Daringly Breaking the Forbidden Seal to Guard the Spiritual Vein, True Love Unstoppably Shatters the Impasse
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Thunderclouds churned above the Frozen Pool, and the compass in Shen Yi’s palm emitted a shrill, grating whine.
He could clearly feel the restriction laid down by Nightshadow devouring Gao Yao’s spiritual power. Each time the black iron chains coiled around her ankles trembled, the spiritual ley lines beneath the pool dimmed another shade.
“The system prompts have all turned warning-red...” Shen Yi licked the golden blood froth from the corner of his mouth. A sudden stab of pain shot through the crystalline portion of his right hand.
The Boundary-Breaking Shuttle hovering in midair abruptly changed direction and shot toward the center of his brow.
At that very moment, Lie Feng’s Wine Talisman Formation descended, its amber barrier stopping the shuttle barely an inch away.
Seizing the opportunity, Shen Yi bit through the tip of his tongue and spat his essence-blood onto the Eight Trigrams array at the center of the compass. The originally silver-white symbols suddenly turned blue-green. The roots of the spiritual plants sleeping beneath the pool stirred like awakening horned dragons, surging wildly through the cracks in the ice.
“Trying to break the formation with the power of grass and trees?” Nightshadow’s phantom condensed among the clouds. With a light tap of his pale finger, frost instantly coated the vines that had just emerged. “Then I shall see how long your Divine Farmer bloodline can hold out.”
Shen Yi suddenly grinned.
Beneath the crystalline skin of his right hand, a blue-green totem began resonating with the lotus mark over Gao Yao’s heart.
When the Boundary-Breaking Shuttle struck the Wine Talisman Formation again, he deliberately withdrew thirty percent of his spiritual power, allowing the backlash to blast his sleeve into shreds.
Now!
The wood-element spiritual power that seemed to be collapsing suddenly condensed into tens of thousands of silver needles, flowing upstream along the spiritual circuits through which Nightshadow controlled the restriction.
The dark-green countdown flashing wildly across the system interface suddenly froze. Reflected in Shen Yi’s pupils was a minute disturbance in the restriction’s northwestern corner—a nearly invisible crack that was widening as the roots of the spiritual plants detonated one after another.
“Old Lie!” Shen Yi suddenly flung the compass into the air. His crystalline right hand plunged straight into the ice. “Open up a gap the size of a wine jar!”
Lie Feng understood at once. A scarlet serpent of flame suddenly burst from his wine gourd.
The instant the flames collided with the vapor rising from the Frozen Pool, every meridian in Shen Yi’s body blazed with azure light. The black iron chains wrapped around Gao Yao gave off a grating, tooth-aching snap.
He heard the crisp sound of her wrist bones slipping out of place, but he had no time to examine her injuries. The Divine Farmer totem crawled along the skin where they touched and climbed toward Gao Yao’s heart, intertwining with the blooming lotus mark into pale-golden patterns.
Nightshadow’s shriek sent snow sliding from the cliffs.
“You dare use a symbiotic contract to transfer the backlash!”
“The first rule of my field-row code...” Shen Yi caught the weakened Gao Yao in his arms and leapt from the Frozen Pool atop the wildly growing spiritual plants. The tattered hem of his robe swept across the water as it began crystallizing. “Whoever touches my seedlings, no matter how far away, must die!”
When the villagers surrounded them with torches, black snow suddenly began falling from the night sky.
The hairs on Shen Yi’s back rose. He rolled across the ground with Gao Yao in his arms, and the spot where he had been standing was pierced through by ghostly blue flames.
Nightshadow’s true form finally appeared. He hovered in midair with one foot resting on a withered leaf, the Netherworld Seal in his palm casting a violet glow across the entire network of spiritual ley lines.
“Beware of his...” Gao Yao had not finished speaking when Shen Yi suddenly grunted.
Three icicles had pierced through his shoulder blades. Their bloodstained tips glimmered with an eerie green light in the moonlight. Nightshadow had hidden a poison curse within the villagers’ cheers.
When Lie Feng’s wine gourd exploded into a second protective formation, Shen Yi was already down on one knee.
He could clearly feel the poison spreading along the Divine Farmer totem, but the trembling girl in his arms forced him to swallow his cry of pain.
Ice beads clung to Gao Yao’s eyelashes, yet she stubbornly pressed her warm palm against his wound.
“Your spiritual power is flowing backward. Let me go!”
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“Quit whining.” Shen Yi deliberately rubbed his bloodstained chin against her forehead, using the motion of rising to conceal his trembling legs. “I once got chased thirty miles through the mountain ravines by a wild boar without ever letting go of my hoe. This little scene is nothing...”
