"Wha..."
The Abyss Lord's eyes instinctively contracted, wanting to retreat.
Too late.
When he ca to his senses, an illusion-like whisper sounded by his ear. A hand reaching out from the reflection had already pressed onto his face.
Imdiately, forward!
The void-like five fingers seed like a phantom, penetrating his face, flesh, bones, even his brain, slowly tightening until it clenched his soul.
Easily, naturally.
It was he himself who opened the door to invite the thief, bringing the evil fruit to himself, offering his own soul into that hand.
"You... what exactly... are you... wha..."
The Abyss Lord stiffened, as if suffocated, his eyes rapidly contracting, reflecting the silent, sinister smile under the Black Fla, inching closer.
Even too late to speak.
Unable to restrain, a scream burst forth!
The Sea Abyss shook together!
At that mont, unlike Jing Zhen's upheaval, an explosion from his soul occurred.
Black Fla surged like a tide, sounds of cracking echoed, all defenses as solid as an iron fortress, the decrees woven by the Law of the Usurper, all dissolved!
Like ink dripping on a painting, no matter how diluted, the rapidly spreading darkness cannot be erased, any color contaminated swiftly turns into blotchy, indistinct stains.
In irreversible pollution, destruction ensues.
In chaotic assimilation, becoming nothingness!
Power, status, control, rule... under the ravaging of that hand, everything in the mundane world seems to beco aningless, small as dust.
Even the authority in which the Usurper himself lodged his soul began to show signs of dissolution in the darkness's erosion.
"Get away, all of you, get away!!!"
At this mont, the Abyss Lord no longer cared for his last reserves, screaming hysterically, "Guard, guard !!!"
But no matter how he shouted, the decrees that once moved like arms had no response, within the shattered realm, each remaining Scale Transforr had now beco a walking torch, instinctively struggling, lanting, ignited by the flas gushing from within their souls, dancing fearfully.
Finally, they dissolved into an insignificant fraction of darkness, completely rged into pure void, disappearing forever.
Decrees collapse, the realm crumbles, subordinates annihilate, authority shatters...
Even the shadow of the tower rapidly dims!
"Spare , spare !"
Without hesitation, he prostrates on the ground.
The Usurper, having lost everything, trembles as if finally awakened from a dream not his own, bowing and kowtowing, tears streaming: "Wait, I am useful! I am still useful! Willing to be a dog under the master, to go through fire and water, leaving no stone unturned!"
As if afraid Ji Jue doesn't believe, without hesitation, he lifts up his authority, the nearly shattered King's Seal, holding it high with both hands, offering it:
"I was forced, soone made do this... I have contacts in the Federation, and the Empire, the Empire has too, I still have an asset, I have two treasuries... I... I definitely..."
"Shh—"
A finger lifts gently, bringing it to his mouth, drawing a period to the aningless noise.
Imdiately, the flas cease burning abruptly.
The realm on the verge of collapse perilously stops at the brink.
Stopped.
The Abyss Lord, escaping death narrowly, prostrates on the ground, trembling intermittently, overwheld with sorrow at the thought of his future, unable to restrain tears of grief.
Yet soon, he realizes Ji Jue hasn't taken the authority he offered, nor even glanced at it.
Before he can feel joy or confusion, he sees Ji Jue's face, always devoid of expression, just calm.
As if overlooking from a higher firmant.
He says, "Continue."
The Abyss Lord stiffens, blankly widening his eyes.
Unable to believe his ears.
"Isn't there still one more?"
Those pitch-black eyes overlook, reflecting his pale face, telling him, "My patience is finite, don't make wait too long."
— [Continue]!
"Spare, spare..."
The Abyss Lord trembles, sweating profusely, opens his mouth, wanting to plead.
Yet being stared at by those eyes, it's as if even his soul is taken away, his brain empty, stunned like a wooden chicken.
Captivated by the abyss's gravity, swallowed.
Involuntarily plumting, futilely struggling.
Instinctively, following that command, he reaches out again...
Usurpation!
When he cos back to himself, it's as if his hand is grasping sothing again.
An instant of touch, he feels unprecedented terrifying pain!
— Chixiao!
The treacherous minister overestimating himself reaches for the rank of the king, the Usurper shalessly hijacking the nation's control, that sword of silence never belonging to him erupts in unprecedented upheaval.
The furious ringing resounded across the sky and sea!
At the mont Chixiao was touched, [Heavenly Constitution] was unleashed violently, the unbearable Heavenly Origin's Weight appeared out of nowhere, erging from the realm of the Tyrant, causing the Deep Sea Abyss to wail and tremble.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!!!
The Abyss Lord scread in agony, his body that had just climbed up from the ground was slamd back down once more, almost wedged into iron and stone, unable to move even a finger.
