The ancient scroll just stopped quietly in Yue Yingsha's fingers. The woman in the painting seemed to be detached from this space. She was so silent to everything, even though it was a matter of life and death, Yue Yingsha's prayers,
Didn't get any response either.
"Holy Ancestor..."
Yue Yingsha knelt on the ground, lowered her head deeply, and her hands holding the scroll were trembling slightly. She knew that this woman called the Holy Ancestor had nothing to do with their Shenmu Sect. She was a member of the Qingmu Great World.
She planted the sacred tree with the creator of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Gate, and their Shenmu Sect only developed it by digging out the treasures she left behind in the Thirty-Three Heavenly Gate.
Under such circumstances, what qualifications do they have to claim to be the descendants of the Holy Ancestor?
The danger was approaching again, and after the scroll lost its light, the black shadows hesitantly gathered around again.
There were two to three hundred black shadows. These were all demons bred in the Gate of Thirty-Three Heavens. Yue Yingsha knew that if they all pounced on each other, even if he and Yi Yun were dozens of times stronger, they would still be able to fight.
There are no bones left, and Grandma Yin will soon be swallowed up by the weird shadow.
The black shadow is getting closer and closer, and there is no way out...
"Then, show me the scroll."
Just when he was desperate, Yi Yun's voice suddenly sounded. Yue Yingsha was stunned for a moment, but still handed the scroll to Yi Yun.
Taking the scroll into his hands, Yi Yun closed his eyes. The vitality in his body slowly flowed into the scroll. Seeing this situation, Yue Yingsha sighed softly. It turned out that Yi Yun actually wanted to try to awaken the sleeping power in the scroll.
However, this scroll is completely powerless even for myself, who has had a life connection with the sacred tree since childhood. What can Yi Yun, an outsider who comes to the great world of Aoki for the first time, do? This is just the last struggle.
Yue Yingsha didn't stop her, nor did she explain. She just waited quietly for the last moment of her life.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
More than two hundred black figures roared. When they were sure that the threat from the scroll was gone, the most powerful ones began to approach step by step. Their green eyes and ferocious fangs were already close at hand.
At this time, Yi Yun still closed his eyes tightly. Surrounded by black shadows, the energy of amethyst enveloped the scroll. At this time, Yi Yun felt a tremor from his soul. In an instant, Yi Yun seemed to have entered the world again.
In Amethyst's space, he saw the figure of the woman.
She stepped on a nine-petal red lotus, with her back to Yi Yun, and her black hair was like a waterfall. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, until the woman in black seemed to sense Yi Yun's presence and slowly turned her head...
boom!
As if traveling through time and space, Yi Yun's eyes suddenly returned to the plain of death.
He saw that the scroll that was originally held in his hand slowly flew up and slowly unfolded in the air.
The figure of the woman in the painting was exactly the same as what he saw in the amethyst space.
"This..." Yue Yingsha was shocked. She couldn't awaken the scroll at all. Throughout the ages, there was only one saint who had awakened some of the power of the scroll. Why could Yi Yun?
Wow!
Colorful brilliance emitted from the scroll. Yi Yun was bathed in this brilliance, and for a moment he felt like a god descending from heaven!
This was not Yi Yun's own aura, but the aura of the woman in the scroll.
Slowly, the phantom of the woman seemed to step out of the scroll. Every step she took, brilliant red lotuses sprouted under her feet.
She lightly traced her fingers in the air, seemingly carving divine lines.
Yue Yingsha opened her eyes wide, but the tracks of those divine patterns were blurred in the alien space and time, as if there was something blocking them, and she couldn't see clearly at all.
Could this be... the pattern carved by the woman in black when she opened up this world?
The woman in black is the creator of this world. To the great world of Aoki, she is equivalent to a god!
Chacha!
The divine light radiated in all directions, and the black shadows let out shrill screams one after another. Those who were far away hurriedly ran away, while those who were close were directly swept by the colorful light and turned into ashes!
These demons born in the Thirty-three Heavens Gate are simply unable to resist the power of the gods.
Even the evil demon that had escaped into Grandma Yin's body before screamed sadly and turned into blue smoke.
Grandma Yin's body trembled and she fell to the ground. She had just walked through the gate of hell and was too weak. However, under the shining of the colorful divine light, her eyes that were almost blind slowly opened again.
open.
The blurred vision gradually became clearer, and Granny Yin saw a figure shrouded in divine light.
"Young... Young Master?"
Granny Yin's first reaction was that it was Yue Ying Sha, but after a long time, she saw clearly that it was not Yue Ying Sha, but Yi Yun.
Wha...what...Yi Yun awakened the power of the scroll? Grandma Yin couldn't believe it. Why did Yi Yun have such power?
Yue Yingsha, as well as the saints of the past generations of the Shenmu Sect, all have a soul and blood connection with the Shenmu. It is precisely because of this that they can hold sacred objects such as the Holy Ancestor Scroll.
But what about Yi Yun? The Shenmu Sect has always called Yi Yun an outsider, but now, an outsider has awakened the Holy Ancestor?
Yi Yun came face to face with the phantom of the Holy Ancestor. In the light, the figure of the Holy Ancestor was illusory and dreamlike, and his face could not be seen clearly. Yi Yun could not see clearly the Dao patterns carved in her hands either.
Yi Yun just felt that her beauty was full of sacredness, making it impossible for anyone to feel any sense of blasphemy.
The nine-petal red lotus was gently dancing around her, containing the vast and profound aura of reincarnation. Even though it was just a shadow, Yi Yun could still feel the incomparable power.
For some reason, Yi Yun felt that the woman's shadow glanced at him gently.
This was obviously just a shadow left in the scroll, a long time ago, but she seemed to be looking at him across the long river of time.
This feeling just passes in a flash!
The shadow gently dissipated...
The demon's shrill screams gradually faded away, and an unknown amount of time passed. Yi Yun felt as if he had experienced a dream and suddenly opened his eyes.
Only then did he see Yue Yingsha and Granny Yin, still kneeling on the ground.
In their eyes, the scene of the Holy Ancestor's shadow with flying sleeves and fluttering skirt, facing Yi Yun face to face, was deeply reflected in their minds.
Unknowingly, Granny Yin was already in tears. After tens of millions of years of persistence and protection, generation after generation, they persisted in this broken world and the declining Shenmu Sect. To this day, they have lived as long as they have lived.
With little left, I finally saw the apparition of the Holy Ancestor!
Grandma Yin bowed deeply. All the evil spirits around her had been wiped away. The plain was peaceful. This scene seemed to be frozen in eternity.