Chapter 211 The Sixth Hells Mirror's Awakening

Under the Blood Celestial Barrier, within the Ancient Temple of Six Harmonies.

Yin called upon a unique species to face the Six Paths of Vicious Spirits.

This was a conflict between evils, and a collision between strengths.

Both were at the pinnacle of physical prowess, capable of shattering mountains and splitting rocks with every gesture. Their combat techniques were also consummate, having reached the level of profound skill that appeared artless.

Logically speaking, it would be difficult for others to intervene in a battle of this caliber.

However, the members of Hell's Frontline could all keep up with the pace of this battle, and… even influence its outcome.

Bang—

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, piercing the air.

A bullet, gleaming in the darkness, struck the Liuhe Mirror on Xuan Hong’s chest at the most opportune moment and from the most precise angle.

The skill [Divine Arbitration], which dealt 200% damage to evil spirit creatures, was undoubtedly Xiao Ling's first choice at this moment. She seized the opportunity and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

However, Xuan Hong's reaction to being shot was astonishing.

Buzz buzz buzz—

As the bullet hit, a buzzing sound resonated, followed by a burst of white light from the surface of the Liuhe Mirror.

In the next second, not only was Xuan Hong unharmed, but the vast aura around him… actually intensified.

"What's going on?" Xiao Ling moved her gaze away from the scope and looked at Xuan Hong below the pagoda in confusion.

"You're really making trouble for me…" Blood Corpse God muttered, then raised his voice, shouting as he fought, "Don't use similar attacks again! This guy is a combination of Demonic Artifact and Sacred Body; he can absorb both Sacred and Demonic power for his own use!"

"Tch… you should have said so earlier…" Xiao Ling muttered, then casually switched ammunition, "Then I'll use tech-based ammo…"

On the other hand, below the pagoda…

"The sacred power of the Xuanyuan Sword far exceeds what the opponent can absorb; you don't have to worry about that with your weapon." Before joining the battle, Jue Ge specifically instructed Ruo Yu, "However, your skills are still affected by the barrier, so be careful. If you feel any danger… retreat."

"Understood." Ruo Yu replied simply. In such urgent situations, Ruo Yu usually obeyed Jue Ge's commands unconditionally, because she absolutely trusted the latter's judgment.

"Alright~ Let's go!" Feng Bujue shouted, then crouched down, holding his saber, and charged forward.

Seeing this, Ruo Yu reacted accordingly, drawing her sword and following like a shadow.

The two split up, one on the left and one on the right, flashing out from behind the Blood Corpse God to provide support, creating a flurry of sabers and swords.

Originally… Xuan Hong didn't pay attention to those strangely dressed humans around him, but he never expected… that the two who came were at the same level as the Blood Corpse God, or even stronger, in terms of combat.

For a time, the light of sabers and swords intertwined, and combat qi surged.

After ten moves, Xuan Hong was suppressed; after thirty moves, he found it increasingly difficult to parry, and began to suffer constant injuries, but he could barely support himself with his health and recovery. After fifty moves… his defeat was already apparent, and it was difficult to turn the tide.

"Heh… such a lineup is truly rare…" On the verge of defeat, Xuan Hong glanced at Ruo Yu and Feng Bujue, respectively, and sneered, "A Daoist, a Holy Sword. A deviant, a Mad Demon…" He then looked at the Blood Corpse God, "And an innate unique species that I don't know where it came from… hahaha…"

Xuan Hong laughed as he fought and spoke.

At this moment when victory or defeat was almost decided, a look of determination suddenly appeared in his eyes: "It seems that this old monk is destined to face disaster today!"

As soon as he said this, Xuan Hong raised both arms and waved his sleeves. In an instant, a surge of vast power poured out from the mirror on his chest.

In this instant, the Blood Corpse God, Feng Bujue, and Li Ruoyu… all reacted in the same way. The three did not retreat but advanced, forcibly withstanding the pressure of that power and launching a desperate attack.

Ping—

The Blood Corpse God's direct punch slammed into the Liuhe Mirror.

Chi—

Li Ruoyu's Xuanyuan Sword severed Xuan Hong's neck.

Ka—

Feng Bujue's Must-Break Defense Blade shattered Xuan Hong's knees.

After these three attacks hit, the three of them could not withstand the impact of the power at close range and were blasted away.

Obviously, Xuan Hong wanted to launch a suicidal attack to perish together, but his intention was instantly seen through and nipped in the bud by the three in front of him.

Bang—

The sound of a sniper rifle rang out again the next second.

Xiao Ling, on the sixth floor of the pagoda, upheld the good habit of eradicating roots, firing an explosive bullet at Xuan Hong's head, which was already flying in mid-air, blasting it into mincemeat.

