464: Inscription restoration, the power of belief

The pollen of the reincarnation silent grass, like star fragments fluttering across the sky, carried a unique Dao rhyme that blended ultimate silence and vitality, drifting slowly toward the myriad laws stele.

That stele, standing at the core of the Myriad Laws Realm, had previously been eroded by the ultimate silence origin. Its body was mottled and crisscrossed with cracks; in particular, the eight Primordial Ancient Characters reading "After ultimate silence, protection is reborn" were incomplete, their golden light so dim they were almost illegible. However, when the first wisp of black-and-white pollen landed on a crack in the stele, it was as if a clear spring had flowed over parched land. The dim inscriptions actually lit up with a soft halo, and the black Qi at the edges of the cracks receded at a pace visible to the naked eye.

This scene was seen clearly by Lu Chen and the others guarding the stele.

"The pollen really can restore the inscriptions!" Green Bud whispered in pleasant surprise. The reincarnation spirit plant wings behind her Spirit Plant Myriad Laws Body vibrated gently, drawing even more pollen from the reincarnation silent grass toward the myriad laws stele. She watched as the pollen, seemingly guided by an invisible force, swarmed toward the damaged areas of the stele, her eyes full of excitement.

Lu Chen's eyes were deep as he gazed at the halo gradually lighting up on the stele. He spoke slowly, "The reincarnation silent grass is a body of balance between ultimate silence and vitality. Its pollen contains the true essence of the Great Dao's cycle. The myriad laws stele carries the Origin Laws of the Twelve Realms; since the two share the same source, they naturally resonate with each other."

"But relying on this pollen alone might not be enough." Ling Xu frowned slightly, pinching a leaf of the reincarnation silent grass between his fingers. He mused, "The erosion of the Ultimate Silence Power on the inscriptions is too deep. Although the power of the pollen can purify it, it lacks a Foundation to support the inscriptions' return to life."

A single word woke the dreamers.

A sharp light flashed in Lu Chen's eyes as he suddenly looked up toward the twelve realms spirit web. At this moment, the Cultivators of the Twelve Realms were standing behind the guardian light shield, looking toward the Myriad Laws Realm with eyes full of anxiety and expectation. Within their Dao Hearts, the same belief surged—to protect the Twelve Realms and resist the ultimate silence calamity.

"Foundation... what we lack is the power of belief from the Cultivators of the Twelve Realms!" Lu Chen's voice suddenly rose, carrying a power that pierced through heaven and earth. "The inscriptions on the myriad laws stele were originally condensed from the belief of successive generations of Guardians! Today, let us use belief as a guide to help the inscriptions regain their life!"

As his voice fell, Lu Chen leaped up and stood atop the myriad laws stele. The golden light of the eternal dao fruit poured down from above his head like a golden river, enveloping the entire stone monument. He formed hand seals and shouted in a deep voice, "Guardians of the Twelve Realms! The myriad laws stele is the Foundation of our protection. Today, its inscriptions are clouded; we need your power of belief to cleanse the ultimate silence and recast its glory!"

His voice followed the pathways of the twelve realms spirit web, reaching every corner of the heavens and the myriad realms.

"We obey Lord Lu Chen's command!"

"We are willing to use our Dao Hearts as a guide to protect the myriad laws stele!"

"After ultimate silence, protection is reborn!"

Responses like a mountain's roar and the sea's surge echoed from every corner of the Twelve Realms. Countless figures of Cultivators took to the air, sitting cross-legged and circulating their Dao Heart power, continuously channeling that pure belief in protection toward the Myriad Laws Realm.

Pillars of white light rose from the lands of the Twelve Realms like bamboo shoots after rain, piercing through the barrier of the guardian light shield and converging into a majestic torrent of belief that surged toward the myriad laws stele. Within the torrent was the fierceness of the Xuanhuang Realm's war soul, the gentleness of the Lingxu Realm's Cultivators, the tenacity of the Mortal Realm's Martial Artists, and even more so, the longing of the Twelve Realms' living beings for peace.

The moment the torrent of belief met the pollen of the reincarnation silent grass, the void of the Myriad Laws Realm trembled violently. The black-and-white pollen was swept up by the golden torrent of belief, slamming into the body of the myriad laws stele like countless meteors.

"Buzz—"

A clear, ringing sound echoed from deep within the myriad laws stele.

On the stele's body, those mottled cracks began to heal at a visible rate, and the black areas eroded by the Ultimate Silence Power receded rapidly, like snow melting under the morning sun. Under the nourishment of the power of belief, those eight incomplete Primordial Ancient Characters gradually became clear and whole.

"Af... ter... ul... ti... mate... si... lence..."

"Pro... tec... tion... is... re... born..."

As each character lit up, it was accompanied by the diffusion of a majestic Dao rhyme. When the final character for "reborn" was fully illuminated, the entire myriad laws stele erupted with ten thousand feet of golden light, its brilliant radiance piercing through the shroud of the ultimate silence black shadow and lighting up the sky of the Twelve Realms.

