45 Clear Mirror and Nirvana

【14:51】

A black and red countdown lighted up in the distance.

[Host, this is the last minute. No matter what you want to do, you only have these fifteen minutes!]

After hearing what 001 said, Hua Lang still stared at the steps covered with fallen pear blossoms for a long time, at the extremely unsightly blood color.

This is where Xie Hanjing kowtowed before leaving.

But soon, the blood-stained petals were blown away by the sword energy of the person who came. Hua Lang leaned sideways and barely dodged a ray of daylight. She covered her scratched arm and turned her head.

Where the sword shadow began, Mo Jinghong, wearing a coarse brown linen robe and with messy white hair, appeared.

"The Life-Seizing Formation was created by me using demon blood, and it took me decades to draw and modify it." His extremely calm tone seemed to contain suppressed anger.

"Do you think that if you destroy this part, I will have no other options?"

Hua Lang sensed something was wrong from his words, "Do you still want to harm others?"

Mo Jinghong sheathed his Skylight Sword and approached Hua Lang. "For a thousand miles around Qinglai, wherever monsters have been slaughtered, there's a Life-Snatching Formation I've set up using blood. You can destroy one, but can you destroy thousands and thousands more? Besides, the Life-Snatching Formation is already in place; it can last for thousands of years simply by relying on blood. If you destroy one, I'll just kill more monsters and humans to fill the gap!"

Hua Lang didn't expect him to be so crazy.

However, if the remaining life-stealing formations cannot be destroyed today, when Qinglai is destroyed and the formation master Mo Jinghong dies, thousands of life-stealing formations will lose control and operate spontaneously. Anyone who breaks into the formation will be implicated, and the north will surely be in chaos.

But how could she destroy so many formations by herself?

Hua Lang thought of the thousands of blood lines that had been revealed by the Life-stealing Formation in the wine cave. She calculated the countdown in her mind, looked straight at Mo Jinghong, and said,

"You killed Murong Jun with your own hands, and your own son witnessed it all. What use are all the formations? An insurmountable chasm has long existed between the two of you."

"Come to think of it, you must not know that Murong He is not speechless at all. He is just afraid of you and hates you, so he has never wanted to talk to you!"

Mo Jinghong was instantly enraged by her. With lightning speed, he grabbed Hua Lang's neck and roared, panting heavily, "How do you know? Who told you? It was Murong Jun, right? She's back, she's in your body, right? Why did you block the sword for Song Qing? Why on earth?"

Hua Lang was pinched by him so hard that he couldn't speak, and all he could hear was the slight crisp sound of his throat bones.

Gathering the remaining demonic energy, she suddenly stabbed at the heart of the furious Mo Jinghong!

"Monster? You're actually a monster!"

The Tianguang Sword blocked in front of Mo Jinghong, easily neutralizing Hua Lang's attack that had concentrated all his strength.

Mo Jinghong came back to his senses. As the evil spirit dissipated, he put away his anger and re-examined Hua Lang, whose aura was becoming increasingly weaker in his hand.

After a while, he actually laughed out loud. "So what if you don't want to come back? Since you are a demon, and your soul is in harmony with Master's, the one who taught the formation, as long as I use your blood, I can awaken the Life-Seizing Formation that only summons Master's remaining soul. I don't have to wait decades for a new body anymore, hahaha!"

After saying that, Mo Jinghong couldn't wait to grab Hua Lang's shoulders. Spiritual energy suddenly surged from his side. The surrounding scenes flashed by. He actually moved directly to a cliff with someone.

"At the Tribulation Cliff, all the monsters in the Monster Tower that have had their demonic energy sucked out will be thrown here. The life-stealing formation here is the most powerful of all the things I have created!"

On the Tribulation Cliff, only a thin layer of snow remained, with dry and withered weeds poking their messy heads out from the snow. The rugged and strange black stones were carved sharp by wind and rain, and they emitted a captivating cold light.

Hua Lang never knew that there was such a place in the inner gate. As soon as she climbed up the cliff, the cold and fishy snow wind blew on her face, but even so, she just stared at the center of the cliff without blinking.

