Chapter 262
But at that very moment, Yingning spoke:
"I see."
"Non-action"
"The spiritual veins of the human realm have been taken away, haven't they?" she said knowingly.
Seeing the endless hellish flowers devouring the demonic vines she had severed, the monk's mind wavered for a moment before he heard the woman on the altar speak to him again:
"This imperial mausoleum of the Min Dynasty is the last spiritual vein in the human realm."
"Right?"
“Yes,” Wuwei replied.
Upon hearing this, the little dragon was speechless for a moment: "Seize a realm's spiritual vein..."
"this--"
"How is that possible?"
"The divine realm will never allow such a thing to happen..."
Xiao Bai Xie looked at Ying Ning tremblingly. For some reason, his headache worsened when he thought of the God Realm. It was as if a force was trying to crush everything in his mind and then try to present his memories of the past thousands of years to him one by one.
Stealing the Spirit Vein...
Such evil deeds violate the laws of Heaven and are intolerable to the higher realms.
If the human realm loses its spiritual veins, the six realms will once again fall into an unbalanced state, and at that time, it will probably not only be the human realm that suffers devastation.
Wuwei stood up and looked down at Yingning: "Indeed, Benefactor Meng."
"This imperial mausoleum of the Min Dynasty is the last remaining spiritual vein in the human realm that has not yet dried up."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the demonic vines around the Pure Lotus rushed fiercely straight towards the underground glacier of the imperial mausoleum, like ferocious beasts that knew no hunger.
In the blink of an eye, the demonic vines absorbed most of the spiritual veins beneath the imperial tomb!
Within the altar, a faint, ethereal white light shimmered.
Jing Shilian watched all of this with cold eyes.
"Purify the world, purify the world."
"As expected, they intend to devour the human realm whole." Ying Ning murmured, no longer showing any mercy.
The snake whip transformed into a sword, and Ying Ning, wielding the sword, stormed onto the altar, instantly severing thousands of demonic vines. The Floating Mandala array summoned by her lips, invoking incantations, unexpectedly ignited karmic fire within it.
The karmic fire burned everything, completely incinerating the severed demonic vines that had not yet been absorbed.
The demonic vines struggled, but they couldn't leave the Floating Pagoda Formation at all.
"As expected, only the Phoenix Spirit Flame can dispel this ancient demonic vine." Wuwei took in everything below, his gaze following that slender figure.
Bai Xie could only endure the pain and bite off a piece of demonic vine. He subconsciously protected Ying Ning around him, then roared to the sky. Sharp wind blades centered on the two of them harvested thousands of demonic vine corpses.
The Pure Lotus is within reach!
The dragon's tail lashed out violently, attempting to coil up that patch of white.
But at this very moment, an unusual phenomenon occurred.
Suddenly, the earth shook and the sky collapsed.
Far away on the frontier of the Min Dynasty, Changjing Lake surged with towering waves, mountains crashed and boulders fell, birds and beasts fled for their lives, and the people in the towns looked up and saw a blood-red sky, screaming in panic:
"Look! Look!"
"This is...."
"The gods are angry!"
The crowd scattered, and the child's cries were drowned out by the throng.
"Help!!"
......
The old emperor outside the imperial mausoleum also felt the earth tremble, and at this moment the stone walls of the mausoleum cracked open, and large pieces of the murals fell off.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
"Watch out! Watch out!"
Boom—
Everyone rushed to protect the old emperor, but they still couldn't stop the imperial mausoleum from collapsing.
"Don't panic," the old emperor commanded.
"The master is still inside; I believe he will be alright!"
......
Imperial Mausoleum Altar.
Bai Xie tried his best to lift the Pure Lotus, but found it to be as heavy as a thousand pounds and impossible to move. Just then, Ying Ning noticed something was wrong and shouted, "Watch out!"
Countless beams of light shot out from the altar and struck Bai Xie directly.
Yingning threw her longsword, striking the Pure Lotus and instantly triggering a powerful energy surge. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yingning pulled Bai Xie up and flew away from the altar.
Nearly a thousand bolts of purple lightning struck down, shattering the entire altar to pieces!
Amidst the swirling dust, the Pure Lotus remained intact, but the ground beneath it was completely exposed, drawing everyone's attention to the long, snow-white vein deep within the earth.
That is the spiritual vein of the human world.
The last spiritual vein...
I see.
The Pure Lotus is rooted in the spiritual veins, feeding on the entire human realm and continuously absorbing its spiritual energy.
For thousands of years, countless people have pursued the path of cultivation day and night, only to find it all in vain.
Those people probably never knew until their deaths that the reason they could never embark on the path of cultivation was simply because all the spiritual energy of the human realm had been stolen by this tiny lotus flower.
That's ridiculous.
The myriad paths to immortality have become nothing more than nourishment for it.
The Pure Lotus mocks the people of the world, looking down on this fleeting human existence with the disdain of a victor.
Bai Xie was also stunned when he saw the existence of the spiritual vein.
Wuwei, standing high above, did not show any surprise. He silently set up a barrier, a faint glint in his eyes.
The purple lightning did not stop falling; powerful and fierce lightning descended from the sky, relentlessly attempting to tear apart anything that tried to approach the Pure Lotus.
Seeing that Yingning was still close to Jingshilian, Wuwei naturally spoke:
“Benefactor Meng.”
"The Pure Lotus is not a creature of the human realm. It draws upon the spiritual veins of the human realm and has long been tainted with evil."
“I told you of its existence not so that you would seek your own death,” he explained intentionally.
Ying Ning used her palm as a blade to block more than a dozen bolts of purple lightning. At this moment, the longsword she had just used also returned with a whoosh. She gripped the snake sword tightly in her hand, her eyes resolute.
"Non-action"
"Since you told me about the existence of the Pure Lotus, didn't you just want to see this scene?"
“Using this envoy as bait, we lured in this heavenly thunder.”
"Are you trying to tell me now that you don't want this Pure Lotus?" she asked, her tone suggesting she had already seen through all his little schemes.
Wuwei did not deny it; he looked at her:
"think."
"This humble monk desires it."
Who wouldn't want this Pure Lotus, which has absorbed countless spiritual energies from the human world?
"If this humble monk cannot prevail against you today, it is fate." Although the monk said this, he still showed no sign of making a move.
Wuwei seems to want to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.
Endless purple lightning bolts hurtled towards Yingning.
One after another, shattered lightning bolts were completely trampled under Ying Ning's feet. From Wu Wei's perspective, she seemed to be standing in an intricate web of heavenly lightning, surrounded by lightning bolts that wanted to kill her.
But her movements were swift and agile, with numerous sword shadows.
It forcefully broke through one shackle after another, tearing apart this tragic farce that no one knew who had bestowed upon the human world.
"Non-action"
"It seems you won't be able to get the Pure Lotus." As she approached the Pure Lotus with her sword, she still had the mood to mock herself.
Wuwei simply walked lightly to the edge of the stone wall:
"No, no."
"The outcome is still uncertain, so please do not be careless."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a deafening sound rang out, and dark clouds began to churn.
A massive black bolt of lightning descended from the sky, heading straight for Ying Ning, like a giant black python sweeping across the hills and forests surrounding the imperial mausoleum.
The thunder was deafening!
The dust that rose up blurred the view. In just an instant, the black lightning bolt traversed thousands of miles, its boundless energy almost destroying the world. It was about to strike the swordsman at an eerie angle!
"Ah Ning!"
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