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Zhong Kui's Diary
With the addition of Song Ziyu, the Enchantress suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, her prominent veins beginning to burst, her body drenched in blood, looking exceptionally tragic. However, despite this, she showed no signs of retreat, standing fearlessly beside Jin Manyuan, her sleeves fluttering as she continuously channeled her mana into the faint Golden Barrier.
On the side of the purple energy circle, A Li pulled out an old lady and a middle-aged couple. I guessed they were the grandmother and parents of Song Yuqing's three siblings. The three of them wasted no time; the grandmother assisted Song Xi in attacking the Barrier while the middle-aged couple leaped into the air, conjuring swords to intercept the Red Energy Stream.
A Li chanted incantations continuously, pulling people out from the Purple Energy Hole one after another, non-stop, until she finally ceased her spells. By then, there were already about ten experts from the Song Family present.
Damn, this trickster Song Xi claimed there were only six people in the Song Family!
As the number of Song Family experts increased, the Enchantress could no longer hold on and spat out three mouthfuls of purple-black blood. At that moment, the Barrier transformed from a faint golden color to a deep Golden hue, with numerous cracks appearing on its surface as if it could shatter at any moment. Seeing this, the woman cried out in despair, "Master, I can't hold on any longer!"
Jin Manyuan opened his eyes and coldly replied, "Rain Princess, even if you die, you must hold on. As long as I absorb the Solar God Energy, reviving you from ashes will not be difficult."
With that, Jin Manyuan closed his eyes again, seemingly indifferent to the Rain Princess's safety.
The Enchantress known as Rain Princess revealed a determined expression on her face. She gazed longingly at Jin Manyuan and murmured softly, "Master, take care!" Then she bit down hard on her lip, and with a loud explosion, she shattered into countless golden runes. These runes adhered directly to the Golden Barrier, causing the cracks to vanish instantly and restoring its color to a faint golden hue with even greater solidity than before.
The experts from the Song Family attacking the Barrier shouted angrily and unleashed all their might against it. Meanwhile, those intercepting the Red Energy Stream appeared frenzied; across the entire Badminton Hall, it looked like a chaotic dance of demons.
The Red Energy Stream in the air became increasingly dense. Despite more than half of the Song Family experts intercepting it, many energy streams still slipped through gaps and flowed into Jin Manyuan's body through Ruyi Jingu Bang. The rainbow colors surrounding Jin Manyuan gradually intensified.
The old lady attacking the Barrier furrowed her brow and conjured a short knife to slice through a Red Energy Stream into blue smoke while issuing orders: "Everyone stop attacking the Barrier! Focus all efforts on intercepting Solar God Energy!"
Upon hearing this from the old lady, those attacking the Barrier immediately leaped into the air to intercept the ever-increasing Red Energy Streams. Yet even so, the Red Energy Stream continued to surge; soon enough, the entire ceiling of the Badminton Hall was filled with red energy streams rushing towards Ruyi Jingu Bang at an accelerating pace.
"Mother! The only option now is to deploy Vedic Formation," shouted one of the middle-aged men.
"Nonsense! If we use Vedic Formation now, everyone in our Song Family will lose their powers and become ordinary people!" retorted the old lady angrily.
"In this situation, if we don't use Vedic Formation, Jin Manyuan will successfully absorb Solar God Energy. At that point, our Song Family will not just become ordinary people; we will all be exterminated by Jin Manyuan!" The middle-aged man exclaimed urgently.
The old lady was momentarily stunned, then angrily said, "Just hold on a little longer; Old Man Jin might already be at his wits' end."
Watching the energy flow into the Ruyi Jingu Bang increasing and the seven-colored aura around Jin Manyuan growing denser, I couldn't help but curse under my breath. This old thing knows nothing; how could Jin Manyuan possibly look like he was about to give up?
"Mother!" This time it was the middle-aged woman who shouted sharply, "The situation is looking grim! You need to make a decision quickly!"
The old lady glanced at the dense Seven-Colored Aura surrounding Jin Manyuan, her face twitching. Finally, she gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, saying, "In that case, we can't let the other Cultivators have it easy either. Song Yuqing, you release the Supreme Authority Spell in the Underworld Purple Mansion."
"Supreme Authority? Mother, once this Spell is released, all Cultivators will be forcibly summoned. What do you intend to do?" the Middle-Aged Man shouted loudly while swinging his large knife to slice through a strand of red energy trying to rush past him.
