599: Lu Xueqi (76)

The voice from within the clouds carried a trace of seriousness for the first time.

“A pity, still too weak.”

The giant palm slightly curved its five fingers, changing its attack from a slap to a grab.

Clearly, the Holy Cult Leader did not wish to prolong the situation; he intended to seize the reincarnation mirror fragment in one go, along with the boy Su Han, who seemed capable of stirring up the fragment's mysteries.

However, just as the giant palm was about to close.

A sudden change occurred without any warning.

The strange pillar of light above Su Han's head, interwoven with the auras of life and death, did not collide with the giant palm again.

Instead... it suddenly spread outward.

Like a silent ripple, it instantly swept across the entire battlefield, across everyone, and across every inch of land.

Time seemed to truly freeze for an instant.

No, it wasn't completely frozen.

Rather, everyone's perception experienced a momentary 'frame skip'.

The next instant.

True Man Chiyang, Protector Bai, and the allied Cultivators behind them simultaneously displayed expressions of extreme terror.

Because they 'saw' it.

Not with their eyes, but through a more direct projection of their Divine Souls.

They saw the 'end' of themselves at some point in the future.

Some saw themselves dying from a Heart Demon backlash, their form and spirit annihilated.

Some saw their Lifespan dry up, turning into a handful of yellow dust in despair.

Some saw themselves dying from revenge, their bodies severed from their heads.

Some saw their Dao foundation completely destroyed, reduced to mortals, dying miserably amidst sickness and poverty...

That was not an illusion.

It was the reincarnation mirror fragment, stirred by Su Han's Life and Death Concept, reflecting the 'Scene of the End' with a high degree of possibility, based on everyone's own aura and Karma.

Although vague, although only a fragment,

the true meaning of death contained within it, and the tremor intimately connected to one's own destiny, were incomparably real, striking the deepest core of the Divine Soul.

“No—!”

“This isn't real!”

“My Great Dao! My eternal life!”

Countless mournful screams and collapsing roars instantly erupted from the allied forces.

Many Cultivators with weak wills instantly developed cracks in their Dao Hearts, their auras becoming chaotic, and some even spat blood on the spot, their cultivation bases plummeting.

Even a Devil Head like Ghost Eye Demon Lord, who was in the Nascent Soul Stage, felt his Divine Soul violently shake. A terrifying image of his demise under the Heavenly Tribulation flashed in his eyes, causing his attack to momentarily slow.

Wang Shouren, Lu Xueqi, Bi Yao, and the members of the Black Witch Clan also saw their own 'endings'.

However, whether due to steadfast Dao Hearts or unique experiences, although their minds were shaken, they stabilized themselves more quickly, understanding that this was not a fixed reality but a warning and a shock.

“Reincarnation... reflecting the end...”

Sharp light shot from Wang Shouren's eyes, as if he had grasped something.

This was not an offensive Spell,

but a passive manifestation of some essential power of the reincarnation mirror fragment.

And the first to bear the brunt was that sky-shrouding demonic palm, and behind the palm, the Holy Cult Leader hidden deep within the clouds.

The giant palm suddenly paused.

The motion of closing showed a distinct delay.

A muffled groan came from within the clouds.

Evidently, even the Holy Cult Leader, who was at the Soul Transformation Stage, was caught off guard and suffered a considerable shock to his mind from this reflection of Reincarnation power involving destiny and endings.

The 'end' he saw was probably far more terrifying and direct than that of others.

“Reincarnation... truly a forbidden object!”

The Cult Leader's voice was no longer indifferent, but carried a trace of shock and anger, and an even deeper... greed!

A reflection that could make even him feel palpitation proved the infinite value of the reincarnation mirror.

He must obtain it!

The giant palm pressed down again. Although its might seemed slightly diminished, its resolve became firmer.

But it was this momentary obstruction that bought a sliver of life for Su Han, and for the Black Witch Clan!

“Ancestral Spirit! Please listen to the final plea of your people!”

Mo Yuan, the Grand Elder, who had been desperately maintaining the Ancestral Spirit power to protect his clansmen and Su Han, suddenly spat out a large mouthful of his vital essence blood, rich with life essence Qi, onto the ancient scepter in his hand.

The strange gem atop the scepter erupted with a sun-like blinding light.

“With my Soul, with my blood, with the faith accumulated from ten thousand years of Black Witch sacrificial rites!”

“We respectfully invite the Ancestral Spirit—to descend to the mortal realm!”

Mo Yuan's hair turned snow-white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His skin rapidly lost its luster and became covered in wrinkles.

His entire aura drastically declined, but his eyes were bright as stars, filled with resolve.

He was burning his life, his Soul, and his qualification to communicate with the Ancestral Spirit, unleashing the ultimate forbidden art in the Black Witch Clan's Legacy!

“Grand Elder!”

The Black Witch warriors cried out mournfully, but they could not stop him.

Boom!

In the center of the altar, the beam of light that had merely been projecting power suddenly materialized.

A vast, ancient, and savage will descended mightily!

Vaguely, a colossal phantom, towering between heaven and earth, appeared above the altar.

The phantom had a human torso and a snake tail, its features blurred, holding a wooden staff, radiating the primordial aura of splitting Chaos and creating all living things.

The projection of the Black Witch Clan's progenitor—the Witch God Zhuyin!

Although it was merely an extremely thin projection, briefly descended by means of a secret art, its high status was enough to shake heaven and earth.

The Witch God phantom raised the wooden staff in its hand and lightly tapped the sky-shrouding giant palm.

There was no sound.

No light.

But in the center of the black giant palm, which contained the might of the Soul Transformation Stage, a hole was silently torn open!

Pure, essential power of 'Creation' collided and annihilated with the extreme 'Destruction' of the Devilish Qi.

The giant palm trembled violently and quickly became illusory and transparent.

“Zhuyin...”

The Holy Cult Leader's voice from within the clouds carried a trace of solemnity, and a trace of annoyance.

“A mere remnant thought that vanished in the distant past dares to impede me?”

He clearly hadn't expected that a remote Black Witch Clan could summon an Ancestral Spirit projection of such a high caliber.

Although this projection had limited power and could not last long, its essential nature was extremely high, enough to cause substantial interference to his attack.

“So be it. Today, I shall thoroughly erase this final mark of the Witch God!”

Above the firmament, demonic clouds churned, and even more terrifying auras gathered.

Clearly, the Holy Cult Leader was enraged and intended to use his true means.

But the Witch God phantom moved faster.

After piercing the giant palm, the direction of the wooden staff shifted, pointing towards the broken mirror disk above Su Han's head.

A pure, gentle, and life-filled power of Creation flowed into it.

The mirror disk fragment, about to cease its Fusion due to energy depletion, instantly shone brightly like parched earth receiving a timely rain.

The light filaments at the fracture spread wildly, intertwined, and fused.

The shape of the mirror disk became complete at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although it still lacked about a quarter of its entirety, the Reincarnation Dao charm it emitted was already more than ten times richer!

An invisible wave spread out.

In the space between heaven and earth, the sound of flowing water could faintly be heard.

It wasn't a river, nor a lake or sea.

It was the phantom ripple of the—River of Time, which was vaster, more mysterious, traversing the past, present, and future, bearing the fate of all living beings!

At this moment, Su Han experienced a moment of sudden enlightenment. (End of Chapter)