Chapter 1292: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 1292 Twisted Karma!

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The Supreme Sage and the Dawn Venerable, carrying the Creation Supreme Treasure Hanche Mirror, rushed without pause and finally arrived at the border of the Endless Star Domain.

The situation here was even worse than a few days ago.

Originally, a spatial rampart personally laid down by the True Lords of the Myriad Worlds stretched across; on the rampart flowed array patterns and dharma arrays reinforced by numerous powerhouses.

But at this moment, nearly forty percent of those array patterns had been twisted by a dark red halo.

The starry sky within the rampart no longer glittered with stars.

As far as the eye could see, a turbid, ceaselessly surging dark red permeated everything.

It was as if someone had thrown the entire star domain straight into a pot of boiling blood.

Moreover, those things were not static, but constantly writhing and rolling.

Even in some areas, they condensed into the shape of palms, groping toward the rampart.

Farther away, the stars had turned into blurry spots of light.

Their starlight, after being devoured by the red tide, was no longer starlight.

It became a dark red radiation carrying a low hum; even outposts far from the front line could hear a sound like tens of thousands of people weeping simultaneously.

"Run!"

"Run fast!"

"The spatial rampart is right ahead!"

At this time, a flying ship loaded with mortals and cultivators was taking off from a planet about to be swallowed by the red tide.

The flying ship's speed had already been pushed to the limit.

The defensive dharma arrays on the hull lit up layer by layer; spirit stones were consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the red tide surged even faster.

In less than a single breath's time, it swallowed the entire flying ship.

Of course, the people on the flying ship did not die.

They fell quiet in the red tide for several breaths, then suddenly opened their eyes simultaneously.

【26】 They fell quiet in the red tide for several breaths, then suddenly opened their eyes simultaneously.

Only now, their eye whites had turned dark red, pupils shrunk to the size of needle tips.

Their facial muscles began twitching nonstop at an unnatural frequency.

A young Foundation Establishment cultivator suddenly turned, and against his fellow disciple sister who was operating the defensive array alongside him, unleashed his natal flying sword.

At the same time, this fellow disciple sister also unleashed her own natal flying sword.

The two flying swords collided; the exploding sword light was off.

The junior brother's sword light should have been deep blue water-element sword qi, but now it had turned into high-temperature raging flames.

The senior sister's sword light should have been blue-green wood-element sword qi, but now it had turned into a strand of black qi.

And this is the Red-Clothed Lord's twisting power.

It not only twists thoughts, but even lets the effect reverse-deduce the cause, letting the endpoint give birth to the starting point.

So, two fellow disciples who originally shared life and death, in the instant they were swallowed by the red tide, became mortal enemies who would not rest until one died.

Because their karma was swapped, the effect of killing ran ahead of the cause of enmity.

And, there were not just these two people on the flying ship.

A full several hundred cultivators and mortals simultaneously began slaughtering each other.

No one was lucid, and no one was truly insane.

They were merely pushed forward by the effects twisted by the red tide, walking toward the next effect.

Infinite loop, until all people had no karmic connections left, only then could it thoroughly end.

"Act!"

The Dawn Venerable watched, his face involuntarily sinking.

The Supreme Sage flipped a hand; the Hanche Mirror flew from his sleeve and landed between the two of them.

The mirror welcomed the wind and swelled, transforming from a palm-sized mirror into a round mirror over a zhang tall.

The two acted in unison, their magic power simultaneously pouring into the mirror.

Instantly, the twelve karma marks on the mirror frame all lit up in a single instant.

The Creation Power stored within the mirror, driven by the two's magic power, thoroughly erupted; a golden ripple spread out soundlessly.

Where the ripple passed, all twisted karma was simultaneously reflected and instantly set back on track.

In the red tide, the cultivators slaughtering on that flying ship suddenly froze.

The dark red in their eyes was now fading layer by layer.

Pupils returned to their original colors; attacks all ground to an abrupt halt.

"I... what happened to me?"

"Senior Brother, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"I didn't want to attack either!"

Watching the scene before them, the survivors reacted variously.

Some knelt down.

Some vomited.

Some clutched their heads and let out hysterical screams.

They remember what they did, every single detail remembered clearly, but cannot understand why they did such a thing.

For those whose karma has been twisted, the most painful thing after regaining clarity is none other than accepting reality.

After all, the people they personally killed actually never hated them.

The Hanche Mirror can trace the twisting clearly, but cannot retrieve life.

Not only that, these survivors have all suffered severe depletion of vitality and damaged foundations.

The Red Tide is retreating.

Wherever the golden ripples push, the dark red there begins to evaporate, collapse, and disappear.

Just like an ebbing tide, the Red Tide covering the entire planet was directly erased by the Hanche Mirror.

Those red hands were also peeled away layer by layer by the ripples, ultimately transforming into a few wisps of extremely faint, extremely fine smoke and dust in the dark vacuum.

Venerable Fuxiao withdrew her hand, letting out a long breath.

Her long-suppressed heart finally gained a trace of comfort.

"Useful."

The two looked at each other; the Only Left laughed: "With this mirror, the counterattack plan can be launched ahead of schedule.

This time, we not only have to clear the Red Tide from the entire border, but also push inward at least seventeen Star Domains in one go.

It is time to let the Red-Clothed Lord know, this place is not its hunting ground!"

With no one using it, the Hanche Mirror automatically shrank.

Venerable Fuxiao carefully sensed it, discovering that this activation consumed nearly one-tenth of the Creation Power.

"What a pity, this mirror's Creation Power is a consumable; once used up, it must return to the Beidou Xianfu to have Xu Zhangqing infuse it once more!"

"Given his current situation, he cannot be poached; truly a regret!"

"Strange, why doesn't the True Lord let Xu Zhangqing come drive this Hanche Mirror?"

"Since it is a Creation Supreme Treasure, a person possessing Creation Power personally wielding it would surely be far more effective than us two outsiders, right?"

"It's not that the True Lord doesn't want to."

The Only Left shook his head, his gaze crossing the border, cast toward the direction of the Beidou Xianfu: "It is the Daozun who forbids it!"

Venerable Fuxiao was stunned: "So that's how it is."

The Only Left said seriously: "Xu Zhangqing is the most critical chess piece in the Beidou Xianfu's ten-thousand-year layout right now.

Being able to borrow him this time to help refine the Hanche Mirror is already the greatest concession made on account of the Myriad Worlds True Lord's face.

Wanting to take this chess piece off the board, at least you and I cannot do it."

Since it is so, Venerable Fuxiao also gave up the idea of winning over Xu Zhangqing.

After all, no matter what, they cannot get past the Daozun.

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Beidou Xianfu, Yu Heng Xing.

The Bamboo Hut's door was open; Xu Zhangqing carried a reclining chair from inside the hut and placed it under the eaves, his whole person nestled in the chair, a plate of freshly picked grapes resting on his legs, holding a volume of an old booklet he didn't know how many times he had flipped through.

He had just returned from the Spirit Field, watered the Life and Death Sword Orchid with some Spirit Spring Water, and incidentally fertilized the few newly sprouted Sword Intent Grass beside it.

The whole person looked quite leisurely and relaxed!