jdhmnovel Chapter 818 Taixu Illusion
Chapter 818 Taixu Illusion
The mist of the Guixu Remnant Chapter surged like a living thing, engulfing Yun Yao and the others. Thousands of blood-red lightning bolts exploded above the fishing village. The Tianji Pavilion Master's sinister grin, mixed with the sound of chains breaking through the air, pressed in from all directions: "Think you can buy time by hiding in the Remnant Chapter illusion? The passage to the Three Thousand Divine Realms is about to open. A world without the constraints of Heaven's Way will only fall into eternal chaos!"
Chu Mochen shielded Yun Yao behind him with his backhand, the Hanyuan Sword humming as it shattered a dark blue chain that had penetrated the illusion. However, as he turned, his pupils suddenly constricted—the black mist of the Guixu fragments entwined around Yun Yao was transforming into countless tiny runes, climbing up her sleeves and onto her neck, gleaming eerily silver in the moonlight.
"Be careful! This illusion isn't right!" Chu Mochen's warning was shattered by a sudden burst of intense light. The entire space twisted into a mirror, and countless Yun Yao figures emerged from all directions. Some wielded the Jinghong Sword, beaming with smiles, while others lay covered in blood. In the deepest scene, Fairy Yunhua, her white skirt stained with divine blood, gently placed the shimmering golden fragment into the reincarnation channel.
"Taichu, if there is an afterlife, I want to be an ordinary woman, growing old with you in the mortal world." The fairy's voice in the image was ethereal, gradually overlapping with the hoarse electronic voice of the system in Yun Yao's memory. Yun Yao stumbled and grasped the stone wall, but felt a warmth on her hand—the stone walls, engraved with runes, were actually oozing blood.
"Is this... Fairy Yunhua's memory?" Yun Yao's voice trembled. As her fingertips touched the stone wall, the entire illusion suddenly shook violently, and countless fragments of memory slammed into her sea of consciousness like meteors. A battlefield from a thousand years ago, the despair of being besieged by gods and Buddhas, and that familiar figure in white, who, at the last moment, swung his sword and pierced Fairy Yunhua's chest.
"No!" Yun Yao stepped back abruptly, only to be bumped into a bloody embrace. Chu Mochen's breath, wrapped in scorching heat, enveloped her. The Taichu mark on his chest flickered violently. "Don't be afraid, I'm here." However, before he could finish his words, he suddenly groaned, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Yun Yao then realized that they were surrounded by silver chains that were silently piercing Chu Mochen's shoulder blades. At the edge of the illusion, the Causal Fairy Xiao Cui appeared. The Causal Compass in her hand glowed an eerie red, and each needle pointed to Chu Mochen's vital points.
"Why?" Yun Yao unsheathed her Jinghong sword, but froze in mid-air when she saw Xiao Cui's expression. Tears streamed from her eyes, and the compass was covered in dense golden incantations, forcibly controlling her body. "Master... hurry up..." Xiao Cui's voice broke into sobs. "The Tianji Pavilion has set up... set up... in this illusion..."
Before she could finish her words, Xiao Cui's wrist suddenly twisted into an odd angle, and the compass erupted with blinding light. Chu Mochen's pupils constricted, and he slashed forward with his Cold Abyss Sword, a half-moon of silver, but upon contact, most of its spiritual energy was sucked away. Yun Yao then realized with alarm that the entire illusion's spiritual energy was converging towards the compass, and that Xiao Cui's body was shrunken at a visible rate.
"This is... a causal sacrifice!" The system's voice suddenly sounded, with unprecedented panic, "They want to use Xiao Cui's life to forcibly open the passage to the illusion!" Yun Yao's heart was shocked, and her memory suddenly flashed back to the scene when the fragments of Guixu in the ancient well of the fishing village turned into black mist - at that time, a phantom that was extremely similar to Xiao Cui seemed to flash in the fragments.
"I see..." Yun Yao's eyes suddenly cleared. She suddenly thrust the Jinghong Sword into the ground, pressing her palm against the broken lines on the blade. A surge of spiritual energy flowed through the blade into the illusion, and the entire space began to shake violently. The compass in Xiao Cui's hand hummed under the strain, and the golden spell began to burn her skin in reverse.
"Reverse the cause and effect!" Yun Yao whispered, and the power of the fragments erupted. Xiao Cui's horoscope unfolded before her, and countless scenes flashed by like a revolving lantern: the despair of being sold to the royal palace as a child, the joy of being rescued by Yun Yao, and the cold threat from the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion - if she didn't betray him, the entire fishing village would be engulfed in blood.
"Xiao Cui, look at me!" Yun Yao suddenly grabbed Xiao Cui's shoulders, and the black mist of Guixu Fragments flowed into her body along her fingertips, "You have never been a chess piece! Now, open your eyes and make your own choice!" Xiao Cui's turbid pupils suddenly lit up, she raised her hand tremblingly, and slashed fiercely on the compass.
"Master, take the village chief and the others away!" Dazzling karma fire erupted from Xiao Cui's body, engulfing all the pursuers from Tianji Pavilion. "I, Xiao Cui, am repaying you for saving my life back then!" At the last moment when the flames engulfed her figure, Yun Yao saw a relieved smile bloom on Xiao Cui's lips, just like the maid holding the osmanthus cake many years ago.
