421 - Senior Sister Is on Top

"Junior Sister, watch out!" Jiang Yin also sensed that something was wrong. Without hesitation, she summoned the Demon Prison Blade and fiercely struck at the Soul-Sealing Imprint. Even though the Ghost Imprint was a divine artifact, it had no one to wield it and had just been repaired, making it incredibly weak. Jiang Yin's attack was at the pinnacle of perfection. After intense tempering with the demonic blade, it possessed an overwhelming destructive force. It should have been able to severely damage the imprint, maybe even shatter it again with a bit of luck. Unexpectedly, before the blade even touched the Soul-Sealing Imprint, the changing skies suddenly unleashed a pitch-black bolt of lightning. The force of the lightning was violent, arriving in an instant with an almost apocalyptic power. With just one strike, it completely obliterated Jiang Yin's attack. The ink-colored lightning appeared without warning. Jiang Yin didn't have time to defend herself and was ferociously struck, plummeting straight down towards the peak of Senluo Mountain. There was a tremendous crash as the towering peak was smashed into a huge crater. "Senior Sister!" Everything happened too fast. By the time Tang Muxi reacted, her senior sister was already lying in the deep pit. She rushed forward anxiously and immediately took out the Alms Lamp, using its divine power to heal Jiang Yin's injuries. "Senior Sister, are you feeling better?" Jiang Yin coughed several times, spat out a mouthful of dark blood, and slowly shook her head. "I am no longer in serious danger." Only then did Tang Muxi breathe a sigh of relief. She was just about to ask about the strange black lightning when Jiang Yin suddenly pushed her aside. In the next moment, another bolt of ink lightning descended, reducing the spot where she had been kneeling to ashes. Heart pounding, Tang Muxi stared at the sizzling remnants of the ink lightning. She felt as if her very lifeline was being gripped, yet there was something oddly familiar in the residual energy of the lightning. A sense of eerie dread, akin to the "demon" that had shackled her for lifetimes. "Who are you!" Jiang Yin clutched the searing heat at her chest, her eyes wide with fury, glaring at the ominous clouds above. "Reveal yourself and stop playing games!" As she spoke, she gripped the Demon Prison Blade tightly. Since breaking through to the Integration Phase, she rarely felt this tense. She knew the presence in the sky was different from the heavenly dao, extremely dangerous yet strikingly familiar, stirring up strange emotions within her. They... knew each other. Was it the "Demon"? Jiang Yin caught a glimpse of the shock and fear in her junior sister's eyes, causing her own eyelids to droop slightly. One breath, two breaths. Since Jiang Yin's challenge, the dark clouds above remained silent for a full moment. Had it not been for the uncontrollable underworld fire surrounding the Soul-Sealing Imprint, one might have thought the danger had passed. "Jiang Yin, we meet again." Suddenly, a cold wind swept through, and a shadowy figure descended slowly from the dark clouds. It was a graceful woman, her brows losing their youthful fervor over the millennia, leaving only icy coldness and aloof arrogance. She wore a crimson long dress, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and stood barefoot in the air, playing with the Soul-Sealing Imprint in her hand. The Ghost Imprint was out of control, the underworld fire raging wildly. Any living being that approached would have their soul incinerated by the cold flames, including her. It wasn't long before the ghost fire swallowed her pristine arm, but the woman remained indifferent, not defending herself at all. Fragmented memories flashed through Jiang Yin's mind. She heard a voice say: I transfer half my power to you, to kill Xi Huang. When she is scattered into the void, you can avenge our mother. I will not resist. —Did you succeed? Well done. It’s a pity that person remained stubborn, despite exhausting heavenly power to save her. —I obtained Xi Huang's main divine core. How laughable that it was the one that person gave me ages ago. —I will sacrifice my body, fighting for the heavenly mandate with that person. Time moves on, but let's see how many times that person can save Xi. —You say you will enter the cycle of reincarnation to help me? Fine, Yin, I owe you. After completing my wish, I'm willing to sacrifice my flesh to atone. ... Countless voices and visions flooded Jiang Yin's mind. Her spiritual sea throbbed in agony, and the millennia of reincarnation nearly made her lose her sanity. The "Demon" looked down, seeing Jiang Yin in pain, seemingly regaining her memories, with a slight warmth breaking her icy demeanor. "Senior Sister, what's wrong?" Tang Muxi, unaware of what had transpired between them, tried once more to activate the Alms Lamp to aid her senior sister. To her dismay, the divine artifact had no effect this time. She looked up, glaring at the figure in mid-air, and shouted, "Demon! Our grudges are between us, don't involve innocents!" The "Demon" sneered, "Innocent? How naive can you be to think being killed by her in every lifetime is a coincidence? Don't forget, when I invaded the Ancient Domain, it wasn't just me after your life." Tang Muxi was stunned. Only then did she realize that the demonic energy inside her senior sister was surging, bizarrely similar to the terrifying demonic energy she dreaded. Suddenly, everything made sense. "Senior Sister... is the first Demon Emperor?" A thousand years ago, the "Demon" led the Sky Demons in an almost unstoppable invasion. She was overwhelmingly powerful, consuming all of Tang Muxi's focus. There was another formidable figure at that time, who also wielded immense strength, slaying several divine beasts single-handedly. But Tang Muxi, struggling to fend for herself, had scarcely taken note. Not until the "Demon" revealed it did Tang Muxi finally realize. She slowly lowered her hand from her senior sister, momentarily unsure what to feel. "Yin! Kill her! If you succeed, the heavens and earth will be yours!" The "Demon's" eyes burned intensely, unblinkingly fixed on Jiang Yin. As expected, even with the command, Jiang Yin didn't move. Her eyes grew colder. For a moment, she looked lost and alone. "So this is your choice? Very well then. Since you are weary, I will take action next!" As soon as she finished speaking, the sky burgeoned with lightning. The black bolts, mixed with ghost fire from the underworld, fell from the heavens like death’s scythe, aiming to obliterate all living beings. Tang Muxi, aware of the "Demon's" immense power, dared not be careless. She immediately condensed five-colored spiritual light, forming a bow and arrow with her phantom technique, aiming directly at the inky lightning.