Chapter Index

    At the same moment.

    Everyone standing outside the pavilion moved their expressions in unison.

    They pulled out their communicators, and Kunlun’s voice rang out:

    “Evacuate everyone!”

    “Song Qingyun can alter memories, remember that!”

    Everyone immediately dispersed, fleeing into the distance.

    Song Qingyun was sent flying into the air by that move, and upon seeing the fire phoenix, her face completely changed.

    Following the fire phoenix, she also saw Shen Ye.

    —Shen Ye stood perfectly unharmed beside her sister.

    “You’re not dead?”

    She couldn’t help but ask.

    “Are you out of your mind?” Shen Ye shrugged, “I’m standing here perfectly fine, so of course I’m not dead.”

    Song Qingyun immediately raised the long saber in her hand and chanted a spell.

    A powerful energy wave emanated from the saber, transforming into a thousand shadows, as if it could strike at any moment.

    “I killed so many people, and in the end, I found out she still cared about you—damn it!”

    Before she finished speaking.

    The saber was about to strike.

    But the flaming whip struck first, across the long sky, letting out a thunderous roar.

    Song Qingyun raised her saber to block.

    But how could a single saber block a whip?

    The flaming whip seemed to come alive, striking the edge of the saber, then following through with a “snap” that landed heavily on Song Qingyun.

    —No!

    The whip did not hit Song Qingyun!

    At the last moment, from within the palace pavilion, a figure soared into the air, landing directly in front of Song Qingyun and blocking the whip.

    Whoosh—Pah—

    That person was struck by the whip, their body exploded, and they died on the spot.

    This seemed like an overture.

    In the main hall of the Song family palace, countless professionals swarmed out.

    —The thirty-six aristocratic families’ patriarchs, and the experts under their command!

    Everyone formed a defensive formation in mid-air.

    Boom!

    Despite an expert blocking the whip with their body, Song Qingyun was still hit by the force of the whip, flying backward and crashing into the defensive formation, knocking all those professional experts flying and scattering them.

    Song Qingyun was unharmed.

    She stood in mid-air, looking at the flying fire phoenix and said:

    “Sister, what method did you use to make it recognize you as its master!”

    “Sister, it’s all over, don’t fight me anymore!” Song Yinchen shouted loudly.

    “Over? It’s still early. Only when I kill you and make that chaotic spiritual light recognize me as its master will everything truly begin!” Song Qingyun said.

    She pointed her long saber at Song Yinchen.

    The thirty-six aristocratic families, hundreds of experts, all sprang into action.

    Such a powerful force directly caused the onlookers to retreat even further.

    Evil gods, control, chaotic spiritual light.

    Any one of these three things could lead to disaster!

    Not to mention, Song Qingyun was also controlling hundreds of powerful professionals—

    This power was strong enough to crush an entire major force!

    The fire phoenix flew high into the sky, opened its mouth, and let out a giggle:

    “Use that move.”

    “But… these people…” Song Yinchen hesitated.

    “I’ll use the Southern Ming Li Fire, specializing in attacking souls, crippling them without killing them—otherwise, they’ll be devoured by the evil god’s contract on them.” The fire phoenix spoke quickly and excitedly.

    “Okay!”

    Song Yinchen glanced at Shen Ye uneasily, and whispered: “This move of mine will integrate with the spiritual light, Brother Shen Ye, I’ll send you first—”

    “No need, I have that motorcycle, you go ahead and do what you need to do.” Shen Ye said.

    Song Yinchen’s brows relaxed, and she formed a spell seal with her hands.

    In that instant.

    She and the fire phoenix merged into one.

    The fire phoenix grew vibrant, real feathers all over its body, and its flames turned purple, looking incomparably noble.

    —Chaotic Spiritual Light: Vermilion Bird Form!

    Shen Ye jumped off the back of the Vermilion Bird, floating in the wind high in the sky.

    The Vermilion Bird glanced at him, and seeing that he was indeed safe, it let out a clear cry and swooped down.

    For a moment.

    Heaven and earth turned dark.

    Those powerful professionals released various attacks, striking the Vermilion Bird.

    However, it was useless.

    Those offensive spells could not even inflict any damage on the Vermilion Bird.

    It spread its wings, wreathed in endless purple flames, and instantly swept through everyone’s bodies.

    Purple flames covered the sky, completely obscuring the entire city of Zhongzhou.

    Southern Ming Li Fire!

    —This is the legendary divine fire that purifies evil!

    The professionals of the thirty-six aristocratic families first froze in place, then all burst into screams.

    They tumbled to the ground, gradually disappearing from the floating island.

    —The evil god’s contract seals on them, along with all their power, were burned away by the Southern Ming Li Fire!

    At this moment, these professionals were like cripples, no longer able to remain in the Dharma Realm.

    Fortunately, they finally survived!

    Who knew that at this moment, an unexpected change occurred—

    Song Yinchen seemed to sense something, her face changed, and she shrieked:

    “Brother Shen Ye!”

    She manipulated that wisp of spiritual light, turning back into the Vermilion Bird, and swiftly flew towards the depths of the sky.

    —But it was too late!

    Song Qingyun appeared behind Shen Ye, and snorted lightly: “Too naive, my sister, you can kill as many professionals as you want, but I only need to kill him—”

    “Then you’ll all die.”

    The long saber thrust out.

    Shen Ye found himself unable to move.

    On the opponent’s saber, nine vertical pupils opened, and he couldn’t even move a single finger.

    Was he really going to die here?

    A light appeared on the ring.

    The Big Skeleton couldn’t help but want to emerge, but found that Shen Ye had already activated his ability one step earlier.

    “Door!”

    The tip of the saber—

    Stopped an inch from Shen Ye’s back.

