Chapter 398 The Battle Ends
My flames traveled towards Ying Lingyun along a path imperceptible to normal humans, but as expected, they encountered an invisible obstacle.
It wasn't due to Ying Lingyun's power of restarting, but rather because the giant hand of azure light could clearly sense what I was doing and intercepted my power midway.
Ying Lingyun seemed to understand that this was a situation that would determine his life or death. The remaining resurrection array in the distance seemed to be under his control, and the metallic silver-white lightning within it swept towards me.
The attack was directed solely at me, excluding Mingzhuo. It seemed Ying Lingyun knew very well who wanted to kill him in this situation. However, such a desperate struggle was futile. Flames erupted from my entire body, engulfing and dissipating all the encroaching metallic silver-white lightning.
This was my second encounter with these bolts of lightning, and I won easily once again. This time, I finally sensed something unusual. At first, when I easily overwhelmed these bolts of lightning, I simply thought that Ying Lingyun was ultimately an ordinary person and couldn't unleash the full power of these bolts. But now I've discovered that the truth is more complex—regardless of the density of these bolts of lightning, the lightning itself and my magic power seem incompatible.
Specifically, these electric lights were suppressed by my flames, and quite thoroughly at that.
The last time I encountered such a strong restraint was when I was fighting against the Water Master Xuanwu. However, last time I was the one being restrained, but this time it was my turn to restrain the magic power of others.
As mentioned before, such an overwhelming restraint relationship would not arise in ordinary magical conflicts unless both parties are using forces within the same ideological framework. If my flames are based on the framework of the Yin-Yang lineage, then the one I can restrain in this way must be another Yin-Yang lineage successor.
In the relationship of mutual generation and restraint among the five elements (metal, wood, water, fire, and earth), many people might think that fire restrains wood because fire can burn firewood. However, this is not the case. Wood is restrained by metal, and fire restrains metal.
The four mythical beasts associated with "metal" are the White Tiger, whose corresponding color is white, and which represents killing and warfare.
These metallic silver-white electric sparks were composed of countless tiny, sharp, and deadly sword energies. Despite their destructive potential, they were rendered powerless upon encountering my flames, struggling only symbolically before being easily neutralized like kittens.
Could this be the "power of metal and killing" that I've heard about before? Then, is Ying Lingyun, who can manipulate this power, the White Tiger successor among the Yin-Yang lineage?
I feel that's not the case, because Ying Lingyun doesn't seem to possess any magical power; he manipulates his power through external means. If he has the White Tiger Seed, then the power should come from his body and soul, not from that resurrection array in the distance.
He may have simply obtained a large amount of White Tiger magic power from somewhere and then used it with equipment and tools.
As for the specific truth, I certainly can't get it from him himself.
Because I'm going to kill him right now.
The giant, cyan hand that grabbed Ying Lingyun not only stopped me from transmitting flames into Ying Lingyun's body, but also unleashed a burst of magical power, severing the connection between me and the heat emanating from his body. Now it seemed I could no longer attack Ying Lingyun.
However, this wasn't the first time my thermal signal had been severed by Ying Lingyun; I had experience and a plan for this. Within the heat inside Ying Lingyun's body were pre-programmed instructions. Once signs of a severed connection appeared, they would automatically transform into explosive force.
At that moment, Ying Lingyun's already shattered body exploded on the spot. The incident happened so suddenly that even the giant hand of azure light seemed to have been caught off guard, and Ying Lingyun appeared to have no time to react.
This level of trickery wasn't enough to kill Ying Lingyun. The automatic defense mechanism of the Reboot Power activated again, attempting to revive Ying Lingyun. I seized this momentary opening to re-establish contact with the flames generated by the explosion. Ying Lingyun's severed head glared down from the air, but I ignored it completely, instead manipulating the flames to spread towards his heart.
The still-beating heart danced in the air, with fragments of the divine seal embedded in it.
My flame is my spirit. As long as the flame comes into contact with this fragment of the divine seal, it is as if I myself have come into contact with this fragment of the divine seal. I will automatically bind to it and can take it back into my consciousness. Ying Lingyun will no longer be able to use the restarting power generated by this fragment of the divine seal to revive.
Since I could kill Ying Lingyun this way, there was no need to specifically input the explosion as a preset command into the heat inside Ying Lingyun's body; I could have just triggered the explosion directly. However, at that time, I didn't intend to establish a connection with the second fragment of the divine seal; I wanted to kill Ying Lingyun gradually.
