At the peak of the Divine Mountain.
The Bronze Supremacy's azure battle robe exuded a sharp light that fluttered in the biting cold wind. He raised his hand to the sky, and the clouds above his head were pulled down like a hurricane in his palm, snatching the sunlight from the sky.
At the moment when the sky changed color and the wind and clouds were turbulent, Ling Zi, who was in front of him, stared at him with his eyes wide open. He clenched his teeth so tightly that blood was flowing out of his gums. He took a step forward with a ferocious and wild face. An invisible momentum soared into the sky like a sharp sword that had been unsheathed. It pierced through the clouds amidst the sharp sound of the bowstring and pointed at the Bronze Sovereign.
Two completely different auras stood at opposite ends of the sky.
"Origin …"
An ancient and mysterious chant sounded above the Bronze Supremacy's head. He stared coldly at Ling, and his fingers suddenly grabbed and tore down.
The grayish-white hurricane that was spinning in his hand lashed out like a whip, stirring up the void. Like a mirror, it shattered many razor-like spatial fragments and swept towards Zero. Wherever it passed, the space was directly torn apart, creating a large distorted passage.
Ling's blood-red eyes stared at the oncoming hurricane. This hurricane was like an electric drill that wanted to drill through his body.
He roared fiercely, raised his fist, and punched at the hurricane.
Bang!
The entire sky shook violently. The grayish-white hurricane and Ling's fist collided. There was a stalemate, and there was no clear winner. Where the two collided, the air swirled and blurred one's vision. One could only see traces of lightning flashing in the air.
Ling gritted his teeth, and his arms trembled violently. His body seemed to be unable to bear it. His strong and plump skin oozed blood, and then slowly fell off piece by piece, revealing the blood vessels and meridians inside. They spread across his arms and body like countless twisted insects.
The skin on his face began to fall off like an eggshell.
However, his body still did not retreat. He gritted his teeth and resisted like a barbarian.
Until a slender hand that seemed to have stretched out from the passage of time grabbed onto his arm. A slender and elegant figure gently floated over from the side and stood in front of him. The peerlessly beautiful face carried the gentleness of spring water as she softly said, "Don't force yourself. You're not his opponent. Let go …"
Zero looked at the woman and his body trembled violently. It was as if all the blood in his body had surged. The blood-red glow in his eyes immediately receded like the tide, revealing his pitch-black pupils. His clear and clean eyes were filled with excitement. Tears welled up in his eyes as he choked out, "Sis … Sis …"
"I'm not dead. Don't avenge me. You have to live on … I'll be waiting for you in the Tower of Time … You have to live on …" Her voice became more and more distant as she spoke, fainter and fainter. In the end, it was almost inaudible.
Her figure also became more and more distant, becoming smaller and smaller. It was as if she was being pulled by an invisible string hundreds of millions of kilometers away. In the end, she completely disappeared.
"Sis!" Zero suddenly shouted. Then, he could clearly see the scene in front of him. A sharp pain instantly came from his fist. The skin on his body was falling off in large chunks. The blood and meridians inside showed signs of melting.
He stared blankly into the distance, two lines of bloody tears still flowing from his eyes.
"Sis …" He murmured in pain and obsession. After a while, his eyes suddenly bloomed with two rays of light. He clenched his teeth and said, "The Tower of Time. Sis, you have to wait for me!"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the Bronze Supremacy. His ferocious and crazy eyes were filled with killing intent. He retreated thousands of meters and roared, "One day, I'll make you die ten times over!"
The Bronze Supremacy frowned as he watched Zero dash into the distance. He clenched his fists, then slowly relaxed them. He looked down at the Divine Mountain below him and sighed. He didn't chase after him. "You can't escape. When I get the corpse of the Radiant Goddess, I'll kill you a hundred times over!"
His eyes flashed with cold killing intent. Then, his figure flashed and rushed down. The twelve crystal palaces on the Divine Mountain suddenly exploded.
… …
Dead Souls Abyss.
By the fire.
The weak firelight illuminated Ye Chen's face, and the warm light dyed his skin a pale gold. It was dazzling and mesmerizing. He suddenly asked Mikel, "I've grasped the basic principles behind these twelve types of energy. But how do I refine them and combine them into a powerful energy?"
Mike used the fire stick in his hand to poke at the fire, making it even brighter. "Whether it's twelve or thirteen types of energy, they're all the same type of energy. It's just like how there are men, women, half-beastmen, half-monsters, and so on among humans. But they all have one thing in common, and that is that they belong to the human race."
"You're saying … these twelve types of energy have a common characteristic?" Ye Chen looked at him in astonishment. He felt it was inconceivable.
"Correct."
"How is that possible?"
Ye Chen couldn't help but ask. "There's ice and fire in here. These are two extreme types of energy. One is solid, the other is burning. Don't tell me they have a common characteristic?"
