The Last Echo of Qinglian
The manifestation of the Poetry Soul temporarily stabilized the seal and greatly encouraged Yi Xing and the others, but it also thoroughly enraged Mo Zun. He realized that he had to act quickly, otherwise things would change.
"Thousand Machines! At all costs, interfere with the Source Seed! Corrode Bones, use the 'Ten Thousand Souls Banner'!" Mo Zun roared, his body's dark blue evil energy burning like flames, temporarily forcing back Li Bai, whose sword energy was rampant.
"I humbly obey the decree of the Ink Lord!" The hunchbacked old man let out a strange laugh like an owl, and pulled out a palm-sized black banner from his robes, which exuded a strong stench of blood and resentment. He bit his tongue, spat a mouthful of blood onto the banner, and chanted incantations.
In an instant, the black banner grew longer in the wind, transforming into a size of over ten feet. Countless twisted, tormented, and resentful phantoms of souls surged out of the banner, emitting piercing screams, and rushed towards the phantom of the poetic soul and the source of life in the center of the lake! These vengeful spirits exuded intense spiritual pollution, and wherever they passed, even light seemed to be swallowed up!
The majestic aura formed by the poetic spirits reciting their verses was violently impacted by this extremely yin and evil "Ten Thousand Soul Banner," causing its light to dim considerably! In particular, the poetic spirits of Meng Haoran and He Zhizhang, who tended towards elegance and tranquility, were most affected, and their illusory figures began to fluctuate.
At the same time, a ruthless glint flashed in Mo Heng's (Qianji) eyes. He abandoned the meticulous deciphering and directly aimed the dark blue instrument in his hand at the Life Source Seed, activating it with all his might! A distorted, highly polluting dark blue beam shot towards the Source Seed, attempting to forcibly interfere with its energy structure!
"Not good!" Yi Xing exclaimed. He could sense through the "Circulation Disc" that the energy of the Source Seed was being polluted and becoming chaotic! The light of the seal flickered violently again, and the deathly and destructive aura below became even clearer, even causing the entire lake to begin to freeze over with a thin layer of black ice!
"Stop him!" Ignoring his own injuries, Pei Qinhu forcefully shook off the enemies who were entangled with him and tried to rush towards Mo Heng, but was blocked by several fearless members of "Night Ink".
Gongsun Li and Yang Yuhuan were also entangled with more enemies and unable to spare any attention. Although Yang Jian and Xiaotianquan were brave, Mo Heng seemed to have a special energy shield around him, making it difficult for them to break through in a short time.
Master Lu Ban continuously launched interfering mechanisms, but their effectiveness was greatly reduced under the evil force field of the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner".
The seal is about to be broken, and the source seed will be contaminated!
Li Bai, who had been locked in fierce combat with Mo Zun, witnessed this scene and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes. He took a deep look at the floating Source Seed, which represented the literary tradition of the Tang Dynasty and the beliefs of his dear friends, as well as the poetic souls of his old friends who were still struggling to recite poetry despite the onslaught of vengeful spirits.
He suddenly sheathed his sword and retreated, no longer engaging in combat with Mo Zun.
"Hmm?" Mo Zun was taken aback, then grinned maliciously, "Finally exhausted?"
Li Bai did not look at him, but slowly raised the Azure Lotus Sword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing straight at the sky. The sharp sword intent around him began to subside, and in its place was an aura that was incomparably pure and vast, as if connected with the entire world and the land beneath his feet protected by the poetic soul and the source seed.
"Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles."
He recited softly, no longer with the fierceness of his previous battles, but with a solemn, ritualistic air.
"Having accomplished his task, he dusted off his clothes and departed, concealing his identity and name."
With each verse he recited, his aura rose a notch, and the light of the Azure Lotus Sword shone ever brighter. Countless golden characters seemed to flow across the blade, the essence of his life's poetry and the imprint of his indomitable soul!
"Even in death, the spirit of chivalry remains, and one shall not be ashamed to be a hero in this world."
Upon reciting this line, his aura reached its peak! He seemed to transform into a sharp sword poised to pierce the heavens! Even Mo Zun felt a deadly threat, and his expression changed drastically!
"Who can write your book, sir, the Tai Xuan Jing, even in your old age?"
