In the brief moment of silence, Li Mo had already mulled over countless possibilities and ways to turn the tide.
Was there something in the system’s investment that could save the day?
Did he have any bottom cards left to shift the situation?
Thought after thought popped up, only to be dismissed one by one.
No.
This time, it was genuinely a dead-end.
His only option was to let the shattered realm generate chaotic energy, pulling off an unprecedented transformation that would push the Law of Heaven and Earth to an unimaginable peak.
At this moment, the realm that had barely been held together was crumbling again, in utter silence, shattering into pure essence—clearness and muddiness blending.
The final Law of Heaven and Earth served as the vessel for this transcendent journey.
At this instant, he seemed to grasp what his inner scenery was, as boundless divine intent surged forth from his consciousness soul.
A radiant glow slowly materialized, the sole entity within the crumbling realm that hadn’t succumbed.
In the moonlight, a sigh wafted through.
Someone stepped out, a figure that transcended realms, turning the sun and moon on their heads.
“You’re not the Ice Chunk.”
A spark of enlightenment surged in Li Mo’s heart.
Even though she looked just as mesmerizing, cool and elegant, shrouded in moonlight, too precious for words, the radiance of Taiyin poured down her back, cloaking her in a silver glow.
Her eyes brimmed with divine essence, the bright moon revolving in them.
This beauty was truly one-of-a-kind.
But he also realized, this wasn’t her.
“I am her, but she is not me.” A tranquil, mysterious, and noble voice revealed the answer.
“Transcending into immortality…”
Li Mo muttered to himself.
Why was Ying Bing her, yet she was not the Ice Chunk?
Clearly, this was the Guan Shen drawing he’d created of the Ice Chunk, a divine shape birthed from the imprint of creation.
And this Taiyin divine intent seemed to never fully belong to him.
He couldn’t even trace its origins; most of the time, it only came into play when he was with the Ice Chunk…
“Can an inner scenery give birth to its own consciousness…?”
“I am not your inner scenery.”
The person in the moon quietly spoke: “Because you have your own inner scenery, that’s why I will depart.”
“Own inner scenery?”
Li Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded in understanding.
Right.
Unfortunately, his inner scenery was probably a one-time deal.
“If from the very start, you had hidden within your own realm, it likely wouldn’t have ended up like this. Don’t you regret it?”
Li Mo stared at her for a while before chuckling, “I know who you are now.”
“Oh?”
“You’re the one who hasn’t encountered my Ice Chunk, or rather… the resurrected Ying Huang from the future.”
After all that effort, Ying Huang wasn’t hanging around with the Ice Chunk, but was instead nestled in his Taiyin.
Li Mo was truly a genius.
Plus, the other party wasn’t hiding anything, so the answer was self-evident.
He didn’t belong to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; he was an existence that stepped beyond the five elements, beyond the Three Realms, probably the safest place beneath the heavens.
Moreover, his connection with Ying Bing’s Taiyin allowed him to watch over the Ice Chunk right here.
“…”
“Go, go find the Ice Chunk.”
“Aren’t you afraid she’ll be influenced by me, turning into a stranger, becoming someone else?”
“I believe in her.”
Li Mo earnestly declared deep inside, channeling the spirit of the Ice Chunk.
“…”
After a silence, the moonlit figure suddenly broke into a smile that could topple the world:
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“No wonder she and you made the same choice!”
The last words echoed in Li Mo’s heart, and the moon in his little world also departed.
Li Mo’s consciousness once again plummeted back into his body, with an endless pain tearing at his nerves, everything from before feeling like a dream.
Long Sword—
The Ruyi Jingu Bang firmly planted itself into the City of Divine Beings.
In an instant, its mighty aura caused the momentum that had been combining heaven and earth to halt abruptly.
Boundless power surged from him…
……
“Just now, was Young Hero Li speaking with someone?”
“If the City of Divine Beings collapses, is anyone going to care?”
“With such changes, why can’t the sect’s strong ones stop this?”
“Right! If the City of Divine Beings falls, can those who d*e inside still return?”
“……”
In the Imperial Capital, countless gazes were fixed on the Map of the Nation’s Prosperity, with exclamations and doubts echoing like a tidal wave.
But Emperor Jingtai, who was looked upon for hope, sat under the lavish canopies, appearing much older.
“Is there really no hope in this situation?”
Ying Bing and Li Mo, among those participating in the trial, had already become unparalleled.
He could at least glean some insight into Ying Bing’s methods.
But Li Mo was on a whole different level, far surpassing his understanding of warriors. He had grown immensely since their encounter with Su Jun, reaching an unprecedented realm.
It was likely that there wouldn’t be anyone like him again.
He anticipated the royal family’s intervention but hadn’t expected that even Chuge herself would enter the Heavenly Phoenix Domain.
The old matriarch, Yan Tian, was fixated, gazing unwaveringly at the increasingly bright moon in the Map of the Nation’s Prosperity, as if a devout follower beholding their faith.
However, her attention suddenly shifted, eyes widening as she looked towards the City of Heaven.
…..
“I don’t think Brother Li will just be a sword genius anymore. He’s destined to become a sword god!”
“Everything he’s done truly deserves this honor. Next time the Sword Dwelling evaluates swordsmen, I’ll nominate Young Hero Li.”
“Ah, but Brother Li has to be completely intact to come out for that to happen…”
Amidst the discussions of the crowd, Xie Xuan urgently sought out Xie Yiding.
Wanchun Courtyard had been thriving, and for this reason, he couldn’t afford to stand by idly.
But Xie Xuan had no tricks left.
To help Brother Li, he could only unleash his ultimate move.
“Dad!”
“What is it? So jumpy!” Xie Yiding snapped back to reality, rubbing his forehead.
Xie Xuan urged hastily, “We must invite that person from Sword Tomb…”
“Already invited. He told me to keep my heart settled.”
“Uh?”
“He’s already taken action?”
“No, no, he doesn’t need to.”
“Ah?”
Xie Xuan was taken aback, looking up at the Map of the Nation’s Prosperity, before plopping down onto the ground in shock.
At noon, the great sun cast a shimmering golden glow over the Imperial Capital, yet even amidst that golden haze, it couldn’t compare to the radiant figure in the map.
The vivid gold faded, the diamond-like brightness had long since dulled, turning into a blaze of crimson.
Whether it was an inner scenery or a corporeal form, or a fusion of both, a towering crimson giant stood proud between heaven and earth, glowing alongside the sun and the moon.
A long staff of gilded gold anchored the earth.
Limitless strength propped up the sky.
Crack—
The sound came from the center of the imperial city’s main hall.
The grand hall, bedecked in opulence, had an inscribed plaque handwritten by the Martial Emperor, gleaming with inscribed words:
“Long live a thousand autumns.”
Now, this heavy plaque came crashing down, and the deafening thud resounded through the palace.
