Blind Spot
Chapter 572: End of 525 Five

Chapter 572: End of 525 Five

Dazzling red light surged into the sky, and rapidly spread out from the pillar of light as its center, expanding in all directions.

Everything it touched was submerged in the red light, shattered into oblivion, and vanished without a trace.

Soil, rocks, and the layers of trees pulverized by the explosion—all were completely submerged in the blinding red light.

Near the Faceless Sword Sect’s location, the red area expanded at an unimaginable speed, quickly engulfing parts of the edge of the site.

Some disciples who were too slow to react were engulfed in a blink, becoming part of the red light.

"Bai Lu!" Kui Ling’s eyes moistened as she watched Li Chengyi being completely submerged.

She had thought that Li Chengyi had lost his reason, controlled by some unknown force, yet his previous deliberate move to lure Huo Qingkong away for a fight on the outskirts showed that he was still conscious and aware of the people here.

But now... it was already too late...

If they had all struck together just now, helping Bai Lu suppress Huo Qingkong, could they have possibly...

Just as this thought flashed through her mind, the voice beside her interrupted.

"Here it comes..."

The Holy Spirit looked at the red light reaching from heaven to earth, a flicker of memory finally crossing his eyes.

It was the light of the primal entity, the light of decomposition that could destroy and revert everything to its original state.

"In the past, it was the same... a light as blood illuminated everything, then nothing was left," the Holy Spirit said indifferently.

However, the six elders didn’t have such memories and could only watch in despair as the red light effortlessly swallowed a corner of the great formation, then casually approached the heart of the formation as if nothing had happened.

The vast power of the formation seemed to be non-existent.

"What is that! Brother, do you know something!?"

Elder Yuan Ling grabbed at the Holy Spirit Taoist’s robe.

"It is destiny... our doom that we are destined to be thoroughly destroyed," the Holy Spirit said calmly.

He lifted his head to look into the distance, where Suyue Sect’s Qingyang was covering her wounds, facing the rapidly approaching red light as well.

Her beautiful eyes were wide open, a hint of determination shining through.

Hiss!

In an instant, she transformed back into her true form, a countless number of enormous snow-white fox tails spreading out behind her, glowing with a gentle white light.

Only this time, without Golden Sword’s help, her fox tails were much smaller.

"Temporal Secret Technique: Raiment of Rainfall..."

Pure silver flames ignited from her body, her own True Fire.

"Go!"

Facing the rapidly closing red light, she burst forth with all her might one last time.

A True Fire that has normally broken through will naturally derive its first characteristic: all attacks will hit their target.

She was the same, so was the Holy Spirit, as were the Yuheng Sect Master and the true people of Qing and Mu.

This was the inevitable first characteristic of all True Fires, which only those at the same level of power could evade momentarily by igniting their own True Fire.

Below that level, no one, no matter what they tried, could avoid an attack at the True Fire level.

This was a commonality brought forth by all of Panguang’s techniques.

At this moment, Qingyang had engaged that characteristic and her True Fire, unleashing her strongest killing move.

All her fox tails suddenly contracted, turning into a dazzling white Greatsword covered with silver True Fire, which stabbed at the red light with a mysterious and weird arc.

Without a sound.

The Greatsword entered the red light, failing to cause even the slightest ripple; it only managed to slow the spread of the light slightly, nothing more.

Qingyang’s expression remained stoic, relaxing tranquilly as she awaited the approaching red light and the death it would bring.

She seemed to have long known the outcome.

The remaining disciples of the Faceless Sword Sect continued to gather their powers frantically under the leadership of the administrators, trying to combine with the great formation to resist.

But many more had already left the formation, flying in the opposite direction of the spread of the red light to escape.

No one wanted to die.

If they could live a little longer, then they would, for even ants cling to life, let alone humans.

With some disciples beginning to fall apart, the administrators started to flee and evacuate as well.

Among the six elders, Yu Ling and Yuan Ling stood up abruptly.

"Leader! If it’s futile, why not leave now and plan for a comeback later?"

"It’s no use..." the Holy Spirit shook his head and pointed towards the distant sky.

Following his gesture, everyone realized that a huge red light had also appeared far away, squeezing and spreading in their direction.

"There’s another one over there!"

Elder Mu Ling exclaimed, looking in another direction.

To the east, west, south, and north, a gigantic red light surged upwards, submerging and shattering everything.

Four red lights completely blocked everyone’s hope of escape.

"Hahahahaha!!"

The mad laughter of the Faceless Scholar echoed at that moment, vibrating through everyone’s eardrums like thunder.

The red light quickly turned the sky blood-red, the black clouds were no more, and everything was completely bathed in crimson, reflecting off the land.

The black snow and frost were also quickly tainted red under the erosion of the countless lights.

The huge black rift struggled to resist but still couldn’t counter the increasingly massive pillars of blood-red light.

It cried out with a cracking sound, as it was continuously compressed, becoming smaller and thinner.

Until it turned into a thin line, a ten-thousand-meter thin line.

All around was dominated by a blood-red halo, claiming everything.