More terrifying was the heavy pressure exerted on the soul.
Chixiao, light as a feather in Ji Jue's hand, weighed heavier than Mount Tai upon the Tyrant!
Daring to reach for supre power? Feel this then!
Behold, the Heavenly Origin's Weight!
Under that insignificant ray of light, the collapse echoed. The shadow tower manifested, marking the start of its visible collapse.
Even...
Countless shattered shadows, pulled by invisible gravity, flowed into the vortex, ascending into the sky, drifting toward the high-hanging light of Chixiao!
Like a black hole devouring the light.
That tiny ray of light, in turn, was consuming the entire realm!
The soul, authority, and power of the Tyrant, even the Law of the Mutant, everything was slipping away from the Tyrant's control under Chixiao's allure, embracing more rightful authority!
This is the cruelest internal struggle within the Heavenly Origin Path—an absolute suppression of lower by higher in the sa system, determining life and death!
It's not even considered seizing.
Authority cos from above! Grace cos from above! Life and death are also manipulated by the superior!
What's happening at this mont is rely the superior reclaiming his rightful power from a treacherous traitor!
Externally, it's Chixiao devouring the Tyrant!
Pleading is useless; negotiating cannot buy ti.
Why keep a wolf in sheep's clothing beneath your seat when you could reclaim power and give it to a more loyal hound?
Upon realizing this reality, the Abyss Lord scread in despair, cursed madly, howled hysterically, struggled, rising from the ground ti and again, only to be beaten down into dust by the weight of Chixiao once more.
Even his venomous eyes couldn't bear this terrifying weight, bursting into pulp within his sockets.
Yet his hatred grew even more fierce.
"I will… fight you…"
With the Abyss Lord's screech, the realm trembled, authority shattered, spreading like an exploding powder keg.
Self-Destruction!
Unfortunately, it was useless.
From the mont he dared use his authority to constrain Chixiao, and usurp Tian Yuan, he'd lost the chance for mutual destruction.
Feeling this futile rebellion, the light of Chixiao rely shifted slightly, easily suppressing that ripple.
At this mont, the blind Tyrant finally felt…
It seed an awe-inspiring contour, surpassing anything earthly, rose behind Ji Jue.
Invisible and formless, yet displaying myriad phenona, as if controlling all, ruling everything.
The majestic Tian Yuan was revealed!
Under Chixiao's illumination, the shadow cast by Ji Jue's body extended endlessly, engulfing the realm, devouring all.
It was as if the giant pillar governing everything under Superior reerged, even the straight crack was so clear.
Tower!
Tian Yuan and Tower coexisted here!
Superior and Great Evil on Ji Jue's body, blending as one.
Under Chixiao's light, it seed a magnificent palace erged from the empty void, countless phenona revealed from the illusion.
The twenty-four Tiann opened, the emblems of Swordsmith Han Xiang and Emperor's Hand lined left and right, harmonizing Yin Yang, balancing all directions. Scenes and figures from New Spring, Central Earth, and Luo Island kept erging, rging in, causing Chixiao's weight to surge once more!
Instantly, after devouring half the Tyrant's realm, it paused, seemingly satisfied.
Then, within the Tower's shadow, the curtain unfolded out of the void...
The trace of the Evil Demon's incarnation flickered and disappeared.
Ji Jue had not even reacted when he saw his mandala, along with countless Spirits of Creation fall within, rging into Chixiao!
Punabantu's steel city and the grand scenes created by chanical Descent were all reflected within, integrating even the entire Fly King under the sa order and command!
One could feel, within the Fly King's system, the presence of countless Spirits of Creation, their existence hanging in the balance of one's thoughts!
Yet curiously, all Spirits of Creation, offered no resistance, and eagerly, joyfully imrsed themselves into the ordinances established by Ji Jue.
As if it was perfectly natural, singing and dancing, rejoicing endlessly.
Chixiao shines brightly, Fly King dazzles, all my creations, ow ow ow ow!
Tian Yuan and Tower, human and creation, originally distinct groups, unified completely under Chixiao's integration.
When the last bit of weight dispersed from Ji Jue, the lightless deep sea and abyss were thoroughly illuminated by the fiery glow flowing like clouds.
In this dreamlike scene, even the broken and dilapidated all beca pleasing to the eye, as if an enormous building was about to rise from the ground.
Under this radiance gathered from infinite kindling, all things and phenona beca possible.
The light of Chixiao is, by no ans, the illumination of a candle.
When this infinite human will gathers into the vast sea, even heaven's heart must shift, when stacked human logic rises like mountains, heavenly principles must tremble!
The transformation between Human and Heaven lies in this!
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