This power was like a warm spring breeze, instantly dispelling some of the darkness and allowing Su Mohui to feel a brief sense of relief. Her tense nerves could finally relax a little.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Su Mohui quickly mobilized the energy in her body and, following the direction given by the system, tried to get back on track.

During this long and arduous journey, some blurry images flashed before Su Mohui's eyes from time to time.

Sometimes it was the good times she spent on Earth. Those familiar scenes and kind faces were like warm sunshine, bringing her a little comfort in this cold abyss.

Others were her experiences on the first and second continents after she crossed over. The battle scenes and the companions she met all appeared before her eyes one by one.

However, these images were like illusory bubbles; as soon as they appeared, they quickly disappeared.

Su Mohui knew very well that these were all hallucinations caused by extreme fatigue and tremendous mental pressure.

In this endless chaos, she seemed to hear a low, chilling hum in her ears. For a moment, she seemed to feel that her consciousness was about to be completely swallowed up, falling into the abyss of eternal darkness, and her soul would be lost forever.

But at this moment, a heroic and high-spirited red light exploded in her mind—

That is the power of faith from China! It is like an indestructible spiritual fortress, carrying the firm beliefs and beautiful hopes of countless people.

And within the fortress, she had comrades who had fought side by side for countless lifetimes, sharing life and death with her. Their figures stood as resolute as steel in the flames of war. There were also brothers and sisters who were as close as brothers, and their laughter and encouragement echoed endlessly in her heart.

At this moment, every person in those pictures seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, conveying a silent but extremely powerful force to her.

After this power gathered in her sea of ​​consciousness, it quickly dispersed and instantly enveloped her heart meridians, completely blocking the negative mental erosion that was trying to invade the abyss.

It was precisely because of this that Su Mohui's mind became clear, and in the black abyss outside, the red light curtain was like a lighthouse in the darkness, illuminating a way forward in the abyss.

With the power derived from faith, Su Mohui's eyes became more determined. She took a deep breath. Although the air in the light curtain was still thin and cold, it seemed to give her new motivation.

Su Mohui raised his palm and suddenly clapped it out. A powerful force burst out instantly, breaking the constraints of time and space around him.

Although she only managed to gain a brief moment of time, it was enough to rewrite the trajectory of her fate. Su Mohui successfully unlocked the barrier on the platform of rebirth, and in an instant, all the power accumulated over ninety-nine lifetimes rushed into her body like a raging tsunami.

However, this tremendous force was too strong and her body could not bear it for a while.

Her skin, like an over-inflated ball, began to rapidly crack, crimson blood seeping out. Complex light streamed through her veins like madly fleeing lightning, streaking everywhere.

Her body almost turned into a volcano about to erupt, and she could explode and die at any time due to the impact of this force.

At the critical moment, Wu Zetian somehow broke the spatial limitations within the Endless Abyss, and that domineering and unbridled voice quietly rang out in her sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, the mysterious hairless brush, known as the Yin-Yang Road, suddenly appeared in Su Mohui's hand. Immediately afterwards, her right hand began to dance uncontrollably, writing on her body as quickly as flowing water.

In an instant, endless spells poured out from the tip of the pen, flashing with strange light, and quickly covered her entire body.

In the blink of an eye, 102 phantoms suddenly appeared beside Su Mohui on the screen of light. These phantoms overlapped, appearing to be there and not there, as if they came from different time and space, floating and uncertain.

"All creatures in the universe, please return..." Wu Zetian's voice echoed in Su Mohui's small world for a long time.

At the same time, Su Mohui's consciousness within the red light screen froze for another second. When her consciousness returned, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her shattered body was now intact.

At this moment, Su Mohui's divine body originated from Shen Tu.

But she has also been tempered by hundreds of reincarnations, and with each reincarnation she has engraved the mark of the law on the rebirth platform. In the long and cruel reincarnation process, all her bodies have been continuously absorbed by the rebirth platform and the memory of the universe, gradually transformed, and finally became a body of law carrying the breath of the universe!

At this moment, Su Mohui's divine body was inherited from Shen Tu, and then it had undergone the rigorous baptism and meticulous carving of one hundred and two reincarnations.

Su Mohui's body was sealed by the Queen Mother of the West and hidden within the Rebirth Platform. Each reincarnation was a profound refinement of her divine body. After each reincarnation, she would carve the mark of the law upon the Rebirth Platform.

The Rebirth Platform is extremely spiritual, constantly absorbing and integrating the mysteries of each reincarnation and the memory of the universe into its divine body.

In this long and cruel cycle of reincarnation, the divine body went from initially passively enduring to actively transforming. It continuously absorbed power from the rebirth platform and the memory of the universe, blending and permeating with those complex elements.

From an ordinary divine body, it gradually evolved towards a higher level, and after countless times of reshaping and sublimation, it finally successfully transformed into a body of laws that carried the breath of the universe!

You know, in the face of the daunting abysses and black holes in this universe, only a body of law that possesses the breath of the universe can fight against them more calmly and with less effort.

Su Mohui's eyes turned cold for a second, and she quickly put away the hairless pen. After quickly and quietly thanking Emperor Wu, she mobilized all the strength in her body, and the protective light curtain around her once again burst into a dazzling red light, like a scorching sun, trying to break through the shackles of this distorted time and space.

The dark forces within the abyss seemed to sense the astonishing transformation in her strength, instantly enraged, their attack intensifying. Condensed into substantial, ferocious black tentacles, they reached out from all directions, claws and fangs bared, fiercely slamming into the protective light curtain.

Every collision made a dull and shocking sound, as if... carrying the determination to not give up until this layer of light curtain was shattered.

This time, Su Mohui showed no fear. Her expression was as calm as water, and the divine power that continuously surged from her palms was like an endless source that would never dry up. While controlling the light curtain to resist the invasion of the dark forces, she drove her body and steadily moved forward.

For the next long moment, Su Mohui maintained a resolute, yet slightly quicker pace within this twisting abyss. She endured countless moments that seemed almost frozen in time, each moment a struggle against unknown dangers and endless darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Mohui finally saw a faint light quietly emerging under the ink-black color at the end of the abyss.

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