“Senior Sister, you…”

The deep crimson color in her eyes was truly frightening. As Liao Kong placed his hand on her shoulder and saw her turn around, he felt as though he was being watched by a pair of emotionless eyes that held no trace of divine light, which startled him greatly.

But the next moment, what surged up was an even deeper worry.

He had nearly fallen into the deep pit earlier, only to be rescued by Jian Chou. When he saw her suddenly disappear without a trace, he searched the surroundings for a long time but couldn’t find her anywhere. Considering that his current cultivation level wouldn’t be of much use in this battle, he dared not rashly join the fray. After much deliberation, he finally decided to take the risk and search for her.

Fortunately, his luck was good, and he indeed found Jian Chou.

However, when he descended, he only saw the endless flowing golden runes in the array formation seeming to come alive, crawling up along her fingertips, covering her body, and even filling her eye sockets…

How could he care about danger at such a moment?

Almost without thinking, he reached out his hand and called her name loudly and forcefully.

But unexpectedly, the moment his hand touched Jian Chou’s shoulder and his voice emerged from his throat, her body suddenly trembled as if struck by some heavy blow. Even her pupils, which had been filled with golden light, turned blood red at this moment, and her eyes soaked with fresh blood looked even more terrifying!

She couldn’t see anything.

It was as if the entire world around her had turned into nothingness in that instant.

Only the faint bloody smell emanating from her own pupils diffused outward, which Jian Chou noticed. Her body swayed, but she didn’t feel her cultivation had been damaged in the slightest. Only from the deepest part of her consciousness came an irrepressible fatigue, as if all her mental energy had been completely consumed in that brief glimpse, or perhaps in those illusions!

“I’m fine.”

Although her eyes couldn’t see temporarily, her spiritual consciousness had already covered the surroundings, allowing her to clearly determine that the person standing beside her was Liao Kong. Therefore, she felt no panic at all, but was unusually calm instead.

The scenes she had just witnessed, one after another, and even one unfamiliar or familiar person after another, had all given Jian Chou extremely strong stimulation.

Which cultivator didn’t yearn for such a place?

Although Jian Chou didn’t understand the world after ascension, just from that brief glimpse of the powerful and aloof female cultivator’s appearance in the immortal palace, she could easily determine that this was the place countless cultivators in the Nineteen Continents exhausted their entire lives trying to reach—

The Upper Void Immortal Realm!

However, with her knowledge, she couldn’t determine what kind of existence the massive ancient corpse drifting in the star river that she saw last was, nor could she know what the abrupt and sinister third eye in the center of the ancient corpse’s brow was, or what kind of connection it had with the events currently happening in the Nineteen Continents.

Only one thing was certain.

That third eye was closely related to the divine being Shaoji, to the array formation at the bottom of this pit, and to the strange changes occurring in Treasure Seal Dharma King!

Her power was as insignificant as an ant or grain of sand compared to these colossal beings, let alone causing them any harm.

But this array formation before her eyes might not be without a chance to try!

In the moment of silence, countless golden runes had already flashed through Jian Chou’s mind!

Although her consciousness had been completely carried away by the endless golden light of the array formation, the countless runes that had flowed into the depths of her mind like a river were all deeply imprinted like brands. At this moment, she could recall their specific forms with infinite clarity.

The originally obscure and profound array formation now revealed just the tip of the iceberg to her.

Above her head, at the top of the deep pit, the sound of thunder suddenly came, as if there were endless galloping lightning in the sky thousands of zhang high. However, the deep darkness in the pit instantly buried that lightning, and even the soul-shaking thunder, when transmitted to the bottom of the pit, had shaken into rolling muffled thunder, as if it were echoing in people’s hearts.

On the nearly vertical pit walls surrounding the deep pit, countless crystals buried and embedded there all began to tremble slightly due to this tremendous commotion, refracting glimmering fragments of light into the darkness and onto Jian Chou’s body.

In her moon-white robe stained with blood, she looked like she was draped in starlight.

At this moment, she clearly sensed the astonishing battle and changes at the peak of the sacred mountain. Without any hesitation, although she couldn’t see, she turned to face Liao Kong and said decisively: “The opportunity must not be missed. Please break the array, Junior Brother Liao Kong!”

“Break… break the array?”

Liao Kong had been worried about her condition and was considering whether to help her check it. Who would have thought that before he could speak, he heard Jian Chou’s words, which immediately shocked him so much that his eyes widened in bewilderment and panic.

“But Senior Sister, this monk has never studied any talismans or spells, and knows nothing about array formations. This… this simply doesn’t know how…”

“Stop talking nonsense!”

Jian Chou completely ignored his various excuses, directly interrupting his hesitant rambling. She pointed at the center of the array formation, which had already returned to calm, where the continuously rotating golden dots sometimes collided and sometimes separated into two groups. There was already a cold determination to stake everything on this gamble in her voice!

“These two array eyes, you choose one!”

“…”

Liao Kong was completely dumbfounded.

