Chapter 749: Shocking Breakthrough Flower Immortal Eyes

"I can't believe this!"

The sudden turn of events, happening in the blink of an eye, caused Xu Xiaoshou's heart to pound wildly, feeling as if it would leap out of his throat.

He couldn't understand it at all. With the San Yan Tong Mu suppressing him and the Sheng Li also suppressing him...

How had that Jia Shuo Shu escaped control?

If it had been from the start, perhaps Jiang Xian had targeted the wrong person, fighting all along against a phantom clone created by Jia Shuo Shu's Hua Xian Mou.

But then, when Jiang Xian activated San Yan Tong Mu, Jia Shuo Shu was clearly controlled, unconsciously revealing his "Yan Wang" identity—what could explain that?

Therefore.

The only possible explanation was that what Jiang Xian controlled was the real person!

Yet, Jia Shuo Shu had still used some method to break free from San Yan Tong Mu's control!

So...

"What method was it?" Xu Xiaoshou wondered in confusion, no matter how much he thought, he couldn't figure it out.

He was lost in thought.

But the scene in the distance wasn't waiting for anyone.

Amid Jiang Xian's screams and howls, the red-skirted masked figure used the white beam in his hands to block the Sheng Li, slowly pulling Jiang Xian's pupils out.

At that moment, the Sheng Li seemed to become alert.

The power of space-time enveloping the red-skirted masked figure could only block the Sheng Li's perception for an instant.

After sensing Jiang Xian's crisis, the vague outline of the sacred image in the white mist solidified a bit in that instant.

Then, a massive force surged out.

With a thunderous boom, not only was the space-time power on the red-skirted masked figure shattered, but his body was also flung dozens of zhang away by the Sheng Li.

Even though he spat blood and his face twisted in pain,

The deadly white beam in the red-skirted masked figure's hands remained steady, gripping Jiang Xian's eyes through the void like unyielding chains.

The two elongated white beams stood out like chains.

"Bai Gui!"

The red-skirted masked figure suddenly cried out, as if he could barely withstand the Sheng Li's impact.

"Yin Cao, hold on!"

The blue-robed masked figure, who had been pinned underground, moved upon hearing the call.

Among the Yan Wang codenames, the red-robed one was called Yin Cao Laike, and the blue-robed one was Bai Gui Yexing.

In this crisis, the two had no time to worry about their identities and revealed their true names.

At that moment, Bai Gui Yexing struggled to support himself on the ground with one hand, then pulled a radiant golden pill from his ring and swallowed it whole.

As the pill entered his system, Bai Gui Yexing's lower body rapidly regenerated.

His entire state shifted from extreme weakness to its peak in an instant.

"Shen Zhi Bi You?"

Though the pill vanished in a flash,

Xu Xiaoshou still recognized it from the pill manual that Sang Lao had given him.

He had a deep impression of this first-grade pill, "Shen Zhi Bi You," also known as the sacred pill, which could save a life once.

Whether taken for severe injuries or before a forbidden move...

As long as the person wasn't instantly obliterated by a force surpassing Sheng Li, Shen Zhi Bi You would preserve their life.

And now, this Jia Lei Shuang Xing—by taking "Shen Zhi Bi You" before making his move—was clearly aiming for a big gamble.

"Shi Zi Yi Tong..."

"Ji Mie..."

Xu Xiaoshou didn't even need to think much to understand what this person called Bai Gui intended.

At that moment, he realized he couldn't just watch anymore.

Jiang Xian's San Yan Tong Mu was too terrifying!

Its ultimate form, "Zhuan Yi Kong," had even allowed Jiang Xian to forcibly control the red-skirted masked figure at that critical moment, despite the heavy cost.

But he had controlled him all the same!

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't imagine what would happen if such a powerful San Yan Tong Mu fell into Yan Wang's hands, wielded by someone at the Zhan Dao or Tai Xu level...

Or, to put it more severely,

If Yan Wang's leader, the one who mastered the power of time, acquired it,

Xu Xiaoshou didn't know if the eight Zun An could resist such control.

—This was too frightening!

On Jiang Xian, Xu Xiaoshou didn't see much threat from San Yan Tong Mu.

But witnessing Jia Shuo Shu being forcibly controlled,

He immediately understood why Yan Wang was willing to risk losing "Hua Xian Mou" and "Shi Zi Yi Tong" under the threat of Sheng Li, just to seize San Yan Tong Mu.

—It was totally worth it!

In short,

At that moment, Xu Xiaoshou emerged from his hidden state.

His only goal was to prevent Jiang Xian from dying at Yan Wang's hands.

He didn't want San Yan Tong Mu to fall into the hands of an organization that coveted his junior sister's Shen Mo Tong.

