"Click--!"
The crimson crystals covering the towering demonic hand condensed into a thin layer of frost-white amidst the phoenix's cry. The terrifying movement, capable of Split Stars, momentarily stunned the senses, causing a brief pause!
For ordinary people, this is just a fleeting moment, barely enough time to blink.
But for Xiao Han, this was... the entire world!
"Now!"
His eyes were bloodshot and swollen, not from madness, but from the extreme calm that came after all reason and emotion had been burned and boiled. He had no time for joy, no time for thought; his body's instincts and his soul's resolve reached a perfect unity at this moment.
His divine sense transformed into a bolt of lightning that tore through the heavens and earth, exploding simultaneously in the minds of Lin Qingxia and Mei'er:
"Qingxia, use the power of your frozen life to help me! Mei'er, guide the energy; I will use my body to be their bridge!"
"Good!"
Lin Qingxia responded without the slightest hesitation. Her long, snow-white hair moved without wind, and a poignant yet resolute smile curved her lips. She transformed the last vestiges of her burning life force, that fading emerald glow, into a dazzling torrent of life, pouring it unreservedly into Xiao Han's back!
In an instant, Xiao Han felt as if his parched meridians had been infused with an ancient divine spring, and his body, on the verge of collapse, was forcibly supported by a warm and powerful force.
"Open it for me...!"
He let out a roar that was suppressed to the extreme. All the power in his body—the domineering power of the Eternal Night Emperor Body, the soul evil of the Myriad Souls Battle Body, and the destructive power of the Netherworld Chaos Dragon Flame —was forcibly mixed with the creative power injected by Lin Qingxia and poured into his bloody and mangled right fist!
His fist, on one side, radiates the Netherworld Chaos Dragon Flames that incinerate all things, and on the other, it is imbued with the vibrant life force of ice. Destruction and creation, these two diametrically opposed extreme forces, have formed a contradictory yet perfectly harmonious miniature star on the tip of his fist!
The next moment, Xiao Han's body, like a cannonball, crashed into the temporarily frozen Sky-Piercing Demon Hand!
Boom--!
It was like the very first collision at the beginning of the universe!
That seemingly indestructible demonic hand was blasted open by this punch, revealing a dense web of cracks! The violent resentment of the Asura Ancestor, like the most vicious maggot clinging to the bone, retaliated wildly along the fist's edge, instantly corroding Xiao Han's right arm until the flesh melted away, revealing the stark white bones, which even groaned under the unbearable weight.
The excruciating pain was overwhelming, enough to instantly annihilate even the Martial Emperor.
But Xiao Han's gaze did not waver in the slightest. Instead of retreating, he took advantage of the moment the crack spread and thrust his right arm, which was almost nothing but bone, deep into the crack!
Target: the faint white light at the bottom of the Soul Spring!
Got him!
The moment the finger bone touched the "Seed of Order," a pure, cold power containing supreme laws flowed through the entire body.
Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Han had no intention of absorbing it to repair himself. He used his severely injured body as a base to become a crazed converter!
"Come!!"
He roared to the sky, frantically drawing power from the Seed of Order, letting that supreme law wash over and tear apart his already damaged meridians. Then, in an unreasonable manner, he violently poured it into the Soul-Weaving Cocoon on his back, which was connected to his bloodline!
This is no longer a bridge, but a sacrifice! It is using one's own body as a furnace to forcibly forge divine weapons!
In an instant, a divine light of three colors, indescribable in words, shot into the sky from the Soul-Weaving Cocoon!
That was the pure white of the Seed of Order, the emerald green of Lin Qingxia's life essence, and the dark purple of Su Linglong and Mei'er's soul power!
The three-colored divine light intertwined and merged in the air, eventually transforming into a Heavenly Punishment Spear that tore the heavens and earth apart. With supreme power to purify and reshape everything, it changed direction and shot into the abyss with unparalleled precision, piercing straight into the Asura Progenitor's Heart!
"Roar--!"
A roar filled with endless pain, horror, and rage came from the deepest part of the earth. The sound was no longer the oppressive and mocking one before, but a real scream of agony!
The entire Asura Blood Sea, and even the surrounding endless star field, trembled violently!
Rumble...
The towering demonic hand, the moment the three-colored divine spear pierced the earth's core, began to disintegrate inch by inch from its fingertips, eventually turning into countless ashes and vanishing into nothingness.
The island's riot, with its destructive aura, came to an abrupt halt at that moment. The blood-red malevolent energy receded like a tide, and the land covered by the demonic vines once again blossomed with ghostly blue light.
The seal, far from being broken, remained intact.
Instead, under the illumination of that tricolored divine light, the three forces of sorrow, resentment, and Order formed a new, more stable, and mutually restraining dynamic balance.
"We did it... Oh my god, we did it!" Mei'er's voice trembled with the ecstasy of someone who had survived a catastrophe. "That girl's soul... not only was it saved, but it's also being reshaped by this new power! It's purer and stronger than before!"
The Soul-Weaving Cocoon shed all its violent demonic energy, hovering in mid-air, radiating a soft and holy light, like a newborn sun.
The crisis is over.
But the hero who created this miracle could no longer hold on.
"Thump."
Xiao Han collapsed, exhausted. His right arm was reduced to a charred skeleton, with faint chaotic dragon flames flickering between the bones, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.
Not far away, Lin Qingxia also quietly fainted, her body limply falling to the ground. Her once dazzling snow-white hair had lost nearly half its color, turning into a heartbreaking silver-white.
They did win, but they paid the ultimate price.
In this moment of utter silence, the "Seed of Order," which had been suspended above the Soul Spring and exhausted all its energy, seemed to have completed its final mission just before it completely dissipated. It transformed into a stream of information and silently projected itself into Xiao Han's nearly dried-up sea of consciousness.
It was an incredibly vast and incredibly clear star map.
On the star map, a coordinate surrounded by countless sacred runes and a dazzling galaxy was clearly marked, with two ancient characters next to it: Firmament Sacred Domain!
Divine Court Headquarters!
Xiao Han skipped a beat, and he forced himself to focus.
However, when his gaze followed the star map and moved to the very core of the Firmament Sacred Domain, beneath the supreme divine throne representing the Pseudo-God of the Divine Court, his pupils suddenly shrank to the most dangerous pinpoints!
Beneath the divine throne, a massive energy source that supports the entire Firmament Sacred Domain is clearly marked.
The energy fluctuations and aura of laws emanating from that source point were actually the same as those from the [Asura Progenitor's Heart] that had been roaring underground...
Exactly the same!
As if to confirm his conjecture, the last lingering echo of the Grieving Goddess, long since vanished, resounded in his ears like a ghost from ancient times:
"Watch out... the Ferryman..."
"What he wanted... was never balance..."
"It's... Godslaying..."
"... Establish a new god..."