mtl008 Chapter 911: Shocking Changes and Mazes: Xiao Bei Explores a Different Path
Chapter 911: Shocking Changes and Mazes: Xiao Bei Explores a Different Path
When the rosy rays of light penetrated the flowing clouds and fell on Xiao Bei's shoulders, he was holding the gilded Panlong cup in his left hand and smilingly accepted the nectar offered by the thirty-seventh immortal king.
In the shadow of the hanging wide sleeves, the frost marks on the fingertips of his right hand have climbed up to the wrist bone, and every breath is eroding the thin golden thread in his flesh and blood - that is the immortal bone that was newly born after he merged the three realms.
"The star tracker in Tianshu Hall has returned to its original position." Ziwei Xingjun flicked his whisk, and a map composed of thousands of stars floated up from the white jade steps. "The remaining evildoers in the Demon Realm are all sealed in..."
A fishy and sweet taste suddenly surged in Xiao Bei's throat.
The fragments of the ancient divine weapon dormant in his meridians suddenly exploded, and the severe pain of cutting open his spiritual veins almost made him crush the wine cup.
The evil thoughts of Taotie in the depths of his sea of consciousness let out a sharp hiss, and collided violently with the power of the ice soul that Beili left on his heart to protect his body, causing the frost pattern to expand by three inches.
"Emperor?" The voice of Ziwei Star Lord came near and far.
Xiao Bei swallowed the black mist in his throat by raising his glass, and used the law of space to wipe away the bloodstains from the corners of his mouth as his wide sleeves rolled up.
The ice-cracked wine cup reflected his smiling eyes. "The Star Tracker should be placed on the east side of the Yaochi Lake. Resonating with the Moonlight Formation will increase its power by 30%."
He calmly gave seventeen suggestions for improving the formation until the last immortal official left on a cloud.
When the rosy glow completely sank into the sea of clouds, the frost pattern on the palm of his hand suddenly exploded into ice crystals, freezing the flowing clouds within three meters into a solid glass-like state.
"Ali's heart-protecting scales..." Xiao Bei staggered and held onto the Panlong Pillar, looking at his right eye gradually crystallizing reflected in the ice crystals.
The power of chaos is rewriting his flesh and blood. The ancient relics that were forcibly fused when devouring the demon god have now turned into millions of sharp blades that are stirring in his spiritual altar.
When the teleportation spell was performed for the seventh time, fish-scale ripples suddenly appeared in the void.
The figure that was supposed to appear in the Beiming Cold Pond was bounced back to the Lingxiao Palace. Ink-colored vines grew out of thin air on the gilded floor tiles, and the moment they wrapped around his ankles, they absorbed 30% of his immortal power.
"Heavenly restriction?" Xiao Bei stared at the dark golden curse seal that appeared on his palm, and suddenly remembered the prophecy monument he saw in the depths of Guixu three days ago.
The cuneiform characters shrouded in chaotic mist were now burning in his sea of consciousness, and each stroke turned into a chain that entangled his spiritual consciousness that was trying to explore.
The crystallization of the right arm has spread to the shoulder, but what is floating under the ice is not the golden light of the immortal bone, but a dark red substance that is as sticky as a living thing.
Xiao Bei gritted his teeth and crushed the jade pendant on his waist. The icy soul power left by Bei Li poured into his spiritual veins like a clear spring, but when it touched his heart meridian, it was torn apart by the sudden appearance of the Taotie phantom.
The severe pain made him kneel on one knee, and the black blood flowing from his throat corroded the floor tiles, making a sizzling sound.
The restrictions in the void became increasingly dense, and the inky vines blossomed into a strange mandala, with each petal reflecting his gradually alienated face.
Xiao Bei suddenly realized that these were not the laws of nature. The patterns on the petals clearly contained the Brahma Mantra that had been lost in the fairy world for 30,000 years.
"Someone is using the law of cause and effect to rewrite my fate..." He pressed his bloody fingertips against his brow, forcibly peeling off a wisp of his spiritual consciousness and throwing it into the void.
