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

Lu Yu's palm was filled with the power of the blue array, and the blue light shield of the Rest Gate and the energy vortex of the Life Gate were already running stably. Now he was going to activate the third array eye - the "Injury Gate".

The power of the array within his body surged like a torrent bursting its banks, rushing along the array's base patterns, with half of its energy instantly spilling out.

In an instant, crimson light patterns erupted like raging fire, completely different from the previous two gentle light patterns. They carried a sharp edge and transformed into countless slender array patterns the moment they landed, spinning rapidly around Lu Yu.

Above the sharp light, the power of the array gleamed with a cold, blue-green light, as if it could tear apart any obstacle. Lu Yu raised his hand and waved it, and a crimson sharp light shot out with a blue-green light, drawing a sharp arc in the air. The air was cut and made to emit a slight hum, which showed its power to break through defenses.

A look of joy flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. The power to break through defenses far exceeded his expectations. A sudden inspiration flashed in his mind—if he could integrate the power of truth into the wound gate, the combination of the void-breaking characteristic and the sharpness of breaking through defenses would greatly increase its power when fighting against executors!

Before he could think further, a surge of pale golden true power erupted from his palm, attempting to channel it into the crimson wound along the array's patterns. But just as the two energies were about to collide, a sudden change occurred!

The power of the azure array and the power of the pale gold true energy clashed violently like water and fire. The eye of the wounded gate array trembled violently, the array patterns of the Eight Trigrams Diagram shattered inch by inch, and the crimson sharp light shot out uncontrollably.

"not good!"

Lu Yu's expression changed drastically. He tried to forcefully control the energy, but he only felt as if his meridians were being pierced by steel needles. A violent backlash spread from his arm to his whole body, and his consciousness was instantly torn apart by excruciating pain.

He groaned and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood mist. His body swayed and he crashed heavily onto the Xuanhuang Stone. The blue and light gold energies surged wildly within his body, making his internal organs feel displaced. His vision blurred, and his ears were filled with the buzzing of conflicting energies. Even the scene of the Feng Hou Temple began to distort.

"Nonsense!"

Feng Hou's deep shout was like a thunderclap. Holding the beast bone scepter, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and complex array patterns instantly appeared on the Xuanhuang stone. Green energy surged from the array base, enveloping Lu Yu like spring rain.

This formation is completely different from Lu Yu's Gate of Life. The Gate of Life is a gentle energy replenishment, while the "Return to Origin Formation" set up by Feng Hou has a vast and heavy energy, carrying the healing power of ancient formations. The green light flowed into Lu Yu's seven orifices, soothing his disordered consciousness.

Lu Yu felt a cool sensation spreading from between his eyebrows, and the intense pain in his consciousness gradually subsided. The chaotic energy was forcibly suppressed, but the burning pain in his meridians did not dissipate. Instead, he felt an even stronger pulling sensation.

"The simultaneous application of two paths is unprecedented, let alone your attempt to forcibly merge them on your first use of the Eight Trigrams Formation. It's tantamount to playing with fire." Feng Hou withdrew her scepter, her expression solemn.

He paused, his tone carrying an undeniable authority: "Right now, only your consciousness has sunk here; your physical body remains outside. This Returning Origin Array can repair the damage to your divine sense, but it cannot soothe the backlash from your physical meridians across boundaries. If your physical body outside cannot be healed, your consciousness will eventually dissipate here."

These words were like ice water poured over his head. Lu Yu's heart sank. Just as he was about to ask further, his divine sense suddenly felt a strong tearing sensation. The Feng Hou Temple in front of him blurred instantly, and a sharp pain originating from his physical body surged through his consciousness—something really had happened to his physical body!

Meanwhile, in Lu Yu's bedroom, the night was deep, and the moonlight from outside the window illuminated the disheveled bed.

Lu Yu suddenly sprang from the bed, his body convulsing violently. He coughed up blood, which splattered onto the white sheets in a horrifying sight. He curled up on the floor, his veins bulging, and a faint blue and pale gold halo flashed beneath his skin. Each contraction of energy brought excruciating pain, as if countless tiny knives were twisting inside him. His jaw clenched, and he let out a suppressed groan, too weak even to cry out.

"Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu, what's wrong?"

Lin Hui was awakened by the strange noise. She pushed open the door and saw blood all over the floor and her son curled up. She was instantly terrified. Her voice was choked with sobs as she rushed over, her limbs weak. She wanted to touch him but dared not, afraid of aggravating his pain: "My son, what happened to you? Don't scare your mother!" She reached out with trembling hands and touched Lu Yu's burning skin. Tears instantly burst forth and rolled down her cheeks.

Lu Jianming followed closely behind, his sleepiness instantly vanishing. He quickly stepped forward and carefully picked up Lu Yu, whose body was alarmingly hot to the touch. His son's face was deathly pale, his lips cyanotic, and his breathing so weak it was almost imperceptible. His arms trembled slightly as he held Lu Yu, but he forced back his anxiety and shouted, "Quick! Call 120! I'll carry him downstairs to wait for the ambulance!"

The wind of the cold night carried snowflakes that stung his face. Lu Jianming held Lu Yu in his arms, the weight of which felt heavier than a thousand pounds. He was afraid of swaying his son with every step. Lin Hui followed closely behind, her tears mixed with snow water and frozen on her face.

A dozen minutes later, Lu Yu was rushed into the emergency room of Zhongzhou First Hospital. The red emergency room light was flashing incessantly as doctors and nurses quickly wheeled him into the resuscitation room, the electrocardiogram monitor beeping urgently.

After a preliminary examination, the doctor frowned deeply and reported in a somber voice to the arriving Mr. and Mrs. Lu Jianming: "The patient is currently confused and exhibiting early signs of hemorrhagic shock. The abdominal CT scan reveals multiple contusions in the abdominal cavity, subcapsular hematoma of the liver, and ruptured mesenteric vessels. There are no obvious external wounds on the body surface, and the mechanism of injury is unclear. We must immediately administer fluids to combat the shock and prepare for emergency exploratory surgery!"

Lin Hui's legs buckled, and she nearly fell. Lu Jianming held her firmly, his voice hoarse but filled with unwavering determination: "Doctors, please, you must save my son! We'll cooperate no matter the cost or the method!"

"Don't panic, we'll do our best," the doctor quickly reassured them, then turned to the nurses and instructed, "Notify the operating room to prepare, and contact the specialists who are working overtime tonight to organize a consultation immediately!"

Lu Yu lay on the hospital bed, his consciousness hazy as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and waves of excruciating pain surged through his meridians.

He wanted to shout "Go to the Shouzhen Bureau," to tell his parents that only there could save him, but his throat felt like it was blocked by blood clots, and he could only let out weak groans. Watching the numbers jump on the monitor and feeling the cold needle pierce his veins, he felt utterly helpless—the secrets of the Shouzhen Bureau were inexplicable, and at this moment, he could only let fate take its course.

The consulting experts arrived quickly and discussed the matter in hushed tones around the bedside. Various professional terms were mixed with sighs of confusion, as Lu Yu's condition was beyond the comprehension of modern medicine.

One of the elderly experts, with graying hair, adjusted his glasses, suddenly frowned, and muttered, "Tonight is really strange. This is already the fifth case of an unexplained acute and severe illness tonight, but his condition is different from the previous cases..."

Just then, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded over the hospital's loudspeaker, and red lights instantly filled the corridor!

A large number of police officers arrived, flashing their badges at the hospital's security department: "Emergency notice! Following an anonymous tip, there are explosives hidden inside the hospital, which could detonate at any time! All personnel are to evacuate to a safe area immediately!"

The words had barely left his lips when a flurry of footsteps and shouts filled the corridor. Nurses quickly guided patients to evacuate, and several police officers and SWAT teams rushed into the emergency room, their expressions grave: "Everyone, come with us immediately! Time is of the essence; we'll assist with the patient transfer!"

Lin Hui's face turned deathly pale, and she gripped Lu Yu's hand tightly: "My son is still in critical condition, it's too dangerous to move him like this!"

The corridor was filled with cries and footsteps. The tense atmosphere of the consultation was shattered by the sudden crisis. Lu Yu lay on the hospital bed, his consciousness blurred, feeling only waves of dizziness...