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

Liu Jing slowly turned around, facing the nearly ten thousand sleeping teachers and students in the misty cocoons on the playground.

Her skirt froze in mid-air, the moon-white fabric stained with dust and blood, but in the instant she turned, it was enveloped in a dazzling golden light.

This golden light was no longer the gentle, purifying glow of the past, but carried a resolute determination to burn away all illusions and sacrifice everything, like the final blaze of a setting sun, burning everything away before it extinguishes.

She formed intricate hand seals in front of her chest, golden light flowing from her fingertips along the lines, and her body slowly floated into the air.

His jet-black hair faded visibly, turning snow-white from tip to root. Fine lines instantly crept across his face, as if decades had been fast-forwarded. His once smooth, jade-like hands trembled slightly as he formed a hand seal, yet with an unwavering resolve.

She was willing to sacrifice herself to ensure the peace and well-being of all living beings.

"Give me all the Spirit-Soothing Elixir!"

Liu Jing's voice pierced through the roar of the battlefield. Without the slightest hesitation, the Guardians took out the Spirit-Soothing Liquid from their waists, and the glass bottles drew arcs in the air as they were thrown toward the center of the golden light.

Those precious liquids containing the energy of the Great Dao of the Mind shattered the moment they touched the golden light. The pale blue droplets intertwined with the golden energy, transforming into a surging torrent of energy that flowed into Liu Jing's vicinity.

"The profound origin of heaven and earth, the root of all Qi!"

Zhenwu above, purify the soul!

With my lifeblood, I ignite my potential!

With my lifespan, I offer sacrifice to the Great Dao!

With my divine soul, I invoke Heaven's grace...

The chanting of the forbidden incantation rang out again, deeper and more intense than before, each word carrying the scorching heat of burning blood essence.

Lu Yu's pupils constricted, and he rushed forward frantically, shouting, "Teacher Liu! Don't do this! We must have another way!"

His dual-path power surged in his palm, a blend of cyan and pale gold, but was deflected by the golden light. Liu Jing had already isolated herself from external interference; her mind was made up.

The enforcers sensed the risk and tried to stop Liu Jing.

Zhao Lei clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, and roared as he charged at the oncoming enforcers: "It's all your fault!"

Like a runaway bull, he smashed his way through, using his arm to block the beam of light from the Silver Scale Executor. Blood splattered from his arm, but he still stood firmly in front of the golden light.

Su Wan's spiritual silver light surged, transforming into countless threads that wrapped around the approaching executor. Her voice, though trembling with tears, was unusually firm: "Teacher Liu, we'll help you!"

As the silver threads pulled, the executor, whose strength was clearly several levels higher than Su Wan's, actually moved slowly, buying Liu Jing time to chant.

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

Chen Mo covered his bleeding eyes and used his last bit of energy to pinpoint the weakness of an executor.

The gray fog panicked completely, ordering all the executors present: "Kill her! Kill her now!"

The Silver Scale Executor's brow slit blazed with light, and several cold beams of light pierced straight at Liu Jing; the Liquid Executor transformed into black streaks, silently wrapping around her limbs; the other Executors also rushed forward like madmen, and illusory energy surged like a tide, trying to interrupt the chanting of the forbidden spell.

"If you want to touch Teacher Liu, you'll have to step over our dead bodies first!"

Lu Yu roared, unleashing the full power of his dual paths. His true power condensed into a Void-Piercing Blade, while his array power transformed into a protective array. He severed the attacking tentacles while protecting the golden light behind him.

Shen Che's Shadow Hunter surged, transforming into countless chains that bound the Executor. His short blades flew as he engaged the Silver Scale Executor in fierce combat.

The other wounded guardians also activated the power of the Great Dao, forming a solid human wall to block the illusory torrent with their flesh and blood.

"...In the past, the Great Emperor vanquished evil spirits; now I wield the seal to protect all living beings!"

"I am willing to give up the power of a hundred years of lifespan, and to scatter the true essence of a thousand years of great Dao..."

Liu Jing's chanting suddenly rose in pitch, and the golden light intensified several times, enveloping her entirely like a blazing sun.

Her skin began to wither, her once upright figure became slightly hunched, and her frosty white hair danced wildly in the wind, yet she remained in the hand seal posture, her eyes showing no regret, only unwavering determination to protect—

She is a guardian of truth, and more importantly, a homeroom teacher. She is determined to protect the teachers and students of the school.

The gray mist sensed the approach of death. It tried to forcefully drain the last bit of emotional energy from the nearly ten thousand teachers and students before escaping. However, Senior Li's pressure was like Mount Tai pressing down, locking onto its core. The golden light of Liu Jing's forbidden spell further interfered with its energy flow. The patterns that were originally connected to the misty cocoon were now breaking off inch by inch. It completely lost control over the teachers and students.

