Everything was dark.
Jiang Jie couldn't even sense his own body because his soul had been pulled into the spiritual world created by C'Thun, and he couldn't escape unless his soul ascended to Demigod.
At this moment, he sat cross-legged, surrounded by writhing chunks of flesh:
He was swallowed by C'Thun by some unknown means, and was currently in the Titans Prison, where a part of C'Thun's massive body was being eroded by endless stomach acid.
The Light and Shadow Taiji operates automatically, with Holy Light and shadow blocking everything, but in the long run, no one knows how long this can last.
Stomach acid is endless, but shadows and Holy Light are finite.
Moreover, there is the erosion of C'Thun's energy, as surging as the ocean.
Jiang Jie's physical body was like a small boat in a sea of suffering, precariously adrift.
The four elemental clones still exist, each containing Jiang Jie's soul and spirit, jointly governing Jiang Jie's body, maintaining the balance of the Four Symbols, and helping the Three Talents System resist external attacks.
Besides stomach acid, there are also various fleshy tentacles.
Even more terrifying, those writhing chunks of flesh continued to peel away, transforming into ancient Aqir and Faceless Ones, launching an attack on Jiang Jie.
Perhaps due to their imprisonment in the Titans Prison, or perhaps because creating a General-level Faceless Ones is extremely difficult, in any case, these constantly emerging Aqir and Faceless Ones are at most Legendary level, with none stronger.
Otherwise, Jiang Jie would surely die!
He's been struggling to keep going.
Nobody knows how long it can last.
From the middle dantian, Lord Jaraxxus stood tall and stepped out of Jiang Jie's body.
He held the " Maw of the Damned " in one hand and the " Scepter of Sargeras " in the other.
With a swing of his battle axe, Scepter of Sargeras devoured the flesh and souls of the Faceless Ones and the Aqir. His scepter shone, opening dimensional rifts.
However, it was no use.
The Faceless Ones and the Aqir are endless.
Now he was not facing a small clone of C'Thun, but C'Thun's true form. Even if he opened more dimensional rifts and portals, he could not annihilate everything.
We can only try our best to resist.
On Jiang Jie's left hand, the Xal'atath automatically detached, and the young lady transformed into a human female Priest, casting a spell.
She would rather be enslaved by Jiang Jie for another ten thousand years than fall into the hands of C'Thun!
There's still a chance for them to turn things around if Jiang Jie gets them, but if C'Thun gets them, they'll never be able to.
Therefore, at this moment, she could only choose to protect Jiang Jie, hoping that Jiang Jie could get out of C'Thun's mental world, so that there would be a sliver of hope for survival.
Even without Anveena, Fist of Tyr remained on Jiang Jie's left hand and left arm, radiating a warm light and protecting Jiang Jie's safety.
At that moment, a strange change occurred in the middle dantian.
The Naruture fragments that had been floating above the light and darkness tai chi symbol began to slowly melt and merge into it.
As the fragments of T'uure melted, the boundaries between light and shadow in the Taiji Diagram diagram began to blur, achieving a free transformation between light and shadow!
As more and more fragments of the T'uure melted, the speed of the light and shadow shifts also increased.
In Nagrand, the finally repaired Worshug's ship finally set sail, but the holy light emanating from Naruk'ure flickered, and an aura of sorrow permeated the entire ship.
"What's wrong, K'ure? Why is my heart filled with sorrow? Why are my eyes filled with tears?" The prophet Velen was completely bewildered by his uncontrollable emotions.
What happened?
Someone of his stature actually has moments when he can't control his emotions?
"Because the Holy Light has been kind to you enough."
K'ure's voice rang out. "For the first time in countless years, Naaru has truly died. All Naaru in the universe, and all sufficiently powerful followers of the Holy Light, will sense this sorrow, an unprecedented sorrow. But who is it?"
In a Naaru spaceship deep in space, Xe'ra, the " Mother of Holy Light," let out a sorrowful sigh. Standing beside her Turalyon, the "Archbishop of Holy Light."
Suddenly, a deep, inexplicable sorrow welled up within him. "Have the Naaru perished? Who was it?" Turalyon wondered.
"It was T'uure, one of the first Naaru born at the same time as me at the beginning of the order of light and darkness."
Xe'ra sighed, her words filled with deep confusion. " The Naaru won't truly perish unless it chooses to perish... Why? Why would it choose to perish? What power forces it to choose perish, and who makes it willingly choose to perish...?"
Shattrath, where the Naaru A'dal had just recaptured the city alongside Khadgar, let out a sorrowful sigh.
Khadgar's eyes gleamed with an amber light as he silently cast a spell, but ultimately shook his head.
He was extremely skilled in divination, second only to his teacher Medivh, yet he still couldn't trace the root of things through the underlying connections between all things in the universe.
"When faced with an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, the largest fragment of T'uure chose to perish, to make way for the one worthy of his sacrifice."
A'dal's voice rang out. "Amidst the sorrow, there is hope. T'uure has not truly perished, but is transforming into another form, an unprecedented form. Every Prime Naaru has seen different Child of Light and Shadow in an unpredictable future. It turns out that Xe'ra and I were both wrong. Child of Light and Shadow have never existed. The Naaru themselves represent light and darkness. T'uure was right..."
In Jiang Jie, the fragments of T'uure finally melted completely and merged into the Light and Shadow Taiji.
It transformed into Light and Shadow Taiji.
The Naaru are beings of light and shadow, possessing both Holy Light and shadow forms.
Now it has merged with the Light and Shadow Taiji, becoming the Light and Shadow Taiji.
Holy Light and shadow coexist within him.
A'dal was right; T'uure did not truly perish, but instead embarked on an unprecedented path.
By incorporating the principles of Taiji and the Old Gods ' perception of light and darkness, it achieved an unprecedented transformation.
As light and shadow shifted, an even larger Light and Shadow Taiji formed beneath Jiang Jie's body.
Annihilate all surrounding energy and all enemies.
And it absorbed C'Thun's energy at an extremely fast rate until it reached a certain limit.
That was the limit that the T'uure fragments could withstand.
The Light and Shadow Taiji cannot continue to grow until more Naaru fragments are incorporated.
But that's enough!
The energy of High-tier Demigod is enough to contend with, or even annihilate, the highest-level Legendary Aqir and Faceless Ones.
Because of its existence, Jiang Jie is absolutely safe unless C'Thun escapes.
At this moment, in the spiritual world created by C'Thun, Jiang Jie looked at everything before him and sighed softly.
What a sight this is!
The Old Gods were larger than mountains, and the pieces of flesh that fell from their bodies constantly transformed into the Aqir and the Faceless Ones.
The entire world was plunged into darkness. Piled-up stones formed a colossal, dark holy city, far larger than Ahn'Qiraj. The elements of earth, fire, water, and wind were banished to four different locations. Even the original inhabitants of this planet...
The four Elemental Lords had no choice but to bow down and become servants of the four Old Gods!
Jiang Jie simultaneously sensed four different mental locks.
Those were the four Old Gods that C'Thun had simulated.
The next moment, all the Aqir, Faceless Ones, and elementals in the entire spiritual world simultaneously received a command:
Kill him!
Jiang Jie's soul trembled.
He knew that the deadly hunt targeting him had begun!
Even though everything is a manifestation of C'Thun's spirit, it can still cause sufficient damage to one's own soul.
If you die here, you're truly dead!