258: Bai Qi? Still alive?!

The dragon fiend spear struck out, absorbing all the thunder from the thunder sound cone into its tip, then blasted it back towards the wind god wings!

Space collapsed, and the storm dissipated!

Lu Chen pressed closer step by step, his spear striking like a Dragon, each blow precisely hitting the energy nodes between the Spirit Treasures, dismantling their resonance!

Wan Yuan's face was pale, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth—

Defeat was set!

Just as Lu Chen locked in the victory and reached out to take the nine lives reincarnation lamp—

"Swish!!!"

A white figure, without any warning, traversed space and appeared out of thin air!

The figure reached out—

And, under the gaze of Lu Chen and Wan Yuan, he grasped the nine lives reincarnation lamp in his hand!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Wan Yuan trembled violently, exclaiming in a lost voice: "Bai... Bai Qi?! You!!! You're actually still alive?!"

The white figure slowly turned, covered in blood, with ink-black hair, and a golden battle Pattern faintly visible between his brows.

He held the Reincarnation Lamp, laughing maniacally: "Hahaha!!! I thought... I was truly dead! But just as my consciousness was dissipating, a cold, emotionless voice echoed in my Sea of Consciousness—"

"[Abnormality in instance rules detected]"

"[Number of deaths has reached six, instance should forcibly terminate]"

"[However, a seventh person has died... conflicting with core logic]"

"[Initiating emergency repair protocol]"

So that's how it was!

Lu Chen understood.

He had activated a cheat code, ordering Bai Hu to kill Bai Qi.

At that time, there were already 6 deaths, and Bai Hu shouldn't have been able to kill anyone.

But under Lu Chen's highest authority command, Bai Hu had no choice but to kill Bai Qi.

This caused a BUG, violating the rules.

To allow the instance to continue, the instance self-repaired and resurrected Bai Qi.

Bai Qi looked at the Heavenly Dao Supreme Treasure in his hand almost frantically, exclaiming excitedly: "Victory is decided, Heavenly Dao, this time I won! With this Supreme Treasure, I can revive nine times! I am invincible!!!"

...At this moment, in the Spirit Realm.

Inside the Tianshu Grand Hall, surrounded by seventy-two heaven-reaching jade pillars, the atmosphere was as heavy as lead.

The Department Directors of the five Great Departments of the Spirit Realm gathered here, each a supreme expert in the Early Stage of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, standing at the pinnacle of cultivation.

They wore Magic Robes symbolizing their authority, their Spiritual Pressure like an abyss or a sea, their every move causing Heaven and Earth to resonate.

The Department Director of the Realm Guard Department, "Immortal Master Tie Xuan," wore a profound iron Daoist robe, his face as cold and stern as iron, holding a "Realm Guard Divine Spear" in his hand, rumored to have once suppressed three riotous Small Worlds with a single spear.

The Department Director of the Dharma Transmission Department, "Fairy Meng Li," her white robes whiter than snow, her eyes like autumn waters, a string of crystal-clear "dream speech bells" entwined around her fingertips; a gentle ring of the bells could control the dreams of myriad living beings.

The Commander of the Law Enforcement Department, "Xing Wushe," wore black robes like night, his eyes like daggers, and the "heaven's punishment soul-locking chain" hung at his waist, specializing in surveillance and execution, cold and ruthless, even feared by the high-ranking officials.

The Department Director of the Star Observation Department, "Star Yanzi," held a star disk, his hair white, his eyes reflecting billions of stars, in charge of the flow of all destinies.

The Department Director of the Spirit Crossing Department, "Void Child," his figure illusory, seemingly traversing time, with a "World-Breaking Shuttle" floating in his palm, specializing in the art of smuggling.

Above the five, seated at the pinnacle of the nine-layered jade steps, was the supreme Dominator of the Spirit Realm—Realm Master Ling Xiaozai.

He wore a nine-Dragon Daoist robe, his aura like an abyss or a sea, having reached the Perfection of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, a half-step into the Ascension Realm.

With just a glance, he could make the Divine Souls of Soul Transformation Cultivators tremble.

Behind him floated a "tianshu sword," its blade inscribed with seventy-two Seal runes, the Spirit Realm's first Chaos Supreme Treasure.