As Xu Xiaoshou charged forward, he could already envision the future.

Today's Jiang Xian could become tomorrow's Mu Zixi!

"Ji Mie!"

Under the power of Shen Zhi Bi You, Bai Gui Yexing suddenly lifted his gaze, targeting the gradually solidifying sacred image amid the rising white mist.

With his roar,

The blue and orange overlapping ellipses of Shi Zi Yi Tong contracted sharply into his pupils.

In that instant, his eyes turned blood-red, bursting with blood light.

Then, with a bang from the back of his head, blood sprayed out, and his body flew backward, nearly torn apart by the recoil of the pupil force.

At that time, the light from Shen Zhi Bi You spread, desperately repairing his mangled body.

Even so,

Bai Gui Yexing, at the Zhan Dao level, was knocked unconscious on the spot by the backlash of this technique.

However, the effects of his all-out "Ji Mie" were extremely significant.

Jiang Xian's summoning of the sacred image was too slow!

His cultivation was too low, so the Sheng Li couldn't manifest instantly; it was slowly rising and growing.

Bai Gui Yexing seemed to have targeted this flaw, ending Jiang Xian's summoning before the sacred image fully formed.

After Shi Zi Yi Tong's "Ji Mie"—a move that killed the enemy at a thousand and damaged oneself at eight hundred—the unformed sacred image seemed to encounter an irresistible force.

With a disordered boom, the sacred image began to flicker, then gradually fragmented.

Crystalline light points scattered down.

At that moment, even the flow of time seemed to slow.

"Sheng" meant transcendence.

But Shi Zi Yi Tong was also a power beyond the heavenly dao.

If truly compared, to determine which was superior,

Undoubtedly, the sacred image's power far exceeded Shi Zi Yi Tong.

But the issue was...

The one summoning the unconscious, self-defending sacred image was Jiang Xian.

The one subjectively manipulating Shi Zi Yi Tong for a desperate counterattack was Bai Gui Yexing.

The difference in their cultivations was like heaven and earth!

In this world, supreme treasures were never lacking.

Perhaps each treasure had its rank when used by humans.

But what mattered most was the user.

In this situation, cultivation ultimately decided the outcome.

"It's done!"

The red-skirted Yin Cao Laike, in mid-air, could no longer maintain the white beams under the Sheng Li's assault.

Yet, Bai Gui Yexing's powerful strike had directly ended the source of the nightmare—the sacred image's power!

In their plan, if the two from Yan Wang carefully guarded against it,

And Jiang Xian was forced to activate the sacred image during the eye-seizing,

Yin Cao Laike could assist Bai Gui Yexing in ending it, then the two could deal with the helpless Jiang Xian together.

But Jiang Xian wasn't foolish.

He was too good at waiting.

He only activated the sacred image after Yin Cao Laike was busy seizing the eyes and had no attention to spare.

Thus, all the consequences of ending the sacred image fell on Bai Gui Yexing alone.

Yin Cao's only hope now was that Shen Zhi Bi You and Lord Huang Quan's space-time power could save Bai Gui's life after slaying the sacred.

Though...

Everything was unfolding in the worst-case scenario they anticipated.

In the end, only Yin Cao himself had the power to fight.

But human plans couldn't outmatch fate.

At this point, achieving such a result was already quite good.

"Come here!"

Yin Cao Laike roared, strengthening the white beam in his hands.

With the sacred image collapsing in a roar, Jiang Xian was powerless to resist. In front of Zhan Dao, he was like a fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of others.

In no time,

San Yan Tong Mu was extracted from his body and drawn out by the white beam.

"This is the moment!"

Xu Xiaoshou, who was mid-flight, instantly soared into the sky and reached San Yan Tong Mu, reaching out to intercept it midway.

But at that instant, a sudden change occurred.

The moment Jiang Xian's eyes left his body, in just a split second,

A blood-colored shadow from Jiang Xian surged along Yin Cao Laike's white beams and merged into his body in a flash.

"This is..."

Yin Cao Laike froze, then realized, panicking, "Blood pulse imprint?"

He was frantic!

Wasn't this exactly what he and Yan Wang had feared—accidentally killing Jiang Xian and triggering the blood pulse imprint?

But now, Jiang Xian was clearly still immersed in Yin Cao's Hua Xian Mou illusion, not even screaming anymore.

—He wasn't dead!

So, this blood pulse imprint...

"Had the Jiang clan placed it on San Yan Tong Mu?"

Xu Xiaoshou, who had abruptly withdrawn his hand, also realized this.

Yes.

While a few knew the legend of the half-saint heir's immortality,

It seemed everyone had forgotten this point:

The blood pulse imprint was set by the half-saint of the half-saint family. If he could place it on a clan member's moment of death, why couldn't he place it on San Yan Tong Mu?