Within the golden light, blurry phantoms slowly emerged. These phantoms were clad in ancient battle armor and held broken longswords, their bodies emitting a protective aura similar to that of Lu Chen and the others. They were the Guardians of past generations, the creators of the myriad laws stele, and the defenders of the Twelve Realms' peace.

The phantoms slowly opened their eyes, their gaze falling upon The Seven of Lu Chen and the millions of Guardians, revealing gratified smiles. Their figures slowly drifted up, overlapping with those of Lu Chen and the others, as if crossing the boundaries of time and space to complete a Legacy of protective belief.

"The Guardians of past generations..." Chaos Child gazed at those phantoms, his eyes full of awe as he murmured to himself, "So, belief really can transcend ultimate silence and be passed down through the ages."

Void Messenger was also filled with emotion. "The light of the myriad laws stele has never been this brilliant. This is the condensation of the belief of all Guardians in the Twelve Realms, a power that no one can destroy."

Within the golden light, the body of the myriad laws stele became increasingly solid. On its surface, besides those eight glittering Primordial Ancient Characters, countless tiny runes faintly emerged. These runes were the Dao Heart imprints of past Guardians, the condensation of the Twelve Realms' Laws, and the Legacy of the protective belief.

With the complete restoration of the inscriptions, a majestic suppressive power spread from deep within the myriad laws stele. In the distance, the ultimate silence black shadow perched upon the sky of the Myriad Laws Realm let out a roar of pain, actually being forced back several miles by this power, and its volume also seemed to shrink slightly.

"Great! The light of the myriad laws stele can actually suppress the ultimate silence black shadow!" Li Dao clenched his fists in excitement, his Primordial Body Refining Art circulating as the gold-and-black spiritual light around him surged. "Now, we have another trump card!"

Just then, a beam of golden light shot out from the top of the myriad laws stele, transforming into an ancient Jade Slip that slowly landed in Lu Chen's hand.

Lu Chen took the Jade Slip and scanned it with his Divine Sense, a gratified smile appearing on his face. Recorded on this Jade Slip was precisely the "Stele Inscription Restoration Technique," which detailed how to use the pollen of the reincarnation silent grass and the power of belief from Cultivators to restore the myriad laws stele eroded by Ultimate Silence Power, and even how to summon the phantoms of past Guardians to activate the full power of the myriad laws stele.

"With this technique, even if the myriad laws stele is damaged again, we can restore it immediately!" Lu Chen gripped the Jade Slip, his voice resonant and powerful, reaching every corner of the Twelve Realms.

Ling Xu stepped forward quickly and took the Jade Slip as if it were a priceless treasure. He knew well that this "Stele Inscription Restoration Technique" would be a crucial reliance for the Twelve Realms to resist the ultimate silence calamity.

While everyone was excited, no one noticed that the myriad laws battle body sitting cross-legged before the myriad laws stele suddenly erupted with a brilliant light from the eternal dao fruit imprint on its forehead. The imprint resonated with the eight characters "After ultimate silence, protection is reborn" on the myriad laws stele, and a majestic surge of energy poured from the depths of the stele into the battle body.

The myriad laws battle body's frame trembled slightly, the runes on its reincarnation armor grew more brilliant, and the guardian sword in its hand glowed with twelve-colored radiance. Within that radiance was the Origin Laws of the Twelve Realms, the belief of past Guardians, and the true essence of the Great Dao's balance between ultimate silence and vitality.

The battle body's strength actually surged several times over without anyone noticing.

The ultimate silence black shadow in the distance, sensing the change in the myriad laws battle body, let out an even more furious roar. The churning of the black shadow grew faster and faster, clearly brewing an even more terrifying offensive.

Lu Chen keenly noticed the change in the battle body. He turned to look at the battle body emitting the twelve-colored radiance, a flash of realization in his eyes. "The restoration of the myriad laws stele actually allowed the battle body's power to increase so significantly... It seems the final battle with the Lord of Ultimate Silence is not far off."

Yu Lan nodded slightly, her gaze falling on the ultimate silence black shadow in the distance, her voice carrying a hint of gravity. "The Lord of Ultimate Silence will not let this go. We must prepare as quickly as possible to face the upcoming final battle."

Everyone nodded one after another, a determined light flashing in their eyes.

The golden light of the myriad laws stele continued to shine upon the sky of the Twelve Realms. The phantoms of past Guardians slowly dissipated within the golden light, yet they left that protective belief forever on the body of the myriad laws stele.

The pollen of the reincarnation silent grass continued to fly across the sky, sowing the seeds of balance between ultimate silence and vitality.

The Cultivators of the Twelve Realms looked at that brilliant stone monument and the battle body emitting twelve-colored radiance, their hearts filled with hope.

They knew that as long as the belief in protection did not die out, the Ultimate Silence Power would eventually be defeated by them.