628: Lu Xueqi and Biyao (11)

Lu Xueqi stood behind him, watching his not-so-broad but exceptionally firm back, and a string in her heart was gently plucked.

She did not try to step forward to stand side-by-side, but quietly poured her remaining spiritual power without reservation into the tianya sword.

The sword's body emitted blue light, ready to strike, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to the shadow the moment Su Han attacked, or to block any counterattack that might come for him.

Elder Mu also stopped his futile long-range interference, pouring all his spiritual power into the core Restriction of the main hall to reinforce the barrier around Bi Yao, making a final stand.

Bi Yao lay in the center of the halo, watching Su Han's resolute back, feeling the special fluctuations coming from the tortoise shell—fluctuations that were of the same Origin as the shadow's power but opposite in nature.

A vague thought flashed through her weak Divine Soul.

She struggled to focus her mind, trying not to pour spiritual power into the tortoise shell (she had almost none left anyway), but instead trying to use her own faint consciousness to feel and respond to the ancient and weak consciousness within the tortoise shell, to understand the meaning of the "Guidance of the Return to Void"...

Just as the giant black hand was about to reach her body—Su Han moved.

The sword in his hand slashed down silently.

There was no earth-shattering Sword Qi, no dazzling brilliance.

There was only a tiny, almost invisible, straight-forward "line."

This "line" seemed to contain that first ray of light of "Creation," containing the "Dao" of separating the clear from the turbid, of defining existence from non-existence.

It met the giant black hand that was reaching for Su Han and Lu Xueqi.

Sss—a sound so slight it was almost inaudible.

That giant black hand, with its monstrous power that seemed capable of annihilating everything, was silently sliced open from the palm by that tiny "line," like a hot knife passing through solidified grease.

The sliced-open black energy did not explode or dissipate but directly turned into the most primordial nothingness and vanished.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror, with a faint, profound Dao rhyme of "Destruction" remaining.

"What?!" The black-robed giant let out an unbelievable roar of shock and anger, and the giant hand reaching for Bi Yao even faltered for a moment.

After Su Han slashed out with his sword, his face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his body swayed, barely able to stand.

Clearly, this sword strike had exhausted all his mental energy and most of his spiritual power, especially since channeling that wisp of axe intent placed a tremendous burden on his Divine Soul.

Yet, his eyes remained bright, staring fixedly at the shadow.

Almost at the same moment Su Han's sword strike fell, Lu Xueqi moved.

She merged with her sword, transforming into a blue bolt of lightning condensed to the extreme.

She did not attack the giant hand that had been blocked and was reaching for Bi Yao, but instead shot straight at the head of the black-robed giant where the scarlet light resided!

Attacking where the enemy must defend!

The black-robed giant was both shocked and angry.

Most of its power was concentrated in its two giant hands, especially the one reaching for Bi Yao, which contained its strongest "Power of Ruin," aimed at forcibly breaking through the protection of the tortoise shell's halo.

At this moment, Su Han's bizarre sword strike had broken the attack of one of its hands, and Lu Xueqi's long-prepared thunderous strike was pointing directly at its possible weak point (that scarlet light was likely where its core consciousness resided), forcing it to use its Divided Soul to cope.

"Get lost!" It roared.

The giant hand reaching for Bi Yao did not change direction and actually moved faster, but it separated a wisp of black Qi to form a small shield in front of itself, blocking Lu Xueqi's sword light.

At the same time, its scarlet gaze suddenly turned toward Bi Yao, or more accurately, toward the tortoise shell in Bi Yao's hand.

An incomparably intense mental impact, mixed with thoughts of temptation, fear, and chaos, like a sharp awl, pierced toward Bi Yao's already weak Divine Soul!

It saw that although the tortoise shell could restrain its power, the holder, Bi Yao, was too weak to actively control it.

As long as it disrupted Bi Yao's mind, or even controlled her, the protection of the tortoise shell might develop a flaw!

"Yao'er, be careful!" Su Han and Elder Mu exclaimed simultaneously.

Bi Yao was concentrating fully on sensing the tortoise shell when she was caught off guard and struck head-on by this tyrannical and bizarre mental impact.

She immediately felt as if she had been hit hard, let out a muffled groan, and blood seeped from her seven orifices.

Her vision went black, and she almost fainted.

The pale blue halo emitted by the tortoise shell in her hand flickered violently, unstable, and its range shrank further.

And that terrifying giant black hand had already reached the edge of the pale blue halo!

The halo came into contact with the giant hand, emitting a violent "sizzling" sound as they wore each other down.

The halo persisted, but it was clearly unable to fully block this strike, which had condensed the shadow's Origin power, and it was being compressed and eroded bit by bit!

Just as the giant hand was about to break through the halo and grab Bi Yao!

At this critical moment, when everyone thought all was lost—a strange change occurred!

In Bi Yao's hand, that ancient tortoise shell, perhaps because Bi Yao's mind was damaged and her will was on the verge of collapse, and also because it felt the intense stimulation of the "Power of Ruin" from the outside—which was of the same Origin but full of malice—had something deeper within it triggered.

A humming sound rang out again, but this time, it was no longer a low resonance, but became high-pitched and desolate, like a whale song traversing endless time and space.

The pale blue halo on the tortoise shell suddenly deepened in color, turning into a deep, dark blue like the vast starry sky.

The strange patterns on the surface no longer had light flowing through them, but erupted with blinding light, detaching from the surface of the tortoise shell, interweaving and changing within the dark blue halo, and finally, actually forming a vague, constantly flowing phantom pattern!

That pattern seemed to be a boundless, quiet, and deep... sea.

In the center of the sea was a huge vortex that seemed capable of devouring all light, all matter, and all concepts.

The vortex rotated slowly, carrying an eternal rhythm of ending all things while seemingly nurturing new life.

The phantom of the Return to Void!

Although it was only an extremely vague and insignificant projection, the moment it appeared, the space of the entire Town Yue Tower main hall froze for an instant.

Time, light, the flow of energy, and even everyone's thoughts experienced a momentary stagnation.

That giant black hand about to grab Bi Yao took the brunt of it, freezing outside the dark blue halo.

The "Power of Ruin" on the giant hand, which was condensed to the extreme, seemed to have met its monarch, its source, and it actually trembled uncontrollably—not out of fear, but an instinctive throbbing, a desire to merge into it.

Yet at the same time, the aura emitted by the dark blue halo and the phantom of the Return to Void was so pure, ancient, and supreme that it held a natural repelling and purifying intent toward this "Power of Ruin," which was full of resentment, deathly silence, and evil.

"No! This is impossible! How can a mere fragment manifest a projection of the true meaning of the Return to Void?!"

The black-robed giant let out a scream of extreme terror, no longer possessing its previous arrogance and greed, but instead filled with boundless fear, as if it had seen the most terrifying thing.

It wanted to withdraw its giant hand and escape immediately, but it found that its body had become incomparably sluggish and unable to move under the faint pressure of the phantom of the Return to Void.

The next moment, the phantom of the Return to Void within the dark blue halo, at the center of that huge vortex, fluctuated slightly.

A dark blue ray of light, as thin as a hair and indescribably deep, shot out silently and landed on the giant black hand.

(End of Chapter)