novelapdf #604 - Repair Success
#604 - Repair Success
The Yin-Yang Mirror, shocked and enraged, was about to flee, but it was already too late.
Li Chengfeng's sword light flashed, like an inescapable net, slowing its speed to a snail's pace. The gate to escape, seemingly within reach, felt as distant as the horizon.
In that instant, Li Chengfeng's attack arrived, and the seal of heaven and earth crashed down, tightly binding the Yin-Yang Mirror, rendering it unable to move.
The originally rampant Yin-Yang power now poured back into the mirror like a receding tide, and its former arrogance vanished in an instant.
At this moment, the Yin-Yang Mirror was like a tamed beast, its power completely restrained, and the Yin-Yang power it contained was firmly bound.
It was already battered and bruised, and it had hoped to escape back to the Gongsun family to heal itself with the family's ancient secret techniques and Yin-Yang power.
However, fate played a trick on it, and it unexpectedly fell into Li Chengfeng's hands. This sudden change of events left it in disbelief.
It widened its mirror eye, staring at Li Chengfeng in disbelief, its voice filled with shock and confusion: "This… how is this possible? You are not of the Gongsun bloodline, how can you control this Yin-Yang secret technique and drive my divine artifact?"
Li Chengfeng's lips curled into a faint smile, his eyes flashing with indifference: "A frog in a well cannot see the vastness of the sky and earth? Your knowledge is too narrow.
Now, there are only two paths before you: one is to submit to me, recognize me as your master, and obey my orders; the other is to dissipate into nothingness."
Hearing this, the Yin-Yang Mirror felt a mix of emotions. After a moment of contemplation, it slowly said, "Unfortunately, you are not a descendant of the Gongsun family. If you possessed the Gongsun bloodline, I might be able to barely accept it.
After all, the Gongsun family is my origin, I was born because of them…"
Before it could finish speaking, Li Chengfeng used the "Severing the Root" technique with lightning speed, and an indescribable force instantly locked the Yin-Yang Mirror's soul firmly, as if it were being pulled by invisible chains, gradually separating it from the mirror body.
At this moment, the Yin-Yang Mirror finally realized the unfathomable depth of Li Chengfeng's strength.
Although he was only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, his understanding and application of the laws of heaven and earth had reached an astonishing level, as if he could turn the world upside down with a wave of his hand.
Li Chengfeng gently stroked the weak flame of the soul in his hand, his tone filled with irresistible authority: "Since you insist on not complying, then I will let you experience true despair, and then find a more obedient artifact spirit."
The Yin-Yang Mirror felt an unprecedented threat to its life. It had weathered storms and fallen into the hands of countless strong men, most of whom would adopt a gentle approach, attempting to tame it slowly.
But this man in front of him was like a cold-blooded hunter, once he made a decision, he would show no mercy.
On the scales of survival and dignity, it finally chose the former, gritting its teeth, its voice tinged with unwillingness: "I… I agree to you."
Li Chengfeng's lips curled into a satisfied arc, and he secretly praised in his heart that with the help of this Yin-Yang Mirror, his cultivation seemed to have gained wings and was about to soar above the nine heavens.
More importantly, in the grand blueprint that followed, this ancient mirror would become the sharpest sword in his hand, indestructible, leading him through layers of fog to the shore of victory.
Ling Feng's figure flashed, and with a flick of his fingertips, several profound magic seals pierced through the night sky like shooting stars, accurately imprinting on the hazy artifact spirit of the Yin-Yang Mirror.
Immediately, a complex and precise network of restrictions was quietly woven, like the trajectory of stars, embedded within the mirror body, closely connected to the depths of its soul.
The Yin-Yang Mirror, like a newly awakened behemoth, felt this unprecedented restraint and power, and its heart was extremely shocked. It was speechless for a moment and could only express its awe for Li Chengfeng's unfathomable strength with silence.
This restriction was both a shackle and a gift. While giving the Yin-Yang Mirror more powerful abilities, it also quietly planted the seeds of loyalty in the depths of its consciousness.
Once the thought of betrayal arose, it would be like ten thousand ants gnawing at the heart, and the pain of the soul being torn apart would make it wish it were dead.
And Li Chengfeng could use this restriction to see into the world within the mirror, grasp the subtle pulse of the Yin-Yang power, and understand the supreme laws of the operation of heaven and earth.
He gently caressed the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand. Then, a stream of deep soul power surged from his palm. It was the ownerless wandering souls and soul power fragments that he had carefully collected during his travels in the mysterious realm.
Now, nourished by the hellish space, they had gathered into a sea, vast and boundless.
This million-acre space was like a chaotic universe, intertwined with darkness and Yin energy, surrounded by ghostly aura, almost solidified into fog. The Yellow Spring Ghost Tree was growing wildly, and the Yellow Spring water beneath it was gurgling, flowing at an astonishing speed.
With a thought in Li Chengfeng's mind, he began the journey to repair the Yin-Yang Mirror with this endless ghostly Yin energy and the essence of Yin and Yang.
Although the mirror body was damaged, in the hands of this formation master, all difficulties seemed insignificant.
With a wave of his hand, the restrictions were woven like a fabric, not only repairing the cracks in the mirror body, but also, through ingenious improvements, allowing the power of the Yin-Yang Mirror to be released as never before.
In just three days, the Yin-Yang Mirror bloomed with dazzling light, and the Yin and Yang energies flowed within it, like the sun and moon shining together, or like the Tai Chi diagram turning, both harmonious and full of power.
Li Chengfeng was immersed in this power, as if he had personally touched the essence of the Yin-Yang Dao, experiencing what is truly the "Yin-Yang Dao Rhythm" and mastering the most fundamental rules of power operation between heaven and earth.
At this moment, he knew deeply that he and this Yin-Yang Mirror had become an inseparable whole, embarking together on the journey to explore the Great Dao.
Li Chengfeng's lips curled into a faint smile, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the Yin-Yang Mirror, as if being pulled by an invisible thread, obediently fell into his palm.
The exterior seemed ordinary and unremarkable, but in fact, it contained the universe. The Yin-Yang runes flowed obscurely, and it was difficult for a layman to see its true appearance.
He casually put this treasure into his storage medium, his figure flashed, and he left the dark hellish space, speeding towards the intended direction.
Now, Li Chengfeng's sea of consciousness was vast and boundless, easily able to cover tens of thousands of miles, and any disturbance could not escape his perception.
In this vast world, he sensed a tragic chase—a team of Evil Dragon Clan cultivators was ruthlessly chasing down a group of human rogue cultivators.
These human cultivators were originally hired by the Gongsun family, gathered to earn resources, but now they had come to such an end.
Only one Nascent Soul stage cultivator and four or five Core Formation stage cultivators remained, fleeing in despair, while the remaining hundreds of low-level cultivators had all fallen.
The Evil Dragon Clan cultivators were numerous, and dozens of flood dragons were chasing closely like black lightning. The leader was a Demon King, and the other nine were all Tier 2 Demon Generals. They were surrounded by evil aura, and their speed was astonishing.
The human cultivators were already injured, and at this moment, they could only try their best to escape the shadow of death.
The Nascent Soul stage rogue cultivator ancestor, a look of determination and ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He knew that he was powerless to protect everyone, so at this moment of life and death, he made a cruel decision.
He suddenly waved his hand, and a gust of wind rose, engulfing the five Core Formation stage rogue cultivators beside him and pushing them towards the Evil Dragon Clan pursuers.
The five were stunned, and before they could react, they were swallowed by the flames and claws of the Evil Dragon Clan. Blood stained the sky red, and screams echoed across this cruel land.