The spiritual world of the Invasion Beast.
The pale gray sky seed to be torn apart, and where the sun should have been, there was a deep, dark color. Endless black sun fire surged out, like a rushing torrent, pouring down from the horizon.
In a daze, Lu Yibei's own body was ignited from the inside out, as if she had been stuffed alive into a furnace. Flas covered her petite body and burned fiercely. Astonishing heat drilled into her shell, incinerating everything.
The black sun fire descending from the sky seed to carry a strange power, causing the core of her urban legend Main unit to temporarily stop functioning, as if avoiding it with extre aversion.
Only Ifrit's Spirit Mark, like a beast that had slled blood, foolishly pounced on it, opening its maw to devour it, and was imdiately scalded, letting out a cry and running 'far' away, with no further action.
As the black sun fire spread to her limbs and body, she hovered on the verge of collapse.
Her internal organs were wailing, as if they could explode at any mont. Even the thoughts that surfaced in her mind were swallowed by the flas. Those thoughts flashed through her mind and were instantly forgotten, as if they had been burned to ashes.
However, even in this state, she couldn't help but have so inexplicable thoughts.
Could it be that I'm already dead? And then, Miao Miao Jiang found my corpse...
Last ti, when she disappeared without a trace, she managed to perform the ultimate feat of creating a cenotaph. This ti, with the corpse right there, wouldn't she just cremate on the spot?
I wonder if she'll cry this ti? Lu Yibei thought.
But just as she thought she was about to explode and die, a premonitory thought flashed through her mind.
【ta held you】
A pair of cold little hands pierced through the layers of black sun fire, grabbed Lu Yibei's wrist, pulled hard, and pulled her into an embrace. Slender arms tightly hugged her body.
Feeling the sudden embrace, Lu Yibei used her last bit of strength to lift her eyelids, and then she saw that young face, illuminated by the black sun fire.
In ta's silver-gray eyes, a stubborn light flickered. Ta's small body helped her block more black sun fire from falling on her.
“......”
It's Wang Yingying!
That's good...
I hope after ta regains freedom, ta won't do those terrible things anymore, and also... study more, work hard, and improve every day.
Thinking this, Lu Yibei slowly closed her eyes, and everything before her imdiately fell into darkness.
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In the shattered city.
Nanling Yaohua, dressed in white, slowly lowered the three-foot green sword in her hand, looked around, a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes.
In the past hour or so, she, a person with a sword, started from Peony Street and headed towards the Teaching Staff Compound, almost completely clearing out the dark red flesh and urban legend transformation creatures along the several kiloters.
However, just as she was about to reach the Teaching Staff Compound, all the dark red flesh and urban legend transformation creatures suddenly stopped attacking without any warning, as if petrified, frozen in place.
Imdiately after, in less than three seconds, the sun in the sky disappeared, as if a bright lamp had been suddenly turned off, and darkness descended in an instant.
Terrifying lightning flashed from beneath the slowly lowering dark clouds, as if tearing the sky apart, ripping open a huge hole in the cloud layer, revealing a patch of black.
Nanling Yaohua looked up at the black hole, instantly feeling a great threat. She tightly gripped the long sword in her hand, and tiny beads of sweat seeped into her palm.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the black hole was like a giant eye, deep, cold, and devoid of any emotion.
As the giant hole appeared in the sky, black sun fire, like a sudden downpour, sprinkled onto the ground.
The dark red flesh and wandering urban legend transformation creatures attached to the city imdiately seed to be ignited by its 'gaze'. black sun fire appeared on their bodies, and sharp cries suddenly erupted, one after another.
In a trance, Nanling Yaohua saw a giant shadow, carrying a sense of decay and ill on, descending from the sky, outlining a grotesque silhouette on the outer walls of the damaged buildings in the city.
The grotesque, twisted silhouette writhed. Countless scarred human faces erged from the flickering black sun fire, struggling, screaming silently, as if they wanted to break through the walls.
What is this situation? Is it a urban legend taking advantage of the situation, seeing that there's a problem with this special space? Nanling Yaohua frowned.
She hadn't even had ti to figure out the origin of the dark red flesh, and now new enemies suddenly appeared. Her mood imdiately beca solemn.
But, none of this seems to be a problem?
No matter what enemy, just face it with the sword!
With this thought, Nanling Yaohua's gaze narrowed slightly. She tightened her grip on the long sword and was about to fly up when a earth-shattering shriek suddenly ca from the sky.
Following the sound, she saw a brilliant rainbow light breaking through the air, soaring upwards, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, heading straight for the black hole in the sky.
