.
Jing Yang's body increasingly darted downwards and not how long he floated in the air. At the bottom of the gorge was the sound of flowing river water. But what shocked Jing Yang the most was the bright light shining down on the forest.
“This is Black Dimensional Cliffs. From the forest, the river and everything were part of the Black Dimensional Cliffs. In other words I am the owner of this place, son of man,” explained the Spirit of the Black One as he lowered Jing Yang's body slowly and carefully.
“Thanks. But I still didn't expect there to be such a miracle like two years ago,” Jing Yang said as he looked around.
“Your body is a mess. Blood, bruises are everywhere. Are you weak?” Jing Yang only smiled hearing the words of the Black Spirit.
Then Jing Yang explained to the Black Spirit about his life and what he had experienced on the Moon Snow Island for two years.
“What a pity you are, son of man. I feel sorry for your poor life. But basically humans will always be like that.” The final words of the Black Spirit made Jing Yang curious.
“Nona Sound? Who her? Your human friend?” The Spirit of the Black asked to be sure. But hearing that, Jing Yang laughed softly.
“I couldn't see your form so I called you Miss Sound? Do you like it?” Jing Yang smiled for a few seconds, but after that fresh blood came out in large quantities from his mouth.
“Man's son calls me Miss Sound? Basic human!” The Spirit of the Black flicked his finger. It was not how long Jing Yang's body hovered in the air
“I'll treat you. First of all you must train this weak body of yours in this place until you are strong. So that we can get out of this sealed Black Dimensional Cliff.” The Spirit of the Black explains.
While Jing Yang was just listening. Now he felt really tired and weak. Slowly his eyes blurred and fainted.
The Black Spirit could see the bleeding on Jing Yang's head. She immediately gave first aid to Jing Yang.
All day long Jing Yang was in a place called the Black Dimensional Cliff. His body slowly gradually improved, Jing Yang felt his body being wrapped by something invisible.
“You've woken up.” The voice of the Black Spirit was heard again. Jing Yang looked for the form of the Black Spirit yet he found no one in the forest filled with these trees.
“Now bite your thumb until it bleeds. And drop your blood on the ground in front of you.” The Black Spirit gave direction and was only followed by Jing Yang.
“Hmm..” Jing Yang was curious yet he followed the words of the Black Spirit. Slowly Jing Yang bit his thumb finger to the point of bleeding before touching his thumb finger to the ground. Fresh blood shot out from Jing Yang's thumb finger which was directly in contact with the ground.
Right after the fresh blood coming out of Jing Yang's thumb finger touched the ground, black-colored leaves fell down in front of Jing Yang.
Jing Yang's eyes were directed at his thumb finger that touched the smooth and white foot. His eyes were again surprised by a beautiful woman with waist-length hair and pointed ears.
“Beauty... do I dream?” Jing Yang was amazed to see the shape of the body of the Black Spirit and made his eyes not blink in the slightest.
“Are you not afraid of my ear shape?” The Black Spirit held his pointed ear and asked.
Jing Yang stood up and shook his head, “Do what fear. Your appearance is so beautiful. I have never seen a woman this beautiful other than my late mother and Yueyue,” Jing Yang replied with admiration.
“But there is less. Why aren't you dressed?” Jing Yang stared at every curve of the Black Spirit's body.
“I am the Spirit of the Black. A human like you doesn't deserve to have me dressed.” The Spirit of the Black One crossed his hands on his chest.
Not long after the Spirit of the Black One snapped his finger. In an instant her beautiful curves were wrapped and covered in clothes.
Jing Yang was increasingly amazed by the Black Spirit's ability.
“Great. You can change clothes just by flicking your finger,” said Jing Yang.
“Sure I can. This is not how much,” replied the Spirit of the arrogant Black.
Jing Yang then sat on a rock and observed the surroundings.
“Can you teach me martial arts? I want to be a strong man to deserve to stand and walk beside him!” Jing Yang stared intently at the Spirit of the Black One.
“Quiet first. Once we're tied to a promise. I intend to teach you. Before I teach you. I want to tell you about your body being exposed to the Hell Devil Poison.” The Black Spirit stood in front of Jing Yang with a serious face.
“Listen to my words carefully.” The Spirit of the Black One added. While Jing Yang just nodded slowly and looked at the face of the Black Spirit who suddenly became serious.