After the white light
The all-consuming milky-white light gradually dissipated, leaving behind a battlefield devastated and desolate.
In the center of the lake, the Source of Life had vanished without a trace, along with Yi Xing in his wheelchair. All that remained was the dimly lit seal, its runes flowing weakly, and the increasingly clear, muffled impacts emanating from the depths of the lake—the suppressed force of destruction was assaulting the cage that had lost its core power!
"Xing'er!!" Pei Qinhu roared in heart-wrenching fury, punching "Blood Butcher" away, and was about to rush towards the center of the lake, but was held back by Master Lu Ban.
"Don't go over there! The seal is unstable, and that thing down there is about to come out!" Master Lu Ban's face was pale, and his voice was filled with unprecedented fear.
Gongsun Li and Yang Yuhuan stared at the empty wheelchair, their eyes instantly reddening, tears silently streaming down their faces. Yang Jian gripped his three-pointed double-edged sword tightly, while his celestial hound let out an uneasy low bark.
Li Bai leaned on his sword, gazing at the spot where Yuan Zhong and Yi Xing had vanished. A complex and unfathomable emotion flickered in his eyes—regret, relief, and a hint of...understanding sigh. He seemed to know something, yet was powerless to change it.
"Nightmare" and Ink Lord also temporarily halted their attack, staring at the empty space with astonishment and uncertainty. The sudden disappearance of the Source Seed was completely beyond their expectations. Was it shattered? Or was it absorbed by that kid? If it was the latter…
"Damn it!" Mo Zun was the first to react, his eyes beneath the ghost mask turning incredibly ferocious. "The Origin Seed is gone... then use your lives to make up for my loss! Bone Erosion! Thousand Machines! Break the seal with all your might! Release the 'Core of Annihilation,' I will make everything here pay for the Origin Seed's demise!" He had completely gone mad; if he couldn't have it, he would destroy it!
"We will obey the decree!" The eyes of the heavily injured Mo Heng (Qianji) and the destroyed magic weapon "Shigu" also flashed with madness, and they began to attack the already crumbling seal with all their might!
Nightshade's face was icy cold. Her biggest objective had failed, and her heart was burning with killing intent. "Shadow Pavilion, kill! Leave no one alive!"
The great battle erupted again, and it was even more brutal! Without the interference of Yi Xing's [Starry Sky and Earth Bureau], the attacks of the Shadow Pavilion and "Night Ink" became even more ferocious. The people of Yao Tian and Li Bai could only fight desperately to protect the fragile seal, but the situation was extremely precarious.
The phantoms of the poets, deprived of the energy support of the source seed, grew increasingly dim, and their chanting weakened. Du Fu's phantom gazed at the chaotic battlefield and the imminent breaking seal, his eyes filled with sorrow and resentment.
"Though the pen is broken, its spirit remains; though the soul of poetry is about to dissipate, its righteousness will never die! Fellow practitioners, help me on my final journey, and with my remaining soul, subdue this demon once more!"
Du Fu's phantom let out a final cry, and his figure suddenly burst into flames, transforming into a pure spiritual flame. It merged with the power of several other poetic souls (such as Wang Wei, Bai Juyi, and others who were more solidified), and like a moth drawn to a flame, it poured into the dim sealing runes!
The seal's light suddenly shone brightly and stabilized temporarily, but the phantoms of those few poetic souls were like candles flickering in the wind, almost transparent, as if they would completely dissipate at any moment!
This is the last bit of time they bought at the cost of their very existence!
"Du Gongbu! Wang Youcheng! Bai Letian!" Li Bai looked at the burning poetic souls of his old friends, his tiger eyes filled with tears, and the Green Lotus Sword in his hand trembled with a mournful sound.
Just then, unnoticed by anyone, Ming Shiyin, who had been unconscious, finally stopped trembling. The cinnabar mark on his forehead no longer glowed faintly, but erupted like a volcano, radiating a dazzling crimson light that seemed to reflect the trajectory of fate!
He suddenly opened his eyes!
Those deep eyes no longer held their usual calm and inscrutable quality, but were filled with a swirling galaxy that seemed to pierce through to the past and future, and a hint of… a long-suppressed, finally erupting fury!
He didn't even look at the battlefield; his gaze pierced through the void and landed in the center of the lake, where Yi Xing had disappeared, as if he were seeing a scene that ordinary people could not see.
"Using yourself as the chess piece, drawing stars into the game... Silly child..." he murmured to himself, his voice tinged with heartache, but more so with a cold resolve, "Since that's the case, I will take the last move for you!"
He slowly raised his hand, without even forming a hand seal, but simply brushed it gently towards the chaotic battlefield, the seal that was about to break, and the destructive creature stirring at the bottom of the lake.
There was no earth-shattering fanfare.
But the entire world seemed to freeze for a moment at that instant.
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