Chapter 162: The Tribulation Pupil Opens for the First Time

"Slash—!!!"

Zhao Yuan's roar and the sharp sound of the three-color sword *gang* breaking through the air were like a thunderclap tearing through despair.

Wherever the sword *gang* passed, space rippled strangely, gray, blue, and gold colors intertwined and flowed, annihilation, stars, and that trace of newly sprouted yet incomparably tough protective sword heart, the three Dao rhymes forcibly blended, bursting out with a sharpness that far exceeded Zhao Yuan's current realm, making the laws of heaven and earth tremble!

It had no grand momentum, but carried an absolute will to slash cause and effect and break falsehoods, precisely cutting into the obscure energy connection node between the massive body of the "Rotten-Winged Demon Manta" and the "Blood Charm," and even more unstoppable, penetrating the layers of pustules and bone armor on the demon manta's surface, stabbing at the filthiest, most chaotic energy core within its body—forcibly kneaded together by massive demonic energy, blood fiend, corrosive poison, and chaotic star resentment!

"What?!" The Blood Charm was terrified; she had never seen such a strange sword intent! Clearly, the aura was not overwhelmingly strong, but it made her instinctively feel a fatal threat, as if this sword could directly damage the essence of her symbiotic contract with the demon manta! She wanted to dodge, wanted to urge the demon manta to defend, but the chaotic aura from deep in the Star-Fixing Hall just now disturbed her mind, and even formed some kind of indescribable resonance with Zhao Yuan's sword, actually making her and the demon manta's movements slow by an insignificant instant!

It was this instant!

*Puff—! *

The three-color sword *gang* was like a hot knife cutting into solidified grease, sinking into the demon manta's body without any obstruction!

Time seemed to freeze for an instant.

Immediately following—

"Roar—!!!"

The "Rotten-Winged Demon Manta" let out a shrill roar mixed with extreme pain, fear, and madness like never before! Its massive body convulsed and twitched violently, countless pustules on its surface exploded simultaneously, splashing ink-green foul-smelling pulp and poisonous mist! The wide fleshy wings flapped madly, setting off a bloody storm, turning several small demonic objects around it into meat paste! The Blood Charm on its back was caught off guard, shaken by this sudden violent backlash, her blood churning, and she almost fell off the demon manta's back!

Inside the demon manta, the filthy energy core stabbed by the sword *gang* was like ice thrown into boiling oil, under the scouring of the annihilation, purification, and ending intent contained in the three-color sword *gang*, it began to disintegrate and evaporate rapidly! The twisted energy veins around the core snapped inch by inch, losing the energy source, and the demon manta's vitality flowed away madly like a floodgate opening!

This sword not only severely damaged the demon manta, but also backlashed part of the Blood Charm's mind through that obscure symbiotic connection! She felt the connection between herself and the demon manta weakening rapidly, and a cold "ending" sword intent, as if it were about to freeze her soul, was seeping toward her demonic soul along the connection!

"No! Impossible! What kind of sword is this?!" The Blood Charm screamed sharply, her bewitching face twisted by pain and fear, no longer having the composure from before. She urged her demonic arts madly, trying to sever the connection with the demon manta and suppress the alien sword intent invading her body.

However, Zhao Yuan, after slashing out this sword that exceeded his own limit, was at the end of his tether. His face was like gold paper, blood silk of pale gold seeped from his seven orifices simultaneously, his body was swaying, and he could only stand barely by leaning on the sword. The newborn Nascent Soul was dim due to origin damage and over-expenditure, sending bursts of tearing pain. The "Demon Seed" in the consciousness sea took the opportunity to impact the seal madly, and the severe pain almost drowned his sanity.

He had no power to pursue, and even no power to maintain his standing posture.

At this moment—

Deep in the Star-Fixing Hall, that chaotic airflow that was initially weakly dispersed, as if triggered by Zhao Yuan's resolute sword, by the fierce battle in the outside world, and by the extreme negative energy, suddenly became active!

In the jade pool, on the surface of Lin Xuan's body, countless fine gray-purple patterns like cracked porcelain began to emerge, and chaotic light halos vaguely flowed under the patterns. The Chaos Tribulation Crystal that had been silent for a long time at his heart suddenly accelerated its rotation!

A more obvious and grander Dao rhyme of "Ending" and "Returning to Ruins," like the gaze from the eyelids of a sleeping giant beast slowly lifting, quietly shrouded the entire Star-Fixing Hall and spread rapidly outward!

The first to bear the brunt was the "Rotten-Winged Demon Manta" wailing and disintegrating in the square outside the hall, and the Blood Charm who was mentally traumatized and suspicious!

The massive body of the demon manta, the moment it was swept by the chaotic Dao rhyme, the speed of disintegration suddenly accelerated several times! Flesh, bones, carapace, poison... all existence seemed to be forcibly endowed with the fate of "heading toward the end," accelerating decay, weathering, and turning into fly ash! Even the poisonous mist it spat and the scattered demonic energy were silently annihilated and dissipated in the chaotic aura!

