Chapter 393: Bitter Battle with the Shadow Demon (Continued)

The red rays in the Shadow Demon's eyes rose like a blood moon, and Ao Li's Inverse Scale fluttered under the intense light stimulus. When the twelfth burst of red light flashed, Ao Li suddenly spun and slammed into a bookshelf; the moment the Boundary‑cutting Blade shattered the "Gui Xu Star Chart", the splintered parchment pages solidified in the void into a mirror array.

"Lingxiao Hall, Light Refraction!" Ao Li drove her Dragon Claw into her own shoulder, dipped in Golden Blood, and wrote Dragon Clan cipher on the mirror surface. Zixiao Immortal instantly understood, and the Taiyi Sword Soul split into seventy‑two pure light beams, striking precisely the focal point of each blood mirror. The reinforced red light, refracted by the mirror array, sliced the Shadow Demon's surrounding black‑mist armor like a scalpel.

####【Reverse Light Killing Formation】

Qing Lin's mechanical prosthetic eye suddenly overloaded, its radiation index exceeding the safety threshold of the God‑slaying Crossbow. He ripped off the sizzing eye and flung it into the air, the single eye locking onto the weak point of energy refracted by the mirror array: "Mo Sect, shock position three ke!"

Gongxu Yue's mechanism box shattered on cue, and three hundred Heaven‑crafted Thunders embedded into the fissures of the ground. When the first Shadow Demon stepped into the thunder zone, the explosion raised not flame but a cleanser mixed with time‑whale brain fluid. The liquid, upon contacting the Shadow Demon's rotting body, permanently solidified its quantum‑ized wound.

"Dragon Flame Pierces the Rainbow!" Ao Li leapt across the mirror surface to the dome, and the Inverse Scale injector now spewed not flame but a spectrum of compressed moral light. The multicolored light pillars reflected seven times by the mirror array finally converged on the Shadow Demon's chest that was emitting an energy wave—its charging red eye suddenly burst, black energy back‑lashed onto its own body, tearing the three nearby comrades of the same kind into quantum dust.

####【Dark Fog Stratagem】

The remaining Shadow Demons suddenly vaporized en masse, and the entire library sank into a viscous black‑mist swamp. The Lingxiao disciple's spirit shield technique emitted a corrosive sizzle in the fog, and the Mo Sect's mechanism shield's mortise‑and‑tenon structure began sprouting granulation tissue. Lín Jìn's Star Sand‑coated right hand suddenly pierced the ground, and Nirvana Fire spread along the floor‑tile cracks, only to be blown out when it reached a bookshelf by the phantom of a black‑haired infant.

"Above!" Gongxu Yue's scream rang with a metallic screech. Everyone looked up; the dome's stained glass had at some point transformed into a placenta‑shaped organ, dripping amniotic fluid mixed with shredded book pages. Each droplet incubated a miniature Shadow Demon on the floor, and these Larvae gnawed the shadows of the onlookers, growing rapidly.

Qing Lin's God‑slaying Crossbow switched to scattering mode, but the arrow rain bizarrely curved within the fog. When the first arrow pierced his own left shoulder, everyone realized that the curvature of space had been altered— all attacks were moving in reverse under the control of the twin's umbilical cord.

####【Wailing Breakthrough】

Ao Li's Boundary‑cutting Blade suddenly emitted a wail, its blade surface revealing the quantum afterimage of a pregnant woman from Moon River Village. Ao Li thrust the sharp blade into their own dantian, chaotic spirit marrow mixed with Golden Blood gushing forth: "With blood as a guide, Gui Xu, obey the command!"

The entire library suddenly quaked violently, and the ancient tomes on the shelves ethereally transformed into the lingering souls of Dragon Clan ancestors. These heroic spirits, bound by mycelial chains, let out earth‑shaking roars, tearing the black mist into cognitive fragments. Seizing the moment, Zixiao Immortal invoked the Lingxiao Forbidden Art, igniting the lifespan to summon the Taiyi Demon‑slaying Sword Formation, each light sword pinning the core of the disintegrating Shadow Demon.

When the last Shadow Demon vanished within the sword formation, Lín Jìn suddenly knelt and vomited Star Sand— from his wound crawled the phantom of a silver‑haired infant, clutching half a Nirvana Fire cord: "The pain of cognition, how does it taste?"

####【Bloody Aphorism】

Gongxu Yue's mechanism box suddenly emitted a sharp alarm, and the core temperature of the Creation Furnace exceeded its critical value. When she forced the furnace open, a crystal‑clear jade slip floated in the boiling chamber— a cognitive vaccine forged from the quantum core of a fallen Shadow Demon.

"Too late…" her mechanical arm suddenly elongated, thrusting the jade slip into the gap of Ao Li's Inverse Scale. The library floor suddenly collapsed, revealing an altar assembled from three hundred Crystallized Villages beneath. In the phantom of the jade basin at the altar's center, a black‑haired infant was weaving the scars of allied soldiers into the Xie Dai of a new god.

Blizzard poured in from the collapsed dome, and Qing Lin's God‑slaying Crossbow shattered in the low temperature. When the last crossbow fragment hit the ground, everyone heard an eerie lullaby emanating from deep within the Polaris Tower—that was a war song recorded by the silver‑haired infant using the vocal cords of fallen allied soldiers, each note reshaping the laws of reality.