Watching the rainbow light, Nanling Yaohua was stunned for a mont, her red lips trembling slightly.
With her extraordinary eyesight, she saw a rapidly moving broken sword within that rainbow light. Behind the broken sword, a flowing, gorgeous green long dress trailed, and wrapped within the long dress was a flesh-colored object, but it was definitely not.
From a distance, it looked like an irregular ball of flesh wearing a long dress, constantly wriggling.
Nanling Yaohua, “......” What the heck is that? A flesh-attribute Sli urban legend?
Imdiately after, while she was muttering inwardly, the ball of flesh made its move.
She saw 'it' riding the sword, killing towards the sky.
Watching the trajectory that the broken sword rapidly traced in mid-air, Nanling Yaohua's pupils trembled, “That's a sword move from the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration... Jun Tiansou?!”
She knew that the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration was a true inheritance of Da Chunyang Palace, and her Land Master also knew it. Land Master even wanted to teach her at one point, so she knew the detailed sword moves.
Although, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Land Master was always slightly inferior to White Shishu, which made her feel that her family's ancestral sword technique was likely ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) more powerful, so she didn't follow Land Master to practice.
However, she did know the general sword moves.
At this mont, she watched with her own eyes as a monstrous ball of flesh perford the strongest sword move from the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration, and her mood was very subtle.
A strike of 【Taihe Gentleman Sword · Jun Tiansou】 was unleashed, sword energy erupted, stirring up wind and clouds, forcefully carving a huge rift in the black hole in the sky.
The sky trembled, and a muffled roar spread through the clouds, as if a god was beating a giant drum above the clouds.
The Spiritual Energy scattered in the air vibrated uneasily.
Before the brilliant sword energy could fly far, a soft murmur of chanting a Spell echoed in the sky again.
“Scorching the firmant, ten directions of mountains and rivers, a thousand li of scorched earth, destruction, Disaster, burning out...”
“Scorching the firmant, ten directions of mountains and rivers, a thousand li of scorched earth...”
“Scorching the firmant...”
Hearing the first half of the Spell carried by the wind, a hint of surprise appeared on Nanling Yaohua's face.
Is it the Mountain River Fire Decree? Multiple chanting, forbidden Spell... What is this guy's origin?
Since she was young, her Grandpa often taught her the principle of "biting off more than you can chew," so in her understanding, a Psychic or a urban legend usually only excelled in one or two areas of ability.
If using the Spiritual Energy fluctuation level as a standard to score a Psychic's various abilities, even her Land Master only had Spell reaching S-Level, while other abilities, such as swordsmanship, Body Technique, etc., were at most A-Level, or even just C-level.
Yes, Land Master's Body Technique is super weak. Compared to Psychic of the sa level, he's completely unathletic.
Even so, he is already considered a monstrous existence among Psychic.
And at this mont, the ball of flesh in the sky, with Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration in one hand and multiple chanting forbidden Spell in the other, both abilities had reached A-Level, which was truly astonishing.
Just as Nanling Yaohua was inwardly marveling at the performance of the ball of flesh, several low whispers of chanting a Spell sounded almost simultaneously, as if converging into one, and then a howling strong wind swept through, sending the latter half of the Spell into her ears.
“...Deliver the sword of Disaster, the fire of divine punishnt, Fla Sword Heaven. Burial!”
Hearing this, her pupils slightly constricted.
It's not the Mountain River Fire Decree?!
Fla Sword Heaven. Burial... Why haven't I heard of this Spell na?
Is it a variant Spell? Nanling Yaohua thought.
Of course, in addition to variant Spells obtained through minor modifications based on existing Spells, there is also the possibility of self-created Spells, but she didn't even consider that direction.
After all, self-creating a forbidden Spell is a bit too outrageous.
Most Spell phrases can find their prototypes in natural phenona or legends, and then combine in specific ways to resonate, ultimately displaying various magical powers.
After countless years of developnt, various Spell systems have beco quite mature. Being able to improve upon the existing foundation is already very impressive. Self-creating a Spell, especially a high-level Spell, is almost impossible.
It's like improving and upgrading an existing algorithm versus completely rebuilding a new efficient and practical algorithm; the effort required is vastly different.
“......”
But...
Which Spell is this a modification of?
“Deliver the sword of Disaster, the fire of divine punishnt”... What does that symbolize? Nanling Yaohua wondered, puzzled.
And then...
Before she could search her mory related to Spells for relevant content, the air suddenly beca hot.
