946 True Purpose
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Xu Shi and He Shiyi kept clashing. Their battle took them everywhere in the Central Region, wreaking havoc everywhere. By now, there were no living beings in that area. A few Emperor Lineages were lucky enough and acted swiftly enough to use their sect's Emperor Array to run away from the center of the battlefield.
Alas, the mortals and weaker lineages did not have such luck. If not for the other factions isolating the central region, the devastation caused by these two would have spread throughout the entire Battle Spirit Realm.
Their clashes were nonstop. Upon closer observation, it's obvious He Shiyi was in a hurry. Meanwhile, Xu Shi was more composed, focusing on preventing her opponent from healing by removing her Dao Will.
However, she also was not in the best shape. She discovered that prolonged fighting would affect the Seed of Obsession, increasing her chances of being devilized; she realized her technique was still flawed and needed to be improved.
Buddha World:
Feng Heng was having the easiest time. He only needed to keep his opponent from leaving. Meanwhile, Ancestor He, who had countless minor injuries, gritted his teeth in anger as he tried his best to kill the damn monk.
"Donor, why must you do this?" said Feng Heng as he slapped his opponent away with a shining golden palm.
"You damn monk, you will regret your actions."
"Donor, anger is not good for your body. So, let's stop this pointless battle."
Ancestor He was disgusted by this monk's smug face. "Do you think I don't know where you're from?"
"Oh, please enlighten me."
"The Path of Buddhism was cut off from the Myriad Emperor World; it is the source of the Absolute Beginning Magic. Only from there must it be resolved and allow monks to appear in this world."
Feng Heng sighed, "This poor monk cannot belittle the heroes of the world."
Ancestor He frowned–this was not the reaction he expected after revealing the news. The latter did not seem to care about revealing his identity.
"Donor, you seem to have something in your mind."
"You don't seem to care about your identity being revealed, even with the prospect of an Interplanar War."
"That is correct."
"Why?"
"What do you think?" asked Feng Heng with a smile, and Ancestor He's face suddenly changed. He remembered when he tried to pierce through the seal around the sect. A mysterious force appeared and prevented his action, and that power was extremely scary.
'Does the Myriad Emperor World have a powerhouse with such power? Impossible.
It must be some sort of weapon.'
However, such a conclusion did not make the situation any better. Such strength is capable of competing with the Four Symbol Mirror. Therefore, it was not in the Spirit Genesis Sect's favor for their enemy to have such a weapon.
"Do you think such a simple trick can affect my mind?" said Ancestor He with a sneer.
"Donor, you can think whatever is soothing to your sanity," replied Feng Heng with a humble and polite smile. He looked in the distance:
'It's almost time.'
Spirit Genesis Sect:
Patriarch He waited patiently while tapping his right foot, "What is taking so long?"
"Sorry, patriarch, the seal has also affected the mirror, so it's taking longer to activate," replied one of the sect's elders.
"We cannot wait any longer."
"Then, what do you want us to do?"
"Use a sacrifice."
",,,Is this really necessary? We only need to wait a while?" asked Patriact Jia.
"This is not the time for hesitation. Each passing second means a new variable."
According to their plan, the Ancestor should have dealt with the situation by now, or at least give him an update. But a few minutes had passed, and there was no news; this could only mean something unexpected had occurred.
"Very well."
The elders sent the orders, and someone executed them. In a secret dimension of the sect stood a bronze mirror. In the back was an engraving of the divine beasts of Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, White Tiger, and Azure Dragon, each positioned in the correct cardinal directions of south, north, west, and east.
There were cracks on the side of the mirror, and it was surrounded by countless runes.
A person walked into the room carrying three others in chains and tattered clothes.
The man carrying the prisoners did not waste time as he immediately recited a spell. Following this, the three prisoners had their blood drained by the mirror.
Alas, no one paid attention to him, let alone responded. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
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