Absolute Destiny Game.

Chapter 536 Emerging into Immortality
As the light faded, the chaotic and deformed demon that had stood there vanished without a trace! In its place was a colossal creature, coiled in the center of the stone hall, radiating boundless ferocity!
The demonic dragon Xiao Jie raised his majestic head, his dark golden compound eyes coldly locking onto the fiery Qilin. Although the tearing sensation from the surging demonic power within him still lingered, this powerful yet relatively harmonious demonic dragon body granted him an unprecedented sense of power and control!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The fiery Qilin's golden eyes were filled with disbelief and horror. "How could mere mixed demonic power achieve such a true dragon form?!"

His response was a chilling breath, cold enough to freeze the soul! The dragon's massive maw opened, and a torrent of pale white, icy air poured out like a waterfall! The fiery Qilin hastily unleashed an even more surging crimson-gold flame! Ice and fire, extreme cold and intense heat, two completely opposite and destructive energies collided violently in mid-air!
"boom--!!!"

A deafening explosion resounded throughout the hall! The power of ice and fire annihilated each other wildly, unleashing a shockwave like a tsunami! The entire stone hall trembled violently, and rubble from the dome rained down! A thick, scalding white mist of water vapor blotted out the sky, instantly engulfing the figures of the two enormous beasts!

Amidst the pervasive mist, only earth-shattering roars, the piercing scraping of claws tearing through scales, and the muffled thuds of heavy impacts could be heard! The demonic dragon and the qilin, these two apex predators representing different paths, engaged in the most primal and bloody life-or-death struggle in this white fog!

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Just as Xiao Jie and Qixiazi were engaged in an epic battle inside the stone hall, a large crowd of immortals had gathered before the Taixu Illusion Mirror in the Taixu Hall to watch the spectacle. They pointed at the constantly changing and fiercely colliding images in the mirror, discussing the matter animatedly.

"This kid's doing pretty well. He triggered the final battle at fifty. That's efficient," a white-robed immortal chuckled softly.

“Indeed rare,” a black-robed immortal beside him nodded slightly. “To perform like this on one’s first entry into the Illusionary Realm shows that one’s temperament and comprehension are both of the highest quality.”

"Do you think this kid can pass Qixiazi's test?" a young immortal carrying a sword asked curiously.

“I doubt it,” a middle-aged immortal with a cold expression shook his head. “This Qixiazi is a manifestation of the fear in this person’s heart. Judging from his behavior, he is ruthless, has a deep foundation, and even has the ability to transform into a demon. He will not be easy to deal with.”

"Not necessarily. Qixiazi's strength lies in his numerous henchmen and his tight formation. Now that his Yellow Turban warriors and Daoist disciples have all been slaughtered by that brat, leaving him all alone, his strength has been greatly reduced. Moreover, this person has broken through the shackles of fear in his heart, so he may not be without a chance of victory."

"Even if you manage to defeat Qixiazi by chance, so what?" The black-robed immortal's tone carried a hint of profound meaning. "This final 'Ascension to Immortality' test is the real challenge. If you cannot comprehend the Great Dao, it will be useless no matter how many powerful enemies you kill or how many tests you win."

Not only were the immortals engaged in tense discussions within the illusory realm, but in the real world, Gu Feiyu was also glued to his computer screen, his palms sweating profusely. Deafening roars, explosions, and intense collision sounds emanated from the speakers. On the screen, steam billowed as the silhouettes of two colossal beasts clashed and tore at each other in a frenzied battle.

Gu Feiyu glanced nervously at his side every now and then. Xiao Jie sat in front of the computer, his eyes closed, his breathing shallow, his body taut and straight, like an old monk in deep meditation. He had been in this position for more than an hour without making a sound.

"Brother Jie, you have to hold on! You have to succeed!" Gu Feiyu shouted silently in his heart, his fists clenched until they turned white.

Boom—!!! A deafening roar, like an earthquake, erupted from the speakers!

On the screen, the pervasive moisture was forcibly dispersed by a force! The majestic and ferocious dragon had its massive, long body tightly coiled around the limbs and body of the Flame Qilin! Like a giant python strangling its prey!

"Dragon and Snake Constriction Technique!!" Gu Feiyu couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

*Crackling sounds... hissing sounds...* The ear-piercing screech of scales rubbing together and the groans of bones bearing immense pressure echoed through the speakers, making one's teeth ache! The dragon's body, like a red-hot iron band, slowly tightened ring by ring amidst a suffocating roar! The fiery Qilin let out a painful and furious howl, its body erupting with crimson-gold flames that scorched the dragon's scales and flesh, producing a sizzling sound, and the air seemed to be filled with the stench of burning! But the dragon's dark golden compound eyes held only resolute madness, showing no sign of letting up!
Xiao Jie pressed the massive dragon head firmly against the throat of the fiery Qilin! As the Qilin struggled, spewing flames with all its might, an unusually dazzling red light emanated from that spot, as if beneath its skin lay a violently pulsating furnace core containing endless light and heat—the very location of its inner core!
Combat Technique - Dragon Devour!

The dragon's massive jaws, filled with fangs, opened to their limit and, with an aura of annihilation, bit down hard!
*Pfft—Roar!* A torrent of scorching, lava-like Qilin blood erupted! The dragon's fangs tore through the tough crystalline scales, piercing deep into the flesh! Xiao Jie swallowed the burning blood, his dragon snout desperately plucking at the fiery core deep within the flesh!

