Chapter 147: Die!
*Dao Era, Seed World, Heart of the Mirror Dimension*
Under the titanic pressure of the azure domains deployed by the seven Great Ancestors, every facet of the domain became covered in cracks, and these cracks spread like spiderwebs until they threatened the very integrity of space. Pieces of mirror regularly detached from the walls, and they spun in the void before crashing to the ground.
Yi Lan was in no condition to fight and BaiShe was out of breath. And it was then that Long Huang intervened.
Two pairs of dark membrane wings, with a span exceeding ten meters, suddenly burst from her back. The porcelain skin of her shoulder blades tore... Black and burning blood flowed along her shoulder blades, but this blood evaporated instantly upon contact with the air due to its extremely high temperature.
The black flames enveloping her changed nature under the effect of this metamorphosis: they became an extremely dense Yin, a glacial darkness that seemed to freeze the lava itself for several hundred kilometers around. The cold it emitted literally hurt, a spiritual bite that attacked the soul directly rather than the body, and BaiShe felt his own thoughts slow down under the effect of this cold.
Long Huang turned her head toward the Demigods, and her eyes had transformed into two pits of nothingness. Her mouth opened, and what came out was no longer a human voice.
"... We are going to crush them ..."
The ground beneath her feet became covered with thick Yin qi, then this frost shattered into a thousand pieces under the intensity of her spiritual pressure.
Simultaneously, BaiShe released the entirety of his Devourer power. He raised his Draconic Bone Sword, and the dragon vertebrae that composed the blade began to sizzle under the influx of Chaotic Qi. Each vertebra emitted a pulsating violet glow, and the dragon skull adorning the sword’s guard seemed to open its empty orbits to stare at the enemies.
"Lan’er, stay back. Your mission is to maintain this domain, no matter the cost..."
Yi Lan, kneeling a little further away, could no longer take an active part in the fight. She had crossed her nine tails behind her, and these tails formed a protective circle around her frail body.
She drew on her last strength to stabilize the mirror dimension, each tail vibrating with a silvery energy that poured into the cracked ground. Her hands were pressed against the broken crystal, and black veins climbed along her forearms, a sign that the effort was consuming her from within.