Samadhi True Fire! It burned the body and scorched the soul, reducing everything to ashes!
The divine path of Wu Hui, the Celestial God, could burn all things—even the Virtues were no exception.
In an instant, the giant radiating silver light erupted with patches of crimson flame, burning from the outside inward.
Even Belle, located in the giant's heart, grew solemn after sensing the Samadhi True Fire's searing heat.
But the Virtues residing within Belle did not panic. Deep within his consciousness, a thick book emerged from the void.
On the book's cover was a line of Ancient Siberian Script. Translated into Chinese, it meant Book of Fate!
This was the manifestation of Eurasia's authority over fate.
At that moment, the Book of Fate opened. Inside were pages like parchment, covered in Ancient Siberian Script. They recorded the fate of Eurasia, the Virtues.
When the Book of Fate stopped turning, line after line of Ancient Siberian Script appeared on the newest page.
The crimson mecha retreated a step, opening up some distance. Then, wielding the Pine Pattern Heavy Sword, it slashed again and again. Every strike was Hè Zhǎn, and every one was an immortal art!
For a moment.
I could only defend with all my might.
Hè Zhǎn! Hè Zhǎn! Hè Zhǎn!
One immortal art after another battered me until I was dizzy and seeing stars.
I didn't know how many strikes I had blocked before, at last, my shoulder suddenly grew heavy.
The heavy sword, its edge glowing crimson, failed to be pushed away in time this time. It slammed into my shoulder, then cleaved downward, slicing my body of light, condensed from energy, into several pieces!
I had been careless!
At that moment, the records above began to flicker. The words floated off the page, interweaving