Looking up at the sky, she saw surging air currents churning in the sky. A blood-like torrent surged from behind the ball of flesh, brutally plundering the scattered Spiritual Energy in the air.
Light and fla erupted.
In an instant, nine giant fla swords appeared out of thin air, unfolding behind that ball of flesh, as if so kind of alien wings had suddenly spread open.
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That guy actually cast the Spell nine tis at the sa ti?! Nanling Yaohua thought, filled with doubt.
However, what she didn't know was that this attack would cost Lu Yibei about four or five months of life's Chatterbox Girl fee...
"Get lost!"
Vaguely, Nanling Yaohua heard such a sweet shout.
The next mont, a whistling sound erupted, and the nine giant fla swords, carrying terrifying intense light, soared into the sky, brutally pouring into the ripped fissure of the pitch-black void.
The pitch-black and crimson flas collided with each other, stirring up mighty waves in the cloud layer.
Amidst the continuous roars and explosions, streaks of ferocious fire light spread like claws between the dark clouds. Looking around, it was as if the sky was about to collapse.
Imdiately after, following a brief dead silence, the sky truly "collapsed"!
In the torn cloud layer, burning fire light continuously erged, scattering towards the ground.
The entire city was instantly enveloped in a crimson downpour.
Then...
Like the clearing after rain, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, the pitch-black void disappeared, and the ball of flesh that had displayed astonishing power, wrapped in pitch-black flas, fell towards the ground like a teor.
Seeing this, Nanling Yaohua's gaze slightly narrowed, and with a thought, she ran towards the direction where the ball of flesh was falling.
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"Lu Yibei, Lu Yibei, wake up, don't sleep, it's over!"
"Lu Yibei?!"
"Lu Yibei, get up and customize your face!"
In a daze, hearing soone calling her to customize her face, Lu Yibei's eyelids trembled, and she woke up.
If you say that, I'm not sleepy anymore!
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a small park with less than two ters in diater of land remaining, and the unextinguished pitch-black flas around.
Her gaze shifted slightly, and she saw Wang Yingying, completely charred, lying beside her, motionless as if dead.
Seeing the Invasion Beast, whose life or death was unknown, Lu Yibei instantly snapped back to attention, her willow-like eyebrows knitted together, "Is it... dead?"
"Are you stupid?" Chatterbox Girl's voice was beside Lu Yibei's ear, ruthlessly complaining, "You're still in its spiritual world! How could it be dead? At most, it's half-dead!"
"..." Lu Yibei pondered for a few seconds and asked, "How did this happen?"
"Tsk, soone went all out!" Chatterbox Girl said, "The Eclipse Society used the Black Sun Fire Seed, originally intending to destroy the Invasion Beast. This guy was also foolish, and at the crucial mont, used its body to block most of the black fire for you."
"But, with Sister here, I barely managed to block it and put out the fire."
"Black Sun Fire Seed?" Lu Yibei tilted her head.
"Didn't I tell you before?" Chatterbox Girl explained, "The Eclipse Society believes in a supposedly fictional deity who controls primal power, but they don't pray for His arrival. They rely seek His existence and hope to gain His recognition."
"The black sun Fire is the mark of the Eclipse Society President receiving initial recognition. He also used the black sun Fire to create many Black Sun Fire Seeds and bestowed them upon his trusted subordinates."
"Simply put, it's a disposable nuclear weapon given by the Eclipse Society President to his subordinates. The power is enormous!"
"How big?" Lu Yibei subconsciously asked.
"Bigger than Gu Qianqian's chest fat."
"..."
What the heck?
That's at most 36... Bah! I was almost led astray by her.
Lu Yibei muttered inwardly and pressed on, "Then Wang Yingying is now..."
"Don't worry! It won't die, but when it wakes up is unknown." Chatterbox Girl said, "However, now is not the ti to worry about this. You need to quickly reshape your body and then control the special space as soon as possible."
"Affected by the Black Sun Fire Seed's invasion, the Night Watch's anchoring has beco ineffective."
"Also... please pay for this Chatterbox Girl service."
Lu Yibei, "???"
What the heck, I only fainted for a while, how did it incur a fee? Is this really not forced consumption? Be careful, I'll sue you at the Consur Association!
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anwhile, at the Huacheng Folk Culture Research Administration, Office Number Two.
In the corridor, Li Xuan, carrying a bento box, walked quickly and stopped in front of his office door. He lifted the bento box to look at it, and a hint of disgust appeared between his eyebrows.
