jdhmnovel Chapter 594: Fire... The fire has... Burned...
Chapter 594: Fire... The fire has... Burned...
On the huge screen in the city's central square, Xuanyuan Shaoze's endorsement advertisement was playing in a loop:
"XX milk tea, divinely certified! Number one sales in the great country of Fusang!"
Su Mohui looked at the advertisement where Xuanyuan was holding a teacup seriously, and her eyebrows subconsciously raised. But when her eyes locked onto Xuanyuan Shaoze's face, who occupied half of the advertisement, they suddenly stopped at the depths of his eyes!
There, there is a tiny countdown!
Her pupils suddenly contracted! When the system reminded her to stop Qi Mo, the speed of the expansion of the Xuyuan rift it gave was exactly the same as this countdown!
"So, you predicted my plan." She felt a tightness in her throat, a hint of weakness, as if she had seen through Xuanyuan's plan. "You hid the fragment of your godhead on the back of the mirror... You wanted to sacrifice yourself in my place, using the 'Ode to Destiny' as a key..."
On the desolate planet, Emperor Chiyan watched the suddenly interrupted call and tried his best to maintain the Flame Dragon. "Quick! Use the glass cup! Pour it on the jade mirror. Maybe it can temporarily block... or neutralize the pollution!"
Qi Mo didn't hesitate, grabbing the seemingly empty glass cup. Strangely enough, as his hand tightened around the cup again, a faint resonance, emanating from Xuanyuan Shaoze's godhead, emanated from its base, as if responding to him.
He no longer hesitated and threw the glass cup hard at the mirror that was constantly spewing out gray mist!
“Ding—Pa—”
When a clear crashing sound was heard, the glass lamp broke through the gray fog and hit the largest crack in the center of the mirror accurately, and then shattered.
The almost invisible silver-white liquid remaining in the glass cup evaporated in an instant, turning into a hazy mist with a scent of cool moonlight, which violently entangled with the surging gray-white mist.
“Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—”
When two energies of completely opposite nature collide violently, a harsh sound is emitted, and then they begin to try to annihilate each other.
At this moment, the bronze jade mirror suddenly trembled violently, and the humming sound suddenly turned into a painful wail! Even the cracks on the mirror seemed to come alive, beginning to twist and spread wildly!
At this moment of extreme chaos, Qi Mo and Emperor Chi Yan felt a sharp pain in their hearts at the same time. The divine bonds of the Five Heavenly Emperors resonated at this moment, causing Qi Mo's pupils to tremble.
In the center of the fading light, deep in the violently distorted cracks of the mirror, he saw Xuanyuan Shaoze's reflection again!
This time, it was no longer a blurry figure. Qi Mo saw Shaoze facing him...
That face, still full of vigor and spirit even after ten thousand years, now had only the paleness of jade and the weariness that penetrated deep into his bones. And at the corner of his mouth, there was a hint of... relief? Or a resolute smile?
Shaoze's lips opened and closed silently, as if he was saying something.
Qi Mo and Emperor Chi Yan stared at his mouth shape, and the moment they recognized the silent words, their hearts skipped a beat at the same time, almost stopping beating.
"The fire... has been lit..."
The next second, the two watched as Xuanyuan Shaoze's shadow suddenly opened his arms, as if he was hugging something, or as if he was sacrificing himself completely!
His entire figure transformed into a golden flame that was extremely bright and tragic, and slammed into the center of the annihilation energy explosion!
"Boom——!!!"
A resounding explosion shook the entire desolate planet! The entire Guanghan Palace, along with the moon, began to shake violently! More violently than ever before!
In the blinding golden light, Qi Mo watched as the bronze jade mirror was completely shattered into dust! Along with the tangled gray fog and moonlight mist, they were forcibly pushed back into the depths of the void rift by the self-destructive power derived from Xuanyuan Shaoze's final soul source!
The aftermath of the explosion sent Qi Mo and Emperor Chi Yan flying, crashing heavily into the temple pillars. Smoke and dust filled the air, and violent energy currents raged through the temple.
When everything calmed down a little, Qi Mo coughed up blood and struggled to raise his head.
Where the jade mirror was, there was only a bottomless hole with charred edges. Strands of dangerous spatial turbulence spread out from it, making a dangerous hissing sound.
The polluted aura disappeared, but along with it, the last trace of Xuanyuan Shaoze's existence also disappeared.
However, the coordinates of the Netherworld Core carved by Su Mohui played the role that Xuanyuan Shaoze had expected at this moment—
The tainted aura had indeed vanished, but in its place was a purer, colder... nothingness. It was as if a piece of the world's flesh had just been forcibly ripped out of it.
On the ground, the half of the jade pendant with the word "Xuan" stained with fresh blood had long disappeared. Now, lying quietly in the scorch marks at the edge of the hole was the other half of the jade pendant engraved with the word "Yuan".
The bloodstains on the jade pendant...had long since dried and solidified, no longer having any luster, like an ordinary abandoned stone.
The "anchor point"....disappeared.
The flame...is lit.
But is it the fire of hope that is ignited, or the final catastrophe that will burn everything?
Qi Mo stared into the deep void, a vast, indescribable feeling of emptiness and a chilling foreboding enveloping him. Shaoze's final lip movements before he transformed into flames, the words "the fire has been ignited," like a red-hot iron, seared repeatedly and fiercely into the depths of his soul.
It brings...extreme pain.
The distant Moon Tide Spirit suddenly quieted down, and the fragments of "Ode to Heaven's Mandate" floated out from the void, mixed with a hint of burnt smell, very much like the smoke after the war ten thousand years ago.
The real storm has just begun.
"Cough..." Qi Mo struggled to stand up. Every breath brought a sharp pain in his chest, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had not yet dried. He stared at the empty space, sensing the heart-pounding instability emanating from it.
The fuel is gone, the ignition is gone, so what is it that is ignited?
"Chi...Yan," his voice was hoarse, filled with fatigue and deeper uneasiness after surviving the disaster, "the anchor point disappeared...the flame was lit...what will happen next?" He urgently needed an answer, even if it was the worst answer.
Emperor Chiyan did not answer immediately. He let out a long breath and slowly stood up with the long sword transformed from a fire whip. The flame aura lingering around him seemed to have subsided a little, no longer violently scorching, but settled into a lava-like solemnity.
He walked step by step toward the edge of the charred hole, his boots resounding heavily on the moonstone floor. He lowered his head, his eyes blazing as he surveyed the bottomless darkness, then glanced at the dead half of the "Yuan" jade pendant lying on the ground.
"The anchor point...disappeared?"