RPAGF Chapter 262 Final Battle of the Alliance
Chapter 262 Final Battle of the Alliance
Jiang Ye and Ye Shuli held hands and resolutely stepped into the depths of the passage. The oppressive force grew stronger and stronger, crashing against them like a surging tide. The surrounding air seemed to freeze. Just then, pebbles began to fall from the stone walls of the passage, and azure spiritual energy swirled like frost flowers. Ye Shuli was affected by the oppressive force, and her emotions began to fluctuate.
Stone fragments fell from the stone walls of the passage, and cyan spiritual energy condensed into tangible frost flowers that swirled in the air.
Ye Shuli dug her right fingernails deep into her palm. The oppressive aura, carrying the scent of blood, reminded her of the thousand-year-old demon python she had encountered in the Ten Thousand Snake Cave three months ago—the same suffocating sense of oppression, but a hundred times stronger than before.
“There’s something wrong with this old man’s spiritual energy field.” Jiang Ye suddenly reached out and pressed down on her trembling shoulder, his fingertip brushing against the back of her neck as he secretly drew a calming talisman. “Look at the trajectory of the falling frost flowers.”
Ye Shuli's pupils suddenly contracted.
Those seemingly disordered ice crystals wove into a dense net around the two of them. Whenever she tried to gather spiritual power, it felt as if thousands of ice needles were piercing her meridians.
No wonder the final blow I was preparing to deliver to the strategist was delayed; it turns out that the opponent had already laid a trap the moment the pressure descended.
"Only realizing it now? Too late."
Black boots shattered the ice crystals on the ground, and dark gold patterns flowed onto the hem of the newcomer's clothes, forming a Taotie totem.
The alliance leader stood with his hands behind his back three zhang away, two crimson runes at the corners of his eyes writhing like living things: "Two mere Spirit Realm brats, dare to meddle in the inheritance of the Spirit Realm?"
Ye Shuli suddenly burst out laughing.
She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear with her hand, a common provocative gesture in the modern workplace that made the leader narrow his eyes: "Old man, you have chives stuck in your teeth."
"What...?" The alliance leader subconsciously pursed his lips, then flew into a rage.
Taking advantage of the moment when he was distracted, Jiang Ye used his left hand, which was hidden behind his back, to form a sword incantation. Twelve golden talismans transformed into dragons and went straight for the opponent's throat.
“A trifle!”
The icy blue spiritual energy exploded outwards, instantly transforming the entire passage into a frozen prison.
As the ice shards struck, Ye Shuli spun around and pushed Jiang Ye behind her, the inheritance mark on her brow glowing with golden light.
She finally understood why that ancient bronze mirror had appeared in her dreams every night for the past three months—at this moment, the mirror's illusory image was emerging from her palm, swallowing up all the frost in the sky.
"The Mirror of Emptiness?" The alliance leader exclaimed in shock and anger as Jiang Ye's blood splattered onto Ye Shuli's cheek.
The boy was thrown back by the shockwave and crashed into the ice wall, but he still managed to give a thumbs up: "Li'er is so cool!"
Is this move called "Ice Crush Saga"?
"Shut up and heal!" Ye Shuli stared at the distorted reflection in the mirror and suddenly understood the meaning of those ancient inscriptions.
When the leader conjured the phantom of the ice phoenix again, she deliberately exposed an opening, allowing an ice spike to pierce her left shoulder, but flipped the mirror the moment the opponent closed in.
Time and space seemed to stand still for a moment.
The bronze mirror no longer reflected a frozen prison, but a star-studded night sky.
The alliance leader was shocked to find that his spiritual power was rapidly draining away. The killing moves that were supposed to be aimed at Ye Shuli were now flowing along the mirror and into the unknown void.
"You think sealing your spiritual power will win?" The old man grinned maliciously, tearing open his robes. Black mist suddenly seeped from the dark jade embedded in his chest. "When I slaughtered the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion three hundred years ago, your ancestors weren't even..."
Jiang Ye's sword grazed past Ye Shuli's ear, the lightning-infused blade piercing precisely into the crack in the black jade: "Haven't you heard of villains dying from talking too much?" The young man coughed up blood, lightning talismans flowing from his palm into the sword. "Li'er, now's the time!"
The Taixu Mirror burst forth with blinding light, and Ye Shuli saw countless fragments of memories amidst the torrent of spiritual energy.
The moment the black mist touched the mirror light, she finally caught that fleeting fluctuation—just like the 0.01-second pause that always occurs when there is signal interference in modern holographic projection.
Jiang Ye!
"Three steps to the Xun position!" she hissed, the power of inheritance surging through her meridians like lava.
Without hesitation, the boy leaped up on the icicles, his seemingly haphazard footwork causing the black mist's claws to miss their mark every time.
The alliance leader finally revealed a weakness; his right hand, which was maintaining the array's core, turned a bluish-gray like corpse spots due to excessive stimulation of the black jade.
The golden light that erupted from Ye Shuli's fingertips tore through the black mist, and the power of inheritance, along with the phantom of the ancient bronze mirror, slammed into the corpse spot on the right arm of the alliance leader.
The sound of ice crystals shattering was like a hundred-foot glacier collapsing, and the spiritual energy shield flowing around the old man exploded into a sky full of stardust.
