jdhmnovel Chapter 945 Twin Legends
Chapter 945 Twin Legends
Yun Yao stood before the white jade steps of the Twin Temple, her fingertips tracing the gilded stele inscribed with the laws of the Lan Realm. The morning mist, woven with the delicate fragrance of spiritual plants, drifted over her skirt. In the distance, the sounds of children chasing and playing drifted in the distance—these were the newly admitted students of the Karma Academy founded by Liu Yan'er, practicing the art of deducing cause and effect. The wind swept across the stele, casting a hazy glow over the characters "Yun Yao." In a trance, she seemed to see her own frail, stubborn figure on the mottled bluestone slabs of the inner courtyard of the palace, when she first arrived in the world of cultivation.
"What are you thinking about?" A familiar aura enveloped her, and Chu Mochen's dark robe brushed against her falling hair. He raised his hand to catch a falling cherry blossom. It was a species Yun Yao had brought from Earth, and now it had blossomed into a crimson cloud in the temple's backyard. The petals reflected the silver hair at his temples, and he seemed to be much softer than the cold and stern look he had when they first met.
Yun Yao chuckled and turned to lean into his arms: "I was wondering, what expression would Lin Yue, who was bullied back then, have if she knew that one day she would become the one in charge of the Heavenly Dao?" Before she finished speaking, a rapid bell rang from the direction of the temple, and twelve golden lights shot up into the sky, outlining the shadows of the Twin Heavenly Daos in the sky - that was the highest warning that would be triggered when the Lan Realm encountered a crisis.
Chu Mochen's expression instantly froze, his sword already half an inch from its sheath. "It's a fluctuation in spacetime, an outsider forcibly tearing space apart." As soon as he finished speaking, the entire temple trembled violently, and the ground cracked into spiderweb-like patterns. Yun Yao's pupils shrank suddenly. The gray mist seeping from those cracks clearly carried the remnant of the Void Heavenly Dao!
"Protect the Heart of the Realm!" Yun Yao raised her hand and summoned the Heavenly Dao Compass. The Book of Laws transformed into a stream of light and sank into the ground. Just then, a familiar figure emerged from the mist—it was Liu Yan'er, who had disappeared for a century! A chaotic aura enveloped her, but the moment she approached Yun Yao, she was burned by the Law of Will, and wisps of green smoke rose from her snow-white robes.
"Yun Yao, run away!" Liu Yan'er's voice was hoarse as torn silk. The mark of the Void Heavenly Dao appeared in her left eye, but she still struggled to push the wooden box in her arms towards Yun Yao, "The conspiracy of the Chaos Sea... they want... ah!" Before she finished speaking, she was swallowed by the gray fog, leaving only the wooden box falling at Yun Yao's feet.
Chu Mochen swung his sword to cut through the approaching gray fog, only to see more cracks open in the sky. Dozens of figures stepped out, the leader clad in gilded armor, his forehead inlaid with the star symbol of a divine enforcer. When that figure removed his mask, Yun Yao's blood nearly froze—it was Alang, the young fishing village boy she had fought so hard to save in her first reincarnation, now staring at her with strange, cold eyes.
"Daughter of Hongmeng, your very existence is a blasphemy against the order of heaven." Alang raised his hand, and the laws of the divine realm transformed into chains that wrapped around him. He actually ignored Yun Yao's cultivation in the Rule Realm and suppressed her power to the level of the Divine Transformation Realm. "Hand over the Origin of the Lan Realm obediently, and perhaps I can spare your body."
Yun Yao felt the fear of her people surge like a tide. Looking up, she saw the temple's dome collapsing. At this crucial moment, countless forces of faith converged from across the Lan Realm, forming a dazzling curtain of light behind her. Familiar faces emerged from those points of light: Xiao Cui tremblingly raised her Life Staff, the cultivators of the Tempering Body Sect withered with their flesh and blood to resist the gray fog, and even former enemies fought to protect this new world.
"I see..." Yun Yao suddenly chuckled, tears welling in her eyes. She reached out and touched the light curtain, and the power of faith surged into her palm like a living being, merging with the primordial purple energy, the void chaos, and the anti-heavenly laws within her body. Alang's face suddenly changed. The divine laws he was so proud of shattered like thin paper before this new power.
"Do you think that you can dominate everything by controlling the way of heaven?" Yun Yao's body was surrounded by seven-colored light, and the shadows of the twin ways of heaven and the chaotic sea appeared behind her. "But the real way is to let every life choose its own path!" Her fingertips passed through the void, and the book of laws of Lanjie automatically turned to a new chapter. The chaotic aura that overflowed from all the cracks suddenly rolled back, trapping the time and space hunters inside.
Cracks appeared on Alang's armor. He looked at Yun Yao in horror: "This is impossible... How can you control four kinds of original power at the same time?!"
"Because this is not an accumulation of power." Yun Yao's voice was gentle but firm. She raised her hand and summoned Chu Mochen's sword, injecting the power of faith into it, "but a will forged by thousands of lives." As the sword was swung out, a sword energy containing cause and effect, willpower, primordial chaos, and nothingness broke through the air. The attacks of the time and space hunters completely dissipated the moment they touched the sword energy.
At that moment, Liu Yan'er suddenly burst from the gray mist, the mark on her left eye purified by the Law of Will. She slammed the wooden box to the ground, and countless fragments of memory flooded into Yun Yao's sea of consciousness—the rulers of the Chaos Sea had long since awakened, plotting to devour all new worlds, and the Lan Realm was their greatest threat. Even more alarming was that Alang was merely a pitiful being under the spell of the Heavenly Dao Puppet Curse, his consciousness already eroded by the Chaos Sea.
"I'm sorry..." Alang's chains suddenly broke. He looked at his bloody hands, and his eyes regained clarity. "Lord Yun Yao, I... I volunteer to be your sword!" Before he finished speaking, he turned into a stream of light and sank into the sword. The sword body suddenly burst into unprecedented light.
Yun Yao gripped her sword tightly, sensing Alang's lingering will coursing through it. She and Chu Mochen exchanged glances, simultaneously unleashing their twin heavenly powers. Above the temple, two figures gradually overlapped, forming a being beyond the laws of nature. The chaotic aura melted before them like ice and snow, and all cracks began to heal.
When the last wisp of gray mist dissipated, the Lan Realm returned to peace. Yun Yao placed her sword in front of the temple, and Alang's face appeared on the blade—he was finally protecting this world in a different way. Liu Yan'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and snorted proudly, "Don't think I owe you a favor just because of this. I just don't want the Chaos Sea to ruin my 'Lan Realm Stories'!"
As the sun set, cherry blossoms began to fall again. Yun Yao leaned on Chu Mochen's shoulder, watching his people celebrate their victory in the temple square. The Lan Realm's book of laws automatically recorded all of this, quietly adding a new chapter beneath the names of "Yun Yao" and "Chu Mochen": "With willpower as their soul, and affection as their bones, the twin paths of heaven join hands, ultimately becoming an eternal legend."
And deep within the Chaos Sea, a pair of scarlet eyes opened. A deep voice sneered, "Interesting, truly interesting... It seems this game is getting more and more interesting."
The wind swept across the eaves of the temple, carrying unknown challenges and hopes to every corner of the Lan Realm. Yun Yao held Chu Mochen's hand tightly, knowing that this was not the end, but a new beginning.