Chapter 1260: Chapter 687
The sound fell into his ears, and with a thought, images slowly surged into his mind,
Beneath the bright red wedding veil, that vague yet gentle and happy smile...
That smile he was once sure belonged to Donggong Ruoshu, but upon closer inspection, the curve of those brows and eyes, the tenacity within the shyness... it was clearly...
Min Ning?
Qin Qingluo?
No... no... wrong... the images were chaotically interwoven, and the face under the veil seemed to constantly change, yet always shrouded in a layer of gauze, unable to be seen clearly.
But one thing was certain, it definitely did not belong to the stupid girl beneath him.
Someone was...
Chen Yi’s heart chilled, and he suddenly looked around at the pitch-black bridal chamber.
The scene before him was like a water-soaked wall painting, the bright red and warm candlelight quickly blurred and dissipated, revealing the cold, deathly stillness beneath.
The carefully arranged wedding bed, the Hundred Children’s Tent, even the soft brocade quilt beneath him, were disappearing like dust and smoke. In their place was a scene frozen in time, Min Ning and Qin Qingluo, still maintaining that perfect yet false smile, holding wedding cups, their movements frozen in the last moment of walking toward him.
And on the wedding bed, the weight and sensation beneath him vanished abruptly.
Donggong Ruoshu’s figure became transparent, blurry, once again becoming visible but untouchable, like a reflection in water, wavering. She cried out in surprise, hurriedly tidying her now ephemeral clothes, her entire being floating lightly, frantically looking around, completely freed from the previous predicament where she was at others’ disposal.
Chen Yi stood rigidly, watching the rapidly changing scene, looking at those two frozen happy faces, then looked down at his empty hands.
The lingering impression of poignant warmth still held a hint of illusion, but a chill surged up his spine, rushing straight to his Heavenly Spirit Cover.
He suddenly lifted his head, and in a daze, a moment of realization emerged, he uttered in shock, "World of Ignorance?"
He murmured, his voice slightly hoarse, carrying an incredulous tremor, "I... am still in the World of Ignorance?!"
He had already fallen once before, then was struck by Zhou Yitang with an awakening blow, but now he was dazed again, unable to discern reality from illusion here?
He had never truly left the World of Ignorance, even the memories of how to leave were so blurred and unfocused, the moment he left the World of Ignorance, it was merely when he found the so-called exit through his heart’s desires, thinking he had left the World of Ignorance!
Chen Yi lowered his eyes, his aura suddenly changing, the sharp and unmatched Sword Intent no longer restrained, erupted outward.
The Sword Intent World encompassed all directions, he searched everywhere for the source,
as his Sword Intent touched a patch of void blockage, an ethereal and compassionate voice echoed directly in the depths of his consciousness, devoid of any essence of smoke and fire.
"There’s no need to search."
Chen Yi turned sharply.
Amidst the frozen black and white and gray background, a pure figure composed of soft white light quietly appeared beside him.
She was enveloped in a hazy glow, her specific features indistinct, only a perpetually unchanged face, standing there quietly.
Purity Saintess.
Without needing even a word of revelation, Chen Yi knew who this was.
She tilted her head slightly, watching the wary and Sword Intent-flaring Chen Yi, the smile seemed to deepen slightly.
"It seems you’ve finally woken for a moment, indeed showing some skill." Her voice remained ethereal, "It’s just a pity, this awakening... makes no difference."
Chen Yi’s face tensed slightly.
He did not want to waste words with this woman.
So why say more?
Chen Yi suddenly raised his sword, Hou Kang Sword fell into his hand, and he thrust a piercing strike.
The sword light split the air like cold lightning, directly piercing the human-shaped white light, yet passed through without obstruction, having no sensation of striking solid matter, as if it pierced a handful of flowing mist, a wisp of shaped wind.
Chen Yi’s heart shivered, retrieving the sword and turning back to see Purity Saintess standing there unmoved, even the compassionate smile at the corners of her mouth unchanged.
She slowly spoke, her voice reverberating directly within Chen Yi’s Heart Lake, ethereal without a hint of impurities, "Ordinary iron and vulgar thoughts, how could they hurt one of a luminous body? Chen Yi, do you not understand yet? Here, I am reality, whereas you are still struggling within ignorance."
Chen Yi’s face sank, the sword tip lowered, his gaze sharp as a knife: "What do you intend to do?"
Purity Saintess tilted her head slightly, the outline formed by the glow seemed to flow for a moment, and slowly said: "Intend to do what? Haven’t you already heard of it?"
Chen Yi’s thoughts raced, fragments of heretical texts from the Ming’an Divine Sect swept through his mind.
His pupils slightly contracted, "You are after... Ming Venerable’s legacy?"
Chen Yi recalled the heretical sayings of the Ming’an Divine Sect, advocating "Holy Fire as light, uncertain brightness, light and darkness with no bounds, humans can replace gods" and other such evil words, thus Purity Saintess appeared at this moment, what she sought was self-evident.
"Indeed." Purity Saintess’s voice seemed to carry a hint of praise, yet more like a lofty judgment, "This is an unprecedented change since the beginning of calamity, the world returns to Chaos, the perfect timing for Ming Venerable’s return. Chen Yi, you have an uncommon nature, though your heart is mixed and varied, yet it happens to bear the luminous person, I appear today, not to kill you, but to grant you a transformation."
The white light around her gently circulated, extending a hand imbued with a hazy aura toward Chen Yi, gesture like giving alms, yet also like an invitation: "When I reshape light and ignorance, ascend to the position of Ming Venerable, you will be the World-Holding Bright Envoy of the new era."
Her gaze swept over the two frozen-faced women, who long since saw through the desires of this man before her, the man had long severed the ties of two bodies, what he clung to was merely the affections and beauties within the mortal world.
"By then, you may do anything, even if it is merely wallowing in mortal dust, indulging in these illusions of love, entangling in complexities, all are permissible, if by worldly standards, myriad beauties in the world, all can fall into your grasp."
Hearing this, Chen Yi was silent at first.
Then, his lips slowly curled into an almost mocking arc: "Recruitment? After I slain so many of your disciples, and even that self-proclaimed Supreme was calculated by me until his soul scattered, you go to such great lengths, just to... recruit me?"
Purity Saintess’s figure seemed to sway slightly within the aura, yet the constant compassionate smile remained unchanged,
"Past dust, of what significance. When I truly achieve the position of Ming Venerable, even time can flow backward, and dead souls may resurrect. I care not for those losses, they died, I shall revive them, moreover..."
Her voice paused slightly, the aura swirling, as if examining Chen Yi carefully:
"Throughout this journey, all you have experienced through your heart’s desires, wasn’t I the one turning the threads of fate for you, if not for this, how could you always turn peril into safety, even maneuver among various women, seemingly smooth sailing?
Chen Yi, I have long reserved a place for you."
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