"Let it go..."

A sigh of resignation suddenly echoed from the void.

Tracing the source, both Xu Xiaoshou and Yin Cao Laike discovered the voice came from Yin Cao himself!

"Anchored by the half-saint..."

Xu Xiaoshou swallowed hard.

In that moment, he was incredibly relieved he had pulled back in time.

If he had been a second slower, would the blood pulse imprint from San Yan Tong Mu have followed the white beam and merged into the first person to touch it?

That is...

Him, Xu Xiaoshou?

Being locked by a half-saint, Yin Cao was almost certainly doomed—that was Xu Xiaoshou's judgment.

Yet, the next second, the scene before him exceeded his expectations again.

"Let it go?"

"Impossible!"

Yin Cao Laike's eyes bulged with rage as he slammed a palm into his own forehead, as if intent on destroying both his body and soul at once.

"Bang!"

Flesh exploded into the void.

This act of self-destruction left Xu Xiaoshou stunned.

However, just like when he had escaped San Yan Tong Mu's control earlier,

Xu Xiaoshou "sensed" another red figure appearing in a different location.

Yin Cao Laike!

This guy had reappeared in the same way!

"It's real... his life force is genuine..."

"And this new Yin Cao is also real..."

Xu Xiaoshou was absolutely certain of these two points.

Because at the spot where the original Yin Cao had self-destructed, he saw a fleeting red dot.

That was the blood pulse imprint!

The blood pulse imprint acted on the soul; as long as the person wasn't dead, it couldn't vanish.

But now, the person was truly dead!

It, which should have dissipated, discovered the truth in the next second and chased after the newly appeared Yin Cao.

Yin Cao seemed to have anticipated this scene.

Without Bai Gui's assistance, the moment his form appeared, he fully activated Hua Xian Mou.

In an instant, his eyes overflowed with cherry pink, the illusion power fully unleashed, enveloping the entire Tian Qi Forest in an illusion that vanished in a flash.

With all his power concentrated, Hua Xian Mou targeted only the rushing blood pulse imprint.

Yin Cao Laike suddenly produced a drop of sacred blood from his hand and swallowed it whole.

Then, gazing at the blood pulse imprint shooting toward his forehead, he whispered,

"You don't exist..."

The void's heavenly dao instantly fell into chaos.

Yin Cao's eyes burst with blood flowers.

His body was ravaged by Sheng Li, scattering into pieces.

And the blood pulse imprint heading for his forehead seemed to plunge into endless confusion, flickering once, twice, three times...

Then, it disappeared.

Xu Xiaoshou: "!!!"

In that moment, his eyes widened to their limit, as if witnessing the most inexplicable thing in life.

His mind flashed back to when Yin Cao had twisted Jiang Xian's neck earlier, murmuring softly:

"Hold on, you're not dead yet, don't give up..."

Combining that with the current phrase that made the half-saint blood pulse imprint vanish:

"You don't exist..."

These mind-bending words, like something from an evil god's church,

Had astonishingly turned into reality right before Xu Xiaoshou's eyes!

What Yin Cao said was nothing but vague illusions.

Yet reality gave him the most direct feedback.

"Turning illusion into reality?"

In a sudden epiphany, Xu Xiaoshou felt enlightened, as if a profound truth had dawned on him.

The ultimate ability of Hua Xian Mou must be to turn subjective non-existence into existence.

This was the highest realm of illusions—turning illusion into reality!

Only this could explain why Yin Cao had broken free from San Yan Tong Mu's control in an instant and canceled the half-saint's anchoring.

What San Yan Tong Mu manipulated was indeed the real person.

But as long as Hua Xian Mou deemed it false and manifested another real person,

The illusion altered reality's judgment. Yin Cao only needed to pay an equivalent price for Hua Xian Mou to turn illusion into reality.

Similarly!

What the half-saint blood pulse anchored was also the real person.

What Yin Cao killed was truly himself.

Only then would the blood pulse imprint manifest and seek to vanish.

But Yin Cao couldn't let himself die. He used Hua Xian Mou's ability to turn illusion into reality: after killing himself, he triggered an illusion where the killed was a fake, and the real person hadn't died.

Thus, in reality's heavenly dao rules, Yin Cao was dead, forcing the blood pulse imprint out of the soul.

In the illusion world, Yin Cao hadn't died; by paying an equivalent price, he could swap the illusion into reality.

Combining both,

The half-saint blood pulse imprint was forced out of the soul through this sleight of hand.

Then, Hua Xian Mou used the same method to turn the blood pulse imprint's "existence" on this continent into "non-existence."

Hence, Yin Cao's final words:

"You don't exist..."