"What do you mean? I want to gather all the Cultivators' magical power and then cast the Vedic Formation. Why should our Song Family lose our power while they benefit? Besides, what if our Song Family doesn't have enough power?" Grandma Song said coldly.
"You are right, Grandma! Why should our Song Family work hard while they live happily?" Song Yuqing echoed loudly.
"Shut up!" The Middle-Aged Man shouted angrily, glaring fiercely at Song Yuqing.
The old lady snorted coldly. "Song Yuqing, hurry up and cast the Supreme Authority Spell!"
Ignoring the Middle-Aged Man's furious expression, Song Yuqing took out something resembling a seal and tossed it into the purple energy circle while chanting incantations.
In an instant, a howling sound erupted from within the purple energy circle as one figure after another fell out of it. There were Yazhi, Ji Wuyuan, Hua Wuqiu's parents, Golden Puppet Yi Shuihan, Dragon King Wen Jianru and Zhuo Wei, and even Qingcheng and Kong Xuan, An Ran and Ai... In short, anyone with magical power fell out of this energy circle.
"What’s going on?" Everyone began to discuss among themselves as Qingcheng and others rushed over when they saw me lying on the ground.
"Zheng Nan!" Qingcheng knelt down and placed my head on her lap, crying out, "What happened to you?"
Kong Xuan and others stood beside me with concerned expressions.
As for me, I could only quietly watch them because all the energy within me had been drained by the Heaven and Earth Divine Mill; I didn't even have the strength to speak.
"Time flows, Extinguish Sentient Beings Sorrowful, the years vanish, freezing all things Desolate, oh Time that has lost the future, please return in this desperate night..." An ancient and weathered incantation interrupted Qingcheng's anxious inquiry. Everyone's hearts trembled as they turned to see an old woman standing proudly in the air, her hands slowly drawing numerous symbols in the air. As her voice grew louder and more urgent, the incantations danced like joyful spirits, filling the entire Badminton Hall in an instant.
As the number of incantations increased, the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly oppressive. Finally, with a thunderous sound, a massive magic circle appeared on the floor of the hall, dark and thick like ink, interspersed with many silver Starbursts. The Starbursts seemed alive, each selecting a Cultivator and gently rising and falling above their heads.
In that moment, except for me and Jin Manyuan, everyone else had a White Star Radiance hovering above them.
"Grandma Song, what do you mean?" Ji Wuyuan shouted angrily.
"Isn't it clear? Jin Manyuan is about to absorb Solar God Energy. My grandmother called everyone here for the sake of humanity. I won't hide it from you; we intend to use everyone's power to cast the Vedic Formation," Song Yuqing replied loudly.
"What?" The crowd erupted in chaos, everyone shouting.
"Vedic Formation? Does that mean our powers will be completely drained?"
"If we lose our powers, won't we become useless?"
"What do I care about humanity's survival?"
"…"
Grandma Song's incantation did not pause for a moment: "…let Fate's Grievance turn to dust, let Revenge in the Cycle of Reincarnation turn to smoke, I pray to the Ancient Deity, grant me the power of Brahman."
As Grandma Song finished the last line of her incantation, the Starbursts above everyone's heads suddenly transformed into an inverted Purple Funnel. I could see strands of tangible Silver Energy being slowly drawn out from within the Funnel, condensing in the air above. Meanwhile, everyone in the hall was completely immobilized and unable to speak.
The Funnel above everyone's heads continued to accumulate energy. At this moment, the differences among us became apparent. The energy spheres above Qingcheng, Kong Xuan, and Song Xialai were only as big as ping pong balls, while those above Ji Wuyuan, Song Feiyang, and even Grandma Song were as large as basketballs. The energy sphere above Yazhi was the largest of all, significantly bigger than those of other Grandmaster Level experts.
After their energy spheres were drained, everyone collapsed to the ground like dead ashes, unaware of life or death. Aside from Grandma Song and Jin Manyuan, no one else remained standing.
Feeling a surge of panic, I looked towards Qingcheng and Kong Xuan. I could vaguely see their chests rising and falling slowly; it seemed they were merely unconscious.
"Merge!" Grandma Song shouted sharply, and all the energy balls rose into the air, rapidly converging around Grandma Song's energy ball as if droplets of water on glass were coming together, merging into larger energy balls upon contact. In the end, an enormous Silver Energy ball slowly rotated above Grandma Song's head.