"Why not?"
Mike smiled and looked up at him. "Ice and snow belong to water. Water and fire are both flowing, not solid. Isn't this their common characteristic?"
Ye Chen's heart shook. It was as if a whole new world had opened up in front of him. It was as if he had walked into a miraculous world.
He didn't ask any more questions.
In this world, people who didn't like to ask too many questions and liked to think on their own were either arrogant people or smart people.
Ye Chen was undoubtedly the latter. He lowered his head and thought. After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't help but say, "So that's how it is. So that's how it is. I understand now. It's actually that simple." He couldn't help but want to laugh.
Mike wasn't too surprised. He smiled and said, "Many things become simple after you understand them."
… …
Divine Mountain, Ice Crystal Plaza.
Outside the enormous egg-shaped energy barrier, Ye Zhu quietly looked up for a while. Then she lowered her head and walked to the edge of the barrier. She reached out and touched the white barrier. A milky white halo appeared on her palm.
She closed her eyes as if she was completely immersed in it.
After a while, when she opened her eyes, a string of ripples lit up on her palm. It was as if she had reached into water and directly passed through it.
Her expression was normal as she walked into the barrier. Her entire body easily passed through it like smoke.
If the eight emissaries were still here, their eyeballs would definitely fall out. This barrier that they couldn't break through after spending countless years didn't stop Ye Zhu in the slightest.
After she walked into the barrier, the gentle white light was like a gentle palm that caressed every inch of her skin. She looked up. In front of her was an enormous ice bed. It looked like ice that had been dormant for millions of years. It was about ten thousand feet long.
There were exquisite ice carvings on the edges of the ice bed. There were many strange insects and beasts carved on them. They were all kneeling and worshipping.
The object of their worship was a woman who was tens of thousands of feet tall. Her body was wrapped in a soft, silvery white robe. Strands of light radiated from the robe, illuminating the entire space. Her two slender, pale palms were placed on her abdomen. Her delicate, flawless face was filled with tranquility and gentleness, as if she was in a deep sleep.
Ye Zhu's body trembled slightly. An indescribable throbbing suddenly rushed out from the blood in her body. It was as if the person lying in front of her was her close relative. They came from the same bloodline.
This feeling came from the depths of her heart. It was like an invisible thread that pulled her body step by step towards the head of the Goddess of Light's corpse.
The exquisite face in her eyes gradually enlarged. She arrived at the side of the ice bed. Her body flashed, and she appeared on the ice bed. She was like a tiny ant on a huge snowfield, only the size of an eyelash of the Goddess of Light's corpse.
Ye Zhu looked at this sleeping figure. Her heart suddenly surged with great sorrow. Her body trembled slightly. Clear tears flowed out from her eyes. Her heart felt as if it was pierced by a sharp dagger. The sharp pain made her body tremble. Blood slowly flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
"Why …" Her voice was already hoarse. Her face was full of pain and sorrow. In an instant, a white sigil appeared in her originally pitch-black pupils.
After this sigil appeared, it seemed to have affected something. The surrounding space suddenly became silent, and then a milky white halo lit up on the forehead of the Goddess of Light. Like a cocoon breaking, the halo slowly shone on her skin, and the light finally illuminated the entire barrier.
Ye Zhu was somewhat startled.
She saw that after the white light bloomed, it slowly converged. It withdrew into her forehead, where a white sigil appeared.
"This is …" Her gaze was somewhat confused.
… …
In a pitch-black cloister.
After Ye Zhu walked into the white light barrier, the fingers of the beheaded burly man who fell among the piles of corpses on the ground suddenly moved. Then, the head that fell beside him suddenly opened its eyes. Two cold lights shot out like sharp swords.
He slowly sat up, then held the head on his neck. The wound that hadn't dried up yet quickly healed. He looked completely uninjured.
"I didn't expect this to be the power of the Divine Sword of Light. Fortunately, my cultivation recently broke through and I stepped into that realm. Otherwise, I'm afraid I really couldn't block it.
Fortunately, this little girl's strength is too low. She's only at the peak of the Virtual Sky World. Otherwise, she would've been able to detect that my soul hasn't been extinguished. "
The burly man raised his head and glanced at the barrier. His eyes flickered with fear. Then, he swept his gaze over the corpses present.
A cruel and cold light appeared in his eyes. With a grab of his hand, the corpses of the eight dead envoys and the blue-robed old man were all sucked over to him. "Since you're all dead, your corpses can't be wasted."
As he spoke, he reached out with his hand and tore off one of the blue-robed old man's arms. He put it into his mouth and took a big bite. He tore off a piece of bloody flesh and chewed it in his mouth. "When people get old, the taste of meat also changes."
He frowned. Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked back at the pitch-black cloister behind him.
(To be continued.
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