Pressed upon the 'seven-inch' that had been hypothesized since the dawn of creation!
Right beneath the mutated scales, at the convergence of countless spiritual circuits, where all sequences and modules overlap, the crucial vital point!
—Dissociation Technique!
Snap!
The giant serpent stiffened, the viciousness stalled; was that a glimr of confusion or fear in its eyes? It was hard to tell.
As if a hand had lightly drawn out the single fine thread from the deepest tangle, the essential main line of a complete sweater...
Thus, with Ji Jue's motion, it shattered.
An irrevocable shattering comnced!
With the collapse of the central hub, the 'heart' completely fragnted; following that, the self-destruct sequence hidden under the spiritual circuit was triggered, erupting like a chain reaction, spreading through the 'veins' throughout the entire body.
At this mont, the giant serpent, filled with the Crack Realm, trembled violently, dissolved in the explosion, scattering, the aggregation of life, resentnt, and spiritual essence pouring like rain, drifting and falling.
Yet, it hadn't spread or landed yet.
Ji Jue extended his hand once more.
"I have a gift to give you."
The demon in the flas laughed, initiating the final sacrifice!
In the alchemy filled with Zhi Fu by the Mutated craftsn, this was a crucial step, a direct communication with the great Mutated through ritual, offering a massive sacrifice through this resonance and burning sacrifice to bestow the true essence of great foolishness!
But at this mont, it was aid not at any great Mutated or Vortex, but at Ji Jue himself!
All evil deeds, by my hand.
All evil consequences, fall upon !
Amid total collapse and dissociation, when that broken skeleton fell from the sky, endless Superior and the essence of great Mutated surged toward Ji Jue, fully sinking into the [hole] in his chest.
Then, sky-high Fla Light burst forth.
White flas blazed, black flas raged, interweaving pale and pitch black, imrsing into the earth, ascending to the sky, swirling around Ji Jue's body.
He could feel himself growing at a terrifying speed, growing, and growing again.
As long as he consud it all, he could break through countless barriers, in an instant, truly becoming a being comparable to the legendary Lu Changsheng!
But what if he beca Lu Changsheng?
Even if surpassing Lu Changsheng, becoming the next Seeder, so what?
Besides creating more suffering and Hell, what aning does it have?
At this mont, beneath the surging Flas, the Matrix faintly glowed, erged, the Fire of Fate blazed brightly, refining, began!
In the blink of an eye, gathering all the blood and resentnt in the sky, causing everything to extract, purify, ascend once more.
As if holding a furious and raging giant serpent, suppressing its struggles and resistance ti and again, then, all at once, pouring them onto the serpent's skull...
—Within that millennia-unchanged slash mark in the void!
With endless resentnt and sacrifice, urged, stimulated, and reawakened, this trace of Red Sky Creation in the world!
"The forr Swordsmiths above!"
Ignoring the tearing pain of flesh and soul, letting his palm be sliced and shattered, bare bones exposed, he grasped tightly onto that slash mark, offering the last Blood Sacrifice and everything therein.
"I implore, lend the sword!"
In that instant, as the sword mark resonated, the talisman in his arms seed to emit waves of light, vibrating incessantly, the Heavenly Essence of the Nine Forms Transformation circulated from his chest, changing, restructuring, and building, along with the flow of Ji Jue's spiritual essence, surging into that void slash mark.
The sword mark blazed brightly, fierce light burst forth.
As if a living being, it suddenly changed.
Ji Jue seed to grip sothing.
He felt its roar and defiance.
After instantly consuming all sacrifices, amid the resentnt of the serpent, the call of kindred spirits, the authority of the Swordsmith, and the understanding of Red Sky Creation, suddenly a clear and lofty cry rose from it.
It broke through the Crack Realm, echoing across heaven and earth.
Gently spreading.
An unexpected change revealed itself at this mont.
In a daze, Ji Jue's soul seed to drift away with the resonance.
The endless echoes broke through storm and tempest, sky cover and earth shell, ascending straight, further and further, until it seed to reach both past and future.
Across ancient ti, two resonating clangs of kindred origin echoed for a mont.
Amid endless green waves and sea breeze, upon the serpent's never-ending mountainous corpse, blood still winding like a torrent, flowing to the four seas.
And right atop the serpent's head, a middle-aged Swordsmith sang in mory, drunken eyes bleary, clutching a wine jar, suddenly raised his gaze, as if catching a glimpse of a vision and call from the future.
Stunned for a mont, then he burst into laughter, full of delight.
Without a thought, waving a hand.
"A re sword, what's the harm?"
The Swordsmith flicked a finger, tapping the long sword with fresh blood before his knee: "Take it!"
The unremarkable long sword clanged, lifted, casually slashed downward, and then a crimson light soared into the sky, filling the world.
Majestic like a dragon, endless, rampaging flowing, ceaselessly pouring into that sword mark, vanishing without a trace.
In the silence, the sea breeze sweeping wide, no abnormality remained.
At the forefront, urging the giants to drag the serpent towards the temple, the overseer returned, glanced at the sword mark, frowning in puzzlent:
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