Spirit City, secluded long street.
Tang San did not leave the city immediately, nor did he turn back.
He walked slowly along the street wall, Divine Slaughter's Domain was extremely clean, and even the dark red aura around him was suppressed back into his body, like an old piece of clothing that had been folded, with no edges exposed.
The dark red lines on the palm of his hand were still there, like a mark that couldn't be washed away. They became brighter and darker as he breathed, as if something in his body was repeatedly confirming whether it was still there.
Bibi Dong's words were like a needle, piercing into the deepest part of his soul:
"Before you came to me, did you ever feel that you shouldn't come?"
He asked himself repeatedly in his mind.
From the hatred of Tang Hao, to the incident of Xiao Wu, to the training and killing along the way, he always thought that every step was his choice.
But looking back now, every node seems to have an invisible hand, pushing him towards killing, paranoia, and Asura God Trial.
He stopped at a deserted alley, sat cross-legged against the wall, and tried to look inward at his soul.
Deep in his soul, the dark red Asura God thoughts were like vines Entanglement, whispering in every inch of his consciousness, urging him to tear apart all the obstacles in front of him.
And his remaining clarity is like a lamp in the wind and waves, swaying and ready to be swallowed up at any time.
A child carrying a bamboo basket ran across the alley and accidentally bumped into his knee. He was so frightened that his face turned pale and the bun in his hand rolled to the ground.
If he was usually enveloped in hostility, he would have already subconsciously released the pressure.
But this time, he just leaned over to pick up the steamed buns, dusted them off and handed them back, speaking in a very soft voice:
"Be careful."
The child ran away with the bun in his hands and disappeared at the other end of the alley.
Tang San looked at his hand and was stunned for a long time.
He initially practiced hard to protect the people he wanted to protect, not to make everyone afraid when they saw him.
He suddenly understood that Asura God Trial was gradually turning him into the most unfamiliar person he was.
The so-called increase in strength is nothing but exchange for self-personality.
He closed his eyes and no longer allowed himself to be coerced by divine thoughts.
This time, he took the initiative to calm down and try to push away those dark red Entanglement.
Whether it will succeed or not is still unknown, but for the first time, he took the initiative to stop being pushed.
In the Tranquil Mind Hall, Xiao Wu did not waste his time either.
She didn't hold the door open and look around, nor did she pace anxiously. She just sat cross-legged on the couch, closing her eyes and concentrating.
The restriction can lock her movements, but it cannot lock the Soul Power in her body.
In the past, she was always used to relying on Tang San and hiding behind him, as if her hundred thousand years of cultivation were just decoration.
But after she cut off her obsession with love and found her true heart, she slowly remembered that she was actually Soft Bone Rabbit in Star Dou Great Forest who had lived for a hundred thousand years, and had never been anyone's appendage.
She slowly mobilized the origin Soul Power in her body, and the pink halo circulated on her fingertips, pure and agile, without any divine contamination.
Soul Power operates week after week, and she polishes the operation path of Soul Power little by little. She does not seek to break out of the confinement, but only wants to fully grasp the power in her own hands.
When the opportunity comes, she will go out on her own.
You are not waiting for someone to rescue you, you are relying on your own feet to step out step by step.
On the bright staircase of Angel God Trial, Qian Renxue stopped.
The golden oracle repeatedly roared in her ears, scolding her for her weak mind and entangled personal affairs, and ordered her to continue climbing immediately and cut off all mundane thoughts.
According to her past temperament, she would definitely follow the oracle's instructions, suppress all doubts, and move towards inheritance with all her heart.
But at this moment, the warm holy light in the depths of her soul was always there.
It's the breath that comes from Chen Jieqi through the feathers. It's not overbearing, not coercive, and doesn't have the slightest sense of oppression from assimilating people. It just stays there quietly, like a warm lamp.
She recalled the life of Qian Xunji, who was devoted to God and abided by order, but in the end he became the most paranoid predator.
She remembered the tragedy of Bibi Dong, who was crushed by the order of light and eventually fell into the abyss of darkness.
