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Nine colossal Bronze Giant Coffins rose slowly from the darkness, resembling slumbering behemoths. The ancient runes inscribed on their lids flickered with a faint glow, as if these massive coffins possessed a life of their own, breathing in the shadows.
Xuan Yang gazed at the giant coffins, when suddenly, an overwhelming wave of dizziness crashed over him like a tide. In his mind, countless versions of himself seemed to scream in madness from the depths of his consciousness, their voices deafening and nearly unbearable.
He tightly shut his eyes and took a deep breath, striving to calm himself. When he opened his eyes again, the figures within the coffins began to come into focus.
Each figure wore garments from different eras—some in ancient attire, others in modern clothing, and even a few in bizarre outfits. However, what shocked him most was that their faces were identical to Xuan Yang's!
"Reincarnated bodies through the ages..." Qu Si Yang's voice trembled as half of her body was completely enveloped by the Bronze. The Shadow Power around her had eerily settled. She stared wide-eyed at the figures in the coffins, disbelief etched across her face. "Are we... just Containers?"
A wave of indescribable fear surged within Xuan Yang; he could hardly believe what he was witnessing. Were these figures in the coffins his past lives? And was he merely a vessel meant to carry their souls?
At that moment, the Bronze Sovereign (Old Village Chief) was pierced through the body by Xuan Yin's spider-patterned sword. Unexpectedly, he let out a low and eerie laugh: "Ha ha, quite clever. But realizing it now is far too late."
Before his laughter faded, the Bronze Sovereign suddenly raised his hand. The nine previously sealed Bronze coffins emitted a deep rumbling sound as if awakened by some powerful force. The lids began to open slowly, releasing an ancient aura that rushed forth.
The "Xuan Yangs" sleeping within the coffins abruptly opened their Dual Eyes, their gazes ablaze like burning flames, radiating intense light.
The once tranquil night sky shattered in that instant as violent waves of energy surged forth like crashing tides—buzz!
The thunderous sound resonated like a mighty clap of thunder, deafening and shaking the very heavens and earth.
Nine brilliant beams of light shot up into the sky like volcanic eruptions, intertwining in the night to form a massive cage that tightly imprisoned the Spider Mother's ethereal form!
"Did you think my three-thousand-year plan could be so easily disrupted by your petty tricks?" The Bronze Sovereign sneered coldly as the wound on his chest began to visibly writhe and heal at an astonishing rate, as if this fatal injury meant nothing to him at all.
"The reincarnated bodies were specifically prepared by me..." Before the Bronze Sovereign could finish his words, an unexpected change occurred! A powerful backlash surged forth like a black torrent, erupting from the nine Bronze coffins and rushing straight toward the Bronze Sovereign.
Xuan Yin suddenly let out a piercing scream as his arm, which held the sword, rapidly withered and carbonized, spider-like veins spreading wildly along his blood vessels!
"No! This is not what we agreed upon—" His scream was abruptly cut off as he exploded into a cloud of black sand. In the center of the black sand, a palm-sized Bronze Spider emerged, its eight compound eyes glimmering with a cold light.
"Fool," the Bronze Spider spoke in human language. "Shadows have always been the servants of the Spider Mother."
Even more terrifying was that the "Xuan Yangs" within the nine Bronze coffins suddenly began to chant an obscure incantation in unison. Their bodies started to melt away, transforming into nine streams of light that flowed into the body of the Bronze Sovereign!
"At last... it is complete." The hunched form of the Bronze Sovereign began to crack apart, revealing an immaculate Bronze divine body within. A third eye slowly opened in the center of his forehead—its pupil reflected a swirling galaxy!
Xuan Yang felt an irresistible pull as his Light Power was forcibly extracted!
"Si Yang!" He desperately grasped at Qu Si Yang, who was also being drawn in. "Sever the connection!"
Both of them unleashed their powers simultaneously, creating a violent turbulence where light and darkness collided.
In this life-and-death moment, Master suddenly appeared before them, forming mysterious seals with his hands:
"Puppet Sect, Thirty-Seventh Generation Sect Master, please allow your ancestor to dissipate!"
Golden flames engulfed him as a Bronze Ancient Sword shot forth from his brow, temporarily severing the devouring power of the Bronze Sovereign!
"Go!" Master stood his ground, refusing to retreat. "To the Ruined Temple... there lies the last..."
Suddenly, the Bronze Spider lunged at him, and in an instant, Master's body froze, shattering like porcelain.
Xuan Yang grabbed Qu Si Yang and they fled frantically, the entire mountain gate of the Puppet Sect collapsing behind them.
"Why the Ruined Temple?" Qu Si Yang's Shadow Power instinctively constructed an escape route. "It clearly..."
"Because we were all wrong." The details of a mural from their childhood flashed in Xuan Yang's mind. "It's not a temple; it's a prison!"
As the two stumbled into the Ruined Temple, the sight before them sent chills down their spines—
Beneath the dust-covered floor lay countless Bronze Skeletons, all maintaining a posture of worship, and at the center of their reverence... was a bottomless well.
Two lines of small characters were carved into the edge of the well:
"Light and Dark Coexistence"
"When the Spider Mother descends"
The most terrifying part was the sound emanating from within the well—“click clack click clack”—as if some giant arthropod was climbing!
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