The Blood Charm was struck by lightning! She felt her demonic arts, soul, and even her existence itself trembling violently under that grand and indifferent "ending" will, as if she could step into the footsteps of the demon manta at any time! The alien sword intent invading her body, under the blessing of the chaotic Dao rhyme, became like a maggot on the tarsal bone, difficult to expel!

"Chaos... Tribulation Force?! Is he really waking up?!" The Blood Charm finally revealed true fear in her eyes. She could not be afraid of Zhao Yuan's sword, could not be afraid of the siege of Beichen and others, but the trembling from the depths of her soul caused by this legendary supreme power that controlled "tribulation" and defined "ending" made her unable to raise any greed, leaving only the thought of fleeing for her life!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" She screamed, no longer caring about the demon manta and those small demonic objects, and even no longer caring about the "Star Essence" fragments and Lin Xuan in the Star-Fixing Hall, the blood light around her exploded, not hesitating to burn her origin, transforming into a shrill blood rainbow, fleeing madly toward the huge spatial crack in the southeast direction! The speed was so fast that she left trails of afterimages in place!

The "Rotten-Winged Demon Manta," which had lost the control of the Blood Charm and was severely damaged, under the dual action of chaotic Dao rhyme and its own disintegration, only struggled for a few breaths, then completely turned into a pool of filthy mud that melted rapidly, and finally even the mud evaporated completely, leaving only a square ground pitted by corrosion and residual faint evil energy.

Those small demonic objects were also like headless flies, either wiped out by the guards, or instinctively fleeing the area shrouded in chaotic aura.

The crisis in front of the Star-Fixing Hall was temporarily lifted in this unexpected way.

True Person Beichen and others looked at the scene in front of them, both surprised and happy, their eyes cast toward the depths of the Star-Fixing Hall, full of expectation.

Zhao Yuan finally could not hold on, his body swayed, and he fell forward. But at the moment of touching the ground, a gentle yet irresistible gray mist airflow appeared out of thin air, gently supporting him and sending him slowly into the Star-Fixing Hall.

Inside the hall, beside the jade pool high platform.

Lin Xuan was still lying in the spirit liquid, eyes closed, but the gray-purple patterns had spread all over his body, and the Chaos Tribulation Crystal at his heart was rotating slowly, but stably and firmly. The chaotic airflow that supported Zhao Yuan was emitted from his body.

Zhao Yuan was gently placed beside the jade pool. He struggled to see Lin Xuan's condition clearly, but his eyes went black, and his consciousness sank rapidly into darkness. The last perception was the warm wrapping of the spirit liquid in the jade pool carrying chaotic aura, and the Nascent Soul at his heart that was beating weakly, seeming to produce a trace of resonance with the Chaos Tribulation Crystal...

Outside the hall, the battle was still continuing.

The spatial crack in the southeast sea was still hideous, the Demon Abyss army was still surging out continuously, and a fierce battle was unfolding between Wei Gong, Elder Lingshuang, and other Alliance powerhouses in the sky and sea. Shattered Star Island's great formation, under the continuous erosion of the crack and the interference of internal destruction, the light had dimmed to less than 30%, in imminent danger.

The entire island was like a lonely boat swaying in a storm.

However, in the Star-Fixing Hall, that ray of quietly recovering Chaos Tribulation Force, and Zhao Yuan who was in a coma beside the jade pool but whose aura was gradually stabilizing, were like a weak... chaotic fire lit in the endless darkness.

Although this fire was small, it represented variables, represented hope, and represented... the beginning of some higher-level power intervening in the disputes of this world.

In the high altitude hundreds of *li* away from the Star-Fixing Hall, Wei Gong, who was fighting fiercely with several Demon Abyss Soul Formation Demon Marshals (projection), seemed to sense something, and a shocking brilliance erupted in his old eyes, pushing back the enemy in front of him with one palm, looking toward the direction of the Star-Fixing Hall, whispering, his voice carrying uncontrollable excitement:

"Chaotic aura... Supplicant Lin... you finally... are coming back?"

As if responding to his whisper.

In the jade pool, Lin Xuan's eyelids, which had been closed for several months, trembled... extremely slightly, yet incomparably firmly.

Subsequently, slowly opened.

What kind of eyes were those?

Deep in the pupils, it was no longer the deep calmness of the past, but transformed into two gray mist chaotic vortices that were slowly spinning and constantly being born and destroyed! Within the vortices, it seemed as if the phantoms of countless worlds were being born, prospering, decaying, and returning to ruins... containing the supreme principles of the most primitive "tribulation" and "fortune"!

The Chaos Tribulation Pupil, opens for the first time! ===== CHAPTER 163 =====