"Big Brother... is this your final card?"

Suddenly, a deep voice interrupted the Faceless Scholar’s moment of madness.

At the base of the black line, Li Chengyi, who had been thought to be completely engulfed by the red light, was now enveloped in a dense white mist.

The white mist continuously neutralized the surrounding red glow, flowing endlessly as if it were infinite.

His blurred silhouette projected from the mist, slowly stepping out one step at a time.

With each step, a crisp sound reminiscent of metal striking a mirror rang out, instantly resounding in everyone’s hearts around them.

It was neither a sound nor a vibration, but merely a resonance that naturally arose from deep within the heart.

It was as though the sound was quietly emerging from the bottom of their own hearts.

"That is the sound of footsteps!" Both the Holy Spirit and Qingyang’s eyes sharpened simultaneously, looking towards the direction of the white mist.

The situation that was once thought to be certain death, now unexpectedly showed a new variable!

"You’re not dead yet!?" the Faceless Scholar rose slowly from the red glow, looking towards the white mist figure not far away.

"Did you really think that such a weak and feeble attack could put me to death?" said Li Chengyi.

In the white mist, the figure took a fierce step out.

"Have you ever heard that under extreme malevolence, all ground becomes fertile..."

Whoosh!

A fierce gale suddenly swept out from the figure.

Bang!

At the same time, the fine cracks behind the figure burst open, as odd-shaped black giants, extending hundreds of meters long arms, forcibly widened the cracks and roared outwards.

The surrounding red light was swallowed up by the abruptly expanded blackness, obscured as the sky swiftly turned from blood-red to night.

A darkness that was deeper and denser than before once again replaced the red glow, becoming the dominant hue of heaven and earth at that moment.

"What is this power!?" the countless heads on the Faceless Scholar’s body roared in unison.

He turned around, with his claws in hand igniting a glaring red and silver light.

"The power of Rebirth is actually being suppressed!?"

He couldn’t believe it as he looked towards the darkening sky.

Countless black snowflakes fell yet again, more numerous and colder than before.

Boom!

In an instant, white mist exploded beneath him and he vanished on the spot, heading straight for Li Chengyi.

"As long as I kill you, everything will return to normal! Die!!!"

The furious roar had not yet landed when the Faceless Scholar’s claws struck at the space in front of Li Chengyi.

He did not attack Li Chengyi himself, but aimed at the narrow space in front of him.

The eerie red and silver flames attempted to completely solidify that section of space and then tear it apart completely.

Just at that moment, Li Chengyi took a step forward, emerging completely from the white mist with a sword in each hand, slashing horizontally with golden threads.

The two silhouettes collided in an instant.

Ding!!!

A light sound reverberated through heaven and earth, followed by circles of red light exploding outward.

The Faceless Scholar’s body shook violently, his strength completely suppressed, unable to withstand the opponent’s slash.

The Rebirth state of Destiny was the strongest original form in the world, the combination of the world’s essence, making him dozens of times stronger than before, but even such power was...

Thunderous!!!

A ring of blood-red ripples exploded, and his body was blasted away by the Giant Strength, shooting backward and turning into a shooting star.

But before he could get far, a flash of black light appeared, and Li Chengyi’s figure flashed to appear behind him, slashing down with both swords in hand.

Dang!

Another sword completely shattered his newly gathering strength; the red and silver flames had just begun to coalesce when they were dispersed again.

The Faceless Scholar was flung in a new direction, but the terror was that the golden light flashed again.

Li Chengyi seemed to become thousands, blinking into existence in countless positions around, simultaneously emitting a golden glow, slashing across him.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding!!

A series of dense impacts sounded together.

"The final strike."

Li Chengyi’s blurry figure appeared above, as two Golden Swords reemerged, their hilts joined to form a double-bladed sword.

The over ten-meter-long sword blade shone with a blinding golden light.

He slashed downward.

’Instant Prison.’

Chi!!!

The Golden Sword turned into a golden thread, falling straight down, splitting heaven and earth in two, and striking the Faceless Scholar’s chest directly.

Spurt.

The golden light penetrated flesh, but was blocked by a more glaring red light from within, piercing only halfway through.

At that moment, the Faceless Scholar’s body began to flash with red light rapidly.

"I am immortal! I am the Destiny of the world! Eternal life! Eternal existence!" he laughed maniacally.

With a thunderous explosion,

his entire body burst apart, with the terrible shockwave turning into a swath of red turbulence, and struck Li Chengyi, who was incredibly close, with full force.

However, with a flash of black light, the shockwave, before it could exert its force, was easily evaded.

Li Chengyi then appeared thousands of meters away in midair.

It was only when his speed came to a halt that everyone could see what he looked like now.

He was wearing a set of vague, translucent ash-grey magnificent Armor.

That Armor had a wide cape, a ferocious helmet, with helical horns twisted together on the top, heavy and magnificent all over, with twelve indistinct patterns at the joints, and a dazzling silver light flashing at the brow.

But for some reason, the Armor could not be fully seen, as if it were just a phantom projection.