What's even more jaw-dropping is the person controlling the flames right now...

I can't understand it!

This operation, I simply can't understand...

You have the Heirloom Seal, the temple is like your family pet, but is the fire of destruction also raised by you? Even if it targets Tian Yuan, shouldn't the flames burn you first!

Could the Heirloom Seal's dominance be so exaggerated that even the flames forged by the Mo of yesteryear are like mere toys, easily suppressed and controlled?

But how did the Emperor of the Eternal Empire die back then?!

Or is it... Lu Changsheng has already surpassed his predecessors?

What kind of joke is this?!

But alas, in this deathly silence, no one can laugh anymore.

Except for that strange fierce demon also enveloped in flames, savoring Wuyou's tragic struggle and laughing aloud, the sound shaking the Crack Realm, like thunder.

Looking down at Wuyou's ugly struggle and howls within the burning flames.

Full of delight.

Until, the sound of shattering suddenly rings from Wuyou's soul!

As the Tiger Talisman Seed completely disintegrates, the strange power hidden deep within gradually reveals itself, occupying that burning wreckage.

Through this battered shell, it looks at its opponent in front.

Those eyes, amid the fierce flames, suddenly turn pure white, an alarming sight, empty yet seemingly reflecting the essence of everything.

"You are not Lu Changsheng, Lu Changsheng is already dead."

The charred bones open and close, issuing a hoarse voice, deep and unfamiliar, as the owner of those eyes coldly asks:

"Who exactly are you?"

Ji Jue does not answer; he simply moves closer, scrutinizing those strange eyes, examining every feature and detail, missing nothing.

A mysterious understanding and realization emerge from within.

Finally...

He had once imagined what he would feel when this moment finally arrived.

Was it madness or anger, hatred or joy, yet he could never find an answer.

Now, he finally knows.

Nothing at all.

He feels nothing, as if it's all void. In that vast inner emptiness, what is revealed, what remains is only a calmness like dead ashes.

At this moment, you and I finally face each other.

Even if we are so far apart...

But it doesn't matter, no matter how rugged and difficult the path, one day, I will come to you with the retribution and end you deserve!

As long as I am alive, as long as you exist.

Even if the mountains grow flat, the heavens unite, winter thunder resounds summer snow...

In that instant, Ji Jue silently grins and ultimately smiles.

"Hello."

He greets softly, nods, and again bids a solemn farewell.

"Goodbye!"

Boom!

In that instant, the last fragment of the Tiger Talisman Seed is crushed.

Thus, those pale eyes completely disintegrate in the burning flames, turning to flying ash.

At the last moment, it seems as if it wants to say something.

But that's no longer important.

Ji Jue doesn't care.

Amid the flying ashes and dust, that trace of strange power sweeps up the Flame Tide Seed, rushing skyward, about to speed away.

Immediately, it's held firmly in Ji Jue's hand, who was long prepared, his fingers tightening.

Snuffing out the final resistance.

Retrieval!

At this moment, within the palm of his hand, he finally truly sees the thing calling him all these years, the so-called Flame Tide Seed!

So close.

Like a crystal filled with cracks, within the Seed of Abyss, rainbow light shifts, ribbons of fire rise, constantly calling, pleading, shouting.

What follows is an internal hunger and longing!

Even his breath quickens, uncontrollably.

It is calling him.

Amidst the lament and wails, laughter rings out.

Enough to burn mountains and seas to ash, turning the world into Hell, the power is in his hands, no resistance, longing to reunite with him.

To complete the covenant that should have been fulfilled ten years ago.

After which, his soul and consciousness can finally be truly whole, no longer incomplete!

As long as they unite...

"No."

Ji Jue shakes his head, regretfully tells it: "We have never been one."

Likewise, we can never be one.

As his hands close upon the Flame Tide Seed, the Matrix of Fei Gong is activated, spiritual flows, like countless practices before, smoothly and effortlessly.

This farewell gift...

—Dissociation Technique!!!

Pa!

A crisp sound rings out.

At that instant, infinite fierce light engulfs Ji Jue.

While in the shadow of this world, that scornful overlooking figure suddenly stands up, enraged beyond measure, even greater than the fury when the Heirloom Seal was lost.

The end foretold by prophecy has again deviated.

An error absolutely intolerable has now been forged!

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