Reversing Falsehood and Preserving Truth: All Gods and Gods Are in My Hands

The golden light surged wildly following Liu Jing's incantation, licking every corner of the illusion like a wildfire, making her slender figure appear even thinner, yet also more majestic.

Her once jet-black hair had mostly turned white, the strands dancing wildly in the wind. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed to have been etched all over her face as if time had sped up. Her once warm hands trembled slightly as she made hand seals, but the determination in her eyes was more intense than ever before!

She is a guardian of the 5-star Transformation Realm, and also a homeroom teacher who cherishes her students in her heart. This bond is stronger than lifespan and surpasses the Great Dao.

"In the past, the Great Emperor vanquished evil spirits; now I wield the seal to protect all living beings! I am willing to sacrifice a hundred years of my lifespan, willing to scatter the true essence of the Great Dao for a thousand years..."

The chanting of the incantation echoed in the illusion, carrying a weight that seemed to transcend time and space. However, Liu Jing's aura was rapidly fading, like a candle flame torn apart by a gale, flickering on and off.

Near the "Rage" formation's core, the struggle between the two figures had already reached a fever pitch.

Zhao Lei's veins bulged all over his body, and the surrounding mist coiled around his throat like a venomous snake. The suffocating sensation mixed with the stinging pain of the raging mist caused his mind to churn, stirring up the most primal violence in his heart.

"I can't beat you! Then let's die together!"

Wang Hao's roar was filled with bone-deep hatred as he gripped Zhao Lei tightly. He was completely consumed by negative emotions, his pupils bloodshot, his nails digging almost into Zhao Lei's flesh, and the faint mist around him had solidified into tangible tentacles that wrapped around Zhao Lei's arm, leaving a cold, sticky sensation. The obsession ignited by jealousy earlier had now been completely transformed into madness by his rage, his eyes filled only with a resolute determination to perish together.

"Wang Hao! Wake up! We're not enemies!"

Zhao Lei instinctively dodged to the side, his arm bleeding profusely from the grip. He clenched his fist tightly, Lu Yu's earlier admonition to "not hurt the innocent" echoing in his mind, and he recalled the days he trained with Wang Hao. His fist finally stopped in mid-air, enduring Wang Hao's tearing motion.

But Wang Hao had gone mad. He gripped Zhao Lei's arm tightly with both hands, almost twisting it off, and roared, "Not an enemy? You're my nightmare! Without you, I would have already qualified for the national competition!"

Zhao Lei grimaced in pain, his inner rage surging like lava, the fire in his chest burning ever brighter, his defenses of reason crumbling. Looking at Wang Hao's utterly deranged face, feeling the increasingly thick aura of fury surrounding him, the pent-up frustration and rage intertwined, finally breaking through his last shred of restraint.

"ah--!"

A suppressed roar exploded from his throat, and Zhao Lei suddenly swung his fist, but not at Wang Hao, but slammed it hard into the "void" in front of him—he did not want to hurt his former teammate, so he could only vent all his anger in this damned illusion.

"Bang!"

A dull, deafening roar shook the illusory space violently, and a dark red ripple appeared in what seemed to be an empty space. Zhao Lei felt a hard sensation on his fist, and then the raging array eye not far away suddenly shook violently, cracks instantly spreading across the surface of the dark red crystal, and the originally turbulent energy flow briefly paused!

"Teacher Liu! Stop! We have an idea!"

Chen Mo's voice pierced through the golden light and roar. The vertical lines of insight in his eyes burned like gold, locking onto the spot where Zhao Lei's fist had struck. A faint Buddhist aura emanated from his body, and the moment his hands clasped together, a clear and resonant chanting sounded, carrying a profound understanding that had seen through illusion:

"All appearances are not appearances; by dispelling delusion, one sees the truth; cause and effect are clearly revealed, and flaws will naturally appear!"

As the chanting ended, a golden light exploded, transforming into an intricate Sanskrit mark that was firmly imprinted on the rage array's core—it was his exclusive ability to perceive the Great Dao, "Breaking Through Illusions and Seeing the Truth," which he had comprehended at the 3-star Divine Realm.

