Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1032 Forced Flashback (17)

The heavens and earth seemed to tremble.

The giant god summoned by Cang Anan slowly raised its head.

A dragon with horns and a human body, thousands of feet tall, its two horns piercing the sky, and crimson-gold patterns flowing slowly on its dark scales, like lava.

Each breath of the colossus was like a tide, and with each exhale and exhale, its immense life force even revitalized the earth that had been shattered by the fierce battle, only to be crushed into dust by its oppressive power in the next instant.

This is a god or demon that walks the earth, formed from pure life.

"Oh?"

However, facing this terrifying creation that could be described as the materialization of the great divine power of creation, An Jing merely raised his eyebrows slightly.

He sensed something was wrong.

It's not because of the opponent's strength... it's not bad either, it's similar to the True Lord form of the previous Kunyu Divine Deer, but it's stronger in pure strength.

However, since it was not produced by the Zhaolin Realm itself, its connection with the laws of this world is even weaker. An Jing pondered that now that he had broken through again, as long as he found the right path of its power flow, defeating it would not take much time.

—Oh, wait, we've found the weakness. That means we could probably kill him in one move.

An Jing noticed something was wrong because of the eyes Cang Anqi had opened.

Those were golden eyes that seemed somewhat familiar to him…

and……

This Blood Demon Dragonman, doesn't he look a bit like a Blood Demon?
"Really?" An Jing wondered. "A demonic spies within the Heavenly Sect have actually revealed their identities so readily?"

He couldn't understand. Why would Cang Anqi do this? Wasn't he a member of the Heavenly Mother Palace? Weren't the Heavenly Mother Palace and the Blood Sea Demonic Sect mortal enemies?

"That makes sense, though. For the Heavenly Mother Palace, the Blood Sea Demonic Sect is a defeated foe, so there might actually be some unusual relationship between them..."

never mind.

These fragmented, true-or-false entanglements are only of concern to the weak.

An Jing raised her eyes, which were as red as blood.

—Once we defeat them all, the truth will naturally come to light.

His thoughts raced in an instant. To the onlookers in the distance, An Jing merely raised an eyebrow in slight surprise as he faced the colossal god capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

At that very moment, on the other side, Yongzhizhen of the Changsheng Sect formed hand seals and chanted incantations.

Instantly, beams of warm, jade-like azure light, imbued with an eternal and ceaseless power, emanated from his palm, precisely enveloping Lian Baizheng, Mo Kongche, and Yue Qingge, who had been previously defeated.

[The Immortal Seal of the True Spirit]

In an instant, unparalleled vitality surged into their broken bodies, and their injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What are you still hesitating for!" Yongzhizhen shouted, her voice filled with unwavering determination: "Quickly, activate your true trump card!"

In an instant, the three people empowered by the Immortal Seal all trembled.

As one of the most renowned supernatural abilities of the Longevity Cult, the Undying Seal allows the user to share their life force to heal severely injured comrades. During this process, the Undying Seal forcibly awakens the most important memories within the recipient, calling upon their true nature and reminding them of why they fight, the source of their inner motivation—the fundamental reason for their existence stemming from their true spirit. This then unleashes unimaginable divine power far exceeding their usual strength!

Simply put, it's a forced flashback!

In that instant, everyone recalled their past.

Mo Kongche recalled his own death.

He was already dead. During that demonic calamity that swept through his hometown, he was pierced through the chest by the claws of a celestial demon while protecting the women and children behind him.

But even in the darkness of death, he heard the gentle yet majestic voice of the sect's Heavenly Lord.

My child, the light in your heart should not end here.

A pure and flawless [Pure Light Seed] was implanted into his dissipating soul, pulling him back from the abyss of death. He was no longer just Mo Kongche, but the continuation of that light.

This is the method by which the 'Pure Sea Sect' selects its core disciples—every Pure Sea Sect expert at the True Monarch level or above, whether they die in battle or of old age, leaves behind a Pure Light Flame as a spark of light for their inheritance.

This spark will automatically select those whose heritage is most similar to its own, merge with them, and serve as a system-like guide, leading the chosen Pure Light Messenger to continue fighting and moving forward.

At this moment, the Pure Light Flame was burning fiercely. Mo Kongche firmly believed that An Jing was definitely not an accomplice of the Heavenly Demon and the Blood Sea Demon Sect, but was just being used by Da Chen. However, he would never let An Jing be forced to go astray because of conspiracies and tricks!
"An Jing, I'm here to save you!"

【The Radiance of the Pure Abyss】

Lian Baizheng recalled his two births and the warm and verdant Divine Tree Cave.

He was originally a premature stillborn baby. The sect placed him inside a divine tree fruit to absorb the power of the divine tree so that he could survive. He was then nurtured for two and a half years before being born with great difficulty.

Lian Baizheng loved everything about his sect. He believed that the Refining True Path was dedicated to exploring the perilous Path of Immortal Demise in order to find a better future. However, the shortsightedness and selfishness of the Upper Profound Sect destroyed everything. He had to obtain the Ancestral Dragon Scale, he had to save the sect that regarded him as its son, and he had to save the entire Southern Wilderness Hongzhou!
A blood-red phantom of a divine tree shot into the sky from behind him.

[Refining the True Nature]

Yue Qingge had nothing to reminisce about.

He is simply very talented and strong. He has never been defeated along the way, killing enemies and growing in an ordinary way.

His path of swordsmanship was pure and unadulterated, just like him and the entire Sword Court. But at this moment, his martial instincts, his spiritual sense that had long been connected with the sword, were issuing an unprecedented warning.

The peace and tranquility before him was the most insurmountable natural barrier, the greatest calamity he had ever faced in his life.

Losing is nothing to him; he even longs for a defeat, a defeat where he has given his all, but no matter how hard he struggles, he is powerless and can only accept it and reforge himself into a sharper sword.

But if... if we could win!
—If he can defeat Anjing here, in this battle, then in the future, nothing in this world will be able to stop his sword!
At this moment, the countless sword lights surrounding Yue Qingge all receded and returned to the sword in his hand.

[Heaven-Slaying Sword Intent]

At the same moment, the three prodigies unleashed all the trump cards bestowed upon them by their master and ancestor!
Three distinct yet equally terrifying auras intertwined with the aura of the thousand-foot-tall flesh and blood dragon god, locking onto An Jing from afar.

Yongzhizhen was also pale at this moment—even though the vitality of the Longevity Sect far surpassed that of other Heavenly Sect disciples of the same level, it was still somewhat of an overload to recover the power of three top disciples in one go.

As for why he did this, it was entirely because he had heard a distant voice transmission from his ancestor before the battle even began.

[Delay Anjing]

(End of this chapter)