Chapter 394 The Resurrection of True Silver Moon
There are generally two dimensions to measure the intensity of the Great Impermanence: "density" and "scale".
The immense magical power emanating from this place, like a vast ocean, is of at least a hundred times greater than mine, though I cannot yet perceive its exact density. Even now, with it right before my eyes, I find it hard to believe that such terrifying power exists in this world.
After managing to pull myself out of the shock, I quickly noticed another fact.
This immense surge of magical power seemed devoid of any clear individual will. Rather than originating from the soul and consciousness of any one person, it was more like a natural phenomenon.
No… I’m pretty sure this isn’t a natural phenomenon; it’s just a way of describing the selflessness of this magical energy fluctuation. This power seems to be nothing more than an immense, unimaginable force itself.
Where exactly did Ying Lingyun obtain this power?
Clearly, Ying Lingyun had no intention of explaining further; he pulled down another large lever heavily.
With this pulling motion, a massive shockwave swept outwards in all directions. In my perception, the source of that enormous magical energy fluctuation, whose exact location was unknown, was actually forcibly torn off one-tenth of its origin by Ying Lingyun's action.
The massive fluctuation of magical power slowly disappeared. At the same time, the torn-off power transformed into a ball of cyan light, appearing above Ying Lingyun's head.
Ying Lingyun then pointed in the direction of the ritual array, and the cyan light sphere seemed to understand the instruction and quickly shot into the ritual array.
The metallic silver-white electric light filling the ritual array suddenly blazed brightly as if hundreds of flashbangs had exploded. Then, the metallic silver-white electric light quickly transformed into a soft moon-white light, and like a receding tide, it flowed backward towards the center, turning into a cocoon of moonlight that enveloped Chang'an's body.
A look of ecstatic joy appeared on Ying Lingyun's face.
I felt my heart sinking rapidly. Was I still too late?
The cocoon of moonlight gradually faded, revealing a human figure within. Sometime later, the body encased within had assumed a standing posture. The figure shifted between the silhouette of a young man and the silhouette of a young woman. However, the time spent in the young woman's silhouette grew longer, while the time spent in the young man's silhouette became increasingly shorter.
Finally, at a certain moment, the figure fixed on the outline of the girl's body, and the cocoon of moonlight vanished into countless floating particles of light.
Silver Moon, with her long white hair, stood gracefully before Ying Lingyun. She slowly opened her golden eyes, revealing a face so beautiful it seemed inhuman, a look that was both a sigh and a smile.
Countless dreamlike, moon-white particles of light floated around her, making her appear as if she were a celestial maiden descending to earth.
The true Silver Moon has been resurrected.
“Lingyun…” Yinyue said with deep emotion, “I never thought you would go to this extent… you actually resurrected me.”
Upon closer inspection, one would find that her figure still appears ethereal, like a ghost, while moon-white light particles are continuously entering her body. With each particle entering, her figure solidifies slightly. Presumably, once all the moon-white light particles have entered her body, her existence will be fully established in the world of the living.
I couldn't judge whether it would be worth stopping them now, but I still channeled all my power towards the other side of the Reboot Wall. Even if it seemed hopeless, I would try anything; I wouldn't give up until everything was settled.
"ah……"
Looking at the silver moon before him, Ying Lingyun lowered his head, his whole body trembling with excitement.
"I told you before I died that you didn't need to be attached to me after I died. Because there will definitely be another me. Although in your human eyes, it may just be someone with the same memories, and not necessarily the same person, I don't care about that kind of thing."
Yin Yue slowly walked up to Ying Lingyun, then smiled and said softly, "However, since you finally gave me a second life, I won't be so pretentious as to discard it like trash."
"My physical self will be diminished and die because of my resurrection, but she, like me, is not attached to the self in the universal sense. Whether I live or she lives, it makes no difference, so there is no need to go through the trouble of changing back."
"So, this time, let's do it your way, Lingyun."
Finally, she extended her pale hand to Ying Lingyun.
Suddenly, Ying Lingyun spoke up: "...That's not right."
"What?"
Yinyue stopped what she was doing, a look of confusion on her face.
Ying Lingyun slowly raised his head. His expression was no longer one of ecstasy, but rather one of extreme gloom, as if he were facing an enemy, staring intently at Yin Yue.
"What's wrong?" Yinyue asked, seemingly on a whim.
"Nothing's right!" Ying Lingyun roared in anguish. "The real her... should be even more beautiful, with a more melodious voice, both as cruel and ruthless as an insect and as sweet and gentle as a flower... a woman who is like a combination of a demon and an angel!"