In an instant, countless causal lines emerged like a spider web, three of which were scarlet threads entwining his gradually dimming life star.
The severe pain of the chaotic power running out of control came again, and Xiao Bei saw that his right eye reflected in the ice crystal had turned into a vertical pupil.
Taotie's evil thoughts condensed and took shape in the sea of consciousness. The black fire splashed when its sharp claws tore the seal, and it resonated with the cause and effect line that was entangled with the fate star.
From a distance came the clear cry of a crane, Beili calling him, with panic in her voice - she must have sensed the unusual movement of the Heart Protecting Scale.
Xiao Bei suddenly put his fingers together like a sword and stabbed his heart, using the severe pain to maintain his final clarity.
The crystallized right hand grabbed a space crack and threw himself into the time turbulence before the void restriction closed.
Countless fragments of memory slashed through him like blades: the Dongzhu dangling from Beili's hairpin when they first met, the God-killing Spear that pierced the Demon God's chest when he fell, and the broken monument inscribed with "Chaos Returns Together" deep in the Guixu...
When he re-formed in the rift of time and space, the twelve-fold restriction had blocked all his escape routes.
The inky mandala weaved into a cage in the void, and each vine showed the shadow of the divine weapon he had devoured.
The most terrifying thing is that the crystallization has spread to his heart. The ice soul left by Beili is fighting with the Taotie black flame in his heart meridian. Every collision makes his three souls and seven spirits tremble and shatter.
"I see." Xiao Bei suddenly chuckled, pressing his bloody left hand on the edge of the cage.
The moment the chaotic crystallized palm came into contact with the Mandragora Vine, the spells that absorbed immortal power suddenly trembled violently.
The violent immortal power running rampant in his body actually produced a subtle resonance with the cage at this moment, as if the two were originally water and ice from the same origin.
A distant bell sound came from the depths of the void, and Xiao Bei caught a glimmer of enlightenment in the severe pain.
As another chaotic aura tore through his immortal bones, he let his consciousness sink into the boiling sea of consciousness. In the interval between the battle between the Taotie phantom and the power of the Ice Soul, he touched a certain line that ran through all the chaos...
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Xiao Bei's blood-stained fingertips left afterimages in the void, and his chaotic crystallized palm actually plucked the cracks in the cage as if they were strings.
Every touch caused dark golden ripples, the mandragora vines vibrated in a whimpering sound, and the spells that absorbed immortal power began to flow in reverse.
"So you are afraid of this too." He chuckled and resonated his boiling sea of consciousness with the cage. The cracks torn in the meridians by the gluttonous black flames and the clear light of the icy soul turned into thousands of passages at this moment.
The ancient power that was swallowed when the three realms merged finally found an outlet, pouring out along the cracks in the cage, and condensed into a translucent vortex in the void.
The immortals who were watching the battle from afar pressed down their own immortal weapons at the same time, and the nine-petal lotus platform in Yaochi rotated without wind.
The star disk in the hands of the Tianshu Palace Master suddenly cracked, and the twenty-eight constellations officials exclaimed in unison: "The Emperor's destiny star is devouring the Purple Palace!"
Xiao Bei couldn't hear these exclamations.
He was transforming his soul into a sharp blade, cutting through the shackles along the new veins of power.
When the first ray of light that did not belong to the Three Realms pierced the cage, the black flames condensed by the evil thoughts of Taotie suddenly solidified into ice - the heart-protecting scales left by Beili on his heart finally awakened, coating the runaway chaotic power with a frosty color.
The moment the void shattered, the phantoms of the twelve divine weapons wailed at the same time.
Xiao Bei turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the restriction. The long tail of ice flame trailing behind him swept across the thirty-six heavens of the fairyland, plowing a glazed belt spanning thousands of miles on the sea of clouds.
The giant spirit general guarding the South Heaven Gate was about to stop him when his golden hammer suddenly froze with frost. "Is this... the Emperor's blood?"
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Countless translucent spirits emerged from the time rifts. They resembled the "mirages" recorded in ancient books, and were surrounded by the sand of time that did not belong to this world.
