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The world seemed to be dominated by the towering Bronze Colossus. It slowly lowered its head, its left eye burning like the blazing sun, while its right eye gazed like an abyss. The mountains and rocks that fell under its gaze silently crumbled into dust.
Xuan Yin suddenly collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing. "No... it shouldn't awaken now..." The Shadow Crystal on his chest flickered wildly, beginning to drain his life force in reverse!
"So you are just a pawn after all," Master coughed blood and sneered, the golden chains in his hands breaking apart inch by inch. "The Dark Heart was meant to be the key to awaken 'Him'..."
But Xuan Yang had no time to consider these matters. He was experiencing the most terrifying consumption—Qu Si Yang's Shadow Power pierced into his soul like millions of steel needles, while his own Light Power violently washed over her consciousness. Their memories clashed fiercely in a merging frenzy:
Before his eyes, a horrifying scene unfolded: he (no, it should be said, his past self) stood amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, with countless citizens kneeling at his feet. Their bodies were mangled and blood stained the earth, creating a vast ocean of Crimson.
In Qu Si Yang's memories, in the same scene, the one wielding the slaughtering knife was shockingly herself!
"Who... are we?" Xuan Yang's voice no longer sounded human but rather a deep and terrifying roar.
With his bellow, the massive Bronze Statue let out a deafening howl, its sound waves crashing like a storm, instantly shattering the clouds within a ten-mile radius.
At that moment, an ancient voice suddenly echoed: "You are sacrifices."
This voice seemed to come from the void yet was so clear that it could not be ignored.
As the voice resonated, the entire space felt as if it had suddenly frozen, time seemingly halting its flow.
Then, an old man leaning on a Bronze Staff slowly emerged from the void.
Each step he took felt exceptionally heavy, as if the entire world trembled with his movements. The massive shadow of the Bronze Statue also quivered slightly beneath his steps, as if filled with reverence for him.
As the old man approached, Xuan Yang and Qu Si Yang finally caught sight of his face.
It was a visage that usually radiated kindness, but at this moment, it had turned as cold as stone, devoid of any expression.
With a frail, bony finger, he waved gently, and the combined power of Light and Dark that Xuan Yang and Qu Si Yang wielded was suddenly torn apart by an invisible force!
"Three thousand years," the Old Village Chief's voice carried an indescribable weariness as he slowly caressed the toe of the Bronze Statue's phantom, his touch as tender as if he were caressing a lover. "The perfect Container I created with my own hands has finally matured."
As he spoke, the ground of Qian Ji Dian collapsed with a thunderous roar, revealing a massive Bronze array beneath, its diameter stretching a thousand feet—an enlarged version of the Ruined Temple's tile pattern!
"You are the original Puppet Master?!" Master suddenly understood, his golden pupils constricting sharply. "The so-called backlash of the Heavenly Dao back then..."
"It was I who separated the Light and Dark sides," the Old Village Chief smiled, his skin beginning to peel away in flakes to reveal a Bronze body underneath. "Each reincarnation has served as nourishment until this body is strong enough to bear the Heavenly Power."
Xuan Yang suddenly recalled the murals on the walls of the Ruined Temple—those figures ensnared in Spider Webs were not depictions of ancestral sacrifices but rather the remains of past Light and Dark Puppet Masters!
"Why now?" Qu Si Yang interjected suddenly, her voice tinged with metallic resonance. Half of her body had already transformed into Bronze, yet her Shadow Power was purer than ever.
The Old Village Chief (or perhaps he should be called the Bronze Sovereign) grinned widely, his mouth stretching to his ears: "Because the Spider Mother is about to awaken."
He raised his staff towards the sky. Where the clouds parted, there loomed a Spider Phantom that covered much of the sky, each limb entwined with chains resembling starry rivers.
[The True Enemy]
"Do you think the Shadows are the enemy?" The Bronze Sovereign suddenly erupted into a wild laughter, a sound like thunder that echoed deafeningly, causing Xuan Yang's eardrums to buzz and even blood to trickle from his ears.
"That is merely the excrement of the Spider Mother!" The Bronze Sovereign's voice reverberated throughout the space, laced with contempt and disdain. "For three thousand years, I have been continuously creating Light and Dark Puppets, just to prepare for His awakening..."
However, before the sentence could be completed, the Bronze Sovereign's body suddenly froze as if struck by a paralysis spell.
A sharp tip of a Bronze sword slowly pierced through His chest, adorned with intricate spider patterns.
And holding that sword was none other than Xuan Yin! At this moment, Xuan Yin's flesh had completely rotted away, leaving only a skeletal figure, yet He laughed maniacally, as if He had lost all sense of reason.
"You old fool... Did you think you were the only one using others?" Xuan Yin's voice trembled, revealing an indescribable madness. "I knew exactly what you were plotting, which is why I allowed you to control me, only to deliver a fatal blow at the crucial moment!"
What terrified Xuan Yang even more was that he discovered the fusion power between himself and Qu Si Yang was flowing through the Bronze Sovereign's body, continuously streaming toward the ethereal image of the Spider Mother in the sky!
"So we were all sacrifices..." Xuan Yang's face turned pale as he laughed despairingly. "But the Puppet Sect has always had its final means."
At that moment, the entire Qian Ji Dian began to tremble violently, as if it were about to be swallowed by an immense force.
Then, Qian Ji Dian started to sink slowly, revealing nine gigantic Bronze coffins beneath the ground.
As the coffin lids exploded open, Xuan Yang saw lying inside them nine figures that looked exactly like himself!
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