Chapter 585: Yingling Dharma Protectors, A Life-and-Death Decisive Battle

"It is as I thought," Ancestor Xinghe said, seeing Xiao Yuan's reaction, a trace of relief flashing in his eyes. "You are indeed the inheritor of the Primordial Purification Source."

At the same time, Ancestor Xinghe did not forget Lin Xuan. He took out another Jade Slip and handed it to Lin Xuan: "Little friend, although your Taiji Evolution Technique has already reached a certain level of proficiency, it still lacks the key core mysteries. This is the complete version of the Taiji Evolution Technique; I hope it will be of help to you."

Lin Xuan took the Jade Slip and immediately felt the profound principles contained within. It turned out that what he had practiced before was merely the surface of this technique; the true Taiji Evolution Technique actually contained the fundamental laws governing all things in the universe.

"Taiji gives birth to the Two Modes, the Two Modes give birth to the Four Symbols, the Four Symbols give birth to the Eight Trigrams, and the Eight Trigrams determine the universe..." Lin Xuan began to circulate his True Qi according to the newly acquired technique, and the True Qi within his body immediately underwent an earth-shattering change.

However, just as everyone was rejoicing over obtaining the new technique, the degree of Yunxiaozi's demonic transformation deepened. He had completely lost human reason and began to attack all living creatures around him indiscriminately.

"Kill! Kill everyone!" Yunxiaozi let out an inhuman howl, and blood-colored demonic energy surged from his body continuously, leaving nothing alive wherever he went.

What was even more terrifying was that he began to devour the flesh, blood, and souls of the dead on the battlefield; for every one he devoured, his strength would increase by a fraction. If he were allowed to continue like this, he would soon grow into a true Demon King-level existence.

"He cannot be allowed to continue!" Ancestor Taixuan looked at Yunxiaozi's crazed display, his heart filled with regret. If he had not been so stubborn in the beginning, perhaps this situation today would not have been caused.

The appearance of Ancestor Xinghe made him deeply reflect on his own actions. If a senior from a thousand years ago could let go of prejudices and fight the evil demons with all his might, what reason did he have to continue clinging to those rotten biases?

"Senior Xinghe, Ancestor Taixuan is willing to let go of all grievances and fully support the Reform Alliance!" Ancestor Taixuan bowed deeply to Ancestor Xinghe. "It was my narrow-mindedness before that almost led to a great mistake."

Ancestor Xinghe nodded in understanding: "To know one's mistake and correct it is the greatest virtue. The most important thing now is to unite as one and fight the true enemy."

Seeing that Ancestor Taixuan had expressed his stance, Ancestor Jianchi no longer hesitated: "Wanjian Valley is also willing to join the Reform Alliance! Just as Miss Xiao Yuan said, everyone is equal—this is how the Cultivation World should be!"

Representatives of other traditional forces, seeing this, also expressed their support one after another. At this critical moment of life and death, the prejudices of social status seemed so insignificant.

The Elder of the Blood Fiend Sect saw this scene and knew that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for his side. He immediately began to execute the backup plan he had prepared long ago: "Since that is the case, then let you all witness our true trump card! Xuesha Secret Technique—Breaking the Boundary to Connect with Demons!"

Following his incantation, that crack to the Mo Jie began to expand rapidly. Countless low-level demonic creatures surged out from the crack; although they were not strong, their numbers were extremely vast, covering the sky and earth like a black tidal wave.

"Terrible! They are going to open a stable Mo Jie Tong Dao!" Ancestor Xinghe's expression changed drastically. "Once the demonic army is allowed to invade on a large scale, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Xiao Yuan looked at the desperate situation before her, took a deep breath, and began to circulate the Primordial World-Purifying Technique she had just learned: "Since I am the inheritor of the Primordial Purification Source, then let me take on this responsibility!"

Accompanied by the shrill chanting of the Blood Fiend Sect Elder, the Blood Sacrifice Array beneath Qinglong Peak finally activated completely. Countless bound wronged souls and fierce ghosts let out desperate wails as they were forcibly dragged toward the center of the array by an irresistible force.

Those wronged souls were already filled with resentment, and now, being forcibly sacrificed, their resentment became concentrated to the extreme. Their grievances converged, forming a black vortex at the center of the array that emitted terrifying demonic energy.

"Boom—"

The black vortex continued to expand, and bursts of demonic roars emanated from within. These were not ordinary sounds, but roars from the depths of the Mo Jie, each one making one's heart and gallbladder shatter. Even more terrifying was that pure Mo Jie energy began to seep out from the vortex; as soon as this energy touched the air of the Human Realm, it immediately produced a violent reaction.

Corrosive black mist permeated the air, the earth began to wither and crack, and even the sky was dyed an ominous dark red. This was the legendary Mo Jie Tong Dao; once fully opened, the Mo Jie army could drive straight into the Human Realm.

"Not good! The channel is forming faster than expected!" Ancestor Xinghe looked at the constantly expanding black vortex, his expression becoming exceptionally grave. "At this rate, in at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the channel will be completely stable. By then, even the Immortal Realm will find it difficult to stop the invasion of the Mo Jie!"

Ancestor Taixuan asked urgently: "Senior, is there any way to stop it?"

Ancestor Xinghe was silent for a moment before speaking slowly: "There is, but it requires someone to make a huge sacrifice. Someone with sufficiently powerful righteous strength must voluntarily enter the core of the channel and, at the cost of their own life force and cultivation, destroy the stability of the channel from within."

Hearing this, Xiao Yuan stepped forward without hesitation: "I will go! I practice the Primordial World-Purifying Technique; I should be the most suitable for this task!"

"No!" Lin Xuan immediately blocked her path. "Xiao Yuan, you cannot go to your death! There must be another way!"

"But besides me, who else can purify those demonic energies?" Xiao Yuan's eyes were filled with determination. "If my sacrifice can save the entire Cultivation World, then it is worth it!"

"I won't allow it!" Lin Xuan grabbed her hand tightly. "We have experienced so much together; I absolutely cannot watch you go to your death!"

Just as the two were arguing incessantly, a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky. Within this light, a familiar figure slowly emerged—it was none other than the late Huiming Fangzhang!

"Amitabha, benefactors, there is no need to argue." Although the Yingling of Huiming Fangzhang was somewhat illusory, his voice remained compassionate and gentle. "Although this old monk's physical body has perished, a strong obsession to protect the Dharma allowed my Spirit Body to be preserved. At a time like this, it is exactly when we Yingling should play our part."

"Huiming Fangzhang!" Xiao Yuan saw the Yingling of Huiming Fangzhang, and tears welled up in her eyes. "You... you have not truly left us!"

"Life and death are merely a process on the path of cultivation," Huiming Fangzhang said with a smile. "This old monk's mission has not yet been completed, so naturally, I will not leave easily."

As Huiming Fangzhang's voice fell, more golden light shadows appeared in the sky. These were all righteous high monks who had sacrificed themselves in the successive great wars between righteousness and evil; their Yingling, summoned by Huiming Fangzhang, appeared one after another.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"Namo Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!"

"Namo Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva!"

The Yingling of over a dozen high monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison, and the entire sky was shrouded in sacred Buddha light.