Ask the Mirror Chapter 116: The interlocking inner demons move forward (9)
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The rise of the half of the Zhaoshen Bronze Mirror was completely beyond Yu Ci's expectation.
Now that he has not seen the real thing, he has become the target of public criticism. When the treasure mirror rises and another reaction occurs, even if he has the three-party vitality to protect his body, he will probably be crushed by the monks and unable to hold his head up.
Unfortunately, no matter how loud he screamed in his heart, the changes in the situation did not change according to his will. Just when the vast clouds were almost sinking above the flames, a round piece of metal rose up from the center of the fire circle. , directly penetrated the clouds and reached the top.
No one cares about the cloud mold that was punctured and repaired automatically. Everyone's eyes are focused on this newly popped out thing. In the center, a flame that is completely different from the entire fire ring is burning. The extremely dark color is very eye-catching.
But what people’s eyes are focused on is not only these, but also a faint green trace on the smooth metal surface under the flames.
The Demon Lord of Yuanshi left traces of his demon consciousness...
The mark left by the demon consciousness is only one finger wide and two minutes long. It is like the clear color of the metal itself. There is no mystery. The dark flame is attached to the mark, the lower end is elongated, and the flame tip is concentrated. At the same time, the shape is not so natural.
And there is something else in this flame.
Yu Ci noticed the weirdness inside immediately. It is a mercury-like particle, only the size of a mung bean, with a silvery white color. At first glance, it looks like a metal bead. If you look closely, you can see that it is always changing between the solid state and the liquid state, and it is also on the metal surface. It rolls, but never crosses the trace of faint green, that is, the edge of the flame.
After the half-illuminated copper mirror penetrated the cloud mold, it was still rising. Against the cluster of firelight and the rolling particles in the firelight, it reached approximately the position of Yu Ci's chest and finally became suspended.
This position allows everyone to clearly see the weird appearance above.
At this time... the wind is blowing!
Yu Ci clearly felt an invisible whirlwind blowing across his cheek, rolling up his robes and making a slight sound. This kind of wind is quite strong.
But when many monks confront each other, their respective qi are suppressed and it is difficult for the air to circulate. Where does the wind come from?
Yu Ci's eyelids twitched twice. He could clearly see and sense that the center of the swirling airflow was the cluster of dark flames. The direct cause of all this was the continuous suction of the two streams. , flow, the power of loss.
One comes from Liu Guan; the other comes from Di Langjun.
Di Langjun had no emotion at all, but Liu Guan's expression in front of him was extremely subtle.
On that embarrassed and extremely ferocious face, all the lines were stiff. The lines and bulging muscles protruding from the lip lines, nose wings, and corners of the eyes combined with the light in the temple to form a Several dim areas, put together, mean something like...
Fear? Or greed?
The wind whirlpool in the temple became stronger and stronger, so that everyone could see that a vortex of clouds and dust was formed with the cluster of dark flames on the Illuminating Bronze Mirror as the core. But after a few breaths, the whirlpool stopped, because Liu Guan used a secret method to lock the breath from leaking out, and the cold demonic energy that Di Langjun pressed was also sucked out.
Is it only interested in magic power?
As the person closest to the precious mirror, Yu Ci wanted to reach out and touch it, and he did so. When his fingertips touched the precious mirror, even though there was a layer of tripartite energy between them, he still felt that the temperature was higher than normal. It is much higher, and the whole "metal" is shaking, the amplitude is very small, but the vibration speed is extremely fast.
Then, he bent down slightly and probed the cloud mold that was almost sinking to the ground. There was also a temperature on it. It was not roasted by fire, but there was some kind of huge power, transmitted through the cloud mold and through the mirror. , then concentrated on the traces of the central demon consciousness, and then burned in the dark flames.
Yu Ci grasped the trajectory of its transmission. The source of power is... Di Langjun!
This also solves a previous mystery - the burning of the dark flames has "fuel" after all. The fuel is provided by the treasure mirror, the mold, the Jiuzhen Immortal Palace, and the Donghua Void. A huge whole that is difficult to integrate with.
This type of transmission should have lasted for a long time. It was the confrontation between Liu Guan and Di Langjun in the palace, and their power became apparent, making this transmission obvious.
Yu Ci suddenly realized that some of his understanding of the situation should be revised.
At this moment, maybe the fuel transmission has accumulated to a certain limit, maybe the overall reaction has reached a certain level, maybe the monks' eyes are too eager, half of them shine in the center of the Divine Bronze Mirror, with a dark flame. Among them, the particles that looked like liquid droplets and metal suddenly changed.
The silvery white color of the grains gradually turned darker, as if a layer of sugar coating had been burned away, revealing its true color.
It was pitch black, so deep that it was almost transparent.
Yu Ci’s gaze was drawn involuntarily.
When he looked at the particles, he felt that the color was extremely dark and had no boundaries. He unconsciously ignored its size, just like the deep void outside the territory. He could think of the "darkness" as the boundary, but he could also think of it as the boundary. Just the beginning of a vaster void.
This feeling is a bit nihilistic, but if you look further, the dark colors there are so thick and layered, like roaring waves of ink and blazing black fire, full of movement and spirituality.
It's amazing.
Yu Ci sighed in his heart and wanted to see other people's reactions, but when he thought about it, he suddenly froze.
The world suddenly became different.
His eyes can move, but wherever they go, they are stained by layers of ink, as if eroded by the alien starry sky. He cannot distinguish between front, back, left, right, up, down, and four directions; his will can also flow, but no matter how it changes, , were all corroded by the dark flames. Wherever they went, the whole world seemed to be on fire, and everything was destroyed in the dark flames.
The world fell into endless darkness; everything was destroyed by the flames of darkness; there was only pure and boundless despair, surrounding everything, covering everything, and permeating everything.
And in this pure despair, there is a magnificent and boundless voice, running back and forth. That is the cry of hundreds of millions of creatures in despair, and it is the ultimate despair, the praise of chaos that erases the edge of sinking and freedom:
"The supreme and supreme ruler of heaven, the Great Transformation of the Demon King of Yuanshi Heaven, the Supreme Supreme Ruler of Heaven and the Great Transformation of the Demon King of Yuanshi Heaven..."
"Wonderful mother!"
The void legal realm in the heart suddenly opened up, from the Soul-Slaughtering Prison upwards, from the human world, Chengqi Heaven, Star Heaven, Pingping Heaven to Daluo Heaven, layers of spiritual light shined, and qi machines trembled. Finally, they gathered in one place and turned into round golden talisman beads, radiating brilliance and spreading [***], leaving no blind spots.
Yu Ci stood in the middle, dazed for a long time, with cold sweat pouring down her body:
"The power of origin...the beginning!"