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However, as the saying goes, things reach their extremes and then reverse; after the worst comes the best.
Just as the Primordial Great Demon's demonic body was completely dismembered and the Chaos Battle Soul was banished and sealed, the originally unified and powerful Chaos Demonic Nature, which was like an iron plate, was restored.
Having lost its core leader and material support, it has fallen into weakness, chaos, disintegration, and internal strife.
It had been suppressed and submerged in the deepest core of the Demonic Embryo, and that point represented Li Qingshan's "true self," an Innate Indestructible Spiritual Light that had been repeatedly tempered like refined steel amidst countless demonic thoughts, yet had never been extinguished.
They finally seized this once-in-a-lifetime, fleeting, and rare opportunity for survival since their fall!
The shackles of demonic power loosened like never before, the battle spirit was forcibly extracted, the demonic body was divided and suppressed, and all the suppression and corruption reached their lowest point at this moment!
That faint glimmer of light, like the last drop of clear spring water in a vast desert, suddenly sensed that almost non-existent crack in the silence!
It unleashed the last and purest primal power, the culmination of more than a decade of silence and struggle, like a drowning person seeing a ray of light in an abyss.
The survival instinct, pushing beyond the limits of life, launched a silent yet earth-shaking final struggle against that invisible barrier!
"Laugh!!!"
A faint, almost imperceptible sound, as if from the very core of the soul, as if some kind of solid shackle had been broken, echoed clearly in the perception of that spark of inspiration.
The next moment, that spark of inspiration finally broke free!
Like a fledgling breaking free of its shell, like a spring bud reaching for a rock!
It transformed into a barely perceptible, transparent stream of light, its aura so pure and restrained as to be almost "nothing," cleverly and precisely utilizing the spatial ripples that had not yet fully healed when the Mad Demon departed.
The inevitable momentary relaxation of the minds of the powerful figures after completing the grand seal, along with the still violently turbulent and chaotic energy of heaven and earth due to the interference of multiple powerful forces, served as cover.
Like a clever fish that has discerned every crevice in the water, it escaped the Seventeenth Layer of Hell silently and with great peril.
In an instant, they disappeared into the vast, boundless Human World, brimming with vitality and unpredictability.
They vanished completely into the vast mountains and rivers, the bustling city life, and the boundless aura of Cause and Effect among all living beings, making it impossible to find any trace of them again.
Almost at the same instant that the true self's spiritual light, representing the last imprint of " Li Qingshan," vanished into the Human World, in a seemingly ordinary but actually secluded corner of the Human World, far away from the heavens and earth,...
A man dressed in simple blue robes, with a profound and unfathomable aura, his face shrouded in a hazy Daoist charm, seemingly one with the surrounding heaven and earth, stood with his hands behind his back atop a solitary peak shrouded in clouds and mist.
As if sensing something, his eyes, which seemed to reflect the cycles of eternity, flickered slightly. He slowly raised his right hand, his palm naturally open and facing upwards, as if welcoming some destined destiny.
The next moment, the transparent light that transcended endless spatial barriers and followed the unbroken thread of Cause and Effect seemed like a wanderer who had finally found home.
With perfect precision, without the slightest hint of emotion, it quietly fell into his warm palm, which seemed to contain endless time and space.
A glimmer of light flickered slightly in his palm, which seemed to hold the mysteries of heaven and earth. The light was faint, yet it exuded an extreme tenacity and purity that had endured countless tribulations and trials without being damaged or destroyed.
Then, it seemed as if it had finally completed its final mission, having exhausted all its strength.
It fell into complete silence, concealing all its brilliance, transforming into a seed that resembled a grain of sand in the mortal world, yet contained infinite possibilities, lying quietly in his palm.
The man in blue lowered his head, his gaze fixed intently on the dormant spiritual light in his palm.
His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of mist, seeing the past flames of war and the struggles of the soul, and also glimpsing the threads of fate intertwined with countless variables in the future.
In the end, all these thoughts and feelings turned into a barely audible sigh, yet seemingly containing the weight of endless years, quietly dissipating into the breeze and mist on the mountaintop.
He gently closed his palms, collecting the "seed" concerning the future in an incredibly natural yet mysterious way. Then, he took a step forward, his figure merging into the ocean like a drop of water.
He vanished silently from the solitary peak, leaving no trace, as if he had never stood there.
The Sacred Battle Angel couple stood before the heavily sealed, deathly silent entrance to Hell, their eagerness and worry extinguished by the cold reality.
Gu Xin held Yuan Qingqing's hand tightly.
They stared at the core of the battlefield, where traces of terrifying energy remained, but the familiar demonic figure was no longer there.
However, they discovered a trace of Daoist charm unique to Chen Zhan.
After a moment of silence, the sharp golden light in Gu Xin's eyes subsided slightly, transforming into a knowing depth. He said in a deep voice:
" Chen Zhan's benefactor, he did not truly appear; he only left behind this aura."
Yuan Qingqing nestled beside her husband, the anxiety in her blue eyes gradually replaced by a complex sense of relief. She whispered:
"I see.
His benefactor has too many enemies, and the karmic Cause and Effect involved are too great.
"At this moment, the turmoil in the world is intensifying. If we were to rashly meet with them, it would not only be of no benefit to saving Fellow Daoist Li, but would also attract unpredictable attention and trouble, dragging us into an even deeper vortex."
Her words carried a hint of helplessness, yet were also full of understanding.
At Chen Zhan's level, every move he makes can stir up a storm, and concealing his whereabouts is often the best protection for others.
Gu Xin nodded, gripping his wife's hand slightly tighter, as if to convey some kind of belief.
"This deliberately left-behind Daoist rhyme is his answer."
He let us know that he came, and that he knew everything.
More importantly,
He paused. "The tone was calm and steady, without any hint of warning or sorrow."
This is enough to show that Fellow Daoist Li has successfully escaped his predicament and been guided away by his benefactor.
The road ahead may still be difficult, but at least the most dangerous calamity of decline has been overcome.
The couple looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes the comfort of finally seeing a glimmer of hope after going through so much hardship.
They were unable to offer their help in person or express their gratitude in person, but the silent message left by their benefactor, and the assumption that their old friend had escaped unharmed, had already dispelled the deepest gloom in their hearts.
The ruins and seals before them were still shocking, but at least for this moment, they knew that their comrade-in-arms, who had fought alongside them, had not been completely annihilated by the demonic calamity.
They believed that now that Chen Zhan's benefactor had made a move, Li Qingshan would eventually see the light of day again and return.
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