12dz Chapter 554 Twin Infants
Chapter 554 Twin Infants
At this critical moment of the life and death of Qinglan Sect, the blood mist was like the sticky breath of the devil, rolling and dyeing the whole world into a tragic scarlet. Yun Yao held the silver hairpin in her hand, her eyes were like torches, and she locked her eyes on Liu Yan'er. On the tip of the hairpin, all her hatred and determination were condensed. Liu Yan'er suddenly burst out with the pressure of the Spiritualization Stage. This force pressed down like a tidal wave, and the air seemed to be squeezed and "sizzled", making people suffocate. She suddenly swung out the blood-colored long whip made of hundreds of infant corpses from her sleeve. On the whip, the resentful spirits wailed and the faint light flickered. Every whip seemed to tear the void, carrying endless resentment and evil power.
Seeing this, Chu Mochen flew in front of Yun Yao without hesitation. The Dragon Roar Sword in his hand hummed, as if responding to the master's determination. The dragon pattern on the sword shone brightly, as if it wanted to break free from the sword and fight against the evil magic. However, Liu Yan'er's power was too strong. The blood-colored long whip was wrapped in the momentum of annihilation and lashed hard. The Dragon Roar Sword was ultimately unable to resist. At the moment of the chilling collision, only a crisp and heartbreaking sound was heard. The Dragon Roar Sword actually broke into pieces, turning into countless fragments that flew out. Each piece seemed to carry Chu Mochen's unwillingness, and drew a sad arc in the air.
Chu Mochen's chest felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and he flew backwards uncontrollably. However, the jade pendant on his chest emitted a dazzling light. The jade pendant was a token of love that Yun Yao gave him during the foundation-building period. The warm jade now glowed with a strange light, as if it contained some mysterious power, supporting a weak but tenacious protective light for Chu Mochen in the darkness. Yun Yao watched him being swept by the whip wind. At that moment, her heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and the pain instantly spread throughout her body. She screamed, "Chu Mochen!" Her voice was filled with endless fear and despair.
At this time, Yun Yao's Nascent Soul actually showed cracks, and a piercing pain came from her Dantian. Her face instantly turned pale as snow, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. The damage to her Nascent Soul meant that her foundation of cultivation had suffered a severe blow. Her spiritual power was surging uncontrollably like a flood that broke through a dam, and her body was even more shaky, as if she was about to fall into an endless dark abyss in the next moment.
In desperation, Yun Yao's mind went blank, and the shadow of death quickly enveloped her like a dark cloud. However, at this critical moment, her system interface seemed to sense the desperate situation of its master and suddenly fully expanded. The "Origin Tracing" function, which was originally dim and had never been lit, now bloomed with a mysterious blue light, and rows of ancient and mysterious runes emerged. Then, the cold electronic sound of the system rang in her ears: [Consume 10 energy points to summon the host's previous life spiritual roots]
Yun Yao looked at the flashing prompt, feeling mixed emotions. 10 energy points, this was almost all the wealth she had accumulated before. Once used up, she would be left with nothing again. But at this moment, she had no other choice. In front of her was a loved one who was seriously injured and dying, and behind her was the desperate situation of the destruction of the sect. If she didn't give it a try, everything would be gone. She gritted her teeth, a look of determination flashed in her eyes, and reached out to press the option hard.
Instantly, a strange scene emerged before her eyes. The starry sky projection of the modern laboratory seemed to travel through endless time and space, and overlapped with the spiritual veins of the cultivation world. Where the light shone, twin spiritual roots slowly emerged on the top of her Nascent Soul: an ice spiritual root, crystal clear, exuding a bone-chilling chill, and the surrounding air condensed into ice crystals, as if it could freeze everything in the world; and the other, turned out to be a data spiritual root that had never been seen before, with countless flashing data light bands wrapped around it, flowing with a mysterious and powerful aura, as if it contained the ultimate secret of the universe.
Yun Yao stared at this magical scene with eyes wide open, and an indescribable shock surged in her heart. She had no time to think about it, as every second at this moment was a matter of life and death. The ice spirit root instantly released a vast spiritual power, turning into an indestructible layer of ice armor, protecting her body and resisting the evil forces that continued to invade in the blood mist; while the data spirit root was like a supercomputer, rapidly analyzing the energy fluctuations around her, looking for a way to defeat the enemy.
When Liu Yan'er saw Yun Yao's change, the smugness on her face froze instantly, replaced by a deep fear. She knew very well that Yun Yao had been reborn at this moment, possessing enough power to overturn the situation. But how could she be willing to stop there? She waved the blood-colored long whip in her hand again, and the whip tip turned into a ferocious blood snake, rushing towards Yun Yao with bared fangs and claws, vowing to drag her into the place of no return again.
Yun Yao snorted coldly, and the twin Yuanyings formed seals at the same time. The ice spirit root controlled the spiritual power, condensing ice spikes, shooting at the blood snake like sharp arrows. Each ice spike contained extreme coldness. Wherever it passed, the blood mist was frozen into ice slag and fell. The data spirit root used the surrounding blood mist as a screen, using spiritual power as code, and dancing with both hands quickly, outlining mysterious code tracks in the air. In a flash, an illusory and powerful data sword domain slowly took shape above Qinglan Sect.
