Legend of the Embroiderer

Chapter 384 Thread of Destiny

Lingyue's body was gripped by an invisible giant hand, and she flew uncontrollably toward the dark crack.

The Key to All Things trembled violently in her palm, like a trapped beast on the verge of death, its runic light almost extinguished like a candle flickering in the wind.

Darkness surged into my pores like a raging tide, and a bone-chilling cold rushed up my spine to the top of my head. Every inch of my skin was tightly bound by invisible chains.

Those ancient beings, formed from thick darkness, extended barbed tentacles that pierced through her body. The icy chaotic power coursed wildly through her meridians, causing excruciating, tearing pain wherever it went, as if it wanted to crush her soul completely.

In a daze, she heard Li Zhao's shout that transcended time and space. The voice was full of anxiety and worry, but it was instantly drowned out by a more powerful dark roar, leaving only endless despair spreading in her heart.

When the darkness finally dissipated, Lingyue found herself suspended in the center of a cracked altar.

A pungent, putrid stench permeated the surroundings, as if this were a place where all the filth in the world had converged.

Thirteen colossal pillars surrounded her, each a hundred feet tall, their surfaces engraved with twisted ancient runes. These runes seemed to writhe like living things, oozing black liquid that gathered on the ground to form ferocious eyes, staring intently at her, sending chills down her spine.

In the center of the altar, a huge cage made of countless interwoven chains slowly rotated, the clanging of the chains sounding like a death knell from hell.

When she saw the figure huddled in the cage, her pupils constricted and her heart almost stopped beating.

That was Li Zhao, who had lost consciousness. His body was covered with dark purple patterns that snaked under his skin like venomous snakes. The scepter of light on his chest was dull and was being drained of power by the chains. His face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of black blood at the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely weak.

"Welcome to the heart of chaos."

The ancient being at the head emerged from the shadows, its body pieced together from countless distorted faces, each emitting a different roar, sharp and piercing, as if to burst one's eardrums.

"The key to all things in your hand is the key to unlocking the final shackles."

As it spoke, the runes around the altar suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light, and the dark patterns on Lingyue's wrist resonated with the pillar. A powerful force compelled her to involuntarily raise the key.

She could clearly feel an evil force trying to invade her consciousness and control her body along the dark patterns.

At the critical moment, Lingyue suddenly remembered the memories left on the fragments of Wenli.

She bit her tongue, the sweet and metallic taste of blood filling her mouth, and infused the bloody power into the key.

In an instant, the light of the key rune briefly revived, and the golden light bloomed like the rising sun, forming a solid golden barrier.

The ancient being let out an angry howl, the sound shaking the entire altar. Its tentacles surged forth like a tide, each containing the power to destroy everything.

The moment the tentacles touched the barrier, they were purified into ashes and scattered in the air.

But Lingyue knew that every time this defensive line withstood an attack, it would consume a large amount of her source power. She could feel her body growing weaker and weaker, and her source power was being rapidly drained. She understood that this barrier would not last long.

At this critical moment, the chains in Li Zhao's cage suddenly trembled violently.

While unconscious, the yin-yang fish pattern between his eyebrows was faintly visible, and a faint light seeped from his fingertips, like a glimmer of hope in the darkness, spreading along the chains to Lingyue's feet.

The broken threads of fate between the two resonated at this moment, and the fragments of those threads, scattered in the turbulent flow of time and space, rapidly converged like migratory birds returning to their nests.

The silk threads shimmered with a soft light, wrapping around them and binding their fates together once more.

Lingyue seized the opportunity and inserted the Key of All Things into the ground. The key runes merged with Li Zhao's source of light, forming a huge yin-yang fish array.

The array exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, its light illuminating the entire altar and dispelling some of the darkness.

"Want to awaken him? Then bear the backlash from all of time and space!"

An ancient being waved its tentacles, and countless black holes cracked open above the altar.

Lingyue watched in horror as “erroneous futures” from various timelines surged forth like a tide:

Consumed by darkness, he leads his legion to destroy planets, leaving devastation in his wake, and the planets crumble under the erosion of the dark forces.

The puppet of light, Li Zhao, plunged his sword into the chest of an innocent man, his eyes empty and lifeless, as if he had lost all emotion.

Countless worlds collapsed in chaos, the sky fell, the earth cracked, and countless lives vanished in despair.

The mental shock of these images nearly broke her; blood began to seep from her nose and ear canals, and she felt her consciousness being torn apart by these horrific scenes.

But Lingyue gritted her teeth and persisted, immersing her consciousness into the Yin-Yang fish array.

At the core of the array, she saw fragments of Wenli's last memories.

It turns out that when the first generation of guardians split, they deliberately hid the key power of the Harmony Core in "emotional resonance".

When Lingyue and Li Zhao's threads of destiny were completely intertwined, the array diagram burst forth with dazzling light, like millions of suns blooming simultaneously, radiant and captivating.

The chains of the cage cracked inch by inch in the light, making a deafening sound.

Li Zhao slowly opened his eyes. Light and darkness were perfectly blended in his pupils, shimmering with the light of wisdom and power. The scepter of light that had been re-formed in his hand burst forth with the power to purify everything. Wherever the light reached, the darkness dissipated.

The two joined forces to launch an attack, and the power of the Yin-Yang Fish Array and the Scepter of Light resonated with each other, forming a powerful energy storm.

The storm swept across the entire altar, destroying all the ancient tentacles. The tentacles let out mournful screams in the energy storm and turned into black smoke that dissipated into the air.

Just when victory was in sight, the altar suddenly shook violently, and the thirteen giant pillars began to rotate in reverse, emitting a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

The ancient being's body reassembled in the light, becoming even larger. Its body continued to expand, as if it were about to burst through the entire space.

It opened its gaping maw and swallowed the entire altar whole.

Lingyue and Li Zhao fell into the darkness, surrounded by the wails of countless time and space. They felt as if they had fallen into an endless abyss, with no idea where the end was.

When they landed again, they found themselves in a desolate world.

Broken stars floated in the sky, their former brilliance lost, dim and lifeless, as if a harbinger of the world's impending destruction.

The ground was covered with huge footprints, each one seemingly bottomless, indicating that a powerful being had once passed through this place.

The air was thick with a nauseating stench of decay, as if everything here had died, leaving only endless desolation and despair.

In the distance, a familiar figure slowly walked towards them.

That was the mirror image of Lingyue, completely corrupted by the power of chaos. Her eyes were cold and crazed, and a chilling smile played on her lips. In her hand, she held a chaotic artifact formed by the fusion of the Ultimate Scepter and the Key of All Things. The artifact emitted an eerie light, and wherever it went, space itself was distorted.

"You think you can break the cycle of reincarnation? In the face of true chaos, all resistance is futile."

Her voice was cold and mocking, as if she were laughing at Lingyue and Li Zhao's overestimation of their abilities.

Before the words were even finished, the entire world began to collapse rapidly, and huge cracks appeared on the ground. A deep abyss opened up beneath Lingyue and Li Zhao's feet, from which roars of countless ancient beings echoed. The weapons in their hands were being rapidly corroded by the power of chaos, their light gradually dimming, as if they would disappear completely in the next second...