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

"kill!"

Seeing the Guardians of Truth in dire straits, Liu Jing's shout was like a thunderclap splitting the sky. As her moon-white skirt fluttered, the power of purification surged three feet along the sword blade.

She touched the ground with her toes, her figure as swift as a swallow, weaving through the misty cocoons. Each strike of her sword carried a sharp force that tore through the illusion, the blade leaving a pale golden trail as it sliced ​​through the air, attempting to lure the combatants to the edge of the training ground—

There are no dense clusters of teachers and students there, so we can fight with all our might.

However, the Silver Scale Executor was not fooled at all. The cold beam of light shot out from the vertical slit between its eyebrows precisely locked onto Liu Jing's route. The Liquid Executor turned into a black trail and quietly wrapped around her ankle. The other Executors formed an encirclement. Their moves were ruthless, but they never left the air above the cocoon group. It was clear that they wanted to drag everyone down and wear them down.

"It's no use! They're deliberately stalling for time!" Shen Che swept his short blade horizontally, the shadowy figures spreading like a spiderweb, forcing back the approaching tentacles. He then flipped sideways, barely dodging a wave of energy carrying a pungent stench. His black outfit billowed in the air. "If this continues, the teachers and students inside the cocoon won't be able to hold on!"

"The Invincible God of War has arrived!"

Zhao Lei roared and charged forward, his muscles bulging like iron and his veins bulging like dragons, like a runaway bull crashing into the group of executors.

He thought he could rampage through the mall like he always had, but as soon as he got close to the Silver Scale Executor, a beam of light shot from between the Executor's eyebrows, grazing his shoulder. His muscles instantly felt like they were being torn apart, and he was sent flying backward as if hit by a heavy hammer, crashing heavily onto the playground's rubber track. Dust flew everywhere, and blood from his shoulder instantly stained his clothes.

A dark purple energy wave followed closely behind, heading straight for Zhao Lei, who was lying on the ground and had not yet gotten up!

"Zhao Lei!"

Lu Yu's pupils shrank suddenly. Just as he was about to activate the power of the Great Dao to rescue Zhao Lei, a crimson light flashed by. Senior Li's rune-inscribed longsword blocked Zhao Lei's path, forcefully stopping the energy wave. The aftershocks caused the ground to crack.

Senior Li remained standing as still as a pine tree, not pressing his advantage, but keeping his gaze fixed on the gray mist in mid-air, his aura as imposing as a mountain, as if he were brewing something.

Zhao Lei scrambled to his feet, clutching his shoulder and wincing in pain, but still stubbornly spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva: "This damn executor is way more ruthless than the octopus demon in the mall! But he thinks he can defeat me? No way!"

On the other side, the vertical lines of insight in Chen Mo's eyes flickered, and his face was as pale as paper.

He had been continuously calculating the laws of space in the illusion, and had just used the "Breaking Illusion and Seeing Truth" technique. The consumption of the Great Dao far exceeded his expectations. His vision was turning black, his body was swaying, and the golden vertical lines under his eyes were almost dim.

"Catch!"

One of the guardians reacted extremely quickly, throwing out a bottle of calming potion. Liu Jing's longsword flew, and the purifying light blade cleaved the tentacles that attacked from the side. The potion landed in Chen Mo's hand with precision, like a shooting star.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back, and gulped down the cool medicine. It slid down his throat, instantly relieving the stinging pain in his head. He closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, and the pale golden power of insight around him quickly condensed, gradually calming his previously scattered aura.

"wrong!"

Su Wan's voice trembled, and a faint, psychic silver light flickered around her. "I can feel that the emotions of the teachers and students inside the cocoon are rapidly fading. Their consciousness is becoming increasingly blurred, and that backlash from indifference... it's so painful!"

Lu Yu's heart sank as the blue and green patterns of the array power spread around him, like a spider web coming to life.

Having just reached the Concentration Realm of the Great Dao of Arrays, his understanding of arrays suddenly became clear. Those principles that were once obscure became as clear as a mirror, and he could even sketch simple array patterns at will. However, the training ground was too large, with nearly ten thousand misty cocoons scattered throughout the entire area. He simply could not construct a protective array covering the entire area out of thin air.