"Impossible!" The alliance leader was sent flying backwards, crashing through seven ice walls, his dark robes scorched with black holes by the mirror light.
His hand, which was bracing against the ice, suddenly twisted and deformed, and bluish-gray lividity spread wildly down his neck. "The Black Jade Qilin Armor that I refined..."
"Scrap metal." Ye Shuli wiped the bloodstains from the corner of her mouth, and the inheritance mark on her brow burned into a crimson gold.
The broken icicles reflected her fluttering skirt, like the feathers of a phoenix rising from the ashes. "You dare to show off a defensive array from three hundred years ago?"
Jiang Ye's laughter, mixed with the sound of coughing up blood, came from the other end of the ice cave: "Old man, you're outdated!" The young man staggered to his feet, leaning on his sword, whose lightning had not yet dissipated. His bloodied hand scraped against the hilt of the sword, creating dazzling sparks. "Do you know what a version update is?"
The alliance leader's pupils constricted sharply.
He tried to activate the black jade in his heart, but found that the writhing black mist was being completely devoured by the light of the bronze mirror.
The old man's face, covered in lividity, suddenly bulged with several snake-like protrusions, and what spewed from his mouth was no longer icy spiritual energy, but foul-smelling blood.
"Now!" Ye Shuli spun around, shattering the ice crystals on the ground, and the illusory image of the Taixu Mirror solidified in her palm.
The instant the mirror reversed, Jiang Ye's lightning talisman struck the dome of the ice cave, and thousands of purple lightning bolts refracted along the mirror light to form a net that stretched across the sky.
"Heaven and Earth reverse, all things return to their origin!"
A beam of light, interwoven with gilded gold and purple lightning, crashed down, and the Alliance leader's mournful roar shook the entire ice cave.
When the light faded, only half a charred finger remained floating in the icy mist, while fragments of black jade clattered and rolled all over the ground.
“We won…” Ye Shuli staggered half a step, the power of inheritance being drawn out of her meridians like a receding tide.
She belatedly realized that the ice spikes on her left shoulder had already melted, and the blood seeping from the wound had stained half of her sleeve dark red.
A sudden warmth enveloped me from behind.
Jiang Ye's breath, tinged with the scent of blood, brushed past her ear. The boy's slender, bony hand gently covered her wound: "Don't move." A light blue healing aura, mixed with the scent of sandalwood, spread out, and his loose hair tickled the side of her neck.
"Your spiritual power is almost exhausted, why are you still being stubborn?" Ye Shuli struggled, but was held even tighter.
The spiritual energy that had been boiling during the battle had somehow become docile, and it even resonated gently with the pulses of the two people touching.
Jiang Ye's chest vibrated as he chuckled, pressing against her back: "My lady was just so incredibly handsome, I have to give you some after-sales service." He suddenly pressed his fingertip hard on a certain acupoint, causing Ye Shuli to gasp in pain. "But next time, don't use your body as bait..."
"What do you do?"
"I'll stuff scrambled eggs with chives into your pillow."
Ye Shuli rolled her eyes, but when she turned around, she bumped into the boy's eyes, which were filled with starlight.
Jiang Ye's face was still wet with blood, and his canine teeth were still stained with blood when he smiled, but his usually playful peach blossom eyes were filled with a fear and reverence she had never seen before.
The ice cave suddenly trembled violently.
The two looked at the Taixu Mirror, which was suspended in mid-air, and the mirror was sucking in the scattered fragments of black jade.
The gilded inscriptions spread from the mirror frame to the ice surface, instantly forming an ancient array that covered the entire cave.
"Step back!" Ye Shuli grabbed Jiang Ye and quickly retreated three steps.
A bronze pillar of light slowly rose from the center of the formation, and the phantom of the mountains and rivers of the spirit world appeared in the light screen. The overwhelming spiritual power was several times stronger than that of the alliance leader.
Jiang Ye suddenly grasped her icy hand: "This time it's my turn." The lightning talisman and the inheritance mark on the young man's palm shone brightly, blooming into a blue-gold lotus flower where their fingers intertwined. "If we die, we die together; if we live, we live..."
"Say something auspicious!" Ye Shuli pinched the back of his hand to interrupt the spell, but couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips into a smile.
Suddenly, the Taixu Mirror emitted a clear and melodious sound, and the phantom of the spirit world that appeared in the pillar of light transformed into thousands of streams of light, flowing into their meridians along their clasped fingertips.
As the last ray of light entered the space between the eyebrows, the restriction that had shrouded the ice cave for three hundred years melted away like spring snow.
As dawn broke through the shattered dome, it shone on their embracing silhouettes. Jiang Ye's nose brushed against her blood-stained temple: "Li'er, we seem..."
The ground collapsed without warning.
The moment the feeling of weightlessness hit, Ye Shuli instinctively gripped Jiang Ye's clothes tightly.
The Taixu Mirror burst forth with an unprecedentedly intense light, and the inherited power that should have been dormant suddenly flowed backward in the spiritual veins, as if the Milky Way were reversed.
The fall seemed to be stretched out indefinitely.
Amidst the howling wind, Ye Shuli heard a strange buzzing sound, as if some ancient, dormant mechanism had been suddenly awakened.
She barely opened her eyes, stung by the bright light, and vaguely saw the illusory image of the Mirror of Illusion slowly rotating above their heads. The mirror no longer reflected the ruins of the ice cave, but...