Ming Xuanzi's mechanized body trembled violently, his once cold and emotionless eyes suddenly losing focus. An unsteady humming sound emanated from his psychic channels, as if the entire system was experiencing unprecedented chaos. His psychic core flickered violently, and the surrounding mechanical runes paused briefly, as if disturbed.
A strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky above the Hundred Star Sect. Auras surged across the heavens and earth, as if a divine punishment had descended. Countless spiritual energies converged into a vortex, and at its center, a gigantic shadow of the inner demon slowly condensed into form. Like a mirror reflecting the soul, it revealed Ming Xuanzi's past without reservation.
"Power! Power is the supreme pursuit!" Ming Xuanzi's low roar echoed across the real world and the virtual network, as his mind seemed forcibly drawn into a fantasy world. Within the inner demon's vision, familiar faces emerged from the black mist—former fellow disciples, fellow sect members, and even the innocent civilians tragically killed in the Baixing Sect's mechanized experiments.
"Ming Xuanzi, you've betrayed everything for power. Is it worth it?" the inner demon's phantom questioned in a deep voice, its voice like thunder, shaking the entire virtual space violently. Ming Xuanzi's figure stumbled within the illusion, his mechanical limbs suddenly becoming incredibly heavy.
He tried to steady his mind, but the visions grew clearer and clearer. He saw his past years of cultivation, the self determined to pursue the Great Dao, the fellow disciples who had accompanied him, the test subjects who collapsed in agony after the failed mechanization experiments... Each scene was like a whip, lashing his consciousness fiercely.
"These people...are no longer of any significance..." Ming Xuanzi's voice was low, yet with a barely perceptible tremor.
"Really?" The inner demon's voice deepened, and the black fog around it swirled wildly. "Then why are you still afraid? Why did you seal these memories?"
Ming Xuanzi's mechanical arm suddenly exploded, a scarlet crack spreading along the mechanical rune. A black aura gushed out from the interface between his flesh and metal, as if even his psychic core had been corroded. His body trembled erratically, his psychic channels violently twisted, and the entire Baixing Sect's psychic network began to fluctuate unsteadily.
"Master's condition is not right!" The disciples of Baixing Sect looked at the sky in horror. Ming Xuanzi's change caused the entire sect to fall into chaos. The spiritual energy facilities began to go out of control, and the light of the sect protection formation began to flicker.
However, just as the utilitarian demon calamity dissipated, the next even more violent calamity followed.
An indescribable strange aura spread out, and Ming Xuanzi's clone in the virtual network suddenly knelt on the ground. The system of the Emperor's armor also fell into serious disorder, and the runes flickered, as if it was about to collapse.
"Lust...How can a heartless person escape the calamity of lust?" A faint murmur was heard from the void, with a charming sound that entangled the heart and soul.
The illusion transformed into a graceful woman, her figure ethereal and eerie, each step ripples through the virtual space. Her gaze was deep and alluring, seemingly able to penetrate Ming Xuanzi's cold, mechanical body and gaze directly into his innermost soul.
Ming Xuanzi's pupils contracted slightly, his mechanized face twitched, and the light of his psychic core began to flicker violently, as if a sealed memory was being forcibly awakened.
"Senior Sister..." he murmured, his mechanical neural circuits momentarily stalling, his soul seemingly drawn back to a time before complete mechanization. Those were the early days of his cultivation, a time before he'd abandoned his emotions. That was the only time his resolve to the Dao had wavered.
In reality, Ming Xuanzi suddenly let out a long roar towards the sky, and drops of blood and tears actually flowed out of his body. When these drops of blood and tears fell to the ground, they turned into scarlet runes, and the runes exploded into balls of psychic flames, as if the inner demon was retaliating against his existence.
"Look! His mechanical body is self-destructing!" The Star Lord's eyes were extremely sharp, and he held the psychic sword tightly in his hand, ready to strike at any time.
The mechanical facilities inside the Baixing Sect began to collapse one after another, the psychic circuits kept bursting, and the entire sect's mecha system was also affected by the inner demon calamity. Some mechas even lost control on the spot and ran wildly and collided, as if they were also affected by the disorder of Ming Xuanzi's soul.
"How is this possible... How is this possible..." Ming Xuanzi stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to steady himself. However, his mechanical arm completely shattered at that moment, revealing the remaining flesh within. His face was no longer mechanically cold, but gradually showed a sense of panic and struggle, a fear born from instinct.
"Your Dao heart... has collapsed." The woman in the illusion slowly approached, gently extending her hand, as if trying to touch Ming Xuanzi's cheek. However, just as she was about to make contact, her figure suddenly shattered into countless fragments, transforming into a black vortex that swept towards Ming Xuanzi's spiritual core.
Ming Xuanzi retreated violently, gasping for breath. His psychic defenses were completely useless. He desperately tried to break free, but his mechanized body had become the greatest shackles, and he couldn't even control himself.
"This is impossible... I am a Divine Transformation cultivator! I am the most perfect being!" Ming Xuanzi roared, but his voice was filled with unprecedented fear.
The Star Lord looked at this scene coldly, slowly raising the psychic sword in his hand. The monks behind him also began to adjust their psychic fluctuations, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.
"Ming Xuanzi, even a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage is not invincible." The Star Lord said in a low voice, with a deep light flashing in his eyes.
Xiang Fan stood in the core area of the virtual network, with Mecha Zero hovering in mid-air. His eyes were calm and sharp, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer.
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