Chapter 41 The "Sapling" Entrusted by Jianmu
The final sound of the Jianmu tree's remnant, traveling through time and space, reverberated clearly in Jiang Xuelan's sea of consciousness once again! At the same time, a faint yet incredibly clear wave of thought, imbued with dependence and intimacy, emanated from the shadow of the young seedling. Like a newborn baby, it ignorantly called out to the fragment deep within the icy plains of his sea of consciousness, smoothed by the power of creation!
It was it! This was the "sapling" that Jianmu had entrusted to him! It needed him! It sensed the same aura of creation within him!
Almost at the same time!
The chaotic vortex patterns on the altar also lit up slightly, and a primitive, overbearing chaotic aura that seemed to be able to melt everything spread out, like an invisible tentacle, accurately locking onto Li Jiuyou!
Li Jiuyou's body suddenly stiffened! His red-gold pupils instantly shrank to the extreme!
Deep within his inner being, the restless, untamed Chaos True Fire, drawn by this primordial Chaos aura, seemed to have found its source! He leaped for joy uncontrollably! An unprecedented longing and sense of closeness spread through him like an electric current! The humiliating memory of his childhood, when he could never truly control this flame, no matter how hard he tried, and was mocked by his tribe as a "mixed-blood waste," combined with the docile throbbing of this flame now, like a wandering child returning home, created a tremendous impact!
Complete the origin! Control the Chaos True Fire! This altar... is the key!
"Ugh..." Li Jiuyou groaned, the red-gold demonic fire swirled around his body uncontrollably, his eyes filled with struggle and desire.
The gravekeeper withdrew his hand, and his hoarse voice carried the vicissitudes of life:
“…This is…fate…”
"…Resistance…is futile…"
“…The only thing to do is…accept…”
Jiang Xuelan and Li Jiuyou stared at each other from a distance. One's gaze was cold and complex, carrying a sense of entrusted responsibility and an inescapable fate; the other's gaze was burning with struggle, filled with a desire for power and an extreme resistance to being "bound." The air was frozen, with only the surge of chaotic energy from the altar and the gentle vitality emanating from the Jianmu saplings silently urging them on.
Jiang Xuelan took a deep breath, suppressing the conflict churning within him. His icy blue eyes regained their composure. He slowly walked towards the core area of the Chaos Altar. Every step he took felt the searing pull of the blood pact, as if reminding him of what he was about to face.
Li Jiuyou watched Jiang Xuelan's back as he walked towards the altar, and felt the unprecedented throbbing of the Chaos True Fire in his body. He scratched his messy red-gold hair irritably and let out a beast-like growl: "Damn it! I'm going all out!" He stomped his feet suddenly, and the red-gold demon fire ignited. With a determination to throw everything into the air, he strode towards the core of the altar.
The two men stood in the altar's core area. Here, the aura of chaos and the vitality of Jianmu trees were at their most intense. The chaotic patterns beneath their feet flowed slowly, like living things. Less than three feet separated them. Their contrasting auras—icy and scorching—were tempered by the chaotic power, and the repulsion seemed to diminish slightly. However, the invisible pull of the blood pact became even more pronounced, binding them together like an invisible chain.
"Sit cross-legged... facing each other..." The gravekeeper's hoarse voice sounded like guidance.
“…Invoke…the origin…”
"...Chaos...will...harmonize..."
Jiang Xuelan sat cross-legged with an expressionless face, eyes closed, and began to try to channel the suppressed heat of the demon core deep in his dantian. Icy blue immortal energy flowed through his body, like a thin layer of frost.
Li Jiuyou suppressed his awkwardness and sat down cross-legged, facing Jiang Xuelan. His scarlet-gold eyes glared fiercely at Jiang Xuelan, who had closed her eyes (though he couldn't see). Then, closing his eyes, he began to carefully mobilize the Chaos True Fire deep within his essence. The scarlet-gold demonic fire flickered within his body, emitting a scorching aura.
As soon as the two sat down, they activated their power and something strange happened!
The Chaos Altar beneath their feet shook violently! The Chaos lines in the core area instantly erupted with a deep, dark gray light! A majestic, primordial Chaos Force, seemingly capable of encompassing all things, rose up and instantly enveloped the two of them!
"Hmm!" Jiang Xuelan groaned! The heat from his demonic core, which he had been trying to guide, erupted like a wild horse under the stimulation of this chaotic force! The blazing and violent force instantly broke through the blockade of the icy immortal power, wreaking havoc through his meridians! The mark of the God-killing Gu on his old lower back injury suddenly bulged, emitting a cold black aura! The icy sea of consciousness shook violently, as if it was about to collapse!
