HLnovel Chapter 351 The Sword of Obsession in the Yuanming Realm
Chapter 351 The Sword of Obsession in the Yuanming Realm
At this moment, time loses its definition of flowing.
The once tranquil, flowing water has transformed into a mirror.
Lin Shuang felt as if her blood had frozen. Her eyelashes trembled like the wings of a moth in the rain, helpless and panicked.
The moment that person spoke, the curtain of rain in front of Lin Shuang broke apart.
It's like a beaded curtain of pearls being severed by a sword, each scattered bead resembling a small mirror.
A thin layer of white film appeared on Lin Shuang's eyeballs, growing upwards like rapidly spreading frost, and soon covered half of her eyeballs.
His shoulder looked like it had been cut off.
Not only that, his neck was also slashed...
She is not reconciled!
"Light dust... Lotus!"
The woman's voice was hoarse, like the low growl of a wild beast, carrying a resolute determination to burn her bridges.
Xue Lan quickly retreated, the blood droplets on the Soul-Guiding Sword in her hand were flung away by the woman and disappeared into the night.
A layer of turquoise wind containing immense power erupted from the blood-covered woman in front of him, and Xue Lan narrowed his eyes slightly.
The inner demon appeared beside Xue Lan at some point, and teased her as he looked at her:
"Even Lord Wolf King, who used the power of his demon soul to personally take action, was unable to kill the person."
"If we wait a few more breaths until all the power inside that lotus is released, will we all die?"
Xue Lan remained standing still, only glancing briefly at the inner demon.
That one glance made the inner demon obediently shut its mouth.
A blue gale swept out from the center of the formation. Wu Yijun, with two puppets, retreated to the edge of the formation. In the blink of an eye, he noticed that Xue Lan was still in the same spot, and immediately shouted:
"Xue Lan!"
After shouting those words, the woman's puppet strings moved with incredible speed, creating afterimages as she manipulated the dark green Azure Silk Puppet Mother towards Xue Lan's direction.
But it's too late!
When the Azure Puppet Mother flew halfway, the central blue-green vortex gradually unfolded like a blooming lotus flower.
Layer by layer, petal by petal.
She appears incredibly beautiful, yet harbors immeasurable murderous intent.
Xue Lan turned her head slightly amidst the azure hurricane, looking at the Azure Puppet Mother flying towards her from behind.
That was the most precious treasure of the Puppet Sect of the War Puppet Mansion; one of its blood-red pupils was like the finest agate in the world.
The wolf king, dressed in black, held the hand seal of the Sun-Tracing Mirror in his right hand, while his left hand slowly swayed towards the Azure Puppet Mother.
She spoke softly, her voice exceptionally weak amidst the endless gale: "Go back. Protect Junjun."
Protect the only little girl in your puppet sect.
Wu Yijun saw that the Azure Puppet Mother, which had originally flown towards Xue Lan, turned around and flew back towards him, like a dark giant eagle.
"No... what are you doing?" The woman struggled to fly up, but was pressed to the ground by the pressure descending from above.
"Xue Lan!" Wu Yijun spoke hoarsely, his voice filled with fear:
"Xue Lan!!!"
The next instant, the Azure Puppet Mother landed in front of her, shielding Wu Yijun under her wide robe.
Through a gap in the Qingluo Puppet Mother's robe, Wu Yijun looked at the woman suspended in mid-air.
Xue Lan wasn't very tall; she was probably the shortest among her companions. She always liked to wear dark clothes and floated around like a night owl.
At this moment, Xue Lan was still wearing a dark-colored dress, but the lotus flower embroidered on it looked like a golden flame.
It's much brighter than before.
The woman slowly raised her left hand, and the Soul-Guiding Sword reappeared in Xue Lan's hand. She gently transmitted her voice to Wu Yijun:
"fine."
The inner demon smiled and said to Xue Lan, "So you're finally going to make a move? I thought you were going to experience the power of a Nascent Soul stage sword intent."
Xue Lan did not respond to her teasing; the woman's figure exuded boundless arrogance.
"Yan Chengxue, you've been tweaking the formation for a long time, what's the result?"
A handsome young man, as refined as the bright moon, emerged from the shadows, a slightly crazed smile playing on his lips.
"Foolproof."
Xue Lan liked the phrase "absolutely foolproof." It seemed to give people endless courage to move forward.
"Haven't you seen my swordplay in a long time?" Xue Lan said with a smile.
"Everyone, hide!"
As Xue Lan spoke, the green lotus at the center of the formation opened another layer, and a blue gale swept out again, mixed with the demonic energy hidden within.
At the same time, a fierce black lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck the azure wind lotus directly.
Xue Lan spoke softly, "It's time!"
The woman held the Soul-Guiding Sword horizontally in front of her, her fingertips lightly tapping the blade...
"Buzz!"
The crisp sound of the sword, like a sharp blade slicing through the wind, resounded throughout the entire formation. Xue Lan was enveloped in a layer of earthen-yellow light.
The dazzling light was as indestructible as the rocks of the mountains, blocking all the wind blades as thin as cicada wings from Xue Lan's way.
Xue Lan slowly opened her eyes, her icy blue eyes looking at Lin Shuang within the azure lotus.
The woman was enveloped in demonic energy, and her body, which had been cut in two by Xue Lan, was rapidly regenerating.
Xue Lan slowly spoke to the Soul-Guiding Sword in her hand:
"Little Soul, today Your Majesty will show you what the power of wishes truly is!"
The woman's voice seemed to carry an endless, hoarse sound of wind, which startled the little sword spirit within the sword.
The light on the Soul-Guiding Sword grew brighter and brighter, like a golden flame in the darkness.
Xue Lan raised the Soul-Guiding Sword in front of him, and pressed the Sun-Tracing Mirror in his right hand directly onto the sword.
Accompanied by the whistling wind around her, Xue Lan slowly spoke to the Soul Guide:
"Little Soul, listen to those wishes!"
The world of the soul-guided beings spun around in an instant, as if flowing through different spaces.
Various sounds came from my ears.
There were shouts from soldiers on the battlefield:
"How can you say that you have no clothes, but you share the same robe with me!"
"We swear to defend the sunset, and fight to the death!"
The murmurs of ordinary people in the mortal world:
"The demons have been wiped out, and we have returned to our homeland."
"The weather is good, the country is peaceful and the people are safe!"
……
Yin Hun recalled the ten years he and Xue Tong spent in the mortal world.
So this is... the power of wishes.
The power that exists within the souls she gathers, even if the souls are scattered, still echoes in the ears of the soul guide.
"Your Majesty!"
The soul guide spoke slowly, his voice young but his tone resolute:
"This is not a wish!"
"This is the obsession of countless beings in the Yuanming Realm who died protecting it."
It is the belief in fighting during life, and the lingering obsession that remains even after the soul has been scattered.
The little girl emerged from the Soul-Guiding Sword, a small mark appearing between her brows.
It was a somewhat intricate ring, radiating a faint golden light.
Xue Lan smiled with relief.
Those are marks that represent reincarnation.
It's the way of heaven!
A somewhat exasperated voice came from beside her: "What do you want to do!"
Xue Lan didn't speak, but her youngest daughter spoke up.
"Your Majesty, let's begin!"