As the last sentence fell, Li Bai's figure and the sword light completely merged, transforming into a long blue rainbow that stretched across the sky and earth! That was not a simple sword aura; it was a supreme strike formed from the burning of his poetic soul, sword intent, and even a part of his life essence!
Azure Lotus Sword Song: The Ultimate Secret Sword - [Poetry and Sword to Suppress Heaven and Earth]!
This sword strike was no longer aimed at Mo Zun, but instead, it was resolutely aimed at the filthy "Ten Thousand Soul Banner" and the dark blue beam of light shot out by Mo Heng!
"No—!" Mo Zun and Shi Gu roared in shock and anger at the same time!
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There was no earth-shattering explosion.
The azure rainbow, like a hot knife through butter, easily pierced the vengeful spirit field emanating from the "Ten Thousand Souls Banner," cleaving the evil black banner in two! Countless vengeful spirits let out their final lamentations under the pure and vast aura of the poetic sword, and vanished into thin air!
At the same time, the dark blue beam of light was also severed by the remaining force of the sword rainbow and vanished without a trace!
The sword light swept past Mo Heng (Qianji), and the instrument in his hand shattered instantly. He was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting blood as he flew backward!
However, after unleashing this sword strike that surpassed all limits, the azure rainbow that stretched across the sky and earth quickly dimmed and dissipated. Li Bai's figure reappeared, but his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak. He barely managed to stay upright by using his sword to support himself on the ground.
But he succeeded!
With the Ten Thousand Souls Banner destroyed and Mo Heng injured, the interference that the Source Seed had been subjected to vanished instantly! The Poet Souls were greatly encouraged, their chanting grew even louder, and the sealing light stabilized once more!
"Li Bai!" Yi Xing and the others were both surprised and impressed, and an indescribable feeling of emotion welled up in their hearts.
Mo Zun looked at the weakened Li Bai, then at the destroyed magic weapon and the injured Mo Heng, his eyes filled with a frenzied killing intent and... a trace of barely perceptible fear.
"Very well...very well done, Azure Lotus Sword Immortal! Today, I will tear you to pieces!"
He walked step by step toward Li Bai, who seemed to have no strength left to fight, his killing intent chilling.
However, at that moment, the life-generating seed in the center of the lake seemed to sense Li Bai's resolute will and sacrifice in protecting it, and suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly gentle yet magnificent light! A milky-white pillar of light, like a bridge, crossed the lake and instantly enveloped Li Bai!
Nourished by this pure life energy, Li Bai's pale face regained a rosy hue at a visible speed, and his listless aura also stabilized slightly.
At the same time, the light of the Origin Seed also shone on Yi Xing.
Yi Xing shuddered, feeling a warm, vast, and vibrant energy surge into his congenitally deficient body, which was like a broken vessel. This power was so gentle, so perfectly suited to him, as if it were the very part he was missing!
For the first time, the perennial chill within him was replaced by genuine warmth! The heavy, seemingly constant feeling of weakness that had been binding him was also somewhat relieved!
While it's far from a cure, this is undoubtedly a glimmer of hope! It proves that the power of the Source Seed can indeed compensate for his congenital defects!
This scene made Mo Zun's expression even more unpleasant. He hadn't expected that not only had he failed to break the seal, but he had actually helped the opponent!
At that very moment, the illusory figure of Du Fu, who had been keeping his eyes tightly closed and focusing all his efforts on stabilizing the seal, suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze pierced through the mist, looking towards a certain direction in the valley, and he said in a deep voice:
"Another guest has arrived... and he doesn't seem to have any good intentions."
Following his gaze, everyone saw that thick fog was billowing in the direction of the valley entrance, and a chilling and murderous aura that was no less than that of "Ink of the Night" was rapidly approaching!
The main force of the Shadow Pavilion has finally arrived! Leading them is none other than "Nightmare," the woman wearing a silver mask, and... several figures beside her with equally eerie and powerful auras. One of them, wielding twin blades, short in stature, with a crazed and greedy gaze, is none other than the notorious thief who disappeared after detonating the energy storm—Kong Kong'er! He's actually involved with the Shadow Pavilion!
A true case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!
The situation has once again become incredibly complex and dangerous!
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