412: When a mountain collapses, it’s not collapsing, it’s reorganizing!

The rotting skin glowed with a purplish-blue light under the moonlight, and his eyeballs protruded from their sockets like overripe grapes. His originally clear cries suddenly twisted into a low hiss.

Countless pitch-black vines burst from the ground, wrapping around the swollen body and weaving dense Talismanic Incantation patterns onto its surface.

“Step back!”

The Gravekeeper’s warning was drowned out by the tearing sound of the vines.

Just as Su Han’s azure flame sword edge touched the nearest tendril, the entire wasteland suddenly trembled violently.

The mountains to the southeast collapsed even more fiercely, with giant rocks carrying black mist falling and turning into dust in mid-air.

The golden patterns on Bi Yao’s palm began to spread uncontrollably along her blood vessels towards her heart. The liquid oozing from her bitten fingertips was no longer fresh blood, but a viscous, glue-like dark-golden fluid.

“Phoenix Nirvana…it’s a backlash.”

She stumbled and leaned against a rock, its surface instantly covered in moss-like mold spots.

“Those Talismanic Incantations are devouring my spiritual energy!”

When Su Han shook off the spider silk wrapped around his wrist, he noticed that the blue light points in the jade bottle were wildly leaping, even overflowing from the bottle’s mouth as wisps of light bands.

The light bands wrapped around the mutated insect corpse, and the melting dark-green viscous liquid suddenly boiled, corroding with an ear-piercing hiss.

Even stranger, the patterns on the jade bottle itself began to resonate with the Talismanic Incantations on the little boy’s corpse, as if invisible threads were pulling between them.

The Gravekeeper’s long blade suddenly let out a mournful cry, and the eerie blue flames surged uncontrollably.

He staggered back a few steps, his left sleeve turning to ash, revealing an arm covered in black patterns.

“The Erosion Abyss is rewriting the Earth Veins…those vines aren’t physical entities…”

Before he finished speaking, a tendril suddenly sent Su Han flying, directly breaking a withered tree three zhang away.

Su Han fell into a blood-mist-filled hollow, and the jade bottle in his palm suddenly flew up on its own.

The blue light points, like living things, drilled into his glabella, exploding into myriad star maps in his Sea of Consciousness.

He saw nine layers of Seals shattering one after another, with a giant crystal coffin suspended in the center.

Inside the coffin lay not a corpse, but a boiling galaxy, which was precisely the source of the golden patterns Bi Yao had seen three days ago when she devoured the mist.

“I found you.”

The little boy’s voice came from all directions.

The swollen body suddenly split into countless fissures, revealing the writhing purple Meridians within.

The end of each Meridian was connected to the scavenging Gu worms underground. At this moment, those monsters were frantically gnawing at the vine connection points, and black liquid gushed out like a fountain, solidifying into blood-colored Talismanic Incantations under the moonlight.

Bi Yao suddenly tore her skirt and tightly wrapped the still-spreading golden patterns with strips of cloth.

“Gravekeeper, that Talismanic Incantation is absorbing your spiritual energy!”

She threw out three Talismans glowing with Phoenix True Fire, but they turned into green smoke upon touching the vines.

The Gravekeeper roared, transforming into a blood-colored afterimage. His long blade conjured thousands of slashes, but at a certain moment, it suddenly froze—

Seven glowing spider silks were quietly climbing onto the back of his neck.

Su Han coughed up blood mixed with stardust, and suddenly realized that those Talismanic Incantations formed a kind of sacrificial Formation.

The light bands in the jade bottle had now completely integrated into his body, surging through his blood vessels as an icy-blue torrent.

The moment the spider silk was about to pierce the Gravekeeper’s protective blood light, he instinctively reached out and grabbed the nearest light band.

As a burning sensation came from his palm, the Formation suddenly twisted into seven ripples.

“Clang!”

The Gravekeeper’s long blade finally cut off the last strand of spider silk, but the Earth Veins of the entire wasteland began to boil.

The mutated Gu worm swarm emitted a teeth-grinding gnawing sound, actually gnawing on their own carapaces.

The little boy’s corpse had now swelled like a small mountain, and the spider silk on its surface was breaking inch by inch, revealing the star-glimmering runic tracks beneath—it was clearly the remains of an ancient Magical Artifact!

Bi Yao suddenly staggered and pointed to the southeast: “The mountain is collapsing…it’s not collapsing, it’s reorganizing!”

Before her voice faded, the collapsing mountain rocks froze in mid-air, arranging themselves into a complex Three Enclosures star map.

The jade bottle in Su Han’s palm began to vibrate violently, and a groove corresponding to the star map actually appeared on the bottom of the bottle.

When the first falling stone precisely embedded itself in the position corresponding to a star, the entire wasteland erupted in dazzling blood light. (End of Chapter)