At this moment, the Red Energy Streams that had been intercepted in the air surged wildly toward Ruyi Jingu Bang, as the colorful aura surrounding Jin Manyuan became exceptionally dense, enveloping him like a colorful ceramic.
"Formation!" Grandma Song shouted again, and the massive energy ball instantly transformed into a large gray-white vortex, slowly spinning. This gray-white vortex seemed to possess immense suction, drawing in the Red Energy Streams from the air.
As a result, all the energy streams were absorbed into the gray vortex. No new energy entered Jin Manyuan's body; despite the increasing number of red energy streams in the air, the gray vortex could absorb them all.
With no new energy entering Jin Manyuan's body, he maintained his colorful ceramic form, remaining motionless.
Time passed without any new energy streams appearing; it seemed all the red energy had been absorbed by the gray vortex, which was also slowing down, indicating it had reached saturation.
Just as the gray vortex was about to stop, Grandma Song suddenly let out a muffled grunt and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the vortex. She pointed at Jin Manyuan, and instantly, the vortex erupted with white light and began to spin again. Amidst a series of whooshing sounds, the colorful energy surrounding Jin Manyuan was drawn into the vortex.
It seemed that Grandma Song was pushing herself to her limits; whenever the vortex's speed slowed even slightly, she would spit out another mouthful of blood to fuel it. Once all the seven-colored energy was absorbed from Jin Manyuan, Grandma Song bit her tongue hard and spat out a mouthful of golden blood before collapsing to the ground in a daze.
This mouthful of golden blood caused the vortex to shine with dazzling white light once more. The Ruyi Jingu Bang in Jin Manyuan's hand, along with seven Yin-Yang Ancient Coins, suddenly exploded into countless fragments. With this explosion, the vortex dissipated into smoke and vanished into thin air.
As a result, only Jin Manyuan remained standing in the Badminton Hall.
After a long while, Jin Manyuan slowly opened his eyes and looked around. His brows furrowed as he spat out a mouthful of black blood. His expression was incredibly complex—filled with disappointment, bitterness, helplessness, and despair—as he muttered to himself: "I never expected that I, Jin Manyuan, would fail at the moment closest to success... I never expected that I would fail at this moment..."
No one paid him any mind because everyone else had already lost consciousness. The only one awake was me; however, I had lost all my strength and couldn't even speak.
"I never expected that this old witch would actually use Vedic Formation. I never expected there were so many Cultivators in this world. I never expected that the combined power of these Cultivators would be so formidable..." Jin Manyuan continued to mumble.
As he kept murmuring, his expression gradually turned ferocious: "Since you are willing to sacrifice your power to perish with me, then in the days to come, I will make you taste the pain of being powerless."
With that, a black gourd appeared in Jin Manyuan's hand. This black gourd had no luster; it seemed to absorb all light that fell upon it. However, this seemingly dull black gourd gave off an impression of shimmering brilliance.
Reciting a couple of incantations quietly, Jin Manyuan gasped for breath and continued with two more lines. It seemed he was heavily injured; this short incantation took him five breaths to complete.
At the moment he paused, the black gourd suddenly exploded, and ten strands of black smoke floated out, swirling above Jin Manyuan's head.
"In the Yin-Yang Realms, there are no cultivators left. You Dark Ten Demon Kings need not worry at all. This Yin-Yang Realms is your playground to ravage. In fact, you don’t even need to wait until you fully evolve; you can turn the Yin-Yang Realms upside down right now. Go ahead, kill to your heart's content!" Jin Manyuan shouted fiercely.
The ten strands of black smoke immediately cheered and danced around, swirling around Jin Manyuan several times before drifting away through a large opening at the top of the Badminton Hall. The last shadow swept past Jin Manyuan's head just before leaving, and at that moment, Jin Manyuan lost all vitality, crashing to the ground with wide-open eyes, seemingly unable to close them even in death.
I was also shocked; the Solar God Energy that Jin Manyuan had just absorbed was taken away by Grandma Song using the Vedic Formation. His remaining magical power was minimal, yet even that little bit was ruthlessly snatched away by the black mist he had released.
What exactly are these Dark Ten Demon Kings? Why are they so brutal and vicious?
I heard the black mist let out a sharp laugh twice: "Not bad, leaving a bit of energy for me before departing. How generous."
With that, the black mist circled above everyone's heads a few times, seemingly finding no one else with energy. It let out a few strange laughs and howled away through the rooftop opening.
...
The Judgment is complete.
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