Nightshadow’s second attack arrived without a sound.
When Shen Yi shoved Gao Yao aside, the Netherworld Seal had already transformed into a nine-headed serpent shadow lunging straight at him.
He instinctively raised his arm to block. The crystalline limb suddenly rang like struck jade, and the Boundary-Breaking Shuttle actually pierced through the barrier on its own, carrying him into the sealing stone at the heart of the ley lines.
Gao Yao’s cry was torn apart by the shock wave.
Shen Yi opened his eyes through the agony and saw his blood flowing along the patterns carved into the sealing stone. The spiritual ley lines contaminated by Nightshadow were actually beginning to converge upon his wound of their own accord.
A scarlet warning suddenly appeared on the system interface. At some point, the countdown for the ancient law had changed to [00:09:59].
Nightshadow’s laughter became strangely distant.
“So that is how it is... You are the finest sacrifice after all.”
Ice crystals pattered down from above the Frozen Pool. A warm touch suddenly brushed Shen Yi’s nape.
Gao Yao had pressed her bloodstained lips against the vital point throbbing there, pouring the purest spiritual power into his meridians.
“Who gave you permission to waste your cultivation?”
His throat bobbed, yet he allowed the girl’s slender fingers to clutch his collar.
Nightshadow’s nine-headed serpent shadow twisted and warped amid the violet radiance of the ley lines. A system notification suddenly sounded from Shen Yi’s crystalline right arm:
[Divine Farmer bloodline compatibility: 73%.]
Borrowing the spiritual power Gao Yao was sending him, he vaulted into the air. As the soles of his boots skimmed past the Netherworld Flames, they unexpectedly left behind the phantom image of a green lotus in the void.
“Southeast, the Xun position!” Gao Yao suddenly shouted into his ear.
Without thinking, Shen Yi hurled the Boundary-Breaking Shuttle at the stone pillar to his right. The instant black iron collided with bluestone, three black-robed figures stumbled out of the void.
In their hands, foul-smelling soul-locking chains were fastened around the neck of the unconscious village chief.
Lie Feng’s wine gourd suddenly burst, scattering sparks across the sky. The amber liquor condensed in midair into Sanskrit characters.
Seizing the opportunity, Shen Yi grabbed the end of the soul-locking chain and drew a talisman through the air. Purple Cloud Vines from the system storage sprouted wildly along the chain, instantly wrapping the black-robed men into insect-like cocoons.
“You old bastard, you really know how to have fun.” Shen Yi shook the palm that had been corroded down to the bone and arched a brow at Nightshadow. “Poison curses and hostages too? Does the immortal realm offer professional kidnapping courses now?”
A sickly flush rose across Nightshadow’s pale cheeks. He lightly stroked the Netherworld Seal with his fingertip.
“Daoist Shen, why don’t you guess what amusing little things have been planted in the souls of these villagers?”
The moment his voice fell, the villagers holding torches suddenly began emitting beastlike snarls. Black veins crawled across the whites of their eyes.
Gao Yao’s Frostmoon Silk wrapped around the first old woman to lunge forward. Her voice trembled.
“Soul-devouring parasites... Nightshadow, you dare violate the Pact of the Three Realms!”
“The pact?” Nightshadow laughed until he coughed. With a light tap of his toe, he landed atop the spiritual plant Shen Yi had just planted. “When you used a descendant of the Divine Farmer as a pawn, why did you not mention the pact?”
Shen Yi suddenly felt Gao Yao’s arm tighten around his waist.
He lowered his head and met the girl’s panicked gaze. A red notification suddenly appeared on the system interface:
[Abnormal fluctuation detected in the symbiotic contract.]
There was no time to think. The villagers controlled by Nightshadow had already formed a ring around them. Viscous fluid dripped from their rotting fingertips, corroding strange patterns into the ground.
“Hold on tight.”
Shen Yi abruptly lifted Gao Yao by the waist and leapt into the air. His crystalline right arm thrust straight into the clouds.
Thunder exploded overhead. Blue-violet lightning poured down along his arm and into his dantian, while thirty-seven varieties of spiritual plant seeds from the system storage cascaded from the sky like torrential rain.
Seeing this, Lie Feng immediately bit through his finger and drew a scarlet-flame talisman on the bottom of his wine gourd.
“Shen, you lunatic, ease up!”
Amid the soaring flames, the various spiritual plants mutated under the urging of the lightning, transforming into man-eating flowers and iron thorns that temporarily trapped the maddened villagers within the botanical formation.