"This is 'Breaking Through Illusion to See the Truth'!" Chen Mo spoke rapidly, his voice filled with unwavering certainty. "It can mark its weakness. Within ten breaths, each strike will increase its power by ten percent, with no upper limit! Zhao Lei, continue punching from the same angle as before, with all your might!"

He saw through the illusion's trick: the spatial illusion made the rage array eye appear to be a hundred meters away, but in reality, it was hidden in the void in front of Zhao Lei. The punch just now hit the target perfectly, and the rage array eye, which was already teetering on the brink of collapse due to the break of its energy source and the shattering of the jealousy array eye, was at its most vulnerable moment.

Although Zhao Lei didn't fully understand the complex skill principles, he instantly grasped the core—his pent-up anger finally had an outlet. Ignoring Wang Hao still tearing at him from behind, and disregarding the bone-cracking pain in his fists, he gritted his teeth and relentlessly punched the golden Sanskrit mark!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sounds of fists colliding with weaknesses were as dense as war drums, causing the illusionary space to tremble slightly. The first punch only made the array's core tremble, the second punch exploded with fine cracks, the third punch caused the dark red energy turbulence to begin to dissipate, the fourth punch, the fifth punch... As the power layered up, the fist wind became more and more intense, and the golden light mark was struck more and more fiercely, making Zhao Lei's figure appear even more valiant.

When the tenth punch landed, the combined power had nearly tripled, and the violent force surged into the core of the formation like a torrent through the opening!

"Snap—!"

A crisp cracking sound drowned out all the roars. The dark red crystal at the raging array's core exploded with a deafening roar, and countless dark red energy turbulence dissipated like a tidal wave.

The crimson in the eyes of the students, who had been enveloped in the raging mist, quickly faded. Wang Hao froze, his crazed gaze returning to clarity. Looking at his hand, which had been gripping Zhao Lei until it bled profusely, he instinctively released his grip.

The golden light suddenly receded, and Liu Jing's incantation came to an abrupt end.

She staggered and fell. Although her hair had not fully returned to its original black color, it had lost most of its frosty white color. The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were also much shallower, and she no longer looked old and decrepit. However, her face was still as pale as paper, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were full of fatigue. The purifying power around her was as weak as a candle in the wind. Although the forbidden spell was not completed, the burning of her lifespan and potential had already greatly damaged her vitality, making her much weaker than at her peak.

"Teacher Liu!" The illusion was gone, and Lu Yu rushed over to support the swaying Liu Jing.

Liu Jing smiled weakly, her voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "I'm fine... thankfully... it's resolved..."

The vertical lines in Chen Mo's eyes gradually dimmed. He breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows furrowed again. The space of the illusion did not dissipate with the shattering of the array's core. Instead, it began to twist and rotate. The surrounding scenery was like a crumpled oil painting, rapidly reassembling. The illusory aura in the air not only did not weaken, but also gained an even more bizarre pulling force.

"This isn't the collapse of an illusion, it's..." Chen Mo's expression changed drastically. The vertical lines of his perception lit up again, but he only caught a chaotic energy trajectory. "Another illusion is pulling us in!"

Before the words were finished, a powerful suction suddenly came from the bottom of the illusion. Everyone felt dizzy and their consciousness was being pulled hard by an invisible force.

Liu Jing tried to activate the power of purification to stabilize her body, but found that her energy was depleted and she was powerless to resist.

Zhao Lei clutched the wound on his arm and was about to struggle when the suction force pulled his feet off the ground.

Lu Yu attempted to construct a barrier using the power of the array, but the spatial distortion was too severe, and the array patterns were torn apart as soon as they condensed.

In the chaos, everyone felt as if their souls were being washed away by an invisible stream of water. The resentment, jealousy, and rage amplified by the illusion were all cleansed. The crimson in the eyes of the teachers and students faded, and their original clarity returned.

But this clarity was instantly swallowed by deeper darkness, and consciousness gradually blurred under the pull of the suction, and the scene before my eyes completely fell into boundless nothingness.