"land--"

Senior Li's voice boomed like thunder, and the divine figure sitting cross-legged behind him suddenly moved!

He saw that Liu Jing's forbidden spell was about to be completed, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a resolute determination to burn his bridges.

The colossal figure, which had been sitting cross-legged in the void, slowly rose up. Chaotic energy surged around its body like a light veil, and its muscles bulged like mountains. Its arms, which had been hanging down, slowly rose, and its thick hands clenched into fists, perfectly synchronized with Senior Li's movement of wielding his sword.

The chaotic energy around the divine figure converged wildly, and a magnificent aura that seemed to create the heavens and the earth instantly enveloped the entire playground.

The gray fog sensed death approaching. It tried to forcefully drain the last bit of emotional energy from the nearly ten thousand teachers and students before escaping, but Senior Li's oppressive aura was like Mount Tai pressing down, locking onto its core and preventing it from escaping.

The golden light of Liu Jing's forbidden spell further interfered with its energy flow. The patterns that were originally connected to the misty cocoon were now breaking off inch by inch. It completely lost control over the teachers and students, and it was impossible for it to forcefully complete the evolution or drag more teachers and students down with it.

"The creation of heaven and earth—Slay!"

The moment the long sword was swung down, the phantom of the giant axe in the god's hand also cleaved out at the same time!

The crimson sword energy intertwined and merged with the chaotic axe shadow, transforming into a giant blade that spanned the heavens and the earth. As it tore through the sky, it emitted a deafening roar, cleaving a visible spatial rift in the air. Chaotic currents flowed through the rift, completely swallowing even the light.

Before the gray mist could even roar, it was instantly cleaved apart by the giant blade, leaving not a trace of its illusory origin behind, completely dissolved.

The residual power of this strike did not stop there. The giant blade pierced through the atmosphere and reached space. A meteorite that happened to be passing over Zhongzhou was forcibly ripped open by the aftershock of the blade's energy, its fragments scattered and burning up in the atmosphere, turning into a sky full of sparks, like a tragic fireworks display.

On the ground, the school's gymnasium and laboratory building collapsed under the shockwave of the blade's energy, with bricks and stones flying everywhere and dust filling the air.

Fortunately, the vast majority of teachers and students were enveloped in the misty cocoon in the center of the playground, avoiding the impact of the building collapse. Only a few guardians on the perimeter were scratched by the rubble, but were otherwise unharmed.

"...summoning the purifying fire of the nine heavens, condensing it into a ten-thousand-mile-long wind that shatters illusions!"

Purification Storm—Appears!

As Liu Jing's forbidden spell came to an end, she raised her hand and waved it at the billowing dust. The golden light surrounding her, imbued with the energy of the Spirit-Soothing Liquid, erupted completely, transforming into a massive purifying storm.

The storm, carrying a pale blue purifying rain, swept from the playground toward half of Zhongzhou City.

The misty cocoon quickly dissipated in the purifying rain, and the rise and fall of the chests of the teachers and students inside gradually stabilized; those mutated ethereal spirits paused in the rain, their illusory textures rapidly receding, and they transformed back into human form, falling into a deep sleep, with no memory of their previous mutations; the ethereal spirit riot that had just broken out around the school was instantly quelled by the purifying rain, and the illusory aura receded like a tide.

Even the illusory aura that soared to the sky in Grandma Lu Yu's old house gradually weakened under the cover of the purifying rain, but the source of that aura was not extinguished and still stubbornly lingered deep in the old house, like a malignant tumor that had not been removed.

Senior Li stood amidst the smoke and dust, his rune-inscribed longsword shattering under the strain, turning into countless iron filings. Even the phantom of the giant axe in Shenying's hand gradually dissipated along with the broken sword. The chaotic energy receded like a tide, leaving only a faint residual pressure.

His aura dissipated rapidly, and his cultivation level plummeted like a tumbler, falling from the peak of the 9-star perfect realm all the way down to 7 stars, 6 stars, 5 stars... His aura grew weaker and weaker, and his once upright figure became hunched over, his face filled with fatigue and vicissitudes.

His vision blurred, but he stared intently in the direction of the old house. Before his consciousness completely sank into darkness, he raised his hand and pointed. A fragment of a long sword that had not yet hit the ground was enveloped by the remaining power of the Great Dao and transformed into a streak of crimson light, rushing toward the old house.

The moment the streak of light vanished after piercing the sky, the illusory aura emanating from the direction of the old house abruptly ceased, as if its source had been severed in an instant.

Senior Li could no longer hold on; everything went black, and he collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.