His junior sister, Hua Sang, was simply too strange. She could even eat dark cuisine like bitter lon juice fried chicken breast mince mixed with orange juice and black rice.
Just now at the restaurant, when he ordered, the waiter was stunned. He repeated it three tis before they finally completed the order.
And Hua Sang's reason for ordering this kind of al was only one – mixing nutritionally balanced food and eating it together was more convenient.
If it weren't for the restaurant staff firmly refusing Li Xuan's further request to mash these ingredients, according to Hua Sang's idea, this mixed rice should have been a paste.
"Creak—!"
Li Xuan, filled with resentnt, pushed open the office door and was slightly stunned to see the empty office.
"Strange, where did she go?"
After searching repeatedly in the office for a while, Li Xuan confird that Hua Sang, who had been lying in his office for a long ti like she was waiting for a funeral, was gone.
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Hua City, Banshan Elentary School.
Hua Sang stood under the old banyan tree with its gnarled roots, which several people could barely embrace, her eyes drooping, looking at the old teaching building ahead, her brows tightly furrowed.
Accompanied by waves of light and shadow distortion, various dilapidated buildings of different styles continuously erged from the outer wall of the teaching building like mushrooms after rain.
"Tsk, it's really troubleso! Why is the anchoring suddenly about to be completely destroyed?"
Hua Sang scratched her back with a ruler tucked behind her collar while muttering, "The Sect Leader is really cunning, what does he an'sothing might happen'?"
"He clearly knew sothing would definitely happen, that's why he sent , right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she took action.
She walked around the dilapidated teaching building, finally stopping at the old banyan tree in front of the teaching building's entrance. From her wide sleeve, she took out a shiny black tortoise shell and a small knife, and slowly began carving on the tortoise shell.
【Water cos from Zhen Palace, capable of both softness and hardness, tortoise and snake platform shape, forever guarding the rivers and mountains.】
After carving a string of small characters, she squatted down, dug a pit with the ruler, threw the tortoise shell in, covered it with soil, then stood up and stomped on it twice with force.
After completing this series of actions, she looked as if she had expended a great deal of energy, her face slightly pale, and dense beads of sweat oozing from her forehead.
She seed to have done nothing, but she had done everything she could.
Hua Sang raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, looked up at the lush canopy above her head, and muttered, "This should be enough, right?"
This is the shell of the most powerful soft-shelled turtle I've caught over the years... Hua Sang added in her heart.
The next mont, the Spiritual Energy fluctuations drifting in the air suddenly shook violently.
The earth shook and the mountains swayed.
Accompanied by violent tremors, a bottomless fissure spread along the roots of the old banyan tree, drawing a perfectly standard circle in a breath, surrounding the old banyan tree.
"Rumble— Rumble—!"
A roaring sound suddenly appeared, as if a startling thunder rolled across the sky, or as if it was the roar of great rivers surging.
Accompanied by the roaring sound, the land of the entire Banshan Elentary School trembled and undulated. Beneath the land, surging Spiritual Energy fluctuations erupted into waves, stirring up undercurrents, outlining complex Spells, and then gradually sinking, sinking... until they reached the special space that was about to lose control.
Soon, the tremors stopped, with only a distant tidal sound like an illusion coming through.
Imdiately after, Hua Sang seed to be exhausted, her body went limp, and she fell to the ground.
She lay in the heap of weeds, staring blankly at the branches of the old banyan tree swaying in the wind, listening to the faint sound of tides coming from underground, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"After I go back, I must get the Sect Leader to persuade Master to let continue my mountain training this year so it can compensate for the effort I put into helping him with this favor..."
At Da Chunyang Palace, as early as a year ago, Hua Sang had already been forbidden from going down the mountain for training.
There was no other reason, only because others went down the mountain for training, while she went down the mountain to be lazy.
How good it is to go down the mountain for training, no need for morning or evening classes, and no need to practice martial arts.
Others would go straight to the mission objective assigned by Master after descending the mountain, but she would go straight to the nearest resort, rent a room, and stay for twenty-nine days, only taking action on the last day of the training, spending twenty-three hours and fifty-nine minutes to find the mission objective, and then two minutes to defeat it.
What is procrastination? This is simply insufficient strength and failed training!
Thus, twice a year, each training lasting a month, were all her wonderful leisure ti.
However, as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet? After a few such instances, Hua Sang's little sche was finally discovered by her Master, and thus her right to go down the mountain for training was revoked.
However, if the Sect Leader steps in to speak on her behalf, she should be able to extend... No, go down the mountain for training again, right? Hua Sang thought.
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