Crack!
The Bone Knife fractured again, a gap forming, pieces falling off like inconsequential branches being stripped away, the main shaft being trimd, rendering the clear blade even more elusive.
It was growing, no, more like gestating or perhaps slting.
From this Invisible Furnace woven of Superior, Evil Foolish, life, death, hope, and despair, within the craftsman's hands, the silent flow of Non-attack Power reforged the light of compassion!
Pop!
The sound of a bubble bursting sounded again; from amidst the intermittent wailing, a broken skeleton was dragged out from the flesh and blood amid Ji Jue's shouts.
Until now, the skeleton's hand still tightly gripped a cloth saturated with blood, clutching it firmly, unwilling to let go.
The dim eyes opened, as if shedding tears, the lips silently parted for a mont.
As if pleading.
"I know," Ji Jue said, "leave it to ."
So, the skeleton shattered, turned to dust, the dim Spiritual Light scattered, but a single thread silently rged into the knife in Ji Jue's hand.
Lending the epheral blade the growth of an insignificant sliver.
Patient number two, healed!
Then, the third, the fourth, the fifth...
Ji Jue gasped, barely able to stand, half his body now subrged in writhing flesh and blood, yet his pace quickened, ever more adept.
Causing Tong Hua to gradually fall behind in a fluster.
"Surgical clamps."
"Pulley hooks, pull harder."
"Don't lose heart, try again."
"Wipe sweat, eyes."
"Hand the tiger pliers and bone plates..."
Tong Hua felt dizzy and at a loss, fumbling on the cart, unable to find them, until Ji Jue's voice startled her once more, and she saw a figure that had appeared next to her.
It was Xie Lan.
He patted Tong Hua on the shoulder, replaced her in passing the tools, then took the pulley hook from her hand, pulling the wound open with a taut line.
Taking her place as an assistant, fulfilling the doctor's duty in this surgery.
"Scan," Ji Jue commanded without turning.
Tong Hua reached out again, channeling all she perceived into Ji Jue's sight, and so the Bone Knife fell, road, slice by slice, separating fused souls once more from the entangled blood and flesh beneath the illusory blade.
Excising the rot and pollution, cutting through the amalgamated and Mutant.
Once again, pulling the dormant soul from the decaying tumor.
"Thank you... thank you..." the twitching face barely discernible, as though shedding tears, but soon, completely stiffened, shattered.
Turned to dust.
Death.
After so many years of delay, like a salvational death, now amidst the doctor's songs and tears, it ca abundantly!
One after another...
The sound of fracturing unceasing to the ear, the Crack Realm above like a spider's web.
As the tumors shriveled and shattered, Cliff City's projection rapidly faded, but the gazes it cast seed to multiply, mocking or disdainful, yet none averted their eyes.
Following the etiquette from an ancient vow, attentively watching, witnessing it all.
Witnessing the arrival of salvation and death.
.
At this mont, outside the Ti Ruins, chaos had already erupted.
As soon as the aura of the Absolute Abyss erged from the Ti Ruins, Cliff City's alarms had reached their peak, but then, silently, ca Ascension.
The seal of the Superior manifested from the vortex of the Ti Ruins, revealing blessings and Divine Essence.
Then ca the projection of the Institution.
But soon after, the light from Ember Wood shone forth from the gloom, illuminating everything.
On the outside, the newly mobilized rescue teams and ergency departnts were thrown into complete chaos; everyone confused, Tong Shan standing beneath the Vortex, eyes wide, not missing any detail.
"What's happening?"
Lu Shenzhou from Nanlu District had just arrived, his bald head drenched with rain, completely baffled by what lay before him: "So many airs of Superior and Evil Foolish?"
"I suspect the Superior and Nine Evils are having a eting inside."
Next to him, holding an umbrella, Tong Ting joked, lightening the tense atmosphere a bit.
But beside him, Wen Wen, with her hands crossed and tapping her arm, suddenly stilled, as if struck by an unbelievable thought.
"Good and evil transforming?"
She lowered her voice instinctively, "Wasn't it said already..."
"Shush!"
Tong Ting raised a finger to his lips.
Such topics were taboo for discussion.
Finally, he whispered, "The current world may not suffice, Ti Ruins and Crack Realm stand apart from the current world, who can say for sure? Maybe..."
In that instant, his words cut off.
His umbrella slightly lowered, as if to hide the flash of astonishnt in his eyes.
But nobody cared about his words or expression any longer; everyone looked up in shock at the dark clouds and torrential rain...
And then, amidst the grim curtain of rain, a sudden gleam appeared.
Then a second, a third...
Strands of light danced in from all directions, converging like rivers, as graceful as leopards or as stately as elephants, as light as birds in flight, as solemn as singing whales.
These thousands of different streams of light converged, the tributaries of life tightly weaving together, overlapping, and finally forming a magnificent, endless ring.
From that dazzling and surging flow, a myriad of tributaries gathered, and thus the outline of the Superior was revealed.
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