    —But it didn’t just stop.

    The saber entered Shen Ye’s back, but did not emerge from his chest.

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    There was a door behind him!

    That saber pierced through the door, entering the underground passage of the nightmare world, causing no harm to Shen Ye!

    With this opportunity.

    The Vermilion Bird had already arrived.

    Wrapped in raging purple flames, the Vermilion Bird soared into the sky, embracing the two of them.

    Shen Ye was carried away by a pair of small hands.

    Song Qingyun was bathed in purple flames, burning incessantly.

    “Sister!”

    The girl holding Shen Ye shouted.

    “Never.” Song Qingyun retracted her saber, glancing at Shen Ye in surprise, allowing the flames to burn her body, her expression cold and deranged.

    The next second.

    The nine vertical pupil giant snakes behind Song Qingyun simultaneously opened their eyes—

    Hum!!!

    A magnificent invisible wave of sound condensed and erupted from Song Qingyun’s body.

    “Hahahaha,” she laughed wildly, “with the power of nine gods, I can make everyone remember—”

    “The one who truly sided with the otherworldly gods was you, not me!”

    A black qi enveloped the entire sky, covering the floating island and even the entire city of Zhongzhou, and then quickly spread in all directions.

    “Chaos spiritual light, why don’t you come with me! I’ll kill her right now!”

    Song Qingyun raised her hand—

    But the next second, to everyone’s surprise, something unexpected happened.

    Song Qingyun raised her hand, then lowered it again.

    She spoke:

    “Chaos spiritual light, why don’t you come with me! I’ll kill her right now!

    She raised her hand after saying that.

    Then lowered it.

    “Chaos spiritual light, why don’t you come with me! I’ll kill her right now!”

    Raised hand, lowered hand.

    Repeating this sentence again.

    This scene appeared perfectly normal, without any

    of the roar of magic, brilliant techniques, or miraculous moves.

    She was like a tireless puppet, only mechanically and stiffly repeating a single sentence.

    —Making people shiver involuntarily.

    Shen Ye subconsciously looked at Song Yinchen.

    A helpless sadness appeared on Song Yinchen’s pure and ethereal face.

    She formed a seal with her hands, her lips tightly pressed, and softly uttered a single word:

    “Transform.”

    Transform?

    What did “transform” mean?

    Everyone was puzzled.

    An unexpected change occurred—

    But behind her, that wisp of chaotic spiritual light quietly emerged, transforming into a line, connected from head to tail, forming a circle, gently resting behind her shoulders.

    —It looked utterly unremarkable.

    The voice of the chaotic spiritual light suddenly sounded:

    “I chose your sister, not you, because once she passes the test, her talent will immediately surpass yours by ten thousand times.”

    The next moment.

    This circular line suddenly burst forth with a kaleidoscopic glow, evolving into the Two Principles in the universe—

    The Two Principles transformed into a complete black and white Tai Chi.

    Beyond this circle, it further evolved into the Three Powers, which are Heaven, Earth, and Man; this was the second realm of manifestation;

    Beyond the Three Powers were the Four Symbols, representing East, West, South, and North. The Four Sacred Beasts: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, took auspicious forms, each occupying a cardinal direction;

    The Four Symbols connected to the Five Elements, which are Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth; this was another realm of manifestation;

    The Five Elements begot the Six Harmonies, the Six Harmonies summoned the Seven Stars, beyond the Seven Stars were the Eight Trigrams, the Eight Trigrams then transformed into the Nine Palaces, and finally culminated in the Ten Directions.

    From two to ten, the number is nine.

    Nine into one.

    A wisp of spiritual light transformed into a vast universe, and all things came into being, the heavens and earth shining brightly.

    Among the five great Aristocratic families observing below.

    A white-haired old man suddenly burst into tears, wailing:

    “The Chaos Manifestation…”

    “This is the Chaos Manifestation that hasn’t appeared for a thousand years!”

    “Indeed,” another family head chimed in, “I never thought I’d live to see such a profound evolution of the Great Dao. I can die content, I can die content!”

    Shen Ye was also a little lost in thought.

    Isn’t the Chaotic Spiritual Light an artifact?

    Why can it still manifest a Dharma image? And such a powerful one?

    Damn it, being uncultured means not understanding anything.

    Looks like I still need to go to high school.

    In mid-air.

    With this Chaos Manifestation, Song Yinchen’s aura continued to climb, completely overpowering Song Qingyun.

    —The nine phantom evil gods were completely insignificant before the Chaos Manifestation!

    Therefore—

    Song Qingyun was restrained.

    She could alter others’ memories, which was indeed powerful, but her sister’s innate ability was to activate memories!

    At this moment, Song Qingyun’s memories of those few seconds were activated.

    Constantly resetting.

    Constantly resetting.

    Constantly resetting.

    —She was utterly powerless to resist, she had lost!

    “Sister.”

    Song Yinchen’s voice rang out.

    She leaped into the air, transforming into a fiery phoenix, flying across the sky, and gently embraced Song Qingyun.

    “Do you remember when we were little, before either of us awakened our talents, and you used to protect me every day?”

    For a moment.

    Song Qingyun seemed to regain her senses.

    Feeling her sister’s embrace, a glimmer of sorrow flickered in her eyes:

    “If only we were just a pair of butterflies, how wonderful that would be. But alas, we are human—sister, humans are a collection of all ugliness, just like father.”

    Song Yinchen sighed.

    Her body’s flames surged like a waterfall, burning away Song Qingyun’s body in an instant.

    The chaotic Dharma image hovering behind Song Yinchen suddenly cried out:

    “Be careful! She’s deliberately stalling for time!”

    “Your crazy sister isn’t dead! She’s not dead!”

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