"We can only start from the root!" Lu Yu's eyes narrowed, and the blue array patterns moved swiftly along the ground, wrapping around the energy patterns that connected the misty cocoon and the gray mist like snakes.

He closed his eyes, his mind racing with calculations—

These patterns are the channels through which emotions are transmitted. If we can reverse the local patterns, we might be able to temporarily stop the loss of energy and then work on breaking the illusion array.

The array patterns on his palm were intricate and locked in place by the oppressive force of the gray mist. As soon as Lu Yu reversed a node, he was thrown back by a violent recoil. The array patterns on his palm dimmed considerably, a faint metallic taste rose in his throat, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Now!"

Chen Mo suddenly opened his eyes, the vertical lines of his insight burning like golden blades. A beam of extremely refined golden light shot down from the sky, piercing through layers of mist and precisely locking onto the energy core of the gray fog. What he needed to do was see through the true purpose of the advanced executor collecting emotions!

"Overestimating yourself!" It wasn't like a sound wave being transmitted, but rather like a consciousness exploding directly in everyone's minds.

A chilling consciousness exploded directly in everyone's minds, devoid of any warmth, yet carrying a world-destroying pressure. The gray mist surged violently like a raging sea, and the immense energy crashed down like Mount Tai, instantly freezing the air in the entire training ground into lead. The Guardians were all forced to bend over under the pressure, their bones creaking under the unbearable weight.

Liu Jing's purification domain trembled violently, Shen Che's Shadow Hunter was compressed to three feet in front of him, and Lu Yu's newly formed array patterns instantly collapsed. His chest felt like it had been hit by a boulder, and he groaned as he was pushed to the ground.

The worst off was Chen Mo. The moment his golden light touched the core of the gray mist, he was attacked by a violent energy backlash. The golden light shattered instantly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell straight down, clutching his eyes in excruciating pain. Clearly, his Insight Dao had been severely damaged.

But just as the golden light shattered, an unusual gleam flashed at the core of the gray mist—

A piece of mineral with a delicate pearly luster was exposed to everyone's view!

It was about the size of a fist, with a clearly visible, regular hexagonal lattice structure inside, slowly contracting and expanding, as if it possessed life. Even shrouded in gray mist, colorful halos could still be seen intertwining like living things, shimmering and radiant, exuding an indescribable mystery. The irregular edges bore obvious signs of cracking, clearly fragments of a broken object.

"What is that?" Lu Yu's pupils shrank suddenly.

Just then, Senior Li, who had been standing still, finally stepped forward!

The runic longsword in his hand suddenly hummed, and the ancient runes engraved on the blade seemed to come alive and flow. A crimson blade light shot into the sky like a fire dragon breaking through the clouds, even forcing the oppressive aura of the gray mist to pause slightly.

Senior Li's eyes were sharp as knives as he stared at the gray mist in mid-air and asked in a deep voice:

"Are you planning to evolve? Do you want to become independent?"

These words shocked everyone present! Liu Jing paused in her sword-wielding motion, Shen Che's short blade froze in mid-air, and Lu Yu was utterly bewildered—

The Executors are the core combat force of the Void Spirits, so how can they be said to have "evolved" or become "independent"?

Before everyone could think it through, a dark red, illusory aura suddenly surged up from afar, like a thick column of smoke shooting straight into the sky and continuing to expand, heading directly towards the direction of Grandma Lu Yu's old house!

Lu Yu's heart sank suddenly, and a strong sense of unease surged into his heart.

The aura, carrying violent energy fluctuations, spread with the wind.

The beam of light between the brows of the Silver Scale Executor suddenly became sharper, the flow of the Liquid Executor suddenly increased, and even the gray mist around the Advanced Executor churned more violently, with the pressure increasing by 30%!

Just then, Shen Che's headset, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly crackled with intermittent static. Watcher Old Chen's urgent voice pierced through the noise, carrying a desperate roar:

"Captain Shen! Can you hear me? Outside the school... there are mutated phantoms! I'll repeat myself! The phantoms outside are rampaging, there are too many of them, we can't stop them!"

The sound in the headset stopped abruptly, leaving only a piercing static.