Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 81, Section 079: Izanami

"Oh, really?"

"If Your Majesty is so closed-minded, then I also have some skills, and I would appreciate Your Majesty's assessment."

Xu Zhenqing remained calm, the jade belt that bound his long, dark hair behind him loosened. This jade belt was an ancient magical artifact recently purchased from the black market in the Japanese cultivation world. It had been damaged over time, but after being refined, it now possessed the power to bind.

The jade belt stretched out in the wind, transforming into a hundred-foot-long white dragon. It roared to the sky, its body covered with layers of golden restrictive runes, as it swooped down and swam toward the White King.

Upon hearing this, Bo Gang grabbed the White King's groin and said angrily, "Bo Gang hates drums, Izanami! If you don't take it off, then Bo Gang won't be polite!"

White King's eight tails struggled desperately from below, like an octopus with eight tentacles, but instead grabbed Bo Gang's claws. Bo Gang slammed his hands on the ground, creating dozens of deep craters.

The Jade Belt and the White King were locked in a fierce battle of speed. The White King, relying on the power of the Word of Eternity, was naturally not caught by the Jade Belt. However, Eternity only provided relative speed and could not provide kinetic energy, so it could not destroy the Jade Belt.

The gaping maw swallowed the jade belt whole, and the White King's eight heads bared their fangs, looking at Xu Zhenqing with a ferocious smile.

With his hands forming a mudra to connect the magical artifacts, the jade belt transformed into a white spear, rampaging through the White King's abdomen. Because the broken parts had healed, and the jade belt could not pierce the White King's skin and scales, he was temporarily trapped inside the opponent's abdomen.

The two sides temporarily stopped their physical battle and their soul power intertwined. Xu Zhenqing could sense that the White King had escaped by bypassing the Black King's seal through the Impure World Reincarnation. Theoretically, lifting the Impure World Reincarnation would allow the White King to return to where he came from.

However, the White King's cross bones locked onto the White King's soul, rendering this weakness essentially useless.

In the spiritual world, in a realm of the underworld, the human form of Izanami sits quietly in front of a dressing mirror, dressed in a wedding gown in a forest-themed bridal chamber.

"Brother, you've finally arrived."

"Are you here to marry me?"

Xu Zhenqing had already sensed Izanami's underworld attire, but seeing her beautiful face smeared like a vengeful ghost, he still remarked, "People can be down-to-earth, but they can't be down-to-earth."

"Have you forgotten our vows of eternal love, forgotten our promise to stay together forever, forgotten our innate bond?"

"Izanagi, wake up! You are Izanagi. Marry me, and let's go to eternity together."

Izanami still had her back to Xu Zhenqing. Her cold voice was filled with emotion. She stopped combing her hair, and the wooden comb fell to the ground. Her jade-like hands had nails painted blood red.

"Izanami, one should know one's own limitations. Don't be blind. The mirror is right in front of you. Who do you think you can fool with your appearance?" Xu Zhenqing's spiritual power roamed freely in the spiritual world constructed by Izanami, which was no different from directly peering into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Izanagi, who else do you think would allow you to freely explore the spiritual world besides me?"

"Brother, it's time to wake up."

Izanami turned around, her cascading black hair obscuring her cleavage. Half of her face was painted into a grimace, while the other half was simply made up. She looked at Xu Zhenqing with a playful expression.

"If it were me in the past, I might have believed your nonsense, but now my heart is as still as water, unmoved by external things." Xu Zhenqing admired the other party's extremely contrasting attire and had to praise the Dragon Clan for being so handsome and beautiful that they were almost inhuman, like alluring female ghosts.

"How about I change my mental world? This is too boring. It's just the same few ghosts over and over again."

"If it were my older brother, of course I would be willing."

Izanami walked slowly over, took Xu Zhenqing's hand, and looked up at the young man's handsome face. He really looked like a sister-in-law.

Xu Zhenqing was highly skilled and daring. He directly used the technique of connecting the ten fingers to the heart. Even if his primordial spirit was not on the Immortal Platform, the surging spiritual runes in his ancestral cave were enough to prevent detection.

Looking at the ten miles of peach blossoms, the cascading waterfalls, the rivers, lakes, and seas, and the chaotic arrangement of the stars in the universe, Izanami's clear black and white eyes looked around, a satisfied smile on her face, lost in thought.

"I set up nine layers in my sea of ​​consciousness. This is the first layer, the dream realm, where even the most absurd and bizarre dreams can be presented."

"Does my brother dream of Izanami?"

Xu Zhenqing felt that the other party seemed to have mastered the Lin family's sayings, calling him "brother" repeatedly, which was really a bit ridiculous.

"Since you're here, don't leave. How about staying with me for all eternity?"

"Brother, you're so good with words! Of course we'll be together for all eternity, never to be separated."

Looking at the White King, with whom he had severed physical ties, Xu Zhenqing wondered what the other party was up to, or whether he thought that as long as the performance was realistic, he could change his perception.

Izanami sat on a swing, her long wedding dress fluttering in the wind, revealing her shapely legs as she swung back and forth, her eyes glancing at Xu Zhenqing every now and then.

"Brother, one day you will understand that only I can stay with you forever."

"Is that so? After thinking about it, the only explanation is that the White King doesn't have twins at all, but you want me to be your brother, instead of me being your brother all along."

Without saying a word, Izanami slowly nodded, her hair obscuring her eyes, making it impossible to see her expression.

"I initially thought you were lying about your mastery of the soul, but after witnessing it firsthand, I realized that only my brother can share the power of the spiritual laws with me."

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"Would you be my brother's Izanami, and my brother's Izanagi?"

Xu Zhenqing said without hesitation, "I love saying no to self-righteous people the most."

By directly tearing away the surface of tender affection, Xu Zhenqing trapped the other party in his own Sendai. Without spiritual energy to replenish it, the other party would fall into an eternal slumber.

Sensing the severed spiritual connection, Izanami hugged her knees and spoke calmly, "Do you want to know the true secrets of the dragon race?"

"I can search within your sea of ​​consciousness," Xu Zhenqing said coldly.

Izanami's voice softened, as if offering a kind reminder: "But some things are not remembered. If you don't ask now, you may never know the answer."

"Don't be a riddle-taker, just say what you have to say." