The ancient portrait floated silently in between Yue Yingsha's fingers. The woman in the portrait seemed to transcend this space. She was silent towards everything, and despite being on the brink of death, Yue Yingsha's pleas did not receive any response.
"Sacred Ancestor …"
Yue Yingsha knelt on the ground and lowered her head deeply. Her hands that held the scroll were trembling gently. She knew that the woman who was addressed as Sacred Ancestor had nothing to do with their Azure Wood Manor. She was the creator of the Azure Wood Great World and the Door to the 33 Skies. She had planted the divine tree, and their Azure Wood Manor had only developed after excavating the treasures she left behind in the Door to the 33 Skies.
Under such circumstances, what right did they have to call themselves the successors of the Sacred Ancestor?
Danger approached once again. After the portrait lost its luster, the black shadows hesitantly gathered again.
There were a total of two to three hundred black shadows. They were evil demons nurtured by the Door to the 33 Skies. Yue Yingsha knew very well that if they were to attack together, even if she and Yi Yun were dozens of times stronger, they would be reduced to nothing. As for Granny Yin, she would soon be devoured by the strange shadows.
As the black shadows approached, there was nowhere else they could go …
"Let me take a look at that portrait."
Just as she was in despair, Yi Yun's voice suddenly sounded. Yue Yingsha faltered for a moment before handing the portrait to Yi Yun.
With the portrait in hand, Yi Yun closed his eyes. His Yuan Qi slowly flowed into the portrait. Upon seeing this scene, Yue Yingsha sighed lightly. Yi Yun was attempting to awaken the slumbering power within the portrait.
However, even she, who had a vital connection with the divine tree from a young age, was helpless against the portrait. What could an outsider like Yi Yun, who had just arrived in the Azure Wood Great World, do? This was probably a final struggle.
Yue Yingsha did not stop him, nor did she explain. All she did was silently wait for the final moments of her life to arrive.
"Peng! Peng! Peng! "
More than two hundred black shadows roared. When they were certain that the threat from the portrait was gone, the strongest few began to approach step by step. Their green eyes and hideous fangs were already inches away.
But at this moment, Yi Yun's eyes were still tightly shut. With the black shadows surrounding him, the Purple Crystal's energy enveloped the portrait. At this moment, Yi Yun felt a tremor that came from his soul. Instantly, Yi Yun felt as if he had entered the Purple Crystal's space and saw the girl's figure.
She stood on the nine-petaled red lotus with her back facing Yi Yun. Her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall and time seemed to come to a standstill. Only when the black-dressed woman sensed Yi Yun's presence did she slowly turn her head …
Boom!
As though he had traversed through space, Yi Yun's vision returned to the plains of death.
He saw the scroll painting in his hand slowly fly up and unfold in the air.
The figure of the woman in the painting was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the Amethyst space.
"This …" Yue Yingsha was shocked. She had no way of awakening the portrait. Throughout history, only a single Saint Lady had managed to awaken a tiny portion of the portrait's powers. How was Yi Yun able to do it?
Hua!
The scroll emitted a seven-colored radiance. Yi Yun bathed in the radiance and it was as if he had descended from the heavens!
It was not Yi Yun's own aura, but the aura of the woman in the portrait.
Slowly, the woman's phantom image seemed to walk out of the portrait. With every step she took, a resplendent red lotus would appear beneath her feet.
Her fingers gently swiped across the air, as though she was carving divine patterns.
Yue Yingsha widened her eyes, but the trajectories of the divine patterns were blurry in the alternate space. It was as though something was obstructing them, preventing her from seeing them clearly.
Could this be … the Dao patterns that the black-dressed woman had carved when she opened up this world?
The black-dressed woman was the creator of this world. To the Azure Wood Great World, she was equivalent to a god!
Cha! Cha!
Cha! The divine beams radiated in every direction as the black shadows let out shrill cries. Those that were far away fled in a panic, while those that were close were swept by the seven-colored beams and reduced to ash!
The evil demons that were born in the Door to the 33 Skies were unable to withstand the power of a god.
Even the evil demon that had burrowed into Granny Yin's body let out a shrill cry before turning into smoke.
Granny Yin's body convulsed as she collapsed to the ground. She had just passed the gates of hell and was extremely weak. However, under the illumination of the seven-colored divine light, her nearly blind eyes slowly opened once again.
Her blurry vision gradually turned clear as Granny Yin saw a figure shrouded in divine light.
"Young … Young Mistress?"
Granny Yin's first reaction was that it was Yue Yingsha, but after a long while, she realized that it was not Yue Yingsha, but Yi Yun.
What … What … Yi Yun had awakened the power of the portrait? Granny Yin found it unbelievable. How did Yi Yun possess such power?
Yue Yingsha, as well as the past generations of Azure Wood Manor Saintesses, had a soul and bloodline connection with the divine tree. And it was because of this that they were able to possess a sacred item like the Sacred Ancestor's portrait.
But what about Yi Yun? The Azure Wood Manor had always referred to him as an outsider, but now, an outsider had awakened the Sacred Ancestor?
Yi Yun and the Sacred Ancestor's phantom image faced each other. Amidst the light, the Sacred Ancestor's figure appeared illusory like a dream. Her facial features could not be seen clearly, nor could Yi Yun discern the Dao patterns that she had inscribed in her hands.
Yi Yun only felt that her beauty was filled with a sense of sacredness. It made it impossible for anyone to have any thoughts of profanity.
The nine-petaled red lotus swirled around her gently. It contained the vast and profound aura of Samsara. Even though it was only a phantom image, Yi Yun could still sense the immense power.
For some unknown reason, Yi Yun felt that the female phantom image had glanced at him gently.
It was clearly a phantom image that had been left behind in the portrait, one that had been left behind in the distant past. However, it was as though she had traversed the long river of time to observe him.
This feeling only lasted for a fleeting moment!
The phantom image gently dissipated …
The evil demon's shrill screams gradually faded into the distance. After an unknown period of time, Yi Yun felt like he had experienced a dream as he suddenly opened his eyes.
Only then did he see that Yue Yingsha and Granny Yin were still prostrating on the ground.
In their eyes, the scene of the Sacred Ancestor's phantom image facing Yi Yun with her fluttering sleeves and skirt was deeply imprinted in their minds.
Unknowingly, Granny Yin's tears were streaming down her aged face. She had persisted and protected for tens of millions of years. Generation after generation of people had protected this shattered world and the declining Azure Wood Manor. Today, she, who had little time left in her lifespan, had finally seen the Sacred Ancestor's manifestation!
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