Now Ji Jue feels as if he is standing in front of a mirror, sensing Transformation's metamorphosis. But that mirror, for some reason, is always shrouded in a layer of mist, clearly detailed in its outline yet eternally blurry in the finer details, like seeing flowers in the fog.

Cun Jun's Spirit reflects tirelessly, yet it can never encompass Ji Jue's reflection within it.

It's as if, something is missing!

Until Ji Jue suddenly realized: the creation of Cun Jun is already perfect, a seamless process, leaving no flaws or imperfections.

What is lacking at this moment is not Cun Jun.

It is...

Himself?

In that instant, Ji Jue's gaze fell, looking at the reflection within Cun Jun.

Then, he finally saw the chest of his hazy reflection...

A profound crack!

Bottomless, filled with darkness, as if it were a crack leading to Hell.

The so-called...

[Abyss]!

Now, as he reaches out his hand, he finally feels the guidance of Cun Jun in countless nightmares, and even the voice beyond.

On the other side of the crack, the endlessly surging Flame Tide roars and heaves, its vast echoes exploding. Futile waiting, agonizing torment, cries and calls out to him every moment!

Those long nightmares seem to reappear before his eyes once more.

"So that's how it is..."

Ji Jue reaches out in a daze, touching the void in the reflection, murmuring, "Is it you who has been calling me?"

No one responds.

Only the endless flames, with the wailing, cries, and roars of countless desperate Souls.

Pleading for redemption, pleading for an end, begging for liberation.

Ji Jue remains silent.

For a long time, he extends his hand and grips the Cun Jun before him.

"Then, let's put an end to this!"

Amid the distant sounds of wailing, Ji Jue lifts his eyes, seeing the reflection within Cun Jun.

The reflection is also looking at him.

Then, along with him, moves forward—

The boundary of the mirror is completely shattered, the reflection and the self merge into one, indistinguishable from each other!

Within Ji Jue's desolate body, suddenly a brilliant Spiritual Light erupts.

The soul rises, breaking free from the shackles and restraints of the body, manifesting independently!

In an instant, the exceedingly sharp light of the Invisible broke through the workshop's limitations, ascended against the celestial phenomena of endless flame, soaring to the sky, reigning above the firmament!

Under the guidance of the Soul, Cun Jun's Light races out.

Responding to the attraction and resonance from the other side of the [Abyss], it traverses the nine thousand miles in a snap of the fingers.

In this almost motionless world, endless Thunderbolt, fierce light, raging winds, and dark clouds rush towards and pass by, left far behind.

Ji Jue broke through the storm-ravaged seas, descended from the sky, and plunged into the violently surging ocean. From beginning to end, he did not stir up even a spark of lightning or disturb a single raindrop.

Just like that, he went straight into the deep sea, crossing the endless darkness.

Until the deepest part of the profound ocean, that faint firelight appeared in his eyes again, magnifying, magnifying, and enlarging once more.

Just like what he saw time and again in those long nightmares.

He could vaguely see, at the bottom of the deep sea, on the desolate seabed, countless corpses sunk to the seafloor burned into ashes, endless dead ashes rekindled, and the fiery sea surged, yet imprisoned within chains.

Four hundred and eleven Mutant Heavenly Essence Laws turned into Invisible restraints, entwining the revived Flame Tide above it.

And above that Fierce Flame, it seemed as if there was something colossal.

Absolute Abyss, Shadow Sun, You Shuang, Filth... One by one, the marks of the Great Evil suspended in the depths of the sea, innumerable seals shrouded in the seawater, isolating them from the outside world.

But all those, Ji Jue no longer cares about.

He has already plunged into that imprisoned flame, reappearing once again.

Within the Flame Tide, in a world seemingly composed of Fierce Flame and scorched earth, only infinite remnants piled up like mountains, each indistinct shadow wandering in the scorched earth, eternally wailing.

Descending from the sky, is the rain of tears.

Yet the tears scald, like Molten Rock.

Ji Jue opens his eyes, seeing all the strange yet familiar scenes before him, seeing the burning, agonizingly struggling skeletons.

The charred faces lifted, staring blankly at him, blood tears streaming down.

Silent cries of lamentation.

Craving an end.

So, Ji Jue lifted his hand once again.

The splendid blade extends from between his five fingers, like the crystal of all the world's splendid beauty. Its brilliance glows like a lotus in bloom, its sharpness shines like an array of stars, its light flows like water spilling over a pond; its cuts flush as if through broken rocks; its talent radiant as if ice were melting...

Cun Jun Blade, manifest here!

He knows not where he is, nor what happened here.

He only knows why he has come!

"Don't be afraid."

Ji Jue averts his gaze, watching their forms: "I promise, it will be over soon, very soon."

Please, wait for me a little longer...

Just wait a moment, just a moment!

The blade descends from here!

.

Fifteen minutes later, the Flame Tide riots!

The dead ashes beneath the deep sea rise once again; infinite Fierce Flame struggles vigorously, riots, breaking through layer upon layer of restraints and seals.

The raging Flame Light violently expands, burning rocks, boiling seawater.

Ignoring the shouts of anger, frustration, or fear, it breaks through the shackles and deceptions of the deep sea, rising straight up to the heavens.

The Flame Light like a blade, illuminating thousands of miles!

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