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Xing Yuan?!
This name struck like a lightning bolt, shattering the long-sealed memories in Sunshine's mind. It was a forbidden name recorded on ancient scrolls, associated with the Witch Clan and the First Generation Priestess—a cursed name!
Wait, what was he holding… the Ancestral Core?!
Sunshine felt as if his CPU was about to overheat. Wasn’t this the sacred object passed down through generations of the Witch Clan? How could it be inside the Witch… and birthed by Xing Yuan?
The scene was more thrilling than swallowing eight hearts and eight arrows whole!
Xing Yuan slowly rose, his body seemingly assembled from countless fragments of starlight. With each step he took, a delicate “ding-dong” sound echoed, like the remnants of colliding stars. He gently caressed the Ancestral Core in his hands, that translucent blue sphere seemed to harbor the secrets of the entire universe.
“Mother, you’ve worked hard,” Xing Yuan’s voice was ethereal and elusive, as if it came from a distant galaxy. “Now, it is time for the Witch Clan to be reborn.”
He lifted his head, his hollow gaze penetrating time and space, staring into some unknown existence.
“The glory of the Witch Clan will live on within Starlight Baby!”
Eternal life?!
Sunshine gasped in shock. Was Xing Yuan planning to make a big announcement by cramming the entire Witch Clan into Starlight Baby? This… this was utterly insane!
At that moment, Xiao Meng's wrist, adorned with the Triple Birthmark, suddenly began to spin in reverse.
Crimson, deep blue, and emerald green—the three colors intertwined like three hungry snakes, voraciously devouring the surrounding light.
Xiao Meng’s face turned pale instantly; she clutched her wrist in agony, her body trembling uncontrollably.
“Ow! It hurts! What’s happening?!” Xiao Meng's voice was tinged with tears but still ended with her signature “ya.”
Sunshine felt heartbroken; he wanted to rush over but found himself completely immobilized.
Because…
Wu Tong's compass exploded!
Yes, you heard it right—it exploded!
The previously intact compass suddenly burst apart with a loud bang, splitting into three hundred sixty slender Bone Flutes. Each Bone Flute emitted a faint white glow, resembling invitations from death itself.
At the same time, the Starry Tears slipping from Wu Tong’s eyes underwent a transformation. They were no longer crystalline droplets but turned into silver threads that intertwined with the Bone Flutes, forming a massive net.
“This is… a noose?!” Jing Hai’s voice was filled with disbelief. “Wu Tong and the Witch are actually using this method to complete the Bloodline Loop?!”
Sunshine’s brain completely crashed.
What on earth was happening?! First, Xing Yuan birthed the Ancestral Core; then Xiao Meng’s birthmark went haywire; now Wu Tong and the Witch were launching a suicidal attack… this plot was more thrilling than a roller coaster!
He struggled desperately to break free from his restraints, but felt his body growing heavier and heavier. Cracks began to appear on his skin, revealing faint glimmers of starlight within.
“Oh no! My Xing Jian... it’s going berserk!” Sunshine exclaimed in horror as he realized that his body was rapidly expanding, transforming into a colossal figure made entirely of starlight.
“Hahaha, Child of the Stars, your power will ultimately belong to me!” Xing Yuan cackled, the Ancestral Spirit Core in his hand shining brilliantly, resembling a supernova on the verge of explosion.
At this critical moment, Old Grandpa Plugin, who had remained silent until now, finally took action. The Time Sandglass in his hand emitted a series of cracking sounds, “Ka Cha! Ka Cha!” before completely shattering.
However, the hourglass did not vanish; instead, it reformed into ancient images that slowly unfolded in the air. In these images, a group of women dressed in peculiar attire danced around a massive altar, singing songs that were ethereal and mysterious, as if echoing calls from ancient times.
“This is... the origin of the Witch Clan?!” Sunshine’s eyes widened in disbelief.
“The son of the True Priestess... must consume... the Time-Space Loop...” Old Grandpa Plugin’s voice came through intermittently, like a radio with poor reception.