The fiery Qilin let out a deafening scream, struggling and twisting wildly, the flames almost charring half of the dragon's head! But Xiao Jie's sharp teeth were like the strongest shackles, firmly gripping its lifeline!
Come out here!

With a roar from the depths of Xiao Jie's soul, the demonic dragon suddenly exerted its strength and pulled!
Tsk-!
A Qilin inner core, the size of a fist, entirely crimson gold, dazzling like a condensed sun, and radiating terrifying energy fluctuations, was forcibly pulled from the throat and flesh of the Flame Qilin! Xiao Jie, transformed into a demonic dragon, swallowed it whole without hesitation!
"Whoosh..." The divine light in the Flaming Qilin's eyes dimmed instantly, and its massive body, as if drained of all power, collapsed with a thud. The crimson light quickly faded, and its enormous body shrank dramatically, eventually reverting to the broken human form of Qixiazi, with its neck broken and eyes wide open in death. The demonic dragon that Xiao Jie had transformed into also exhausted its last bit of power. With a flash of light, its massive dragon body rapidly contracted and deformed, ultimately reverting to a naked human form before crashing heavily to the ground.

However, his crisis was far from over! It was even more dangerous than before!
Originally, the thirty-seven streams of demonic power within his body, under the pressure of a powerful enemy, had been forcibly twisted into one by his supreme will, driving him to transform into a dragon. Now that the enemy was dead and the pressure had vanished, this forcibly combined power instantly lost its restraints, raging and backfiring within his body like a flood bursting its banks! Even more terrifying was that the scorching inner core he had just swallowed, containing Qixiazi's lifelong cultivation and the Qilin True Fire, exploded like a spark thrown into a pot of boiling oil, instantly igniting this catastrophe!
Xiao Jie's body was being torn apart and kneaded by an invisible giant hand! Countless demonic energies beneath his skin surged and clashed like uncontrolled venomous snakes, causing huge, constantly moving bulges to rise from his body. His blood vessels bulged out like bluish-black earthworms, as if they were about to burst at any moment!
Different colored demonic energy mixed with blood seeped from his seven orifices—sometimes spewing out scorching sparks, sometimes overflowing with bone-chilling frost, and sometimes flowing with corrosive venom! His bones emitted a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound as they dislocated, and his muscle fibers tore apart inch by inch under the violent energy!

He lay curled up on the ground, convulsing violently, uttering incoherent hoarse sounds. He couldn't move a single finger, and could only desperately feel his body disintegrating from the inside out! Like a fleshy sac about to burst from internal pressure!
It's over... This is really the end... Such immense power... It's indeed difficult to control...

Xiao Jie's consciousness sank in boundless agony. His power was completely out of control; he could only watch helplessly as he marched towards destruction. Had he ultimately failed? He hoped this "death" wasn't real… but why did this soul-crushing pain feel so real?
The scene before my eyes began to blur and spin, flashing by like a revolving lantern with countless images:

The noisy internet cafe, the laughter and banter with classmates while playing games; the dejection of entering a third-rate university after failing the college entrance exam; the passion of creating a game studio and leading guild members in all-night battles to win the first kill; the warm smile of Han Luo while eating at a street-side restaurant; the magnificent adventures and battles in the game world...

Then, the scene shifts to an even more distant past: in the Valley of Forgetfulness, the master's strict yet kind teachings; a thrilling afternoon fighting a pack of wolves upon first entering the martial world; innocent childhood play under the ginkgo tree...

Memories from the two worlds flashed by, and Xiao Jie's consciousness suddenly became incredibly clear.

That's right! I am Xiao Jie, and I am also Yin Yue Sui Feng! Both worlds are real! Even if this "Illusory Realm" is a test, how can the blood and fire, the love and righteousness experienced in it be an illusion?

He remembered that fateful afternoon, the butterfly struggling in dire straits and finally emerging from its cocoon. He also remembered the butterfly that had fluttered past the tavern window a few days earlier, seemingly carrying some kind of premonition.

In his shattered consciousness, a glimmer of light stubbornly flickered. The scene before him suddenly became clear for a moment, and Xiao Jie saw a brightly colored butterfly that had somehow flown through the hole in the stone hall and slowly flew in, gently landing on the scorched ground in front of him, its wings fluttering slightly.

Butterflies? Why... always butterflies?

He watched the fragile and beautiful little creature silently flapping its wings in its desperate situation, and a thought struck his soul like a lightning bolt that pierced through the endless darkness!

Butterfly!

Feather!

Immortal!

I see!!
Xiao Jie's soul seemed to be completely ignited by this spiritual light! An indescribable power supported him, and he actually struggled to sit up from his near-death convulsions!

Within his body, the thirty-seven streams of demonic power and the power of the Qilin's inner core continued to clash and tear each other apart, and the process of destruction had not stopped.

But at this moment, Xiao Jie felt no fear, only a clear and enlightened understanding! He recalled the entire process of the butterfly's metamorphosis, relying on his profound understanding of life form changes brought about by his talent of "learning from beasts," combined with decades of research and insights into demonic power, and the experience of meticulously controlling the energy within his body from a transcendent perspective just now...

In that split second between life and death, he staked all his soul power and all his life potential on this sudden flash of enlightenment! An unprecedented rudimentary spell rapidly took shape and perfected within his shattered consciousness!
Xiao Jie mobilized the demonic power and spiritual energy that truly belonged to him within his body, unleashing the full power of the spell he had just comprehended.

Sorcery—the art of ascension to immortality!

(End of this chapter)