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Under the Starlit Sky, Wu Tong's body was torn apart by an invisible force as the Starry Tear pierced her heart, instantly triggering a breathtaking transformation. Her form began to split, transforming into the dual reflections of Witch and Wu Yue, as if two souls were struggling to regain their freedom within a rift of time and space.
“The Time-Space Loop must be terminated with the blood of the Dual Womb,” Wu Tong's voice echoed in the night sky, imbued with an irresistible sense of fate. Her gaze sparkled with determination, as if she had already seen through to the end of destiny.
At the same time, the Starlight Power of Sunshine surged like a wild stallion, breaking free from the constraints of the Long Robe. His eyes were resolute, as if confronting an unseen enemy.
“The Witch's immortality requires the consumption of a true Starry Marriage Contract,” he murmured softly, the Star Cocoon Heart in his hand glimmering faintly as if responding to his call. Without hesitation, Sunshine plunged the Star Cocoon Heart into Xiao Meng's Star Pattern Lock Core, as if performing a sacred ritual.
The moment the Star Pattern Lock Core made contact with the Star Cocoon Heart, it erupted in dazzling light, proclaiming the fulfillment of some ancient covenant. Just then, the hourglass of residual shadows reformed in midair, taking on the image of an Ancient Priest, as if recounting a forgotten prophecy.
“The Bloodline Loop must be completed with the blood of the Witch,” the priest's voice was deep and distant, echoing from the depths of time and space. However, the Starry Tear that had split from Wu Tong shot forth like arrows, shattering the priest's image into countless stars that scattered across the night sky.
A hint of relief appeared on her face, as if she had finally fulfilled some destined mission. “Brother…” Wu Tong called softly, her voice tinged with reluctance and acceptance. Her body gradually dissipated in the starlight, transforming into countless Starshine, merging into the night sky.
Sunshine gazed at the vanishing Starshine, a surge of indescribable emotion swelling within him. He knew this was just the beginning; the true challenge lay ahead.
Standing nearby, Xiao Meng felt a slight tremor from the Star Pattern Lock Core, an instinctive sense that something significant was about to awaken. She lifted her head to gaze at the starry sky, her eyes shining with unwavering resolve.
“This is just the beginning,” Sunshine's voice resonated in her ears, carrying an unshakeable belief. Beneath the starlight, their fates intertwined, as if composing an unfinished symphony.
A loud bang echoed, as if someone had set off a firecracker in Xiao Meng's mind, leaving her dazed and confused.
Suddenly, the world before her seemed to fast forward, flashing countless images: one moment she was wearing a coarse linen long robe, holding a staff, dancing before a blazing altar while chanting incomprehensible words; the next, she transformed into a figure in a white lab coat, glasses perched on her nose, bustling among bottles and glowing instruments, spouting terms like "quantum entanglement" and "gene editing," leaving her utterly bewildered; then she found herself in a sparkling princess dress, crowned and seated in a lavish palace, gazing at her reflection in the mirror while sweetly asking, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the fairest of them all?"
What was going on?
Xiao Meng felt as if she had been shoved into a kaleidoscope, spinning until she was dizzy and nearly sick. She shook her head vigorously, trying to dislodge the chaotic memory fragments that clung to her mind like glue, refusing to let go.
"The immortality of the Witch Clan... requires true... bloodline sacrifice..." A distant voice echoed, ethereal and haunting, as if it were coming from far away or resonating directly within her mind, carrying an ancient and mysterious tone.
Why did that voice sound so familiar?
Xiao Meng searched through the ocean of her memories and finally found a vague shadow in a dusty corner—it was the oracle she had heard as an Ancient Priestess at the altar!
Wait!
Bloodline sacrifice?
This was definitely trouble!
A jolt of realization surged through Xiao Meng, bringing her back to clarity. She looked up sharply and met Sunshine's eyes—once clear as stars but now clouded with an ominous haze.
"Oh no! Sunshine is in danger!" A chill ran down Xiao Meng's spine as an unsettling premonition washed over her.
She focused intently and saw that around Sunshine's body, a mass of black mist had appeared without her noticing. It writhed like a living creature, clawing toward him and slowly devouring the starlight radiating from his form.
The black mist was unnervingly familiar to Xiao Meng. A flash of insight struck her—this was the remnant soul of the Witch!
That old hag had been gone for so long yet still wanted to stir up trouble!
"Stop! You old witch, let that boy go! No, wait—let me handle this!" Xiao Meng blurted out in desperation.
She wanted to rush forward to stop the Witch, but her legs felt heavy as if weighed down by lead; she couldn't move an inch.
Just then, out of nowhere came the sound of babies crying—“Wah—wah—” resonating from all directions, clear and loud enough to be deafening.
Following the sound, Xiao Meng looked up to see countless starry-eyed infants appearing in the previously empty air. They waved their tiny arms and legs while chanting in unison: "Now... we must end... the millennia of reincarnation..."
Their voices were pure and sacred, like celestial music or an ancient incantation imbued with mysterious power that made one feel compelled to worship.
But just as the chanting reached its climax, it suddenly came to an abrupt halt, like a duck whose neck had been squeezed, unable to make another sound.
Xiao Meng had not yet reacted when she was confronted with a scene that left her dumbfounded—the remnant soul of the Witch was drawn into the Star Cocoon Heart in Sunshine's hand, as if a vacuum cleaner had sucked away dust, vanishing without a trace in an instant.
At the same time, the Time-Space Compass in Wu Tong's hand shattered with a sharp "Ka Cha," transforming into countless sparkling fragments that danced around Sunshine like lively sprites. Eventually, they coalesced into delicate chains that tightly wrapped around him.
"What... what is happening?" Xiao Meng's voice trembled slightly, filled more with confusion than fear.
Sunshine did not respond; he slowly lifted his head to look at Xiao Meng.
His gaze was deep and complex, as if it concealed endless secrets.
"Xiao Meng, I..." He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but hesitated, words caught in his throat.
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