bookrebus Chapter 772: The Forbidden Book in the Library
Chapter 772: The Forbidden Book in the Library
The dark purple mist swirling in the Netherworld Blood Sea suddenly froze. Yun Yao's Heaven-Defying Fate Plate emitted a sharp humming sound, burning gilded lines on her palm. This was a warning unique to the depths of the Void Realm Trial Field, signaling a causal paradox that could overturn all cognition. She grasped Chu Mochen's hand tightly, the warmth of the Candle Dragon bloodline radiating from his palm dispelling some of the chill. The two stepped over the floating bronze pages and entered the Library of Destiny, filled with the aroma of decaying sandalwood.
Starlight descended from the dome, streaming through the bookshelves, forming countless shimmering threads of cause and effect. Yun Yao's gaze was drawn to the swirling beam of light in the center. There hovered an ancient tome, entangled in blood-red chains. The pattern of the heaven-defying destiny chart on its cover perfectly matched the one on her chest, yet it shone with a heart-wrenching dark crimson. The moment her fingertips touched the pages, the entire space suddenly warped, and countless fragments of memory pierced into her sea of consciousness like shattered mirrors.
Amid the explosion in the modern laboratory, the girl in a white coat was knocked over by the air wave, and the jade pendant on her chest burst into two halves in the flames; when they first met in the world of cultivation, there was an undercurrent hidden in Chu Mochen's cold eyes; and there was also the devastating battle in the world of gods, when the woman in the Hongmeng Taoist robe threw the fragments of the godhood of the War Halberd God into the vortex of reincarnation... These scenes flashed by like a kaleidoscope, and finally stopped at the girl's relieved smile to the void before she fell.
"So, it wasn't him who was protecting me, but me..." Yun Yao stumbled back, knocking over the bookshelf behind her. Yellowed tomes fell like snowflakes, and a fragment of one happened to land at her feet. The crooked handwriting on it made her breath pause: "The Saint sacrificed her own divinity to forcibly tamper with the reincarnation trajectory of the War Halberd God. This act of defying the will of heaven will eventually backfire."
Chu Mochen suddenly held her trembling hand, and traced the scorch marks on the edge of the torn page with his fingertips. "This is the mark burned by the divine power of my war halberd." His voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper. "In seventeen reincarnations, every time I was on the verge of death, I could feel a warm power repairing my soul."
Before she finished speaking, the blood-red ancient tome suddenly transformed into a stream of light and pierced Yun Yao's sea of consciousness. In the pitch-black space of her consciousness, a woman in a plain white dress slowly turned. The Heaven-Defying Fate Plate around her neck glowed with a faint blue light, identical to the one she was currently wearing. "Seventeenth Reincarnator, you have finally arrived." The woman's voice seemed to echo from a distant time and space. "I cast the fragments of my godhead into reincarnation so that, through countless encounters, I could help you find a way to break the shackles of the Heavenly Dao."
Yun Yao's fingertips touched illusory light and shadow, and memories flooded back. As the Saint of Heaven, she foresaw a future where the universe would collapse due to the rigidity of its rules. Seeking a way out, she sealed the War Halberd Lord's divinity within the cycle of reincarnation, hoping that through countless encounters, his murderous power would resonate with her own laws of cause and effect. Unexpectedly, each reunion ended in tragedy.
"But why..." Yun Yao's voice was choked with sobs, "In every life, he died for me?"
The woman raised her hand and gently touched her brow, and her consciousness suddenly split into countless mirrored worlds. Yun Yao saw herself in different time and space, personally pushing Chu Mochen to death: in the world of immortals, she pushed him off the Zhuxiantai; in the modern city, she watched him fall under the wheels to protect her; in the mythical continent, she used forbidden techniques to sacrifice his soul to the heavens. And each time, Chu Mochen smiled gently and said the same words: "As long as you are alive, it's fine."
"Because it was his choice." The woman's voice was filled with compassion. "The War Halberd God is determined to protect you to the end of the universe. Even if he reincarnates a thousand times, this heart will never change."
His sea of consciousness suddenly vibrated violently, and Chu Mochen's figure broke through the obstruction, the Candle Dragon bloodline blazing throughout his body. He swung the shadowy halberd, severing the blood-red chains and protecting Yun Yao behind him. "Enough! I've never been a pawn to be manipulated!" His pupils turned into golden vertical lines. "In seventeen reincarnations, every time I fell in love with her, it was a decision I made while I was sober!"
The blood-red ancient book uttered a piercing scream, transforming into countless black butterflies that swooped down upon the two. Yun Yao suddenly grasped Chu Mochen's hand and infused him with the power of the Heaven-Defying Fate Disk. Twin soul fires erupted within his sea of consciousness, annihilating the black butterflies wherever the rainbow-colored light passed. The ancient book recondensed into form, the dark red lines on its cover fading to reveal the original primordial Dao patterns.
"I see." Tears welled up in Yun Yao's eyes. "We have never been puppets controlled by the heavens. Every time we meet, we are running towards each other across time and space." She turned to look at Chu Mochen. Her figure was reflected in his eyes, overlapping with countless images of her in his memory.
At that moment, the library floor suddenly cracked, and the Chaos Demon Sect's aura surged in. Liu Yan'er's puppet form approached, treading on black flames, her bony wings inlaid with Yun Yao's scattered karmic fragments. "What a touching reunion," she said with a twisted smile, "but your karmic entanglement ends here."
The bone wings suddenly unfolded, emitting countless bone spikes imbued with the power of time and space. Chu Mochen was about to activate the Candle Dragon bloodline, but found that his power was suppressed by some kind of restriction. Yun Yao, however, remained remarkably calm. She gently stroked the Heaven-Defying Fate Plate, and Liu Yan'er's causal line emerged on the plate—connected to the soul mark of the Chaos Demon Sect's leader.
"You think you're a chess player, but in reality, you're just a controlled pawn." Yun Yao's voice was filled with pity. "The Chaos Demon Sect has exploited your obsession, turning you into a vessel for karmic destinies." She raised her hand and grasped it. The light emanating from the Heaven-Defying Fate Disk severed the causal connection to Liu Yan'er. The puppet's body instantly disintegrated, revealing a translucent figure curled up within.
"No... Impossible..." Liu Yan'er's true body struggled in the light, "I clearly..."
"Have you forgotten?" Yun Yao's voice was gentle but firm. "Before you were demonized, we planted a forget-me-not by the Spirit Lake. That was your original cause and effect." As the words fell, a warm beam of memory injected into Liu Yan'er's body. Her figure gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a wisp of pure cause and effect power, dissipating in the library.
The moment the crisis was resolved, the library's dome suddenly cracked, revealing the shadowy figure of Hongmeng Tiandao. "Seventeenth Reincarnator, you have broken the established cycle of cause and effect," Tiandao's voice tinged with surprise. "But the true test has only just begun." Before the shadow dissipated, a golden mark landed on Yun Yao's palm—the entry ticket to the Rule Realm.
Chu Mochen held her in his arms, the warmth of his Zhulong blood dispelling the chill in his sea of consciousness: "No matter what lies ahead, we will face it together." His lips fell on her hair, "After all, we have already transcended seventeen reincarnations."
Yun Yao leaned on his shoulder, watching the newly woven threads of cause and effect on the Fate-Defying Disk, her heart filled with determination. It turned out that fate wasn't a predetermined trajectory, but rather the choices forged by love and courage over countless encounters. And their story had only just begun.