Chu Mochen endured the severe pain in his chest and struggled to stand up. He looked at the twin spiritual roots shining on Yun Yao's head and the data sword domain that exuded a mysterious aura, his eyes full of shock and relief. In a trance, he remembered the scene when he first met Yun Yao. At that time, she was standing by the lotus pond in the palace, the breeze ruffling her hair, she looked up at the sky and whispered: "Data is the purest law in this world." At that time, he did not fully understand the deep meaning of this sentence, he just felt that the woman in front of him was different. Now it seems that it was her unique cognition from another world.
In the data sword domain, Yun Yao seemed to have transformed into a god who controlled the world. Binary light flowed in her eyes, as if she could see through all the falsehoods in the world. Liu Yan'er's long whip lashed on the sword domain again and again, but it was like being stuck in a quagmire. Every attack was quickly decomposed into data streams by the data spirit root and dissipated into nothingness. Liu Yan'er widened her eyes in horror, looked at Yun Yao, and shouted in a trembling voice: "You...you are not a human!"
Yun Yao raised her chin slightly, her eyes firm and cold, her voice with a dual texture of mechanical and spiritual charm, echoing in the blood mist: "I am Su Yao, and also Yun Yao." At this moment, she has integrated the power of past and present lives. She is no longer the weak woman who is bullied by others, but a strong person who shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting her beloved and saving the sect.
As Yun Yao's handprints changed, the codes in the data sword domain became denser and the light became more dazzling. Finally, when the Zhuxian Sword Array composed of codes fell with a bang, Liu Yan'er finally collapsed completely. Her face showed an unprecedented fear, and she screamed madly: "The leader of the Blood Evil Sect will not let you go--" However, the only response she got was the ruthless killing power of the Zhuxian Sword Array. In the dazzling light, Liu Yan'er's figure gradually dissipated, leaving only a shrill scream, echoing over the blood-filled Qinglan Sect.
The blood mist was still everywhere, but at this moment, there was a glimmer of hope in the air. Yun Yao put away her twin spiritual roots, and with a flash of her body, she rushed towards Chu Mochen. Her face was full of anxiety, and she reached out to support Chu Mochen, her eyes scanning back and forth over him, her eyes full of heartache: "Chu Lang, how are you?"
Chu Mochen forced a smile and gently wiped the blood off Yun Yao's face: "I'm fine, don't worry." However, his pale face betrayed his weakness. Yun Yao felt a pain in her heart and her eyes were red. She knew that Chu Mochen was seriously injured in order to protect her. This deep affection was something she could never repay in her lifetime.
At this time, the disciples of Qinglan Sect gathered around, looking at Yun Yao, who was still standing upright but covered in blood, with eyes full of respect and gratitude. The head master handed over the sect master's order with trembling hands: "Yun Yao, you are the destined savior of Qinglan Sect." This sect master's order symbolized the highest power of Qinglan Sect. At this moment, it was handed to Yun Yao, representing the recognition and trust of the entire sect to her.
Yun Yao seemed to have not heard anything, and at this moment, she only had Chu Mochen in her eyes. She shook her head gently, turned around and hugged Chu Mochen tightly, feeling his weak breath, and finally tears burst out. At this moment, she suddenly discovered that the whip wound on Chu Mochen's back was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The originally hideous wound slowly grew pink buds, as if a mysterious and powerful force was repairing his body. And the jade pendant on his chest, at this moment, showed the same pattern as her system mark, and the pattern was flickering, as if telling of some ancient and mysterious contract.
Late at night, after Yun Yao properly settled Chu Mochen, she entered the system space alone. She was still in a state of panic. Today's thrilling experiences seemed like a nightmare, yet so real. In the system space, she called up the newly unlocked memory fragments, full of expectations, hoping to find clues to save Chu Mochen and solve the mystery.
A piece of memory fragment emitting soft light slowly emerged. Yun Yao reached out and gently touched it, and the picture unfolded instantly. She saw the scene before her mother died. Her mother was lying on the bed, dying, but holding on to her last breath, and stuffed a jade pendant into her hand, her eyes full of reluctance and expectation: "Xiaoyao, when you see this, it means that you have activated the 'World Anchor Point'. Remember, Chu Mochen's true identity is--" However, before she finished speaking, the picture was suddenly covered by a burst of snowflakes, and then the system issued a harsh alarm again: [Energy fluctuations of the Spacetime Administration have been detected, and the host is about to face--]
Yun Yao's heart suddenly sank, and an ominous premonition came to her mind. She looked at the flashing alarm, frowning, and secretly thought: Who exactly is this Spacetime Management Bureau? What is their connection with her time travel and Chu Mochen's identity? And what did her mother not finish saying? What secrets did Chu Mochen hide? Countless questions swirled in her mind, like a tangled mess that could not be cut or sorted out.
But Yun Yao knew that there was no time for her to feel sad and think too much. She took a deep breath, calmed down, and secretly vowed that no matter what was waiting for her ahead, she would protect Chu Mochen, protect Qinglan Sect, and solve the mysteries, even if it meant making the whole world her enemy.
At this moment, the night outside the window is getting darker and darker, like a huge black curtain covering the entire world of cultivation. But the flame in Yun Yao's heart is burning more and more fiercely, illuminating her way forward. On this long and unknown road of cultivation, she will continue to walk bravely with her deep affection for her beloved, her responsibility to the sect, and her persistent pursuit of the truth, even if the road ahead is full of thorns and she has to face endless difficulties and obstacles...