"Huh?" Yin Yue was dumbfounded. "The appearance I'm using now should be exactly the same as the appearance I had when we parted twenty years ago, right? The voice is exactly the same too..."
"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!"
As if his most sensitive spot had been touched, Ying Lingyun roared furiously, "The real her looks far surpass those of the celestial beings in paintings, and her voice is a hundred times more beautiful than celestial music. How could someone like you possibly compare?!"
Silver Moon looked even more confused: "How could that be? There's no such woman in reality. Although I'm not human, I've tried my best to be as thorough as I understand humans when imitating them. If it were really like you say, wouldn't everyone be able to tell that it's not a real person?"
"Enough! You ignorant fool, stop talking to me about the real Silver Moon!"
Enraged, Ying Lingyun slammed his fist down on a large red button on the control panel as if he wanted to smash it to pieces.
"Get out of here!" he yelled.
The moon-white light particles surrounding the silver moon instantly transformed into metallic silver-white electric light, coiling towards her and producing an extremely violent reaction and explosive sound.
"Aaaaaaah!!"
She seemed completely unprepared for this, and the pain caused by the lightning was immense, causing her to cry out in agony uncontrollably. Even her originally solid body became incredibly ethereal due to the sudden change, and even began to occasionally reveal Chang'an's form.
To be honest, not only was Silvermoon caught off guard by this development, but I myself am completely baffled. The real Silvermoon has been resurrected, so what exactly is Ying Lingyun dissatisfied with? Or did the resurrection ritual truly fail, and this Silvermoon isn't the real one? A vague possibility is gradually taking shape in my mind.
At the same time, the power I was transferring to the other side of the wall of restarting power had finally accumulated to a usable level. As I pressed the detonation button in my mind, the black ash scattered on the floor there instantly turned into a dangerous orange-red, and then exploded into a powerful burst of flames.
Ying Lingyun was clearly caught off guard by this, but the automatic defense mechanism he had set up against the power of restart seemed to be working smoothly. Most of the restart power concentrated around his body, while the wall of restart power blocking me suddenly became weak. The "Eclipse" stuck in the middle exploded in an instant, shattering the wall of restart power into pieces.
The power of the vast majority of the flames was neutralized in the process of destroying the walls of the power of regeneration, while a very small number of flames decompressed and turned into a sea of fire, turning this huge room, which was surrounded by metal walls on all sides, into a sea of fire.
Normally, this huge room should have been burst open and exploded, burning the surrounding area to the ground. But it's unclear what material the walls were made of, but they somehow withstood the explosion.
I seized the opportunity, manipulating the flames into a giant hand to grab the ever-changing Silver Moon and pull it to my side.
Perhaps because the resurrection ritual was not completely completed, Chang'an... or rather, the body and soul of the incarnation Silver Moon had not been completely consumed.
Amidst the dust of the explosion, Ying Lingyun roared: "Give it back to me!"
"Didn't you just tell her to get lost?" I retorted.
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from afar. One of the sturdy metal walls of the room was smashed through, and two figures flew out of the hole, landing heavily not far from me. Judging from the shattered masks on their faces, they were indeed the Sheep and the Rabbit.
Were these two Great Impermanence-level combatants here to protect Ying Lingyun? I reflexively tensed up, then looked closely and found that things were not as I had imagined.
The Sheep and Rabbit were covered in sores and looked strangely old, as if their lifespans had been completely drained away, and their skin was as dry and wrinkled as tree bark.
They lay motionless on the ground, as if they were completely dead.
Through the hole in the wall, a figure enveloped in black and red magical power appeared.
The man strode in arrogantly, quickly surveyed the room, and then uttered a sigh: "Hmph... I thought the power of the Divine Seal Fragments was unfathomable, but I was worried for nothing... Turns out they're just two small fry."
The one who came was truly of impure destiny.
In just a minute or two, he had single-handedly defeated two Great Impermanence-level combatants, without even showing any obvious injuries, displaying the imposing presence of a veteran Great Impermanence.
Maybe he was actually injured, but he secretly committed suicide before entering this room and then revived in his prime... Although this guess is a bit dark, for some reason, I always feel that Mingzhuo is the kind of person who would do such a thing.
"A corrupt fate!"
Upon seeing the appearance of Mingzhuo and the deaths of Wei Yang and Mao Tu, Ying Lingyun seemed to realize that he was powerless to reverse the situation.
(End of this chapter)
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