13: Reduced to ashes

On the Silver Armor Corpse's face, covered in cold silver,

a very human-Li Ke expression of confusion appeared.

Suddenly!

Its body violently trembled!

As if it had realized something!

Its pitch-black eyes suddenly constricted, staring intently in the direction of Charles Castle!

"Roar—!!!"

A terrifying roar, filled with endless fury and terror, almost tearing through the air, erupted from the Silver Armor Corpse's mouth!

The next moment,

it transformed into a silver lightning bolt, rushing madly towards the castle at an unprecedented speed!

......

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Dull and continuous loud thuds,

Li Ke dense drumbeats, approached the castle at an astonishing speed.

Castle second floor,

study room.

The heavy bookshelf had been moved, revealing the entrance to the deep secret chamber hidden behind it.

Inside the secret chamber, the light was dim.

Li Ke was half-crouching there, his figure almost completely hidden in the small shadow cast by the lamplight.

On the stone floor, a complex, twisted six-pointed star pattern was clearly visible.

In the center of the pattern, seven ancient-looking brass oil lamps, six of which had completely extinguished,

leaving only the last one, still burning stubbornly, its flame gently swaying, flickering on and off, as if it could go out at any moment.

Li Ke lowered his head,

his gaze fixed on that faint green flame, his expression calm, as if lost in thought.

He seemed to have completely missed the increasingly close and loud violent impacts from outside.

This lamplight, seemingly weak,

emitted an extremely strange, cold, and viscous aura.

Just by getting close,

Li Ke could clearly feel his blood seeming to sink into a swamp, its flow becoming sluggish.

As if this flame was inherently repelled by the aura of all living beings.

He had tried to impact it with Devilish Qi, interfere with it with Mental Energy, and even influence it with the Concept of Phantom Building Fist.

But it was Li Ke a mud ox entering the sea, without the slightest effect.

This strange lamplight seemed to exist in another dimension, unable to be interfered with or influenced by other forces.

However, whenever a gentle breeze blew in from outside the secret chamber,

it would begin to sway slightly, revealing an incredibly real and fragile side.

Li Ke slowly extended his finger,

slowly approaching the flickering faint green flame.

His fingertip just touched the invisible force field around the flame.

Hiss......

A bone-chilling coldness, mixed with the unique spiritual energy of the cultivation world,

instantly spread up his fingertip, as if to freeze his Soul.

"Indeed, this ritual is inseparable from the cultivation world…"

"My Transmigration, perhaps, was not accidental."

Li Ke fell into contemplation again.

Just then!

Boom!!!

A huge roar exploded outside the secret chamber!

The entire secret chamber violently shook, and dust fell Li Ke rain!

The thick and solid stone wall of the secret chamber, Li Ke paper, suddenly burst inward and collapsed!

Shards of stone flew everywhere! Smoke and dust filled the air!

A tall figure, shimmering with a cold, silvery-white luster, enveloped in suffocating terror-inducing pressure,

stepped into the secret chamber through the broken wall opening!

Silver Armor Corpse!

It had finally arrived!

Its eyes, as black as ink, hollow and dead, pierced through the swirling dust,

instantly locking onto Li Ke, who was crouching in the center of the six-pointed star pattern, in front of the oil lamp!

A bone-chilling killing intent, as if substantial, instantly enveloped the entire secret chamber!

The air seemed to be completely frozen at this moment!

The Silver Armor Corpse's stiff face showed no expression.

But its subsequent actions perfectly demonstrated its rage and killing intent.

Without any delay!

It suddenly raised its arm, which shimmered with a cold, silvery metallic luster, its five fingers pressed together, fingertips sharp as knives!

Towards Li Ke, who was within reach, it stabbed down with all its might!

The speed was extreme!

The air was torn, emitting a sharp whistling sound!

Li Ke slowly lifted his eyelids, glancing at the enraged Silver Armor Corpse in front of him,

his eyes indifferent, as if looking at a… lifeless stone.

Then.

He extended two fingers, pale and slender.

Towards the flickering faint green flame on the last oil lamp.

He gently pinched it.

Pop.

An extremely faint, almost inaudible sound.

Li Ke a fragile bubble, gently popped.

That stubbornly burning faint green flame extinguished at his touch.

Time, at this moment, seemed to be paused.

The Silver Armor Corpse's rapidly thrusting arm abruptly froze in mid-air,

its gleaming fingertips less than an inch from Li Ke's forehead.

The unchanging stiff expression on its face completely solidified.

The entire world, all sounds, all light and shadow, all movement,

completely stilled at this instant.

Absolute silence, as if sinking to the bottom of a ten-thousand-foot deep sea.

Immediately after.

An indescribable sensation came from all directions.

As if the entire space was violently contracting and squeezing!

Or as if, it was being rapidly lifted upwards from the deep water by an invisible yet mighty force!

Faster and faster! Faster and faster!

Finally…

Splash!

As if breaking through a thick water surface, breaking free from invisible restraints!

Everything before his eyes,

instantly came alive!

A warm ray of sunlight, carrying the scent of dust, shone in through the hole in the ceiling, forming a clearly visible light pillar in the air, countless tiny dust motes slowly dancing in the light pillar.

A gentle breeze blew in through the cracks in the wall, carrying the fresh scent of outdoor vegetation, gently brushing against Li Ke's cheeks and the fine hairs on his arms, bringing a slight ticklish sensation.

In the distance, a few clear bird calls faintly drifted,

that strange field domain that had enveloped the entire Charles Manor… had disappeared.

Li Ke looked up, his eyes showing a hint of pity,

the Silver Armor Corpse that had been so fierce and arrogant not long ago,

still maintained its thrusting posture, standing motionlessly in place.

Its eyes, as black as ink, had now lost all their luster, becoming hollow and blank.

A gentle breeze, blowing in through the hole in the wall, softly brushed against its body.

The next moment.

Li Ke an ancient sculpture that had undergone ten thousand years of weathering.

Countless fine, dense cracks silently appeared on the Silver Armor Corpse's body, which was as solid as refined gold.

The cracks rapidly spread and expanded.

Puff…

Its tall body, Li Ke a sand dune dispersed by the wind,

silently collapsed and disintegrated, turning into countless extremely fine, black ashes.

The breeze swept through, and the ashes scattered.

Finally, they completely dissipated in the warm sunlight and fresh air.

Leaving no trace.

As if it had never existed.

"Cough… cough cough…"

Li Ke suddenly bent over,

clutching his chest and coughing violently.

With each cough, a trace of crimson blood would spill from the corner of his mouth.

He felt that a part of his power had been drained from his body,

his cultivation dropping from the third layer of Qi Refinement back to the second layer.

This was normal, after all, he had previously absorbed a large amount of Death Qi from the field domain for Cultivation in order to quickly improve his strength.

Logically speaking, with the collapse of the field domain,

a deep integrator Li Ke him should have suffered the same fate as that Silver Armor Corpse.

But…

Li Ke felt that although his Devilish Qi had been somewhat depleted,

it had become even more pure and refined,

and a smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The key to this,

was naturally the Heaven-Defying Myriad Things Demon Contamination characteristic of the Summoning Demon Scripture.

It almost forcibly twisted, contaminated, and assimilated all the heterogeneous energy in his body into the purest Devilish Qi,

leaving only a tiny, weak connection to the Origin of the field domain.

When the field domain collapsed, the power of the backlash was naturally greatly reduced.

If he had been given a little more time,

it was likely that even this last connection would have been completely "digested" by the Demon Infusion.

"As expected of… the Legacy known as a Heavenly Dao taboo."