National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

Xiaoguang looked silent, but his eyes revealed a feeble hope. He endured the pain of his body collapsing and carefully inserted the key into the bacterial lockhole on Su Mohui's abdomen. It seemed that an endless resonance across time and space was triggered. The clear sound of chimes rang out in 180,000 parallel universes at the same time. The sound was melodious and solemn, announcing the end of an era.

A miracle happened. The gears of the Mechanical Buddha Kingdom stopped turning and made a dull roar, as if putting an end to this long dispute.

The probability clouds of the quantum ocean began to collapse, gradually returning to calm, as if the mysterious power had been resealed. The clacking of gears on the steampunk planet also transformed into a melodious Buddhist chant, as if celebrating the joy of victory.

The Cthulhu spores of the twelve universes began to dissolve in reverse, and the mycelium network curled up into a huge cocoon under the burning of the bronze flame, as if nurturing a new hope.

"Sister, do you know what Guixu is?" Xiaoguang's voice suddenly sounded. The voice seemed to float from the depths of time, old and deep, with a sense of heaviness that penetrated time and space.

Su Mohui looked up and saw the imperial crown of Emperor Zhuanxu slowly emerging from Xiaoguang's white hair. The pearls and jade on the crown swayed, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

At the same time, Xiao Guang's aura suddenly changed dramatically. The youthful, clear temperament faded, replaced by the majestic and profound aura of a superior.

Su Mohui instantly understood that this was a bonus bestowed upon him by the Northern Emperor Zhuanxu. She recalled Zhuanxu's seemingly inexplicable praise of Xiaoguang back in the Fated Space. Now it seemed that this was actually an invisible yet powerful bonus from the Spirit of Words.

This was completely different from the Word Spirit bonuses that Su Mohui had previously encountered. Zhuanxu's bonus was to integrate a trace of his own Great Emperor power into the Xiaoguang Causal Line without reservation.

Even if it is a god, when he arbitrarily modifies someone's causal line, this power will become a double-edged sword!

When they are in desperate situation, this trace of the emperor's power will be like the final hammer, able to smash the darkness to create a breakthrough and bring hope of life.

However, when everything goes exceptionally well, this force may turn into nutrients that accelerate corrosion and become a crisis hidden in the dark.

Xiao Guang in front of her smiled gently at Su Mohui, with a hint of mystery and certainty in her smile, "In the past, in reincarnation, my sister always said that I couldn't learn puppetry..."

He stretched out his hand like a child who wanted to be praised. The silver threads flowing through his fingertips seemed to have life, rapidly interweaving and entwining, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into the appearance of the River Map and Luo Shu.

The River Map and Luo Shu emanated a mysterious and profound light, its lines seemingly imbued with the profound principles of heaven and earth, mysterious and unfathomable. Guided by this light, Su Mohui's mycelium incarnation drifted uncontrollably towards the collapsing pith of the sacred tree.

At the same time, where the previous clone had just disappeared, Xiao Guang's shattered soul quietly emerged. Like a wisp of misty green smoke, the soul slowly emerged from the keyhole in Su Mohui's abdomen, lingering around.

The ends of his white hair were still entwined with the growth rings of the sacred tree, each ring recording the vicissitudes of time. Now intertwined with Xiaoguang's residual soul, it added a touch of mystery and strangeness. As the residual soul emerged, Xiaoguang's pale figure gradually solidified, and the two began to slowly merge.

"Look, sister, I learned it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the moment the fusion was completed, Xiaoguang suddenly stretched out his hand, and a silver thread as thick as a bamboo suddenly burst out, with an indomitable momentum, pressing directly on the Cthulhu flower on the heart of the mycelium Su Mohui.

In an instant, the Netherworld Fire that was originally burning fiercely suddenly swelled up, and the flames shot up into the sky. The color unexpectedly changed from dark blue to turquoise gold. The light was so dazzling that it instantly dispelled the surrounding darkness.

Seeing this, Su Mohui blinked her eyes violently, her heart filled with shock!

She never expected that this was not an ordinary flame of rebirth, but the fire of Guixu that was tempered by the essence and blood of tens of thousands of gods that Beidi Zhuanxu had spent countless efforts to collect when he was in the destined space!

This Guixu fire contains a powerful and ancient force, and is also the crystallization of the will of the gods. It can burn all evil and falsehood!

The Great Northern Emperor Zhuanxu actually had another trick up his sleeve—

Back then, the gods chose reincarnation to use their own strength to suppress and eliminate the forces of resentment and maintain balance in the world. Now, the Guixu Fire, formed from the essence and blood of tens of thousands of gods, can also suppress and eliminate the restraining force that creates the cycle of illusion and brings chaos to the world!

At this point, the mycelium Su Mo Hui completely dissipated within the sacred tree, and the surrounding scene collapsed. It was as if a mysterious force was driving everything forward, moving everything towards the ultimate truth and redemption.

Su Mohui's red lips opened and closed slightly, and she wanted to say something, but she was speechless for a moment. Her throat seemed to be choked by something and she couldn't say anything.

In this collapsing chaos, the surrounding space and time seemed to have fallen into a vortex of disorder. Su Mohui subconsciously used the power of the Rebirth Mirror to try to find a clue from the power of the emperor.

In an instant, Su Mohui's consciousness was pulled by a force, and she actually saw Zhuanxu's memory!

During the time before Zhuanxu fell into a deep sleep, he and the Southern Emperor stumbled upon a puppet core, born from the very nature of heaven and earth. The puppet core emanated a warm and mysterious luster, seemingly containing endless mysteries.

However, the Southern Emperor had little interest in this kind of thing, so the puppet core was kept safely by Zhuanxu.

But somewhere in the dark, there seemed to be a mysterious force guiding Zhuanxu. When his own spiritual power overflowed, he inexplicably injected a small amount of his spiritual power into this puppet core.

After that, by chance, Zhuanxu used the power of reincarnation of the Lord of the Netherworld Palace to nurture the puppet core for more than 100,000 years.

As the saying goes, "One day in heaven is one year on earth." Before the gods entered the cycle of reincarnation, Zhuanxu had already fallen into a deep sleep for decades.

During these long and lonely years, the auras of the Three Pure Ones vanished from the world like candlelight in the wind, leaving no trace. Even the Lord of the Netherworld, with his powerful Rebirth Mirror, found it difficult to detect any trace of them.

Until one day, the Nameless God descended with a milky white halo emitting a soft glow. From then on, the Three Pure Ones' attention was completely drawn to him. They no longer wandered out of that world at will, but instead settled down in peace.

They gathered together all day, seemingly concentrating on studying the halo and the use of the puppet core, their eyes revealing unprecedented concentration and curiosity.