mtl008 Chapter 579 Administration Center
Chapter 579 Administration Center
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen fought all the way, broke through many obstacles, and finally arrived at the entrance of the space-time rift. The entrance was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast, so deep that you couldn't see the bottom. The violent energy turbulence was raging around, as if to tear all intruders into pieces. Yun Yao tightly grasped the quantum sword, and the data stream on the sword flickered in the chaotic energy, just like her mood at the moment. Chu Mochen stood upright like a pine tree, with the Dragon Roar Sword across his chest. The runes on the sword were faintly beating, exuding a resolute aura. The two looked at each other, without any extra words, and stepped into the unknown chaos hand in hand.
As soon as they entered, the space-time storm swept in like a raging tide. The wind whistled, like the howling of thousands of evil spirits, and the sharp whistling sound pierced the eardrums. Yun Yao felt a powerful force coming at her, and her body flew backwards uncontrollably. If Chu Mochen hadn't been quick to reach out and hold her slender waist, she would have been almost swept into the abyss of the storm. Chu Mochen used his strength in his arms to protect Yun Yao steadily, and tapped his feet lightly, trying to find a trace of stability in this violent turbulence.
However, their troubles were far more than that. The leader of the Fallen Cult actually led the team to stop them, like a dark demon standing in front of them. This person exuded a chilling aura, and the power of the twin spiritual roots was released without reservation. The "Fallen Spiritual Root" that devoured everything was like a black hole, constantly absorbing the surrounding energy, causing the surrounding space to distort. Behind him, countless phantoms of devoured worlds emerged. Those once prosperous worlds were devoured by his spiritual roots and turned into dead ruins. The resentment of the residual souls echoed in the void, which was creepy.
“Yun Yao, do you think that the fusion core can control time and space?” The voice of the Fallen Angel Patriarch seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, cold and full of sarcasm. “Back then, your father was killed by the Administration because he tried to create a new world!” His words were like a sharp blade, trying to hurt Yun Yao’s heart and disturb her mind.
Yun Yao's heart trembled, and fragments of memories about her father flashed in her mind. She remembered that when she was a child, her father held her hand with warmth, walked among the stars, and told her the mysteries of the universe; she remembered that her father was in the laboratory, concentrating on studying those mysterious energies, with a vision of the future in his eyes. Now that she heard the news of her father's death, although she had long guessed that there must be some hidden reason for his departure, she still felt endless sorrow and anger when she heard the cruel truth with her own ears.
But is she someone who will be easily defeated? Yun Yao took a deep breath, and forced herself to suppress the turmoil in her heart, her eyes becoming more determined. She knew that if she retreated at this moment, not only would her father's last wish not be fulfilled, but countless worlds would also be doomed.
At this moment, Chu Mochen's Dragon Roar Sword suddenly made a clear sound, as if a giant dragon that had been sleeping for thousands of years had awakened. The inheritance of the Undisaster Sword Cultivator was fully awakened at this time, and his sword body shone brightly. The twin sword patterns of "Heavenly Way" and "Human Way" were like two agile dragons, circling and entwining on the sword body. Wherever the sword patterns passed, the turbulence of time and space was tamed, and the violent energy became docile, as if it had found a master, and gathered towards the sword patterns.
Yun Yao saw this, and a surge of warmth and strength surged in her heart. She and Chu Mochen were in tune with each other, and they knew each other's every thought without words. The two of them moved, like two meteors passing by, rushing towards the people of the Fallen Angel Cult.
Yun Yao took the lead and swung the quantum sword, the power of the data spiritual root burst out. The code turned into sharp sword qi, like a real sharp blade, slashing at the people of the Fallen Angel Cult. These sword qi contained her deep understanding of the integration of technology and cultivation. Each one seemed to be able to analyze the origin of the world. Wherever it passed, the space was cut into black gaps, like a broken mirror.
