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Suddenly, the communication talisman at Su Yao's waist trembled slightly.
He took out the talisman, and with a touch of his Law Power, a line of characters appeared:
"The secret realm is about to open; proceed to the Great Void at once."
Su Yao's gaze sharpened, and then he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, thinking to himself that since the Celestial Master ascended to the position, these communication talismans have become much easier to make, unlike before when they were so troublesome.
Then withdraw your mind from your dantian.
After a moment of meditation, he stood up, straightened his plain robe, and pushed open the stone door of the cave abode.
Outside the cave, the heavy snow had just stopped, and the mountains were covered in a blanket of white.
On the back mountain, only three of the four spiritual energies remained, with only the He Wood of the East, the Radiant Fire of the South, and the Wu Earth Qi of the Center still slowly circulating. Su Yao glanced at the three spiritual energies and sighed slightly. Since Zi Ziyan broke through a year ago, and Han Ziyi broke through to the Purple Mansion half a year ago, the Kan Water has been extinguished.
Currently, among the five protectors, only Liu Yunhe, Zhu Xuejie, and Li Siyi have not yet broken through.
Of the three, he was most worried about Li Siyi.
Compared to the other elements, the Wu Earth element is indeed more substantial and difficult to cultivate...
A quick scan with his Divine Sense revealed that nothing was amiss in the mountains.
With a swift movement, Su Yao left Golden Ao Mountain and stepped into the Great Void.
Within the Great Void, several beams of light had already gathered.
Zilin stood at the forefront, his body enveloped in Purple Qi like smoke; Yang Xiu, dressed in golden robes that fluttered in the wind, with golden bells jingling at his waist, his body surrounded by a mingling of moon-white True Qi and gray-purple Profound Qi. However, compared to a year ago, his expression was much calmer, and he no longer deliberately concealed his Divine Dao aura. Su Yao's gaze lingered on him for a moment, and the two exchanged a glance without saying a word.
Beside Yang Xiu, Han Ziyi, dressed in a blue robe, exuded a deep and restrained aura of water-cutting; Zhang Ziyan stood beside him, his dark gold Daoist robe billowing in the wind, his face still showing some joy, and he quickly cupped his hands upon seeing Su Yao.
On the other side, Ying Qi, Xuan Yan, Mo Li each occupied a corner, their auras calm and composed.
The Lü Yu phoenix transformed into human form, its body draped in Lü Yu, and stood silently half a step behind Han Ziyi and his companion, without uttering a word.
Yang Nan stood on the outermost circle. Upon seeing Su Yao arrive, she hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Not far away, Nanzhao priestess Meng Shixi, dressed in Bai People clothing, looked as before, but her brows showed signs of hardship. Beside her stood a middle-aged man in black robes, his face gaunt, his aura of Witch Talisman deep and unfathomable; he was the representative sent by the Witch Hall.
Su Yao bowed to the two from a distance, as a gesture of greeting.
At that very moment, a sudden burst of spiritual energy stirred deep within the Great Void.
Two auras soared into the sky from the direction of the Cibi Lake Water Palace, both of them being the aura of Witch Talisman, vast and boundless, like two ancient talismans unfolding simultaneously.
Within that aura, two blurry figures could be faintly seen sitting cross-legged, their bodies surrounded by surging Witch Talisman —the brothers Lu Ming and Lu Chang.
They are attacking the Purple Mansion.
In the Great Void, everyone's gaze was focused on the two figures in the mortal world, specifically in the Cibi Lake.
Su Yao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm. He could clearly see that although Lu Ming's aura of Witch Talisman was strong, it had begun to become chaotic. The runes were like wild horses running rampant in his meridians, and the nascent Divine Ability power in the Rising Yang Mansion had begun to disintegrate before it could even solidify. Lu Chang was not in much better shape; his aura of Witch Talisman was scattered like sand, making it impossible for him to condense into a complete Divine Ability.
This is not a breakthrough, this is self-destruction.
The next moment, two strange phenomena shot into the sky simultaneously.
Above Lu Ming's head, a Witch Talisman exploded, turning into countless fragments of pale yellow light; above Lu Chang's head, a similar Witch Talisman appeared, but before it could take shape, it shattered into countless fragments of light.
