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Chapter 661 The Mysterious Object of the Heavenly Eye
The cocoons on the cliff gradually faded, and cracks appeared on them.

Jiang Wen also knew that this was the crucial moment for Jiang Su to transform from a cocoon into a butterfly. Once the cocoon was completely broken, her physical body could be rebuilt.

Just as I was feeling somewhat happy, a silent shriek suddenly came to my ears.

The strange creature he sensed was rapidly approaching the cliff. The terrifying aura emanating from it caused Jiang Wen's expression to change slightly.

Unlike the previous strange creatures, this nameless being that attacked was extremely ferocious.

Sensing danger, Jiang Wen summoned the Tai Xuan Mirror. His robes billowed, and his gaze became sharp as a god.

The black mist boiled and surged together.

Countless corpses twisted and intertwined, slowly coalescing into a colossal creature.

The faces that once belonged to the people of Baixi floated and disappeared on the torso, their expressions twisted in pain, their mouths agape in silent wailing. A branch of the strange Bodhi tree was deeply embedded in the chest of the corpse, its scarlet light pulsating like blood vessels, infusing the entire body with ominous power.

At the center of the torso, a pale golden eye stared indifferently, seemingly the heavenly eye of some deity. Although this divine eye had lost its original power, it still carried some residual divine might, and was tainted with boundless resentment.

The monster raised its head and let out a howl from a thousand throats, spewing out thick black mist with each opening and closing of its huge mouth.

The mist was so thick it could corrupt the spiritual light; the Heavenly Strike Sword lost much of its spiritual power the moment it entered the mist, and the lightning on its blade dimmed abruptly. The Tai Xuan Mirror spun rapidly, its clear, hazy light eroding against the black mist, unable to achieve its full effect.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in his eyes, and a gaze as condensed as a physical object shot out.

Jiang Wen retreated rapidly, and the rocky spot where he had stood was swept by the divine light and instantly turned into dust—this seemed to be a powerful divine ability, but not as powerful as the original.

His expression was solemn, and talismans flew out of his sleeve like falling leaves.

However, before any of the talismans could even get close, they were all extinguished by the crimson light flowing around the monster. The monster's six giant arms, pieced together from corpses, swung around, drawing upon the energy of heaven and earth, creating barriers in all directions that completely blocked Jiang Wen's escape routes.

"Ordinary magic is indeed hard to harm..." Jiang Wen's mind raced, and he moved nimbly in the small space, barely dodging the continuous attacks of divine light and giant palm.

He observed intently and discovered that whenever Tianmu used his supernatural powers, the Bodhi tree branch on his chest would glow brightly red, while the faces of the Baixi people on his torso would become even more distorted.

A thought suddenly became clear. He deliberately exposed an opening, taking the aftershock of a palm strike head-on, blood seeping from the corner of his lips, but using the momentum, he swiftly lunged towards the monster's chest.

Tianmu seemed to have discerned his intentions, and the golden light condensed once more. At the critical moment, the Tai Xuan Mirror suddenly flew out from Jiang Wen's sleeve—the mirror did not reflect the strange object, but instead pointed directly at Tianmu!
The mirror's light refracted the divine light, and two golden rays clashed in mid-air, bursting forth with blinding brilliance. The Heavenly Eye, affected by this backlash, instinctively closed for a moment.

The time has come!

The wooden whip in Jiang Wen's arms shot out with a sound. All twenty-one sections of the whip emitted a warm white light. Although the last twenty sections remained simple and unadorned, the four talismans on the first section shone as brightly as the morning stars.

Without any earth-shattering noise, the wooden whip lightly touched the Bodhi tree branch.

"Click——"

The branch snapped in response, and the scarlet light dimmed abruptly.

The monster let out an extremely mournful howl, its enormous body trembling violently. Its Heavenly Eye spun wildly, but could no longer emit divine light; instead, it shed dark golden tears of blood.

Without the support of the Bodhi tree branches, countless corpses peeled away from their bodies like fallen leaves. The faces of the Baixi people finally found peace, turning to ashes with a look of liberation.

Finally, Tianmu let out a mournful cry of despair and plummeted from the sky, turning into a pool of black water before even hitting the ground. Only the withered, twisted corpse remained, silently testifying to the end of this tragic calamity.