Seeing this, the followers of the Fallen Angels used their magic weapons to resist. However, when their magic weapons touched Yun Yao's sword energy, they were like paper, and were instantly broken down into the most basic particles and dissipated into the void. Those followers who tried to get close to Yun Yao were caught in the turbulent data in the sword energy, and their bodies were instantly broken down and reorganized, turning into a series of strange data streams, and they screamed miserably.
Chu Mochen followed closely behind, and the Wujie Sword carried the majesty of "Heavenly Way" and "Human Way", like a sword of the gods judging the world. His sword skills were open and closed, and every swing of the sword seemed to be able to cut through the sky and cut through the galaxy. The twin sword patterns on the sword shone with brilliant light, echoing with Yun Yao's data sword energy, forming an impenetrable sword net.
Facing the joint attack of the two, the members of the Fallen Angel Cult fought hard but were still defeated. Their formation was broken into pieces, and many of the believers were swept into the time and space storm in panic, leaving no trace.
But how could the leader of the Fallen Cult sit still and wait for death? He snorted coldly, waved his hands, and the devouring shadows behind him seemed like living creatures, baring their fangs and claws and rushing towards Yun Yao and Chu Mochen. Each shadow carried the power of annihilation, as if it could crush the stars and collapse space.
Yun Yao's eyes condensed, and she inserted the quantum sword into the void, forming seals with both hands, mobilizing the power of the spiritual root of creation in her body. The data patterns and spiritual power veins intertwined with each other, forming a shining shield in front of her. On the shield, runes of technology and cultivation flashed alternately, as if telling the origin and evolution of the universe.
Chu Mochen flashed and teleported to Yun Yao, holding the Wujie Sword upright in front of his chest, the light on the sword became more and more blazing. He used his body as a shield to block the devouring phantom that was rushing towards Yun Yao. The twin sword patterns rotated faster and faster, releasing circular sword energy, like ripples on water, spreading towards the phantom. Each circular sword energy contained his adherence to the way of heaven and humanity, trying to dispel the endless darkness.
With the close cooperation of the two, the Devouring Shadow was repelled again and again. However, each repulsion was accompanied by a more violent counterattack. The leader of the Fallen Cult was like a mad beast, constantly squeezing the limits of the twin spiritual roots, vowing to keep Yun Yao and Chu Mochen here.
When the battle was in full swing, Yun Yao suddenly noticed something strange in the space-time storm. She keenly discovered that the turbulence of the storm showed regular fluctuations in certain areas, as if hiding some kind of code. She didn't have time to think about it, and with her keen perception of the data, she quickly analyzed the mystery.
"Chu Mochen, follow me!" Yun Yao shouted, and the seal in her hand changed. The quantum sword turned into a stream of light and rushed towards a certain direction in the storm. Chu Mochen did not hesitate and followed with his sword.
The two shuttled through the storm, as if they had opened up a path in the chaos. The laws hidden in the storm were like an invisible rope, leading them to avoid numerous dangers and gradually approach the location of the Spacetime Administration.
As she went deeper, Yun Yao felt a familiar yet strange breath coming towards her. The breath contained the sense of technology in her past life, like a call from the distant earth; it also contained the mysterious spiritual power fluctuations of the cultivation world, like the whispers of ancient immortals.
Finally, they broke through the last layer of storm barrier, and the full view of the Space Administration came into view. It was a giant space station floating in the chaos, like a lonely giant beast in the universe. Each layer of it shone with strange light, corresponding to a different small world. Yun Yao could feel that those lights contained the rhythm of countless lives, like the twinkling stars, each carrying the joys and sorrows of a world.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen flew towards the space station without stopping for a moment. When they got closer, they found that the outer wall of the space station was engraved with mysterious runes, which seemed to tell the history of the universe, from the beginning of the universe to the evolution of stars, from the birth of civilization to the change of the world, without missing a single thing.
