Fu Hua Burns Her Soul! 50,000 Years of Memory Forged into a Sword, Piercing the Planet to Slay the Herrscher
"Wake up."
A grand voice resounded deep within Sirin's soul.
"You are the apostle of ' The Finality,' the embodiment of destruction. How can mere illusions Binding your steps?"
"Break free from it, tear it apart, and then, completely purify this boring world."
Boom!!!
In the real world, Sirin, who had been kneeling on the ground, suddenly raised her head.
Her previously dazed eyes were now filled with purple Light Flame again, but those Light Flame were more intense and pure than ever before!
A terrifying energy far exceeding her previous peak power erupted from her body!
The Cloud Layer in the sky were instantly torn apart, and the earth crumbled inch by inch around her, turning into dust. The entire space seemed to wail and twist in pain at this newfound power!
"Hahaha... hahahaha..."
"I understand now... So this is... true power!"
Sirin stood up, feeling the seemingly endless energy surging within her, and let out a maniacal and joyful laugh.
Her injuries healed at a visible speed, and behind her, four enormous Light Wings, made of Imaginary Energy, suddenly unfurled, blotting out the sky!
"Not good!"
In the stands, Niu Tian and Tai Tan, the avatars of the Titan Giant Ape and the Sky Azure Bull Python, exclaimed in surprise. They could feel the pure destructiveness contained in that power, a terrifying pressure that even they could not match in their prime.
[This caused Schicksal to miss its best opportunity to kill her, and also prompted Fu Hua to decide to use the last of Fenghuang Down's power to deal with the crisis.]
On the battlefield, Fu Hua's expression finally changed.
She sensed the rising power emanating from Sirin, a power that was even beginning to touch upon the realm of "gods," and for the first time, an extremely solemn expression appeared in her eyes.
Otto's plan succeeded.
But he also unintentionally, or rather, under the deliberate influence of the Honkai Gods, created a true monster.
A monster that is a hundred times more troublesome than before.
The situation is completely out of control.
Fu Hua slowly raised her hand, and in her palm, another golden feather, completely different from the one Otto used, burning with intense flames, quietly appeared.
Her eyes hardened.
Those were eyes that said you were ready to give everything.
The image on the Light Screen froze at that moment.
On one side was Sirin, the Herrscher Light, whose power surged and who laughed maniacally, her Light Wings behind her seemingly capable of tearing the entire world apart.
On the other side was Fu Hua, holding a golden feather with a resolute expression. The burning flame on that feather seemed to represent her undying soul of fifty thousand years.
A battle that had just ended is about to begin again in a way no one expected.
This time, the stakes have been raised.
Immediately, lines of text burning with pale flames were branded onto everyone's retinas.
I will burn away fifty thousand years of Remembrance and will.
[Unleash the long-forgotten Divine Key.]
[A single strike... unleashed, capable of piercing this entire planet!]
The moment the words left his mouth, the entire Light Screen was filled with a sword light that defied description.
That was not a physical sword.
It has no blade, no guard, and not even a definite shape.
It is simply a pure, highly refined "will".
It was Fu Hua herself who, through her 50,000 years as a pioneer of civilization, ignited and sublimated all the joys she experienced, all the pain she carried, all the memorable encounters, and all the heart-wrenching partings... into an ultimate concept that transcends matter and energy.
The Divine Key "Fenghuang Down" is fully unleashed!
"Taixuan Sword God"!
Buzz--
A silent sword cry resounded deep within the souls of all the powerful figures watching from the Douluo Continent.
The sword light was born from Fu Hua's hand and instantly pierced through the entire phantom of the planet.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no deafening roar that tore through space.
It simply appeared.
Then, it hit the target.
Sirin's prized spatial barrier, powerful enough to distort reality and isolate all attacks, proved as fragile as a non-existent phantom before that sword light.
The sword light pierced through her body.
It did not cause the slightest physical damage.
But the arrogance and disdain on Sirin's face froze in an instant, then were replaced by a fear and pain that came from the deepest part of her soul.
Her body began to become transparent.
The consciousness that constitutes her existence is being eradicated from its very source by that sword light.
Dead silence.
An unprecedented deathly silence enveloped the entire Douluo God Realm and all the planes that were watching this scene.
Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Eye narrowed to their limit in an instant, and his Sea of Consciousness surged with unprecedented monstrous waves!
What is that?!
What kind of attack was that?!
His Spiritual Shock, his Fate's Sorrow, all the mental Soul Skill he was so proud of—before that sword light, they were nothing more than child's play!
Burning Remembrance? Burning will?
What a crazy, resolute, and terrifying idea this is!
He could clearly "see" that the sword light ignored all Rules, all energy, and all matter!
It is a pure "concept".
An absolute will that says, "If I kill you, you will surely be killed!"
This is beyond Huo Yuhao's complete understanding of "psychological attack"!
Tang San's expression was equally grave.
His Purple Demon Eye had been pushed to their limit, and his Divine Sense surged out like Tsunami, attempting to analyze the essence of that sword light.
However, all his investigations came to nothing.
His Divine Sense couldn't even touch that sword light, as if the two existed in completely different dimensions.
This was not Soul Power, not Divine Power, not even any kind of power he could comprehend.
"With willpower as the sword, and Remembrance as the fuel..."
Tang San's lips moved slightly, and each word he uttered trembled slightly.
Fifty thousand years!
What a heavy, what a long time that number is!
For a mortal to carry the Remembrance of fifty thousand years is itself an unimaginable form of torture.
And now, she is using all of those 50,000 years as fuel for a one-time attack, burning it all away without hesitation!
What courage! What tragedy!
Tang Wulin's body trembled slightly. The Golden Dragon King's tyrannical will roared wildly in his Sea of Consciousness, as if it too could sense the terrifying threat that was enough to obliterate all will.
He clenched his fists, and a fine layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
His confrontation with the Golden Dragon King's will is essentially a battle on the level of will.
But what if you were facing a sword like this...?
He didn't even have the right to resist!
For the first time, pure shock was revealed in Gu Yuena's silver eyes.
As the Silver Dragon King, she wields the elements, and her power is virtually limitless.
But she never imagined that an attack could take this form.
The sword light that pierced through the planet made her feel a long-lost sense of insignificance.
That was a power that could truly threaten her very essence!