Chapter 167 Let Me Do It
Elder Lin Wei's gaze, as cold as ice for millennia, lingered on Yun Yuan for only a moment before shifting away with icy indifference.
He ignored Yun Yuan's hoarse explanation and walked straight towards the scorched land that had been eroded by the power of gods and demons.
Black Fang and Stonehoof let out threatening growls, their muscles tense as if facing a formidable enemy, fiercely protecting Silver Tiger.
Elder Lin Wei ignored their hostility.
He stopped beside the silver tiger, looking down at the horrific wound. The writhing black mist and struggling golden light seemed to be the most filthy creation in the world.
He slowly extended a withered finger.
At the fingertips, a ray of seven-colored light, condensed to its fullest extent, shone forth, like a newly born star.
He pointed into the air, and the ray of light, like a swimming fish, silently probed into the black and gold energy vortex on the Silver Tiger's chest.
A moment later, Elder Lin Wei withdrew his finger, and for the first time, an extremely solemn expression appeared on his usually calm face.
"This is not ordinary demonic corruption." He spoke slowly, his voice low and filled with a chilling assertion, "This is the seed of a demon god, feeding on the bloodline of the White Tiger, attempting to transform this powerful body into a vessel for its divine descent into the world!"
Upon hearing this, Blacktooth and Stonehoof were struck dumb, forgetting even to growl.
Elder Lin Wei's gaze then turned to the baby that had been carefully placed at the foot of the stone hoof.
A complex mix of emotions flashed in his eyes—a mixture of amazement and regret.
"Divinity and demonic nature coexist in one body. What a pure bloodline, yet it is parasitized by such a vicious power."
"This child has become a walking source of calamity."
He abruptly changed the subject, his icy gaze sweeping over the heavily injured Silver Tiger once more, before uttering an even more despairing piece of news.
"The High Priest of the Devouring God Cult, what ruthless methods! His final blow was not only to kill, but also to leave an indelible mark of divine resentment on him."
"That brand allows him to vaguely sense the location of this place, and now he is constantly moving closer to it."
"The barrier of the holy site is being located from the outside."
A low murmur arose among the surrounding Qilin clan experts, and their wariness towards Silver Tiger instantly transformed into undisguised killing intent.
Yun Yuan's face completely lost its color.
Elder Lin Wei seemed oblivious to the crowd's reactions and continued to deliver his final judgment in that emotionless tone.
"Conventional purification techniques are not only ineffective against him, but they would also instantly take his life by stimulating the demonic seed."
He paused, then offered the only possibility.
"The only way is to use the Holy Land's source, the Unending Spring, but the powerful life force of the Unending Spring will also nourish the demonic seed. As a result, it will only turn him into a terrifying monster that has lost its mind and only knows how to kill."
"Turn him into a monster?"
Stone Hoof's hoarse voice sounded like two stones rubbing against each other, and his bloodshot eyes instantly turned extremely red.
"Roar!" Black Fang was even more direct. He let out an angry roar and held the remaining half of the axe handle horizontally in front of him.
Ignoring the insurmountable gap in their strength, the two stood on the left and right, like two iron towers, protecting Silver Tiger tightly behind them, expressing their unwavering will to the unfathomable Qilin Elder.
The atmosphere within the encirclement instantly became tense, like a battleground.
Just then, a trembling voice rang out.
"Elder, perhaps there is another way."
Everyone looked over at the sound and saw Elder Aoki, who had been ignored, carefully taking out an old animal hide from his bosom with trembling hands.
The animal hide had weathered countless years, its edges worn and frayed, but the patterns painted with a special pigment still exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.
“This is a record that our people have long forgotten, an ancient ritual.”
"It is called the Pact of Resonance between Gods and Demons."
"It is not purification, but guidance, guiding two extreme forces to achieve a fragile balance."
Elder Lin Wei's gaze was suddenly drawn to the roll of animal hide. He flashed and appeared in front of Elder Qingmu, almost snatching the roll of animal hide from him.
He slowly unfurled the animal hide, and for the first time, an undisguised look of astonishment appeared in his cold eyes.
"Resonance between gods and demons." He muttered to himself, his eyes shifting uncertainly. "This... this is remarkably similar to the lost Yin-Yang reversal technique of my Qilin clan!"
After a long while, he raised his head, and the mountain-like pressure quietly subsided.
"Perhaps, this is indeed a feasible but dangerous path."
He agreed.
“But to perform this ritual…” Elder Lin Wei’s gaze swept over everyone present, his voice regaining its solemnity, “two core conditions are required.”
"First, a divine guide with pure bloodline is needed to risk entering his sea of consciousness, using his own soul as a bridge, to awaken and guide the dormant White Tiger divine soul within him."
"Secondly, and most importantly, we need a container of malevolent energy containing an equally powerful evil force to hold and seal the seed of the demon god that was extracted from his body."
Elder Lin Wei's words were like two insurmountable mountains, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.
A divine guide? A vessel for evil?
These two seemingly vague conditions, at this critical juncture of life and death, were tantamount to a death sentence for Silver Tiger.
The anger that had just ignited on Blacktooth and Stonehoof's faces was extinguished by this bone-chilling despair, leaving only ashes.
Yun Yuan's face turned ashen. He knew that although the bloodline of the Qilin clan was noble, it was almost impossible to find a pure divine guide who could use the soul as a bridge to fight against the seed of the demon god.
That requires not only strength, but also the will to sacrifice one's soul for others.
And the so-called container of evil thoughts is something that has never been heard of before.
In the midst of this deathly silence, an extremely faint groan broke the frozen air.
"Um."
Everyone turned their heads sharply, their gazes focusing on the corner that had been ignored.
Yueqing, who should have been in a deep coma, had her eyelashes trembling slightly.
The incredibly dense life energy at the core of the holy land finally worked, pulling her out of the suppression of the demonic aura and granting her a moment of clarity.
She slowly opened her eyes, her vision still a little blurry, but Elder Lin Wei's cold and solemn pronouncement reached her ears without missing a single word.
Her gaze swept over the faces around her, some wary, some solemn, some desperate, and finally, it fixed on the man lying not far away on the scorched earth, his chest radiating black and gold energy, his brow furrowed in pain.
Silver Tiger.
She lowered her head again and looked at the person in her arms.
The tiny baby slept peacefully, the golden tiger stripes on her forehead flashing brightly and dimly as if resonating with the wound on her father's chest.
That was her child.
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