Chapter 577: It is too full of vitality

Sima Zhao's heart is known to all passersby.

I understand È's words.

The Qiankun Bagua Formation was set up for me and the Heaven's Mandate.

È wants to use me to replace the Heaven's Mandate.

It wants the Heaven's Mandate, while I trail behind it.

But it also fears that, being full of sin, it cannot control the Heaven's Mandate and would suffer backlash; the best would be to succeed in Marrow Washing and achieve Rebirth before activating the Qiankun Bagua Formation.

Now, the final step of completing the Wu Law Dream-Weaving into Reality is that everyone on the Formation Array's anchor point must willingly and without any resentment or disagreement actively sacrifice themselves.

In my view, this is an impossible realm to reach.

But È is looking forward to it.

It wants to use such selfless and powerful power to cleanse its own soul.

It wants to take a dangerous path.

It also forces me to go all-in.

The choice is not in my hands.

I am at the center of the Formation Array, and I am itself a pawn.

Every word È just spoke can be heard by everyone present.

They are on the anchor point yet at the edge; they do not need to find a breakthrough to escape the Formation Array.

Among so many people, if anyone harbors hesitation, dissatisfaction, or resentment… the final step of Dream-Weaving into Reality will collapse on its own.

At the same moment, the Qiankun Bagua Formation will be activated immediately…

All struggles at this moment are superfluous.

I paid no attention to my companions, completely emptying myself.

We have gathered here, and our goal is inherently the same.

Having come here, being at the vortex's center, even death, even annihilation, we have long been mentally prepared.

But humans are emotional creatures.

Being willing to sacrifice and having no negative emotions are two completely different concepts.

I cannot control anyone's emotions, including my own.

No matter what happens outside or how it ends, what I must do is always just one of two things: either destroy È, or… perish together.

È is too arrogant.

Having come this far, it feels everything is firmly under its control, but it forgot that the ancient Wu Law Dream-Weaving consists of a prologue and five chapters.

Among them, the second chapter is called… Dream-Breaking!

The fifth chapter is called Dream-Weaving into Reality; in the process of enacting Dream-Weaving into Reality, we also experienced Dream-Building and Retrospection.

Where there is Dream-Building, there is Dream-Breaking…

"How is that possible…"

È's incredulous voice suddenly sounded from above.

Its voice trembled slightly, filled with intense unwillingness.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I seemed to sense a faint, ethereal quality in its voice.

I abruptly turned my head to look.

When I saw everyone on the Formation Array's anchor point one by one lower their defensive postures, sit cross-legged in the Formation Array, their bodies entwined with Golden Light, continuously releasing their Xiūwéi and Merit, I couldn't help but want to cry.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"Back then I begged bitterly, I promised countless benefits, I even knelt before them, yet no one reached out a helping hand."

"One hundred and eight people!"

"One hundred and eight monks versed in Buddhism, who at all times strive to save others, yet when I was struggling on the brink of death, not one cared about my life or death!"

"Something I cannot achieve—how can you obtain it so easily?!"

"In what way are you stronger than me?!"

The more È shouted, the sharper its voice became, its eye sockets filled with crimson.

The entire space was enveloped in a sheet of Golden Light; the face of each person who actively sacrificed was utterly calm.

Facing death, even annihilation, their hearts were still water.

This is indeed hard to imagine.

Not to mention È, even I dare not believe it.

But I dare not cry, dare not waver, dare not feel guilty…

I cannot let any negative emotion break all of this.

I gladly accept their active sacrifice, completely empty myself, and build a Peach Blossom Spring for È.

È suddenly stopped calling.

Because its entire black plumage is turning white at a Visible-to-the-Naked-Eye speed.

This reminds me of my past experience.

White hair is my nightmare.

When white hair grows, someone will die.

The greater the area of white hair, the worse my body becomes.

When my head is full of white hair, that is when my life reaches its end.

But this is not the fate I should have; this is È's fate.

And I, am the Phoenix!

Black feathers molt, white feathers grow; this shows that the creature's soul is truly being gradually cleansed.

What the creature wants is also this.

But at the same time, as the white feathers grow more and more, it also indicates that its body is getting worse.

It must grasp this degree well.

As long as it grasps this well, turning around it activates the Heaven-Earth Eight Trigrams Formation, accepts the Heavenly Fortune Baptism, and can thus truly achieve a complete metamorphosis and become unstoppable.

Everything seems to be developing along the direction the creature anticipated, even hoped for, progressing smoothly to an unbelievable extent.

I stare intently at the creature, feeling its condition.

The white feathers extend from its forehead all the way down.

They pass through the neck, then to the wings…… At the moment just before they would exceed half of its body, I saw the creature's eyelid twitch slightly.

Whoosh!

Pfft!

A red arrow feather tipped with Nirvana flames pierces the creature's chest, and the long bow is firmly gripped in my hand.

At the moment the creature's scarlet eyes lock onto mine, I still maintain my archery stance.

How could I possibly let it have its way?

My comrades sacrificed without regret or restraint to lift me to this moment; if I truly had no strength to resist at all, I would be ashamed before any of them!

After the arrow feather passes, a bloody hole appears on the creature's chest.

But soon, the flesh and blood inside its body begin to wriggle and reorganize on their own, and before long that bloody hole disappears.

It's as if the arrow feather had never pierced it at all.

The next moment, the arrow feather curves back, enters from behind the creature, and pierces its chest again……

I tirelessly control the arrow feather to go back and forth piercing.

For me, as long as I can hold the creature, if it remains within this formation, it is inherently deadly for it.

The white feathers have already surpassed its normal body, spreading toward its buttocks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Each time the arrow feather pierces its chest, the creature must expend a large amount of mana to drive the fusion of its own flesh and blood, a consumption not less than mine.

The creature struggles, but my purpose has already been achieved.

I suddenly release the long bow and shout, "Feng Wu, it's up to you!"

Feng Wu has already taken form.

I entrust the task of restraining the creature to her, bearing the tower on my back, and once again face the Heaven's Mandate below.

The Heaven's Mandate moves with the Dragon Vein, constantly throbbing and rotating; I can feel the boundless power contained at its center.

It is full of vitality!

It was stolen once a thousand years ago, and after another thousand years it has actually recovered to such a magnificent extent.

And such magnificent fortune does not belong to any single person of this world.

It…… belongs to the Huaxia Land, to every living being along the Dragon Vein.

Building dreams, we rise.

Weaving dreams into reality.

So, now……

I form hand seals, chant the witch's spell, place my index finger before my lips, and finally glance at my comrades who share my hatred for the enemy and have sacrificed greatly for me.

I resolutely utter a single word: "Break!"