But Shen Yi knew that these mutated plants were consuming his lifespan at a terrifying rate.
Nightshadow’s figure suddenly appeared at the center of the formation. The Netherworld Seal reflected his crimson pupils.
“The game is over.”
Twelve bone nails flew from his sleeve and struck the nodes of the spiritual ley lines with perfect precision.
The entire Frozen Pool began to tremble violently. Blood-colored incantations surfaced across the sealing stone at its bottom.
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“It’s the Ten-Directions Blood Sacrifice Formation!” Gao Yao suddenly tore herself from Shen Yi’s arms. Her Frostmoon Silk wove a star map in the air. “Shen Yi, listen to me—the formation’s core is in the northeastern corner of the pool bottom... Mm!”
She suddenly clutched her chest. Black qi coiled through the golden radiance erupting from the symbiotic lotus seal.
Shen Yi’s pupils contracted sharply.
The Divine Farmer Hoe, which had lain dormant in the system storage for a long time, suddenly flew out on its own and seared a mark into his palm.
When the fifth bone nail pierced the ley lines, he clearly saw blood at the corner of Nightshadow’s mouth. That madman was actually using the essence-blood of his own golden core as the catalyst!
“Yao Yao, sing me a calming song, will you?”
Shen Yi suddenly flashed a grin and swung the Divine Farmer Hoe in a crescent of light.
While Gao Yao stood stunned, he had already burst through the barrier of the botanical formation. Wrapped in azure lightning, the blade of the hoe came crashing down toward Nightshadow’s face.
The barrier formed by the Netherworld Seal collided with the Divine Farmer Hoe. The resulting shock wave hurled the water of the Frozen Pool into towering waves.
Using the recoil, Shen Yi twisted and plunged into the depths of the pool. A system notification exploded beside his ear:
[Warning! The host is coming into contact with contaminated ancient spiritual ley lines.]
The crystalline layer on his right arm began to flake away, revealing wood-grained skin beneath.
Nightshadow’s shriek came from the surface.
“Stop him!”
Three shadows at the Golden Core stage burst through the water. Shen Yi, however, suddenly pulled a wine gourd from his pocket—the Drunken Immortal Brew that Lie Feng had secretly slipped to him moments earlier.
The instant the amber liquor splashed through the water, every spiritual plant in the system storage detonated at once.
Taking advantage of the chaotic flow of spiritual power, Shen Yi glided like a fish toward the heart of the formation.
The blood-colored incantations on the sealing stone seemed to come alive, winding around his ankles. A golden prompt suddenly appeared on the system interface:
[Ancient Divine Farmer restriction detected. Consume 80% of spiritual power for purification?]
“Purify your ass!”
Shen Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and brought the Divine Farmer Hoe crashing directly into the core of the incantation.
“This is my field. You don’t get to tell me what to do!”
The instant the blade touched the heart of the formation, the wood grain on his right arm spread across his entire body. The vortex of spiritual power within him abruptly reversed direction.
Nightshadow’s anguished roar came from the surface.
“No—!”
The entire Frozen Pool suddenly erupted in a pillar of light that shot into the heavens. The contaminated ley lines broke free like silver dragons escaping their chains, carrying the might of ancient power straight into the clouds.
Within the storm of spiritual power, Shen Yi saw Gao Yao rushing toward him. The instant her Frostmoon Silk wrapped around his waist, the system interface suddenly turned blood-red.
When the light faded, nothing remained of Nightshadow’s dark cloak except torn fragments hanging from a withered tree.
The black qi in the villagers’ eyes gradually receded. Lie Feng was feeding medicine to the unconscious village chief from his wine gourd.
Shen Yi lay sprawled among the rubble, staring at the fingertips that were slowly turning into wood grain. The system’s final notification still echoed in his ears:
[Ancient law synchronization rate has reached the critical threshold...]
Gao Yao’s sleeve, carrying the fragrance of herbs, brushed across his eyelids.
“Don’t move. There’s something inside your spiritual ley lines...”
“Doing a square dance?”
Shen Yi tore open his bloodstained collar, revealing the faint blue-green totem over his heart.
He deliberately prodded the lotus mark at Gao Yao’s waist with a scabbed finger. Only when the tips of her ears flushed did he let out a muffled laugh.
“This batch of fertilizer really packs a punch.”
A dry branch cracked in the distance, and Shen Yi instantly sobered.
The Netherworld Flames left behind by Nightshadow flickered eerily among the snow, as though mocking them.
Gao Yao followed his gaze and suddenly discovered that within the points of light that should have belonged to pure spiritual ley lines, there were fine black glimmers as thin as strands of hair.
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