Jiang Wen reached out and caught the falling wooden whip, gently stroking the warm talisman on it. He gazed at the corpses scattered on the ground and remained silent for a long time.

Ultimately, no matter how powerful this monster is, it is nothing more than a mindless beast.

Even though such magic was beyond the capabilities of ordinary people, seemingly divine power, it was nothing more than that. This monster, though powerful, was ultimately formed by the fusion of the Bodhi tree and the Heavenly Eye. And the corpses gathered on this strange creature were all the Hundred Streams warriors who had entered the sacred land.

They seem to have perished in the black water, then been drawn by this strange creature, coalescing into their current form.

Jiang Wen recalled his flying sword and carefully stored away all his magical treasures. He then cast several protective spells before the strange creature.

Although the black water writhed, it was not enough to hinder Jiang Wen's actions. He waved his hand and blew the black water away, leaving an eyeball lying inside.

The eyeball was now dull and lifeless, but its former holiness was still evident. Jiang Wen tried to see it, but was blocked from view.

This is no ordinary item.

Jiang Wen had made up his mind.

He raised the eyeball and examined it closely. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.

If I'm not mistaken, this eyeball should be the Heavenly Eye that was gouged out from the Heavenly King of Growth.

No one knows who threw this Heavenly Eye into the forbidden area of ​​the island.

Millennia of gestation have ultimately culminated in this bizarre creature.

Fortunately, he possessed the God-Slaying Whip, and thus had no fear of such a divine creation. Once his magical weapon could break the twenty seals, the God-Slaying Whip would unleash its power, and he would be equally unafraid even of the Heavenly King of Growth.

After all, this is the legendary God-Slaying Whip. It can strike any god, no one is exempt from its power.

He put the eyeball away, and a burst of Samadhi Fire incinerated the surrounding corpses and black water. He chanted the Rebirth Sutra, liberating the countless wronged souls imprisoned among the corpses.

The wronged spirits floated in mid-air, bowing to Jiang Wen. Then they turned into white smoke and disappeared.

Although I didn't get any more treasures like the Tears of the Envoy, gaining a thousand merit points was still a pleasant surprise. The Tears of the Envoy are rare and hard to come by, but merit points are a valuable resource.

After collecting some relics from the corpses, Jiang Wen returned to the cliff.

The cocoon was already riddled with cracks, and the beauty inside was about to forge a new physical body.

He waited quietly to the side, taking a few pills to recuperate. He had been somewhat injured in the battle just now; the monster's physical strength alone was beyond his ability to withstand.

Time flies by, and who knows how long it has passed.

When a crisp cracking sound came, Jiang Wen opened his eyes.

He looked at the cocoon, which radiated a gentle white light. The next moment, the cocoon shattered completely.

A figure emerged from it and slowly landed on the ground.

She bowed to Jiang Wen and said, "Greetings, Venerable One."

The woman stood quietly amidst the clouds and mist, gazing at Jiang Wen. She wore a simple white robe, untouched by worldly dust.

Her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist, loosely tied with a single white jade hairpin. Her brows and eyes were clear and bright, like snow-capped mountains after a storm, her pupils like the moon reflected in a cold pool, and her gaze held an air of aloofness.

Her jade-like skin shone with a translucent luster, as if formed from moonlight. Her lips were extremely pale, like newly blossoming white plum blossoms, which made her entire face appear even more ethereal and aloof.

Her figure was slender and graceful, like a fairy from Mount Gusha. When her wide sleeves fluttered in the wind, the faint blue veins on her wrists could be vaguely seen, as delicate and fragile as ice cracks.

It was an ancient desolation, like a soul carved from a thousand-year-old piece of cold jade, so beautiful it made one's heart tremble, yet one dared not harbor the slightest thought of profanity.

A single vermilion mole on her forehead, as vibrant as congealed blood, bloomed with a breathtaking beauty on her face sculpted from ice and snow. When her gaze shifted slightly, her long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings touched with frost, and only this solitary figure in the clear moonlight remained in the world.

The existence of the fairy maiden Gushe in this world is truly awe-inspiring, even to Jiang Wen.

(End of this chapter)