"Fuck!" Li Jiuyou also let out a painful roar! The Chaos True Fire he had ignited was like a burning oil depot, instantly losing control and raging! The scarlet-gold flames swept through his body, burning his meridians! The stagnation and tearing sensation deep within his origin, caused by his "impure" blood, was infinitely magnified, and the excruciating pain made his vision black! The chill of the Soul Mist on his back also took the opportunity to counterattack!
Both of them trembled violently, their faces turning pale in an instant! The icy-blue celestial light and the scarlet-gold demonic fire collided fiercely within the chaotic light shield, annihilating each other with a terrifying sizzling sound! Under this violent energy onslaught, the pull of the blood pact became the most painful shackles! Every clash of power was clearly transmitted to the other through the blood pact, as if their souls were being torn apart!
"Keep calm!" The gravekeeper's hoarse voice pierced through the chaos shield, "...guide... rather than...confront..."
"...Chaos...encompasses...everything..."
Jiang Xuelan clenched his teeth, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth again. He forced himself to remain calm, no longer forcibly suppressing the heat from his demon core. Instead, he carefully channeled a trace of burning energy within the envelope of the Chaos Power, following the path of the Mysterious Ice Immortal Technique. The pain was like a maggot in his tarsal bone, but just as the burning energy flowed through the old injury in his lower back, a strange, gentle Chaos Power surged in. The chilling pain that had penetrated deep into his bones was replaced by a subtle... **melting sensation**? It was like a thousand-year-old ice being plunged into warm spring water.
Li Jiuyou was also struggling on the brink of life and death. He no longer tried to forcibly control the rampaging Chaos True Fire, but instead, relying on instinct, he directed the raging flames to strike at the "blockage" in his bloodline deep within his origins! Each impact brought soul-tearing pain, but after each impact, the blockage seemed to lessen a little! What surprised him even more was that as the scorching demonic fire flowed through the Soul-Sinking Mist wound on his back, a gentle yet icy Chaos Power (from Jiang Xuelan?) also quietly seeped in, neutralizing and soothing the cold and biting pain!
Guiding... not fighting...
This thought was like a bright light, lighting up in the painful and chaotic sea of consciousness of the two people.
Jiang Xuelan began to experiment, no longer viewing the demon core's heat flow as an enemy. Instead, he channeled it into the power of chaos, gently washing away the old wounds on his lower back and the marks of the God-Slaying Gu. He no longer forcibly suppressed the icy immortal energy, but instead constructed a "river channel" around it to channel it.
Li Jiuyou also gritted his teeth, channeling the Chaos True Fire like a blacksmith hammering fine iron, repeatedly striking the stagnant nodes in his bloodline. Enveloped by the power of Chaos, the scorching flames became less violent and uncontrollable.
With the guidance of the two, the chaos shield surrounding them began to change!
Instead of a violent turbulent flow of energy, a slowly rotating, dark-grey chaotic vortex formed! At the vortex's center, the icy blue and scarlet-gold energies were like two fish with vastly different attributes yet interdependent. Under the harmony of chaos, they no longer violently collided and annihilated, but began to try...**contact, test, and even...a faint fusion**!
Every slight energy contact is clearly transmitted to the other party's sea of consciousness through the blood contract!
Jiang Xuelan no longer felt pure searing destruction, but a domineering, feral pulse of unyielding vitality! Like a bonfire burning on an icy plain, though out of place, it brought a hint of... strange warmth. He even "saw" a blurry fragment: a red-haired child being ridiculed and kicked in the mud, his eyes burning with the flames of unwillingness...
Li Jiuyou no longer felt the biting cold, but instead an extreme calmness, loneliness, and an incomparably strong will! Like a glacier that hadn't melted for millennia, it carried an unimaginable weight. A fragment flashed by: Amidst the blazing flames, a young child with icy blue eyes trudged alone through the snow, his gaze as cold as ice...
These soul-fragmented perceptions were fleeting, but like stones dropped into the lake of the heart, they stirred up indescribable ripples.
At this delicate moment when pain and strange perceptions intertwined, and the energy of ice and fire struggled to blend under the chaotic harmony—
In the center of the altar, the shadow of the tiny Jianmu seedling swayed gently.
An extremely pure stream of turquoise light, full of the vitality of nature, slowly poured into the rotating chaotic vortex like the gentlest stream!
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