"Tch…" A few seconds later, Feng Bujue was the first to steady himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood and saying, "Little punk… trying to self-destruct…"

"Fortunately, he didn't release his technique." After stopping her retreat, Ruo Yu also had a flush on her fair cheeks, indicating that the qi and blood in her chest had not yet calmed down.

"Damn it… that hurt like hell…" The Blood Corpse God was the last to stop, and knelt on one knee after stopping. "I'm going to gnaw you to the bone!" He muttered viciously, then his expression changed, and he lowered his head to vomit a large pool of blood on the ground.

Due to his size and position, the Blood Corpse God bore most of the power of the impact just now. If his physical body wasn't strong and his recovery wasn't amazing, he would probably be lying on the ground now.

"I advise you not to go over there…" Suddenly, a voice came from the entrance of the stone courtyard, "The show has just begun."

Everyone turned to look and saw Oynk approaching.

"What? Do you still want to help me cook him? Chef." The Blood Corpse God took a few breaths and stood up again as if nothing had happened.

"No…" Before Oynk could reply, Feng Bujue interjected first, "The 'show' he's talking about should be…" As he said that, he gestured with his eyes toward Xuan Hong's corpse.

At this moment, although the corpse was lying on the ground, splayed out in all directions, and even headless, the surface of the Liuhe Mirror was still changing.

A red glow was seen fluctuating within the mirror, reflecting layers of red vortices; the mirror surface was like a blood abyss leading to another dimension, resonating with some kind of energy.

"Oh?" The Blood Corpse God glanced at it, then looked up at the sky again, "Could this be…"

"Sacred and Demonic share the same origin, Blood Celestial returns to one." Oynk said in a deep voice, "The last insurance Xuan Hong left behind is his own Dharma Body. And now that his Dharma Body has been broken by you, his last wisp of primordial spirit has also dissipated." He paused for half a second and laughed, "Heh… now, there is nothing left to suppress the demonic nature of the Liuhe Mirror. Its 'self-awareness' has begun to absorb the Blood Celestial Barrier and the power accumulated within itself, seeking to transform itself into a higher-level 'life form'."

"Why didn't you say anything about this earlier?" The Blood Corpse God immediately glared at Oynk, tilting his head and questioning him with a rogue-like attitude.

It should be explained here that when Feng Bujue was in the kitchen listening to Oynk explain the plot, he secretly took the Blood Corpse God's magatama from his luggage, so that the Blood Corpse God could share some information (as mentioned earlier, the Blood Corpse God in the magatama could hear the outside world), so the Blood Corpse God could call the other party "Chef" as soon as he saw Oynk.

"Hmph… don't you understand yet?" Feng Bujue interrupted Oynk again, "We've been had."

"Saying 'had'… is a bit of a misnomer." Oynk looked at Feng Bujue and replied coldly, "We are using each other… aren't we?"

"Hehe… that's right." Feng Bujue said, "You did help us a lot, but at the same time… you also lied to us about 'certain things'."

"It seems that you already know what those things are." Oynk said.

"Probably…" Jue Ge put away his weapon, shook his head and smiled, "First of all, you are not a Vicious Spirit of the Animal Path, are you?"

"No, I'm not." Now that things had come to this, Oynk didn't need to hide anything anymore, "The real Animal Path was already dealt with by me before I met Fei Kouwei Wang."

"Hmm…" Feng Bujue pondered, "Secondly, judging from your understanding of this town, this temple, and this Demonic Artifact… this Blood Sacrifice was orchestrated by you, wasn't it?"

"That's right." Oynk replied, "Behind Miao Xuzi, Hong Ying, and Lu Bufi, there was also a mastermind responsible for planning and supporting their actions, and that was… me."

"But why didn't you do it yourself?" At this time, Ruo Yu asked from the side, "With your strength, the monks in the temple and the seals in the pagoda should all be no problem."

"The problem lies in the mirror itself." Oynk replied, "You've also noticed… the guys who directly touched the Liuhe Mirror were basically affected by it, even Xuan Hong's Dharma Body was eventually controlled by it…" He shook his pig head, "I don't want to take that risk."

"And we, these 'Interdimensional Travelers', are the best candidates to help you break that 'last insurance'." Feng Bujue took over Oynk's words and shrugged, "First, we are just 'Projections', the mirror will not have any permanent effect on us. Secondly… we are strong enough."

Oynk also shrugged, and continued, "At first, I wanted to use that Fei Kouwei Wang, but unfortunately… after a brief observation, I found that that kid's courage and wisdom were a bit worrying."

"Fortunately, we showed up later, right?" This sentence was said by Xiao Ling, who had also come to the ground at this moment.

"Heh…" Oynk laughed dryly, "Anyway… the moment I saw Feng Bujue, I knew… it was done."

In the process of them saying these words, the barrier shrouded in the sky was also undergoing drastic changes, and the already dim moonlight appeared even more murky and turbid.

