92: The law is irreversible?

Yun Yao's grand gamble did not stir up the anticipated monstrous waves on the dead calm lake surface.

It only created a negligible ripple, which was quickly swallowed by deeper observation and suspicion.

A single stone, after all, could not shake the ocean's indifference.

Just in this subtle standoff, Ye Chen's second wave of attack, carrying thunder capable of destroying all confidence, descended mightily.

A Jade Slip message, publicly announced to the entire Eastern Continent cultivation world through Heavenly Secret Pavilion channels, transformed into a golden light screen spanning the sky, imprinted deep within everyone's Divine Soul.

Upon the light screen was a partial rubbing of an ancient medical text.

The script was ancient, filled with the essence of Dao, and every character exuded an undeniable authority.

A section discussing "Law Injury" was highlighted, every word cutting to the quick.

"the zeroizer is a blade of reckoning from beyond the Heavenly Dao; its Law is not of this realm, and its wounds cannot be healed by the Medicinal Pills of this world."

"This injury is a cancerous growth of the Dao, deeply rooted in the bones, until it completely erases the Cultivator from the Foundation of existence, returning them to nothingness."

"There is absolutely no possibility of reversal."

The ironclad evidence was overwhelming.

This conclusion from an ancient powerful being transformed into a merciless hammer, completely shattering the last glimmer of hope.

In the center of the main hall, on the virtual trading interface for [moonlight resuscitation no. 1], the price curve, which had just slightly risen due to Yun Yao's injection, plummeted ninety degrees vertically, forming a blood-red waterfall.

Panic selling orders flooded the entire Exchange channel.

The price crashed by ninety percent in an instant.

Yun Yao's assets also shrank significantly, the string of numbers becoming unbearable to look at.

She stood in the shadows, her body trembling imperceptibly, her hands hidden in her sleeves clenched tightly, her fingernails almost digging into her flesh.

She then forced herself to regain her upright posture, though her face was ashen.

All eyes once again converged on Lu Yuan.

This time, they were filled with naked mockery, pity, and schadenfreude.

This madman was finally going to pay the price for his arrogance.

Lu Yuan was deaf to all the storms outside.

He didn't even glance at the plummeting market display.

He simply turned and entered a secret chamber in the back mountain of Qingyun Sect, sealing the heavy stone door under everyone's gaze.

The outside clamor was completely cut off from him.

Inside the secret chamber, there was a deathly silence.

Lu Yuan sat cross-legged, his mind sinking deep into the Great Dao Options Exchange.

He activated the newly acquired authority.

[karma furnace].

A buzzing sound resonated in his Divine Soul.

A phantom, ancient furnace, composed of countless flickering data streams, slowly materialized.

It needed fuel.

Lu Yuan's intention stirred slightly.

Strands of Karma lines, long since severed by him and returned to nothingness, were forcibly dragged out from the graveyard of his memories.

Those were Li Mo's, blood-red threads filled with jealousy and venom.

Those were the Wang family's, golden threads interwoven with greed and destruction.

These sins and Karma, bearing the weight of his past killings, now became the best fuel.

He cast all these thin Karma lines into the furnace.

The inside of the furnace erupted in a blaze.

There were no flames, no high temperatures, only a conceptual, terrifying decomposition and reconstruction.

The Karma threads were crushed within it, refined, and stripped of their most fundamental "events" and "logic."

The entire furnace trembled violently.

After an unknown period of time.

The roaring sound suddenly ceased.

The furnace lid opened.

A Medicinal Pill quietly floated out.

Its entire body was not of flesh or plant matter, but presented as a translucent crystalline form.

Inside the Medicinal Pill, countless strange Dao patterns, rising and falling like K-line charts, flickered with a cold and precise light.

An aura diffused from the Medicinal Pill.

It was neither Spiritual Qi nor Devilish Qi, but a higher-dimensional concept—"Rewriting."

[karma body tempering pill].

The Exchange provided its definition.

This Medicinal Pill could not heal Han Yuexi's Dao injury, which was deeply rooted in the Law.

However, it could allow the user to forcibly resist all Law-level erosion for a short period.

This was a proof.

A proof to declare to the entire world that he, Lu Yuan, had the ability to touch, and even rewrite, "Law."

The stone door of the secret chamber slowly opened.

Lu Yuan walked out.

Everyone's gaze was instantly drawn to him.

He still maintained that calm, unruffled demeanor, as if he were not the one who had just experienced a grand gamble and suffered a crushing defeat.

He walked through the crowd, ignoring the mocking or pitying glances, and went directly to Su Qing.

Su Qing had been silently guarding outside the secret chamber; her face held none of the frivolity of others, only a stubborn trust.

Under the gaze of the entire hall, Lu Yuan opened his palm.

He handed her the unique [karma body tempering pill].

As soon as the Medicinal Pill appeared, the aura, transcending the common sense of this realm, caused the Divine Souls of all Cultivators above the Golden Core stage present to tremble violently.

They didn't understand it.

But they could feel the terror of this thing.

Lu Yuan gave Su Qing an instruction.

His voice was clear and steady, echoing throughout the main hall and reaching every corner that was paying attention to this place.

"Go to the largest neutral trading market in Burial God Abyss, 'Du'e Collection.'"

"Publicly auction this Medicinal Pill."