The two Witch Talisman talismans shattered almost simultaneously, their fragments weaving together like a net, exploding into a yellowish-brown rain in the Great Void.
Within the strange phenomenon, two figures tumbled out of the pillar of light, their faces deathly pale and their breaths barely audible.
But just as their breaths ceased, their two bodies suddenly trembled violently.
On those two Witch Talisman bodies, runes moved, coalesced, and solidified wildly, as if they were alive.
First the limbs, then the torso, and finally the head; the entire body shattered and reformed inch by inch in a burst of pale yellow light.
The shattered flesh and blood turned into specks of spiritual light and dissipated, while the remaining essence was kneaded by an invisible hand and gradually solidified into two ancient artifacts.
Lu Ming transformed into a tortoise shell. The shell was entirely pale yellow, covered with fine Witch Talisman patterns, faintly revealing the shapes of the River Diagram and Luo Shu diagrams. The edges of the shell were naturally cracked, and the direction of the cracks corresponded to the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, making it the "Omen Shell" used in Witchcraft Dao divination.
Lu Chang transformed into a set of animal bones.
The animal bone is grayish-white all over, and its surface is covered with fine, mosquito-like inscriptions. The inscriptions are connected end to end, like a complete sacrificial text. The joints are linked by Witch Talisman aura, seemingly broken yet connected, which is exactly what is called "Divination Bone" used in Witchcraft Dao divination.
Two Witchcraft Dao artifacts floated silently in the Cibi Lake.
In the Great Void, all was deathly silent.
Meng Shixi lowered her eyes and remained silent, while the man in black robes remained expressionless. Yang Nan turned her head away, her fists clenched tightly. Zilin gazed at the two divination objects and sighed softly.
Only Su Yao remained unmoved.
The Qi Descending Pool was refined from three portions of Pure Qi spiritual objects, the pills were refined from two portions of true purple Qi spiritual objects, and a batch of pills was refined from Flourishing Wood spiritual object. All of this investment was not, from the very beginning, for the Lu Household brothers to break through to the Purple Mansion alive.
They are merely keys; whether the breakthrough is successful or not is not important. What matters is the "opportunity" that the breakthrough brings.
The cultivators of the Witch Talisman, after their death, transform their physical bodies into objects for divination, which is the true nature of "the Witchcraft Dao Returning to the Hidden the source." Only by offering their bodies as sacrifices and using their souls as guides can they inquire about the secrets of heaven in the the Unseen.
At that moment, the two divination objects suddenly trembled simultaneously.
On the tortoise shell, cracks suddenly gleamed; on the Divination Bone, inscriptions surged forth.
The two Witchcraft Dao objects seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, slowly beginning to spin, faster and faster.
A pale yellow light surged forth from the tortoise shell and Divination Bone, like two ancient talismans unfolding simultaneously, illuminating the depths of the Great Void with a vast expanse of light.
As it spun, the Witch Talisman energy of the tortoise shell and Divination Bone gradually merged, transforming into a pale yellow pillar of light that shot straight into the depths of the Great Void.
Where the beam of light passed, a curtain of light appeared out of thin air.
The light screen was entirely dark yellow, engraved with countless Witch Talisman, like an ancient edict hanging between heaven and earth. Within the light screen, mountains, rivers, palaces, and pavilions could be vaguely seen, and countless Witchcraft Dao True Intention floated like stars, which was the true form of the Purple-Blue Secret Realm.
But the light screen had barely appeared when it began to shake violently, like a reflection in water. The mountains and palaces within the secret realm appeared and disappeared intermittently, and the Witch Talisman flickered on and off like candles in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment. A faint door slowly emerged on the light screen, but it could never truly open; sometimes it was clear as if it were right next to you, and sometimes it was illusory as if it were far away.
The Purple-Blue Secret Realm, appearing and disappearing in the Great Void, slowly comes into contact with the mortal world.
But in the end, it was all just an illusion.
In the Great Void, everyone's heart was in their throat.
At that very moment, deep within the Water Palace Secret Realm of Cibi Lake, a muffled rumble rose from the ground, like an earth dragon turning over or ten thousand horses galloping.
The next moment, a giant, dark dragon burst forth from the center of the lake.