In the vast and mysterious array formation, the heavy black qi still surged from the center of the array like an endless spring, gathering into a silently roaring black dragon that continuously rose from the bottom of this deep pit. Attracted by some kind of mark, it poured into the massive human-shaped black qi in the void.

Treasure Seal Dharma King no longer looked like a person.

Under the combined strike of Xuelang Chan and Dakini Yang Jin, his physical body had already perished. Unlike ordinary cultivators, he didn’t even have a soul, only merging into this dangerous black qi, still launching frequent and fierce attacks against Qu Zhengfeng and the others!

The entire snow region was devastated!

The battle of powerful cultivators could move mountains and chase seas, destroy heaven and earth with every gesture. Ordinary cultivators simply couldn’t participate. The many cultivators from the Nineteen Continents who had risen into the air earlier could only retreat far below the sacred mountain, fighting the fleeing Xinmi monks in the mandala.

The golden sacred ritual array formation in the sky gradually began to dim.

Initially, no one noticed, but as the Buddha light that could almost illuminate the entire snow region slowly diminished, and the darkness belonging to this bloody night descended again, the people in fierce battle finally discovered it.

After a long period of brightness, the sacred ritual array formation had actually dispersed.

The countless thin golden threads connecting the believers to the array formation dissolved like rain lines. The array formation, which had faded to pale gold, rotated for the last three cycles before disappearing into the ink-black night sky illuminated by the golden moon, completely vanishing without a trace.

The originally vast waters and shimmering Sacred Lake could no longer be found with even half a trace of water vapor, leaving only the deep pit that seemed to have been created by a meteorite from outer space, with a piece of magnificent and desolate ruins.

The sacred temple on the ground had turned to powder, but the ruins in the deep pit had escaped disaster.

Everything was like a mirror image of the ground buildings, like their reflection, but older and more showing a kind of ruined ferocity…

Saint Son Jiye floated above the ruins.

At the moment when the sacred ritual array formation dimmed until it completely disappeared, the gentle light that had wrapped around Him like a mother’s embrace also dissipated, revealing His slender body and the half-blue monk’s robe that swayed like the wind.

His entire being seemed to be glowing.

That bundle of blue-green sparrow flowers, having lost the support of the surrounding light, drifted down from mid-air like a falling feather, silently landing in His outstretched palm.

This suddenly made Him remember everything related to this bundle of flowers.

It also made Him remember everything related to Himself, and everything related to this life-and-death struggle before His eyes…

If viewed from a human perspective, it should be an old story that happened a very, very long time ago and continued for a very, very long time, right?

His clear gaze, which hid vicissitudes, turned to look at this devastated peak of the sacred mountain. But what appeared in His eyes at this moment was not these traces of devastation, but simply a snow peak, simply a temple, a simple Buddha statue with an indistinct face in the temple, and a clear, vast lake with rippling waves behind the temple…

The mountain rarely had human traces, and ice and snow buried all sounds.

The temple was built by an ascetic monk from the Buddhist sect who first arrived at this place. The Buddha statue with the indistinct face was also carved by his own hands. After the Buddha statue was completed, he sat and attained nirvana in the temple.

The snow plateau froze his shell.

The entire earth of the Nineteen Continents changed day by day under the impact of underground lava, so the snow region became higher and higher, and the increasingly cold temperature made this shell completely disappear under layers of frozen soil.

Winter went and spring came, the snow peak never melted, and flowers bloomed at the foot of the mountain.

The blue-purple petals were like birds that had become extinct in this snow region, making the simple residents fantasize about wings that could fly up to the sky.

So gradually, it had a name.

People called these flowers that bloomed throughout the cold snow region “Blue-Green Sparrow.”

Season after season, year after year.

Blue-Green Sparrow bloomed and withered, withered and bloomed again.

More and more people went up the mountain. They didn’t know who established the temple, nor did they know the origin of the Buddha statue in the temple. They were just awed by the magnificent scenery on this snow peak, giving birth to reverence and yearning. So they believed there was some transcendent place in this world, and transferred this reverence to this crude Buddha statue.

From ancient times to the present, thousands of years had passed. This Buddha statue, as rigid as a dead object, listened to the most devout prayers of the world and condensed the most beautiful imagination of the world. Its originally indistinct face became clearer day by day.

Those were the most beautiful eyes and brows in the world’s imagination.

Anyone who traversed the snow region and climbed the snow peak would feel upon seeing it that it had the most ideal features they had ever seen, a posture that existed only in dreams.

So the news of the Buddha statue’s manifestation spread without being told, attracting more and more people to worship and make offerings.

The Buddha statue became clearer and clearer.

The originally simple temple gradually expanded into a complex.

Finally, it was another spring when Blue-Green Sparrow bloomed throughout the snow region. The lifelike Buddha statue raised its lowered eyes and cast its gaze upon the vivid world, then walked down from the altar step by step, transforming into a pure white youth.

From then on…

It became Him.