On both sides of the Grand Hall, over a hundred Peak Spirit Transformation experts stood solemnly, each with an aura like a Dragon, their divine light contained.

They were the mainstays of the Spirit Realm, usually either in secluded cultivation or governing a region, long accustomed to the comfortable life of being high above.

However, at this moment, everyone's expressions were tense, even carrying a hint of unfamiliarity and panic.

Not out of fear of the Spiritual Qi fluctuations on the Tianqi Continent—

But because—

It had been ten thousand years.

For ten thousand years, the seventy-two Small Worlds had been like docile Spiritual Vein mothers, never having any mishaps.

They had long grown accustomed to this ironclad order, accustomed to comfort and enjoyment, accustomed to merely monitoring, harvesting, and Sealing in an orderly fashion.

Now, with the Seal broken and the Nine Heavens Spirit Bell ringing, such "sudden events" left them at a loss, even causing jokes—

Some panicked and mispronounced a Spell, almost detonating the Spirit Array;

Some stood in the wrong position and were immediately reprimanded by the Law Enforcement Department;

Inside the Grand Hall were the most elite nobles of the Spirit Realm, each capable of turning the world upside down.

But at this moment, they were like a group of nobles who had lived in a greenhouse for too long, bewildered and helpless in the face of a sudden storm.

Realm Master Ling Xiaozai slowly spoke, his voice like thunder rolling through the hall:

"Small World Number One, Tianqi Continent, just experienced a terrifying Spiritual Qi fluctuation! Its intensity far surpasses that of an ordinary Golden Core Cultivator, even approaching the Soul Transformation Realm!"

"I suspect... a Heaven and Earth Supreme Treasure has appeared!"

Immortal Master Tie Xuan frowned deeply, saying in a low voice: "Supreme Treasure? But... all Small Worlds have been thoroughly scanned by the 'Spiritual Vein Backflow Grand Array,' it's impossible for them to hide a heaven-reaching spirit treasures! Could it be something lost from the outside world? Or... did someone privately refine it?"

Spirit Firmament Child shook his head, his gaze profound: "Have you forgotten that these seventy-two Small Worlds were not created by my Spirit Realm, but were pieced together from fragments left after the collapse of an ancient civilization? These fragments contain unknown sub-spaces, hiding unresolvable Heavenly Dao Laws. The current Spiritual Qi fluctuation... is highly likely the awakening of a 'dormant Supreme Treasure' within one of these fragments!"

Everyone in the hall was shaken.

Although they held high positions, very few knew this forbidden history—

The Spirit Realm was not a creator, but a scavenger.

They merely built this "Spiritual Qi extraction system" on the ruins after the collapse of the ancient civilization.

And those "Heavenly Dao fragments" were the remnants of previous civilizations caused by a heavenly dao system BUG—

It was precisely because of this that "pre-civilization resurrectors" who did not belong to this era appeared.

Fairy Meng Li gently shook her dream speech bell, stating calmly: "This matter is easy to handle. I can order the 'Profound Ice Pavilion' on Tianqi Continent to investigate."

Spirit Firmament Child sneered: "Foolish! With the strength of those Golden Core Cultivators in Profound Ice Pavilion, they won't even touch the edge of the Supreme Treasure! If the Supreme Treasure is obtained by others, causing a chain reaction, all seventy-two Small Worlds could be in turmoil! We must dispatch Soul Transformation Realm experts, in their Primordial Spirit form, to forcibly smuggle in!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall instantly fell silent.

Everyone's faces changed dramatically.

Smuggling into a Small World—

What a perilous undertaking!

One must abandon their Physical Body and fuse their Primordial Spirit with a Magic Treasure to deceive the Seal Laws of the Small World.

Once inside, if the mission fails, the Divine Soul will be annihilated;

If the mission succeeds, it will be difficult to recover the Physical Body upon return, only able to undergo Reincarnation and re-cultivate, or even have the Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Who would be willing to bear such a sacrifice?

No one in the hall responded, only the sound of breathing rising and falling.

Spirit Firmament Child's gaze was like a knife, sweeping over everyone: "What? Enjoying all the glory and wealth in normal times, yet now no one dares to step forward? Have your guts been fed to dogs?!"