"Yun Yao!" Chu Mochen's exclamation interrupted her stunned silence. A spiderweb-like crack had appeared in the illusion's dome at some point, and the figure of the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Secret Pavilion stepped out from the crack. Behind him hovered a massive chessboard of Heavenly Dao, each square ablaze with dark blue flames. The Pavilion Master raised his hand and grasped, and the survivors of the fishing village were suddenly suspended by invisible chains, their screams of pain echoing throughout the illusion.
"Want to save them?" The Pavilion Master's laughter drilled into Yun Yao's ears like a poisonous snake, "Then hand over the fragments of Guixu and the soul of Fairy Yunhua in your body." He spread out his palm, revealing half of a jade pendant engraved with the portrait of Fairy Yunhua - it was the fragment hidden in the system's spirit ring when Yun Yao traveled through time.
Yun Yao dug her nails deep into her palm, and the system's spirit ring suddenly sounded a sharp alarm. Deep in her sea of consciousness, the memories of Fairy Yun Hua and Su Yao began to violently collide, the two forces tearing wildly through the fragments. At this moment, Chu Mochen suddenly grasped her hand and plunged the Hanyuan Sword into the ground.
"Do you remember our agreement?" Chu Mochen's Taichu Mark and Guixu Fragments shone brightly at the same time, "We must survive together and get out of this dead end." His spiritual power poured into Yun Yao's body like a tide. The two fragment powers turned into the Yin-Yang Pisces diagram at the moment of contact, rebounding all the attacks of the Pavilion Master.
However, at this moment, the ground in the illusion suddenly cracked, revealing a deep abyss. The figure of the old village chief fell from the abyss. Yun Yao instinctively leaped down, but was held up in mid-air by a familiar force—a giant hand condensed from the black mist of the Remnant Chapter of Guixu. A sigh of vicissitudes echoed from the black mist: "Young friend, do you remember the promise we made a thousand years ago?"
A sudden image flashed through Yun Yao's mind: a thousand years ago, in Guixu Fishing Village, Fairy Yunhua sat across from the old village chief, a pot of wine on the table. "If the Heavenly Dao ever collapses, I will pass the fragments of Guixu to those destined to receive them." The fairy's voice perfectly matched the sigh in the black mist.
"So... you've been waiting for me all this time." Yun Yao's tears dripped onto the remnant of black mist, and the entire illusion suddenly began to reverse. The abyss transformed into a sea of clouds. The survivors of the fishing village stood safe and sound in the clouds, while the figure of the Pavilion Master of Tianji was trapped in the cracks of the Heavenly Dao chessboard.
"Impossible! This illusion is clearly me..." The Pavilion Master's roar was interrupted by the sudden appearance of golden chains. Yun Yao then realized that the runes throughout the illusion resonated with the fragments of Guixu within her body. At the core of the illusion, a faintly glowing altar floated in the air. In its center lay the stone statues of Fairy Yunhua and the Divine Lord Taichu.
"Dual Chapter Resonance Detected, Host's Realm Breakthrough to the Void Realm, Void Dao Realm!" As the system's notification chimed, Yun Yao felt a surge of immense power surging through her meridians. The Jinghong Sword and the Hanyuan Sword suddenly soared, interweaving in the air to form a dazzling sword net, completely crushing the Pavilion Master's attacks.
Just when everyone thought victory was assured, the illusion suddenly twisted again. The Pavilion Master's figure vanished into the cracks of the chessboard, replaced by countless fragments of the Heavenly Dao chessboard, each reflecting a different future—in one scene, Yun Yao transformed into the Heavenly Dao, stripped of all emotion; in another, Chu Mochen perished protecting her, plunging the world into eternal darkness.
"Is this... the long river of fate?" Yun Yao's voice trembled. She finally understood that the truly terrifying power of the Tianji Pavilion wasn't its power, but its control over the future. Those seemingly accidental pursuits and betrayals were all carefully planned chess games, designed to push her towards a predetermined outcome.
"Yun Yao, don't believe these illusions!" Chu Mochen's voice penetrated the fog, and his primordial mark and Yun Yao's fragmented power formed a bridge of light. "Our destiny should never be written by others!" His spiritual power surged in the light bridge, shattering all the fragments of fate one by one.
As the last fragment vanished, Yun Yao felt the remaining power within her completely merge. Her chaotic Dao body began to circulate spontaneously, sketching new runes in the void. The stone statue within the illusion suddenly glowed, and the shadowy figures of Fairy Yunhua and the Divine Lord of Primordial Beginning emerged from the stone statue, gently placing their hands on Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's shoulders.
"The road ahead is difficult, but you have already walked out your own path." Fairy Yunhua's voice was filled with relief that spanned thousands of years. "Remember, the true way of heaven is never on the chessboard." The moment the shadow dissipated, the entire Taixu illusory world turned into starlight and merged into Yun Yao's sea of consciousness.
When Yun Yao opened her eyes again, they were back in the real fishing village. The moonlight was still gentle, and the sea was shimmering with tiny silver glints, as if everything had just been a dream. But Yun Yao knew that from this moment on, her and Chu Mochen's fate would truly be in her own hands. And deep in her sea of consciousness, the fragments of Guixu echoed with other fragments, awaiting the next thrilling adventure.