The dragon's body coiled like a black mountain, with golden rings flowing on its single horn and runes appearing and disappearing. Ao Xiao broke out of the water, the dragon's eyes like two dark lamps, and the aura of the Fu Water around him surged like waves.
In each of his two front paws, he held a Spirit Treasure.
Left claw, the Dusk Snow Flute. The flute's body is as crystal clear as ancient ice, with frost flowing around it.
Right claw, the Morning Mist Drum. The drum body is light gray, and the drumhead is emerald green like a tide, with mist appearing and disappearing.
Ao Xiao let out a long roar to the sky, his dragon-like cry like thunder. Amidst the roar, his enormous dragon body began to circle around the two Witchcraft Dao objects, spinning faster and faster.
The energy of the Fu Water surged forth from his body like a vast swamp pouring down, enveloping the tortoise shell and Divination Bone layer by layer through his two Spirit Treasure, the flute and the drum.
The two divination objects gradually melted in the Fu Water, transforming into two pure Witch Talisman spirits, which were carried by Ao Xiao's dragon body and rushed straight towards the faintly visible light screen.
The light screen trembled violently, and the illusory door finally began to solidify.
Ao Xiao's dragon body spun faster and faster, and the Fu Water, like a millstone, completely crushed the two balls of Witch Talisman energy, turning them into a sky full of pale yellow spiritual light, which poured into the light screen.
On the light screen, talismans and runes lit up one by one, and the Daoist Gate opened inch by inch, gradually revealing the mountains and palaces within the secret realm.
Just then, two figures emerged from the Water Palace Secret Realm.
One was dressed in white like frost, none other than Li Chaoxue; the other was dressed in gray robes fluttering in the wind, none other than Ni Polu.
The two left the water palace and arrived in the Great Void. They both glanced at Su Yao.
Li Chaoxue's gaze was calm as still water, lingering on Su Yao's face for a moment. But she didn't speak, only nodded slightly to Su Yao, then turned and flew behind Meng Shixi.
Ni Polu remained silent and followed closely behind.
The two stood behind Meng Shixi, hands at their sides, without glancing at Su Yao again.
Within the Great Void, Ao Xiao's dragon body had reached its limit of rotation. The Qi of the Fu Water was as thick as paste, enveloping his dragon body layer by layer, gradually blurring his outline. His dragon head slowly turned south, gazing towards the South Sea. A faint trace of lingering affection flashed in his dragon eyes, before he returned to his usual indifference.
Then, his dragon body began to dissipate.
First, the dragon's tail transformed into specks of eerie blue light; then, the dragon's body disintegrated inch by inch into the aura of the Fu Water; finally, the dragon's head, its pair of ghostly lamp-like eyes, cast a deep glance in the direction of the Water Palace Secret Realm before vanishing.
A faint dragon's roar echoed from the depths of the Great Void, distant and desolate, like the final sigh of the ancient dragon race.
As the dragon's roar faded, Ao Xiao's figure vanished completely.
The aura of the Fu Water, having lost its anchor, surged towards the dark yellow light barrier like a tidal wave, gradually widening the cracks in the secret realm. The Fu Water and the aura of the Witch Talisman merged and surged, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, like ten thousand paths converging into a thoroughfare.
On the screen of light, the Daoist Gate finally opened completely.
A vast, mysterious realm slowly emerged from behind the light curtain, with picturesque mountains and rivers, palaces like a forest, and the True Intention of Witch Talisman and the aura of the Fu Water floating like stars.
The Purple-Blue Secret Realm has opened.
Su Yao gazed at the open secret realm, remaining silent for a long time. In the Great Void, Zilin, Yang Xiu, Ying Qi, and the others all stared at the Daoist Gate, their expressions varying.
There is a word cloud:
The Witch Talisman and incantations have faded into silence, and the tortoise Divination Bone and snakes used for prophecy are now just empty words.
Years of planning have opened the Netherworld.
The dragon transforms into water and disappears, revealing a hidden realm in verdant splendor.
Evening snow and morning drums return to their former glory; the lakes and mountains remain ever green.
How many people still remember their former names?
The wind blows for 30,000 miles, yet it cannot dispel the lingering emotions.