Wen Sheng remained silent, his face ashen, yet he said not a word.

He simply pressed the pocket watch within his soul over and over again, accelerating the loop and reloading.

Even as victory became increasingly distant, with only a bleak and dismal future potentially remaining, there was still no hesitation or doubt, absolutely no giving up.

At this moment, the soul was formed of obsession, crossing life and death with ease; how could it retreat merely under declining conditions!

Even up to now, there was still no thought of giving up, and there wasn't the slightest hint of slackening or disrespect, once again, and again, and again!

Since the loop has become meaningless, let this emptiness extend to eternity!

Even if the entire Illusion Dream turns into a cage, is there not still someone accompanying to endure the torment?

It doesn't matter even if I cannot win.

An endless dream, since born here, why not die here too?

"Then struggle with all your might, Ji Jue."

On that stern and cold face, there was no longer any expression, only unwavering resolve and determination in the horrifying hollowness:

"I can keep spending time with you, and keep spending, until forever!"

Clap!

All phenomena reignite, the loop renews!

The despairing torment is endless, continuing eternally!

"No, it won't take 'forever.'"

Ji Jue's sigh echoed, as if, after traversing endless torment, he finally glimpsed the end on the horizon: "It turns out, to resolve you, ninety-four, no, one hundred and ninety loops are enough…"

One hundred and ninety loops and repetitions.

What the soul perceived and experienced within the Illusion Dream was time that seemed like thousands of years, but what was repeated was monotonous and dull fantasies, ending over and over in destruction within the Fly King's erosion, turning into identical deserts.

One hundred and ninety times of trekking and wild running, in the end, only to circle on the spot.

It's like soaking in a mire, rotting again and again. Seemingly endless changes are only fleeting rises and falls of mosquitoes and flies; what proliferates within decay is only decay, what is born in desolation is only desolation.

Meaningless, valueless, impossible, unentertaining, no future, no past, no present.

Seemingly all-encompassing, yet absolutely void.

Right in the repeated struggles between Ascension and Ruins, the Vortex and the Absolute Abyss have silently overlapped!

All phenomena have descended into degeneration, in this eternal and indifferent decay, all that remains is a scene of sores and ruins… An endless loop brings about endless catalysis.

Behind Ascension is descent, opposite of Purification is mingling, after fruitless extraction there is degeneration, after failed Integration only chaos remains.

The making of Zhi Fu has long been completed, right in Ji Jue's hands, with Wen Sheng's cooperation and help!

Unbeknownst to when, that ash pervading beneath the rainbow light has filled everything, no cycle can remove it anymore.

With every loop, the darkness within the ash grew denser.

Until, in increasingly intense deterioration, only the most pure darkness remained.

This is the limit that Zhi Fu can reach in this Illusion Dream, the end it can complete.

And precisely because of that absolute darkness, it can set off that originally insignificant Silver Radiance!

It's like a candle in the wind.

A faint, barely noticeable silver flame burned silently, so small, yet merely existing, seemed to stir the darkness into a tumult, making everything decayed and silent surge without rest!

Making the entire Illusion Dream shiver!

Even the skeletal serpent entwined throughout the dream was appalled.

The moment it was detected, Wen Sheng, without hesitation, restarted once more!

But restarting was useless.

The moment the Silver Radiance sprouted, it was like taking root on the ground, unable to be erased again!

No, it should be said, as long as Zhi Fu exists for a day, this weak flame will never go out!

Deep within Ji Jue's soul, that insignificant afterglow now rooted in hollow desolation and valueless decay, burned silently, gradually spreading...

Until the surging intention could no longer be restrained, until this endless darkness and decay could no longer imprison the firelight, from the deepest decay and stagnation, the Flame Sword of transformation reignited!!!

Ji Jue could no longer hold back, bursting into laughter.

At that moment, sharp and fierce light rose from the decayed Illusion Dream.

Everywhere he looked, flames erupted within the darkness, amidst boundless Silver Radiance, a dazzling streak soared to the sky, effortlessly breaking through the blockade of Border Prison and Blissful Realm, with Ji Jue's call, it voluntarily flew into his hand.

Or rather...

Chasing the culprit that created Zhi Fu and spread chaos, mercilessly, unhesitatingly, slashed and pierced!

Penetrating the soul, burning consciousness.

Without any mercy!

The moment this power was created and summoned, it first slashed towards Ji Jue himself!

The previously horrified Wen Sheng was now in a stupor, unable to comprehend such an outrageous move… Setting oneself on fire, weaving one's own cocoon, nothing short of this!

But Ji Jue seemed, indifferent?

Only calmly reaching out, drawing the Flame Sword from within his soul, even if the soul was also gradually burning in the fierce Flame Light, he paid no mind.

"Edge of Transformation, long time no see!"

He brushed his hand over the ethereal blade, sighed with emotion: "This sharpness, let me borrow it once more!"

The transformation forged within the bubble was silent, voiceless, that cold and piercing spirituality pervaded every corner.

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