The situation is different now. I know very well that increasing the number of divine seal fragments bound to me might also strengthen the path that the master of the divine seals threatens me, creating unnecessary life-threatening risks. But right now I have only one thought: I absolutely cannot let Ying Lingyun, this prey, escape from my grasp; I must reclaim the victory I deserve.
Want to escape? Don't even think about it!
My flames touched the heart of my prey.
In that instant, the fragment of the divine seal automatically established a connection with me and was transferred into my consciousness.
The power of restarting vanished, and Ying Lingyun's eyes lost all their luster. His body, shattered in the explosion, never reassembled.
The life of this delusional and madman came to an end here.
Ying Lingyun died.
Seeing that the target he was trying to rescue had died so suddenly right under his nose, the giant hand of azure light seemed to be enraged. It threw the severed limbs and remains into the spatial rift and grabbed at me.
I don't have time to use "Eclipse" right now, and even if I did, it would probably be useless. "Eclipse" could only cause minor injuries to Mingzhuo. Although this giant hand is not the true form of the Peach Blossom Village Lord, the damage I could inflict on it would probably be negligible.
It seemed that avoiding direct confrontation was my only option, but the moment that thought crossed my mind, the power of the giant azure hand enveloped me. The surrounding space seemed to have turned into extremely viscous mud, and I was a living person submerged in it. Moving was impossible; even waving my arm was incredibly difficult.
Suddenly, two massive bursts of magical energy erupted from afar. A torrent of pure white light and a towering, solid ice spear blasted through the walls of the enormous metal room from both sides, striking the giant hand radiating cyan light simultaneously.
Almost simultaneously, the magical power concentrated in Ming Zhuo's hand was released, transforming into a black and red tornado that slammed into the giant hand.
The three deadly attacks struck simultaneously, instantly pushing the giant azure hand back behind the spatial rift, before it exploded with a deafening roar. Most of the explosive energy remained inside the spatial rift, while the outpouring of energy shattered the massive, solid metal room, radiating outwards.
Both Mingzhuo and I were caught in the blast. Of course, the radiating power couldn't harm us, and Chang'an was also protected by my flames. In my perception, nearly 30% of the Humanity Division was destroyed. This was only because the aftershocks radiated in one direction. If they had spread in all directions, this portion of the aftershocks alone could have completely destroyed the entire Humanity Division more than once.
Fazheng and Shenzhao appeared at the same time beside me and Mingzhuo.
The floor was destroyed, and we could only stand in the air for now. The spatial rift was still there on the other side, and through it, we could see that the giant hand of azure light was no longer human-shaped... It would be strange to say that the hand was no longer human-shaped; to be precise, what was on the other side was a twisted and swaying mass formed by only a small portion of the surviving azure light.
The small lump changed shape and transformed into a blue eye, its gaze first sweeping over the others before settling on me.
Leaving aside Fazheng, Shenzhao actually came too. I remember he was supposed to be in charge of maintaining the portal between the independent reality space and the outside world.
"Step down, Lord of Peach Blossom Village," Fa Zheng said calmly. "Step down now, and I can pretend I never saw you here."
The blue eyes glanced at Fazheng.
"What, aren't you leaving yet?" Fa Zheng said. "If you really want to do something here... then you'd better send your real body here. Otherwise, with just this incongruous clone, you won't get any benefits here."
"..."
The eyes seemed to have made a choice, gradually blurring and fading in place.
The spatial rift, like a giant eyelid, closed and disappeared before our eyes.
Then, the surroundings began to shake.
It wasn't an earthquake, since we're all suspended in the air, and we couldn't tell if the ground was shaking. It was space itself vibrating, a phenomenon I've personally experienced. Our independent reality is collapsing.
It seems that what sustains the existence of this independent reality space is the fragment of the divine seal held by Ying Lingyun himself. Since I took it away, the independent reality space naturally cannot continue.
Now I understand why Shenzhao left his position. Although the main reason was probably sensing the appearance of the Peach Blossom Village Lord, the reason he maintained the portal outside was because the self-repair mechanism of the independent reality space would destroy the portal. Now that the independent reality space can no longer exist, the self-repair mechanism must have vanished as well.
Fa Zheng glanced back at the areas damaged by the aftershocks, sighed, and then straightened his expression.
"The battle is over, let's call it a day," he said.
(End of this chapter)
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