Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 242, Section 033: A Sudden Turn of Events
Jin Ziyue prepared to activate the Destiny Word [Smooth Flowing into Obstacles], but due to the imperial intimidation of [Cuckoo's Cry of Blood] and the effect of Chen Ruolan's [Tiger's Silent Incense], the weak Destiny Word instead hid in his body and trembled.

Soul imprisonment.

An overwhelming spiritual pressure emanated from [Cuckoo's Blood Cry]. Besides the power of its destiny, the spiritual power accumulated over three thousand years was also its capital to roam the world.

In the world of souls, Jin Ziyue remained motionless, like a frozen photograph. His body, unaccustomed to this sudden transformation, was stuck in place. Suddenly, countless arrows from the soul realm appeared in the sky, raining down on Jin Ziyue, piercing his hands and feet but avoiding vital areas such as his torso and head.

The excruciating pain as if his limbs were being torn apart made Jin Ziyue's eyes widen in agony, yet he still gritted his teeth and endured it.

【The Cuckoo's Cry of Blood】The use of soul and destiny is enough to transform soul-level spells into real-world incantations. Previously, it feared Jin Ziyue because it possessed a body full of soul power but lacked the matching destiny energy to manipulate such powerful incantations. Now that its destiny energy is nearly saturated, soul power has become its further breakthrough point.

"Jin!" Sanshui called out anxiously.

“From the very beginning, it was not an equal battle. How could a mortal possibly fight against someone like me who has come into contact with the highest level?” [Cuckoo Cries Blood] laughed.

"To save him, you need to possess a soul power higher than mine." [Cuckoo's Cry of Blood] said to Sanshui Linxin in a persuasive tone, "Unless your soul level can surpass mine in a short period of time, and you can master the ability to interfere with souls."

"Otherwise, you will undoubtedly be defeated."

San Shui Lin Xin knew what the other party was trying to induce.

Beneath her feet lay the highest achievement accumulated by generations of spiritualists of the Sanshui family. The Spirit Ascension Array could not only condense soul power, but also summon the soul power of former spiritual masters to empower herself.

This was a last resort in the face of a crisis that threatened to wipe out the entire race. The soul power reserved by the ancestors, once used, could not be retrieved. In other words, this soul power could only be used once.

From the very beginning, the true purpose of "The Cuckoo's Cry of Blood" was probably the soul power of the spiritualists of the Sanshui family throughout the ages.

Once it devours the surging soul power beneath the Spirit Ascension Array, it will truly evolve into an existence that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

San Shui looked down at Jin Ziyue, unable to bear it.

Using this power might save Jin...

Don't fall for it.

Chen Ruolan's voice came through.

The woman seemed to notice Sanshui's struggle and whispered a warning, her tone somewhat relaxed: "Trust that guy a little."

Sanshui Linxin glanced at her hesitantly. Only then did the girl notice that the woman with wine-red hair had maintained a relaxed expression throughout.

Chen Ruolan noticed Sanshui's gaze and explained, "I don't really have any clue, but I know that someone never does anything without being sure of it, except when it comes to Fu Qin."

She even had the audacity to show a roguish smile, saying, "It's rare to see this guy get his comeuppance. This kind of occasion is quite unusual. I'm even thinking of posting it on WeChat Moments."

San Shui glanced at her sideways, his tension lessening considerably, and said, "It's amazing you can say something like that. You seem to know him quite well."

"That's not it," Chen Ruolan said, crossing her arms in front of her. "It's just that this scene seems familiar."

Chen Ruolan spoke in a calm and unhurried tone. To say that she had confidence in Jin Ziyue would be an exaggeration; instead, she seemed to have the carefree and nonchalant air of a gambler.

Although Sanshui Linxin had gleaned glimpses of the man from her dreams, she hadn't deliberately sought to understand his past. She asked Chen Ruolan, "Has he always put himself in such dangerous situations?"

Chen Ruolan was somewhat surprised by her question: "I thought you would be concerned about his winning methods. That's quite an interesting angle. How should I put it? Rather than putting himself in danger, it would be more accurate to say that this guy is ruthless."

The woman turned her gaze back to the distance, her patience, like that of a cuckoo crying blood, completely exhausted.

"It seems you have no intention of rescuing him. Well then, Mr. Fate Master, goodbye."

Seeing that the probing was fruitless, [Dujuan Crying Blood] did not intend to waste time. He aimed at Jin Ziyue, who was unable to move, and made a claw in the air. The pressure of the space intensified, and even breathing became extremely difficult. Jin Ziyue could feel his chest cavity, bones, and muscles humming and vibrating uncontrollably, like broken porcelain.

San Shui looked at Jin Ziyue with a tense expression, and seeing his pained look, she felt a pang of heartache.

【The Cuckoo Cries Blood】Looking at Jin Ziyue, whose forehead was bleeding, it was as if he were looking at a dying man. It seemed that at the next moment, he would be crushed by layers of pressure, his flesh and bones would be dislocated, and blood would fly everywhere.

It looked at Jin Ziyue, trying to see the final struggle and fear on his face.

However, its gaze fixed on Jin Ziyue's eyes, though bloodshot, remained as still as stagnant water; a closer look would reveal the man's utterly emotionless state.

A sense of unease crept into [Dujuan Ti Xue]'s heart.

Suddenly, the situation changed drastically.

Something seemed to awaken within Jin Ziyue. A faint aura emanated from the Three-Legged Golden Toad Cauldron.

It seemed that some powerful force had been angered, transforming into a ghostly blue beam of light that, though inconspicuous, forcefully broke through the shackles of the soul's confinement.

This energy surged forth with overwhelming force, like a rushing river. In an instant, towering waves appeared. The [Cuckoo's Cry of Blood] spell, which used its soul power to seal Jin Ziyue, could only watch helplessly as this near-tangible energy accumulated into waves several meters high before collapsing towards it. Even its own spell to restrain the soul was forcibly broken and vanished without a trace under this vast power of destiny.

【Dujuan Crying Blood】Looking at the changes before her eyes in astonishment, the dark blue light was slowly taking shape. It was a huge water curtain, and the flow of liquid energy could be vaguely seen. These dark blue lines were like the line drawings of an artist, but they were solid and did not disperse. Compared with the ability of combining soul and destiny it used, it was obviously more than one level higher.

"You are—" Soon, a hint of panic finally appeared on [Dujuan Tixue]'s face.

His form began to blur, and at one point his words even seemed to dissipate.

It's it, it's it!
The creature above the imperial edict, [Hundred Rivers Converge into the Sea]! The light in its eyes trembled like bright flames, clearly incredulous. The rumors of the Three Kings Alliance and the Eight Armies Alliance disappearing overnight seemed like only yesterday!
The power of "all rivers flowing into the sea" is beyond human comprehension; how could it appear in the hands of such an unknown nobody!

It had no choice but to turn its attention back to Jin Ziyue. This unassuming young man seemed to have been prepared from the start to rely on the [Hundred Rivers Converge into the Sea] technique to compete with it.

Freed from his restraints, he was like a wolf breaking free of its chains. [The Cuckoo Cries Blood] He stared at Jin Ziyue, his eyes filled with a calm yet aggressive glint.

I had insomnia and stayed up all night last night, so I'm only getting around to writing this tonight. I haven't been feeling well these past few days, sorry.
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