Before Sunshine could react, the Ancestral Spirit Core in Xing Yuan’s hand suddenly unleashed a powerful suction force, devouring all those images completely.
“Useless; everything will return to nothingness!” Xing Yuan’s voice was cold and cruel.
“No... there is still... hope...” Old Grandpa Plugin seemed to want to say something more, but his voice grew weaker and weaker.
Just then, a childish voice suddenly chimed in, “Grandpa, what are you saying?”
Xing Yuan’s body stiffened abruptly. He slowly turned his head towards the source of the voice.
Black-hearted Grandpa smiled sinisterly; that smile was more nauseating than gutter oil. His arms, thin as kindling, suddenly began to swell—growing larger and larger! The skin stretched nearly transparent, veins bulging like countless coiled earthworms beneath.
Even more bizarrely, dense Xing Wen symbols appeared on his arms, glowing with an eerie blue light like neon signs in a nightclub.
“Now begins the Ultimate Delivery!” Black-hearted Grandpa’s voice echoed from the depths of hell itself, carrying a chilling aura that sent shivers down spines.
His arms swelled to their limit before suddenly whipping out into a chain made of Xing Wen symbols that wrapped around Xiao Meng's slender waist.
Xiao Meng let out a yelp; before she could comprehend what was happening, she was violently flung away. Her target? The Ancestral Spirit Mirror!
It was a massive mirror floating in mid-air, its surface shimmering and reflecting distorted images. Xiao Meng felt like a small stone shot from a slingshot as she arced through the air and ultimately “splat” against the mirror's surface.
A powerful suction force emanated from behind her; she felt as if her very soul was being pulled out of her body. The mirror began to ripple like spring water disturbed by a stone thrown into it.
“Ah! I feel so dizzy! What is this thing?!” Xiao Meng pressed tightly against the mirror, feeling like a tiny insect stuck in a spider's web.
Meanwhile, within Starlight Baby’s body, changes were also occurring. The originally pure and flawless light began to grow murky, as if mixed with muddy river water. A vague shadow gradually emerged within the light, becoming clearer and more solid by the moment.
It was... Xing Yuan!
His pale face wore a strange smile, as if mocking everything around him.
His eyes glimmered with a chilling light, resembling two venomous snakes ready to strike.
Xiao Meng's eyes widened in shock as she saw that all the Starlight Babies had their pupils transformed into Xing Yuan's serpentine totem.
It was a twisted, evil pattern, like the entrance to hell, filled with despair and fear.
"Ah! What... what is happening?" Xiao Meng's voice trembled; she felt as if she had fallen into a massive trap, surrounded by cold darkness.
Suddenly, an indescribable pulling sensation emanated from her abdomen.
She looked down and saw the Ancestral Core frantically drawing energy from the Witch's Starshine womb!
The Witch let out a piercing scream, her body rapidly shriveling like a desiccated tree stripped of moisture.
"No... please..." The Witch's voice was weak, barely louder than a mosquito's buzz.
Xiao Meng stared in terror, wanting to scream but unable to make a sound.
She tried to escape but found herself firmly attached to the mirror surface, unable to move.
At that moment, the Ancestral Core suddenly ceased its feeding.
It floated silently in the air, emitting an eerie glow.
"It’s over..." A cold voice whispered in Xiao Meng's ear.
Xiao Meng turned sharply to see Black-hearted Grandpa standing behind her, a strange smile on his face.
"Now, the real beginning starts..." Black-hearted Grandpa reached out and gently caressed Xiao Meng's cheek, his gaze filled with greed and desire.
Xiao Meng felt as though she had fallen into an ice pit, her entire body freezing.
Suddenly, the Ancestral Core began to tremble violently, cracks appearing on its surface.
"Ka Cha... Ka Cha..."
The cracks widened and multiplied until finally, with a loud bang, the Ancestral Core completely shattered.
Three hundred Xing Yuans appeared before Xiao Meng.
They all bore Xiao Meng's Serpent Eyes.
"Ah..." Xiao Meng's voice was as thin as a thread.
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