Above the Tribulation Cliff is where the countdown begins!

【10:04】

After Mo Jinghong threw Hua Lang onto the robbery platform, he used his spiritual energy to confine her to the formation in the center of the platform.

The storm is coming, it's the last moment.

【09:59】

"Blood pact as guide, soul ashes as fuel, fate wheel as formation, yin and yang reversed..."

The sinister formation slowly lit up as the spell was chanted. Hua Lang felt a pain in his wrist, and a sharp wound penetrated half of his wrist. The blood that gushed out quickly dissipated the moment it touched the stone platform.

At the same time, my limbs became heavier.

Faintly, there were crows flapping their wings as they passed by. They landed on the strange rocks, tilted their heads, and stared at the bloody man on the platform with both confusion and greed.

After Mo Jinghong finished all this, he reached out and touched the rough, blood-stained stone platform, muttering, "Master..."

Hua Lang raised his eyelids and saw Mo Jinghong kneeling in front of him. His short, thick white hair was messy in the wind, and his facial features had become blurred in Hua Lang's eyes.

“…”

The wind was blowing violently, and the sky and the earth became dim. Hua Lang's blood was blown up by the wind, floating across the sky and earth in a disorderly manner and falling into the abyss.

Only the countdown of [07:58] is still visible.

Hua Lang opened her mouth and was about to speak when a loud bang interrupted her.

“Master!”

This is Mingjin's book.

Her robe was rustling in the strong wind, but the mirror in her hand was not affected by the wind direction and pointed steadily towards the direction of Mo Jinghong and Hua Lang.

Behind her were countless Qinglai disciples who were still in the sect. They all looked at the bloody and gloomy scene in front of them in great shock.

Mo Jinghong came out of his obsession. He turned his head, and Hua Lang's blood was still on his face.

"Master, what are you doing! Is that Junior Sister? What are you doing to her?"

Mo Jinghong's voice was even louder than the wind. "What am I doing? Ming Jinshu, when have you ever dared to question me?"

Hua Lang's plan was disrupted. She looked at Ming Jinshu and called out hoarsely, "Senior Sister."

The sound was scattered in the wind before it could be heard.

Mo Jinghong looked at the Tongyoujian in Ming Jinshu's hand, as if he knew something. He turned back to look at Hua Lang and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "God is really helping me. When you awaken the formation, Ming Jinshu's body will be just the right size to accommodate Master!"

Afterwards, Mo Jinghong stood up, still with the aura of a sect leader. He walked towards the formation and said to Ming Jinshu, "Isn't that the Tongyoujian you are holding in your hand? Then take a look. Is this your junior sister, or a demon?"

Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and from the blood beads flying all over the sky, they looked at the Tongyoujian anxiously.

The artifact still pointed steadily at Hua Lang.

Someone exclaimed: "Master Hua Feng is a demon?!"

Ah Zhao, who was hiding behind Ming Jinshu, started crying first. "I, I don't know. I just saw a big demon in Fengyou Palace. I, I didn't know it was her. I didn't mean to say it. I didn't mean to!"

This statement seemed to confirm something completely.

Ming Jinshu's knuckles loosened——

“Click.”

Mingyoujian fell to the ground and the body of the mirror shattered!

【02:31】

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Mo Jinghong said sternly, "Why not? She has deceived Qing Lai for so long, and now it's time for her to pay the price. The Blood-Exhausted Tribulation Cliff is her retribution!"

After saying this, as if fearing that the others would still not accept this, Mo Jinghong softened his tone and said, "I originally wanted to keep this scandal a secret, and wait for a while, and then say that your junior sister unfortunately died in the secret realm. I didn't expect you to bring so many people to make trouble. What happened today should not be spread outside—"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes swept over the disciples behind Ming Jinshu.

Upon hearing this, everyone left the Tribulation Cliff in fear or panic without waiting for her to speak. After taking one last look at the motionless figure lying in the middle of the stage and the master and disciple who were confronting each other in front of the stage, they all left the Cliff in fear or panic.

They originally came here to kill the big monster, but unexpectedly learned such a secret about the village!