The sword light swung by Xiao Bei clearly penetrated the spirit body, but those things turned into mist and wrapped around his ankles.
Star-shaped burn marks immediately appeared on the touched skin, which were actually devouring his reconstructed celestial bones.
"Mirage of cause and effect." Xiao Bei spun around to avoid the three spirits that were rushing towards him, and the newly formed chaotic vortex in his palm suddenly made a swallowing sound.
The mirage was sucked into the vortex before it could struggle, and turned into pure time power and flowed into the spiritual platform.
The vertical pupil of his right eye suddenly contracted, and he could clearly see that these spirits had the same origin as the scarlet thread that was wrapped around the Life Star.
More mirages swarmed out from the cracks in the void, and this time they transformed into the appearance of Beili.
Xiao Bei's sword-swinging gesture froze for a moment, and a mirage took the opportunity to pounce on his back.
The power of the icy soul in his heart erupted in response, freezing the attacker into an ice sculpture. At that moment, he heard the real cry of a crane coming from the sky.
"Abei!" Beili's voice penetrated the thirty-three heavens, carrying the unique clarity of ice and snow.
Xiao Bei suddenly remembered that three hundred years ago in Kunlun Snow Valley, she had called out to him in the same way when he was deeply trapped in his inner demons.
At that time, the eastern pearl on her hairpin had been mostly corroded by the evil spirit, but she still stubbornly pressed the heart-protecting scales on his bleeding wound.
The chaotic vortex suddenly expanded three times, crushing all the mirages into powder.
Xiao Bei wiped the dark golden blood foam from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly slashed out with a sword that could split the world in a certain direction.
The sword energy carried the turbulence of time and space, tearing a crack in the barrier of the fairyland that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.
A resonance that made his celestial bones tremble came from the other end of the crack, and Xiao Bei threw himself in without hesitation.
During the fall, countless memory fragments turned into physical attacks: the demon's curse before death turned into poison ivy, the excruciating pain of the God-killing Spear piercing his chest was realistically reproduced, and even the chaotic mist on the prophecy monument three days ago condensed into sharp claws.
When the last fragment of memory was annihilated in the vortex of chaos, Xiao Bei staggered and landed on a bronze platform.
Nine pillars engraved with cuneiform characters surrounded him, and the patterns on the ground were actually flowing dark golden blood - the power that originated from the seal on his palm gathered here to form a sea.
"Guixu Ancient Formation..." Xiao Bei knelt on one knee, panting, his crystallized right hand pressing on the formation pattern.
The blood suddenly came alive and climbed up his arms, merging with the Taotie black flames at his heart meridian to form a completely new pattern.
A bronze coffin slowly rose in the center of the formation, and the breath that leaked out from the gap in the coffin lid shook his soul violently - it was the power of chaos that was exactly the same as his own.
Suddenly, a loud sound of gears turning was heard in the void, and nine pillars reaching the sky lit up at the same time.
Xiao Bei wanted to teleport but found himself nailed to the spot. The blood under the formation turned into thousands of chains that wrapped around his limbs.
The moment the bronze coffin opened with a bang, he saw a beating heart floating inside the coffin, and every line on it perfectly matched his newly born chaotic vortex.
"So this is what it means..." Xiao Bei's unfinished words were swallowed up by the sudden burst of blood.
The platform began to rotate in the opposite direction, the cuneiform characters on the pillars lit up one by one, and the entire space collapsed towards an unknown dimension.
He finally crushed half of the heart-protecting scales on his waist, and rushed towards the fairyland with his spiritual consciousness wrapped in the clear light of ice. However, when he touched the edge of the formation, he was crushed into crystal by the law of cause and effect that suddenly materialized.
When the bronze coffin was completely closed, only the flowing dark golden blood remained on the platform, still outlining an ancient totem.
When the last stroke was made, all the sky-viewing mirrors in the fairy world exploded at the same time, and Beili's crane cry turned into a shrill long howl that pierced through the clouds.
And three hundred thousand miles away, deep in the Guixu, the broken stele inscribed with "Chaos Returns Together" suddenly oozed blood, and the inscription began to reverse word by word...