She then thought of the holy light of Chen Jieqi, which also has the attribute of light. Its power comes from human faith, and it protects the peace of living beings. It never uses rules to bind or assimilate people.
Does what the oracle says must be right?
Once this idea came up, she could no longer suppress it. She stood there, letting the oracle urge and anger her in her ears, without even moving her feet.
This is the first time since she took over Angel God Trial that she has actively violated the will of the oracle.
The golden light on the bright ladder swayed slightly, as if something was starting to loosen from its foundation.
Ashen Territory On the west side, the gray fog pushed forward another half mile.
An emergency report came from the frontline outpost. Three patrolling Soul Master accidentally came into contact with the edge of the fog. When they returned, the Soul Power was running sluggishly.
The whole body Soul Power was covered with a layer of dark gray impurities, and he felt cold all over and couldn't muster any strength.
When Chen Jieqi arrived at the outpost, the three of them were huddled on the couch and shivering, with a faint grayish air on their skin.
He didn't say much. The holy light of Naru overflowed from the center of his eyebrows, and the platinum-gold light slowly traveled along the meridians of the three people.
The dark gray impurities melt away when encountering the holy light, turning into light smoke and scattering in the air.
After half an hour, the three of them regained their composure and their complexions gradually returned to color.
But Chen Jieqi didn't look at all relaxed.
The power of darkness can already directly erode Soul Master's meridians. If this continues, it won't be long before ordinary people get into trouble if they get exposed to the mist.
He immediately set off for the entrance to the underground fissure on the west side.
A three-foot-high crack was embedded in the mountain wall, and the runes at the entrance were still there, but the cracks on the surface of the seal were deeper than the last time he reinforced it.
Dark black Soul Power seeped out continuously along the gap, like a bleeding wound that could not be blocked no matter what.
He placed his palm on the edge of the seal, Naaru Holy Light penetrated into it, and could clearly feel the turmoil in the depths.
The core of the ancient restriction is slowly being eaten away by the power of darkness.
It's not that the seal is not strong, it's that the continent's dark origin is rising overall.
Rakshasa God Trial The closer it comes to the end, the more active the dark power underground becomes.
Relying solely on purification and reinforcing seals will ultimately treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.
The root cause is Spirit City, the absence of the power of light.
The day Qian Renxue's divine examination becomes unstable, the day the angel's light order cannot suppress the darkness, the pollution will spread day by day until the entire Western Territory is swallowed up.
Chen Jieqi stood in front of the entrance to the fissure, and the mountain wind swept the gray mist past the hem of his clothes.
He quickly weighed the pros and cons. The people are the bottom line and must not be lost, but if the source is not blocked, it can be defended for a while, but not forever.
The rift could not last more than a month, and once it was completely broken, he would not be able to stop the steady flow of darkness with his own strength.
Must go to Spirit City.
Not to interfere in the chess game of the gods, not to steal someone's inheritance, but to plug the loophole of the absence of light - to help Qian Renxue stabilize the divine test,
Let the angelic order of light operate again, first suppress the source of the spread of darkness, and then go back and completely deal with the hidden dangers of the rift.
He turned around and walked down to the bottom of the valley. He told the deputy who came over:
"Here you go, all the outer villages will be withdrawn into the inner city today, leaving no one behind.
The Holy Light Array in the inner city operates around the clock. Soul Master is guarded in four shifts and is not allowed to leave its post.
I left three holy light imprints embedded in the core of the magic circle. If there is an impact from Evil Soul Master or the pressure of fog, three layers of defense can be triggered to hold on until I come back.
Or directly go to Dugu to worship.
Prioritize the safety of the people, there is no need to take the initiative, just defend the city."
The deputy responded one by one. Although there was concern in his eyes, he did not ask any more questions.
This lord has always acted prudently, and once he has made a decision, he must have considered it carefully.
After giving all instructions, Chen Jieqi walked back to the entrance of the rift and took out the silver-white feather from his arms.
A ray of holy light was injected into the fingertips, and the feathers were slightly hot, as if in response to him.
He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Spirit City, his eyes calm and calm.
He has no interest in getting involved in the chess games of the gods, but he cannot sit idly by and ignore the disasters in the world.