Ming Jinshu helplessly watched them leave. Even so, she couldn't accept this. She looked at Mo Jinghong again, "Master, this is impossible. Junior Sister can't be a demon. There must be something wrong here."

Seeing the crowd disperse, Mo Jinghong withdrew his expression, his eyes revealing a coldness that made Ming Jinshu panic. He said quietly, "If you don't believe it, go and see for yourself."

Ming Jinshu slowly walked towards the stone platform. The black crow was startled by her and flapped its wings and flew away.

On the stone platform, Hua Lang could even sense that the formation beneath him began to heat up, melting the thin layer of blood covering it, as if it was ready to attack the new body that was approaching step by step.

Hua Lang no longer hesitated, closed his eyes and said softly: "A Shu..."

Mo Jinghong had excellent hearing. When he heard the name Murong Jun had given him, it was like a bolt of lightning. He left Ming Jinshu behind and flew back to Hua Lang, "Master? Is that you, Master?!"

【00:15】The formation is brightly lit.

"Hua Lang" heard the call and opened his eyes.

Her eyes seemed to be extremely confused, until they stopped at Mo Jinghong, and finally became somewhat clear. She called out again in a low voice:

"Ashu..." Then, there were blood-stained hands that struggled to resist the suction of the formation and slowly stretched out towards Mo Jinghong -

Mo Jinghong immediately grabbed Hua Lang's hand.

"It's me, Master—"

Hua Lang held him tightly back, and the suction technique used by the tree demon suddenly started to work in her body!

[00:03]

Mo Jinghong's spiritual energy transformed into a violent waterfall, pouring violently into Hua Lang's body—then seeping into the formation through the dripping blood. The nearly overflowing demonic energy was like a sharp sword. Under Hua Lang's control, it easily destroyed and tore apart the tangled red threads beneath the formation one by one. The stone platform collapsed and shattered, and spider-web-like cracks widened...

The spread of the rivers and seas was far from stopping. Thousands of formations were connected in a line, as if following the trail of demon blood that had once meandered there. The spiritual energy from Mo Jinghong poured out in an instant, destroying all the formations!

The excessive spiritual energy that had no time to be converted spread out in all directions, knocking Ming Jinshu, who was rushing forward, away.

Mo Jinghong constricted his pupils. He almost broke Hua Lang's hand before he finally pulled himself out of the suction technique!

He let go and stepped back suddenly, looking at his hands tremblingly, sensing in disbelief that all the thousands of connections he had established with the Life-Seizing Formation were annihilated!

Hua Lang's body, the only one that still had a chance of carrying Murong Jun's remaining soul, was completely destroyed by the overwhelming spiritual and demonic energy. Mo Jinghong rushed forward, and under his resentful look, Hua Lang finally closed his eyes...

[00:01]

…

[00:00] On the Tribulation Cliff, the thick black demonic energy spread rapidly like a rising tide.

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Wu Manci kicked over the stone in front of her feet, and the soil underneath turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There were endless panicked screams in the distance, but she just stepped on the devil's breath impatiently, and her eyes swept across the Tribulation Cliff not far away, as if she was waiting for something.

Finally, a ripple appeared in the air, and an object as big as a palm and as small as a boat slowly emerged. Wu Manci swiftly took off the letter paper on it and unfolded it in two or three strokes.

On the paper, a single word, ink like a silver hook:

"save."

She flexed her five fingers and immediately rushed towards the Tribulation Cliff.

With just one glance, she quickly locked onto the lifeless body on the dark stone platform.

But just as he rushed into the evil aura and had not yet made a move, a pure white snow fox covered in blood suddenly jumped out, picked up Hua Lang, and was about to jump off the cliff.

Wu Manci frowned, and she rushed forward decisively, ignoring the faint light of heaven emerging from the demonic energy and Mo Jinghong who was fighting hard. In a hurry, she grabbed the white fox's tail!

Accompanied by a burst of blood light——

Wu Manci lowered his head in a daze, and there was a huge piece of tail in his hand.

【Author’s words】

[Joker] is late