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Chapter 1477 749: Beneath the Curtain (2)
The originally weak Souls that came from the same source had no rejection towards each other; on the contrary, the more of them there were, the more stable they became.
At the same time, after Ji Jue reversed the decryption of Badanta's Golden Body, he infused all his understanding of Ascension and the Absolute Abyss into it, truly transforming it into a tool at his command!
An invisible Embers Furnace!
The 'Righteous Law' of the Wulou Temple, although contradictory to the principles of Ascension, still had its merits.
Just as a monk is an extension of the Righteous Law, the Spirit of Creation, originating from Ji Jue, gathered into one through the construction of the mandala, and the Fly King truly became a part of Ji Jue, an extension of Ji Jue's soul and consciousness...
As it is now, everything within the layers of curtains is in the palm of the Non-Attacking Hand! The area covered by the curtain is the realm refined by Non-Attack!
In other words, this is an artificial Circle Realm!
"The prosperity of all things is made by this hand."
Ji Jue murmured softly, "Everything in this world is crafted by these ten fingers!"
At this moment, within this all-encompassing curtain, in an unprecedented grand refining, Ji Jue once again deeply felt the essence of Non-Attack.
He extended his hand.
Thus, the Invisible Hand took control of everything.
Outside the curtain, countless Sea Locusts continued to charge in. Yet within the thick mist, no matter how large their numbers, they gradually became lost and separated in their aimless flights.
They couldn't distinguish northeast, southwest, or front from back. Even the concept of up and down began to invert the deeper they went.
As if they had jumped into a deep sea vortex, tilting, drifting, and falling uncontrollably, until ultimately, they were alone.
"Buzz——"
The mutated Sea Locusts screeched, calling out for their kin in the mist, but the responses from all directions became vague, and they blindly moved forward, following the scent of food.
Yet they didn't realize their bodies were becoming lighter and lighter...
In the layers of mist's erosion, scales silently fell, limbs broke like withered leaves, shells shattered into dust, and blood evaporated without a trace.
In the end, even the wings disintegrated.
Only the residual body fell from the sky, decomposing more rapidly as it descended, until it landed on the ground, leaving just a wisp of insignificant ash.
A gentle breeze blew by, merging it into the sewer, never to be seen again.
Meticulous and exquisite disassembly, with not a single drop of blood wasted, nor a shred of material lost, even the polluted spiritual matter was fully recovered.
This scene was continuously unfolding under the curtain's shroud from countless places.
Initially, there was some inexperience that led to the Sea Locusts struggling furiously, wasting a lot of material. However, after several attempts, it soon flowed seamlessly.
Countless Sea Locusts, like products willingly going onto an assembly line, vanished into nothingness through successive processing and disassembly.
Their carcasses were wholly dismantled, but each ignorant, hungry tiny Soul seemed to still soar.
Forgetting why they came, or where they were destined to go.
Only ascending gradually, higher and higher within the endless mist.
Thus, small luminescent fireflies glimpsed the vast brilliance of the blazing sun.
A nested, perpetually rotating mandala, formed by countless Fly King Spirits, a grand mandala!
Waves of dazzling silver light echoed across the infinite lofty firmament, overlapping and transforming into a vortex. Steel clashing sounded like shouting, electric currents throbbed like chanting, parts friction reverberated like reciting, while monotonous sharp synthesized sounds rose and fell like the tides.
At last, merging into a majestic solemn hymn, resounding through the heavens and earth.
The residual spirits of the Sea Locusts rising in the mist, bathed in that pure light, as if empowered, came to an epiphany. The hunger and madness entwined with their souls since birth miraculously vanished, emerging only infinite joy and peace.
Purification!
Under the purification of the mandala, vast numbers of residual spirits continually ascended from the mist, transforming into sparks of lingering light, flying into the dazzling sun!
Like moths to a flame, desperate and fearless.
Even if they were burned to ashes in the process.
In this way, using their residual spirits as insignificant bricks, they became a permanent part of the mandala, causing the grand mandala to expand by an insignificant amount.
Then one more increment, again and again...
In this seemingly endless dedication, the once ethereal and wavering mandala was rapidly becoming clear, gradually solidifying.
Thus, Lou Feng was left dumbstruck.
Such a colossal creation, consuming resources every moment of every second, was astronomical.
Just like the activated workshop Ji Jue created during the craftsman exam, anyone with slightly shallow resources would have burned out in three to five minutes flat.
Yet the swiftly depleting reserve of spiritual matter, which he watched closely, gradually slowed its depletion, eventually reversing to rise...?
The electric meter started to run backward!
No, is this for real!
Buddy, stop fighting, just tell me where you bought this hack!
But the key is that Lou Feng really knew where Ji Jue got his hack, he even had his own... The Three-phase Alchemy!