"Since I helped you so much, you might as well answer two more questions for me." After a moment of silence, Feng Bujue said to Oynk again.

"Ask away." Oynk crossed his arms in front of his chest, "But I may not answer."

"Okay~" Feng Bujue immediately asked, "The first question, why did you promote the mutation of the Liuhe Mirror?"

"No comment." Oynk almost instinctively decided not to answer this question.

"Ha!" A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Bujue's mouth, "As expected, it's related to Ragnarok…"

Before he finished speaking, a subtle expression change flashed across Oynk's face, but he concealed it well, thinking that he had not been seen through by the other party, "Is this your second question?" A second later, he asked back in a calm tone.

"No." Jue Ge smiled. He responded to Oynk with a meaningful smile, and continued, "The second question… later, whatever this mirror transforms into… anyway, is it a threat to us?"

"Yes, and a very big threat…" Oynk paused, and added, "In fact, I came here to remind you of this. I've delivered the message, and now… I must take my leave."

After saying that, Oynk disappeared in front of everyone's eyes as if he had teleported, without waving his sleeves or taking away a single cloud.

"Hmm… that pig head seems to have mastered some kind of high-performance movement technique…" Blood Corpse God's eyes wandered, "He's quite capable…"

"I've already seen through his trick, I'll explain it to you later." As Feng Bujue said that, he glanced back at the Liuhe Mirror.

At this time, the entity of the mirror had disappeared, replaced by… a constantly expanding, mirror-like twisted blood abyss. Everyone present (and the Blood Corpse God) could clearly feel that the blood abyss was absorbing the surrounding energy, and power was constantly pouring out from its interior.

"That… I think… you guys should retreat first." As Jue Ge spoke, he turned around and walked towards the Liuhe Mirror, "If nothing goes wrong, Xiao Tan will be able to end the scenario soon. But just in case, let's try to avoid everyone risking their lives."

"You…" Ruo Yu wanted to ask "What are you going to do", but she quickly thought of another way to ask, "...are you going to jump in?"

"Heh…" Feng Bujue turned his head and gave her a smile, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

…………

Time, back to the present.

Somewhere northeast of Heyue Town, another life-or-death battle was already on the verge of erupting.

"Ha! Hahahaha…" Xian Ye Wei Wang, who had already thought that he was bound to lose, suddenly changed his expression and burst out laughing as he was about to launch a charged attack, "...Heaven is really helping me!"

The reason he said this was because he was pleasantly surprised to find that his skill restrictions had been lifted while channeling his attack.

"You seem to be…" Wang Tanzhi's expression at this time seemed very cold, "...have rekindled your hope of victory."

"Hmph…" Xian Ye Wei Wang raised the knife in his hand, "It's not rekindling hope… but being confident of success!"

"So confident…" Xiao Tan keenly realized something, "Could it be…" He quickly glanced at the sky, "The barrier's restriction effect has disappeared?"

"You guessed right!" Xian Ye Wei Wang shouted and suddenly rose up.

Having recovered all his combat power, his confidence exploded, and his momentum was like a rainbow. He believed that Xiao Tan was definitely not his opponent.

"So what…" Wang Tanzhi's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a black flame-covered spiritual energy weapon appeared on his right wrist. His figure also blurred in an instant.

Chi—

Whoosh—

In the next second, the sound of wind suddenly rose.

Figures, staggered.

But the knives and swords did not clash.

The Tyrant Blade released its force, and the airflow exploded.

The sleeve sword declared its edge, and the black flame extinguished.

These two moves, which should have been evenly matched, failed to produce a mutually destructive result. It was only because one of the two who exchanged blows was a swordsman, and the other… was an assassin.

"No… impossible…" Xian Ye Wei Wang, whose figure reappeared, lowered his head and looked in shock at the hole burnt by the black flame on his left chest, his whole body trembling.

"I don't know why you have the illusion that 'after my skills recover, I can win against the person in front of me'." Wang Tanzhi said with his back to his opponent, without turning his head, "But I think… I have proven with my actions that you are wrong."

After Xiao Tan said this rather cool line, Xian Ye Wei Wang's survival points also ran out.

The captain of the Corpse Blade First Squad… collapsed to the ground in dejection and quickly turned into white light.

[Current mission completed, all main missions completed]

[You have completed this scenario, teleporting automatically in 180 seconds]

The system prompt announced the end of the mission and the scenario, and also announced the result of the competition.

At that time, probably no one would have thought that Xian Ye Wei Wang's fall would be regarded as a symbol in the near future…

In this scene, it was not just a Corpse Blade player who fell, nor just a team, but the entire Corpse Blade Studio and its related industries.

After this day, they not only left the stage of the Peak Hegemony S2 in dismay, but also gradually faded from people's sight and became history…