A low, droning hum ca from afar as an ancient tree burst forth from the magma, its branches burning with ghostly blue flas, while its leaves were covered in frost.
Embedded in the center of the trunk was a white jade coffin, whose lid was engraved with runes resonating with the Reincarnation Realm in her hand, releasing a pull that devoured Divine Sense.
As Si Lingle used Sword Intent to sever the connection, the coffin exploded violently, and the scattered bones transford into hundreds of blood-red demon butterflies, scattering phosphorescent powder with the flutter of their wings; wherever it touched, plants and grass grew wildly, only to wither instantly.
Si Lingle sat cross-legged, with a phantom shadow of a Qi Stage Primordial Spirit appearing between her brows, her Divine Sense spreading out like a spider’s web.
Si Lingle discovered the source of the Spiritual Power here was hidden three hundred ters underground, but every Spiritual Power ridian was entangled with "Cause and Effect Threads," which would lead to backlash if forcibly extracted.
Si Lingle took out a bronze compass, and after the needle spun wildly, it suddenly ca to a halt, pointing towards the shadow of an elder in the battlefield illusion—he was drawing Sealing Array Patterns with his fingertips, and the Array’s trajectory vaguely matched the broken runes of a Teleportation Array.
As she approached the battlefield illusion, she heard a low whisper in her ear: "Reincarnator, ultimately a sacrifice..." In an instant, a blood-colored Array Map appeared beneath her feet.
Si Lingle sneered, summoning the Reincarnation Realm, whose mirror light sliced through the illusion like a sharp blade, revealing a passage leading to the Red Copper Giant Gate. The demon beast skull embedded in the gate opened its hollow eye sockets, spewing purple mist that condensed into words:
"One who knows the Netherworld, foresee your own death; One who defies fate, bear the agony of the Tao."
The aning was that those who understood the arts of the Netherworld would foresee their own death; while those who defied fate would suffer calamities brought by the Heavenly Dao.
Si Lingle resolutely and fearlessly opened the Red Copper Giant Gate.
The mont Si Lingle stepped through the Red Copper Giant Gate, the purple mist spewed by the demon beast skull on the gate suddenly turned into a viscous liquid, dragging her into a chaotic space of neither heaven nor earth.
In this place, gravity was reversed, broken teorites floated above, and red magma hung like serpentine chains in the void, intertwining into an inverted lava net.
A silver light of a Qi Stage Primordial Spirit flickered between Si Lingle’s brows, but she realized that the laws here were incomplete—her Divine Sense’s exploration was compressed to within ten ters around her, and her Spiritual Power maneuvered as if caught in a quagmire, seemingly tainted by so Netherworld Qi of the origin.
The ground revealed nine giant bronze pillars, their surfaces densely covered with distorted reliefs of faces.
Each face was of enemies Si Lingle had slain, mortals she had protected, and even the shadows of her departed parents, mixing curses and wails to attack her Divine Soul.
From the pupils of the reliefs shot Reincarnation Copper arrows, which split into hundreds of apparitions upon touching ti and space. When Si Lingle severed an arrow shaft with a sword technique, she found each arrow carried the Cause and Effect Threads she had cut, the backlash force nearly tearing her Sea of Consciousness apart.
At the Array Hub, an ancient bronze lantern arose, its fla black and blue. When the wick flared explosively, Si Lingle was forcibly drawn into a triple-layered illusion:
First Layer: As a mortal, she gathered herbs in a mountain village, witnessing celestial fire consu the village while unable to wield any Spiritual Power;
Second Layer: Her parents were attacked by a Fierce Ghost, and she was powerless to help;
Third Layer: A portentous vision of her being struck by Heavenly Dao Tribulation Thunder and her soul being annihilated when she reaches the Transcendence Tribulation Stage.
Under the superimposition of the three realms, the Reincarnation Realm Magic Artifact in her hand trembled madly.
Knowing they were illusions, Si Lingle forcibly severed the illusion links, causing a skeleton puppet made of Netherworld Purple Crystal to condense in the void.
Embedded in the puppet’s chest cavity was a miniature model of the Red Copper Giant Gate, from which thick black blood seeped through every seam, a concretized blend of Heavenly Dao Tribulation Thunder and Secret Realm Origin.
The puppet let out a hoarse roar: "Battle!"
Si Lingle fought the puppet, and after half an hour,
the puppet was defeated. As it exploded, the space collapsed into a ghostly blue vortex, revealing the core of the Secret Realm: an altar carved from billion-year-old Ice and Fire Jade, on which floated a beating Glazed Heart, with texts flowing in its coronary arteries—those were the words on the Red Copper Giant Gate, "One who defies fate, bear the agony of the Tao."
The mont Si Lingle touched the Glazed Heart, she received a ssage transcending ti and space:
This Secret Realm was in fact the Dao Field ford from the fallen Venerable Red Cloud of ancient power, who attempted to alter the cycle of life and death in an effort to break through the Transcendence Tribulation Stage, only to suffer backlash from the Heavenly Dao Law.
Sealed within the heart was the Venerable’s captured "One Breath Heavenly Secret," which, if acquired, could glimpse the opportunity to break through the tribulation stage, but would also attach the eternal curse of the Reincarnation Copper.
Si Lingle gazed at the red-eyed phantom reflected on the heart’s surface and coldly murmured to herself: "Having foreseen my own death, why fear bearing the Tao’s agony again?"
The light of the Reincarnation Realm surged wildly, drawing the heart into the mirror world.
The entire Secret Realm trembled along, the magma chains shattered, and the void cracks spread—clearly Si Lingle’s choice had triggered a more advanced law backlash.
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