Following the clues in her memory, Yun Yao flew straight to her mother's laboratory. The laboratory was located on the top floor of the space station, like a jewel in the crown. At the door, a line of small words seemed to whisper across time and space: "To my Xiaoyao - when you see this, mom has gone to find a way to revive dad. Don't be afraid, Chu Mochen's sword will always ring for you."
Seeing this line of words, Yun Yao's eyes instantly moistened. She gently stroked the words on the door, and the warm scenes of her past with her mother came to her mind like a tide. She remembered that when she was sick as a child, her mother stayed by her bedside, awake all night, with worry in her eyes; she remembered that when she encountered difficulties in scientific research, her mother patiently guided her, with encouragement and trust in her eyes.
Gently pushing open the door of the laboratory, a familiar breath hit me. In the center of the laboratory, the last two quantum cores were floating, like the heart of the universe, emitting mysterious and powerful energy. Next to it, the sword "Wu Jie" left by his father was quietly suspended, and the hilt was engraved with the same pattern as Chu Mochen's jade pendant, as if telling the promise made a thousand years ago.
At this moment, Yun Yao's system suddenly issued a prompt: [The host's soul fusion degree is detected to be 100%, and the final form is about to be unlocked——] The sound echoed in the laboratory, as if the bell of fate was ringing.
Yun Yao took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the floating quantum core and the "No Tribulation" sword. She stretched out her hand and gently grasped the hilt of the "No Tribulation" sword. In an instant, a powerful force flowed into her body along her arm. Chu Mochen's jade pendant seemed to be inspired, turning into a stream of light and merging into the hilt. The twin contract patterns were like burning flames, instantly expanding to the entire space station.
Under the impetus of this force, Yun Yao's Nascent Soul and Su Yao's quantum body completely merged. Behind her, a divine ring that combined technology and cultivation shone, like the first light of dawn in the universe. Data patterns and spiritual power veins intertwined and merged in the divine ring, eventually forming a new "creation root". At this moment, Yun Yao seemed to have become the master of the universe, controlling endless time and space and life.
The alarms of the Administration sounded one after another at this time, like screams of fear. The examiners who hunted down my parents finally showed up. They were wearing ancient and majestic armor, but their eyes were full of fear. When they saw Yun Yao's divine ring, it was as if they had seen the God of Creation. Their legs softened and they knelt down tremblingly: "Meet the Son of Creation..." Their voices were like the buzzing of mosquitoes, full of awe and submission.
Yun Yao looked around and her eyes fell on the calendar on the laboratory wall. In an instant, she seemed to be struck by lightning. She found that the time on Earth and the time in the cultivation world were completely synchronized at this moment, and the date was exactly her birthday as Su Yao - April 2025, 4.
This discovery seemed to put an end to all her doubts. She finally understood that her time travel was not accidental, but the end of countless reincarnations. Thousands of years ago, as the daughter of a sage of heaven, she created a quantum shuttle to save her fallen father, but the experiment caused the collapse of time and space. In order to repair all this, she had to split her soul into countless fragments, reincarnate in different worlds, and go through countless hardships to collect all the cores, just to restart the universe and save the people.
And Chu Mochen, the swordsman who always accompanies her, is the "guardian" role she created for herself. In every life, he will meet her, no matter the wind and rain, he will never leave her, help her collect the core and resist the enemy. Their fate is like the stars that span time and space, brilliant and eternal.
"So, in this life, we have finally reached the end?" Yun Yao whispered softly, turning to look at Chu Mochen beside her. The latter's eyes reflected her newly condensed Creation Spiritual Root, shining with light, as if containing the entire universe. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile, but he did not say anything, just tightly holding Yun Yao's hand.
At this moment, no more words are needed, they all understand that the hardships and efforts along the way are only for the reunion and rebirth at this moment. Although the future is still full of unknowns, they have each other and the power of creation, and they will definitely write their own legend and let this symbiotic universe bloom with eternal light.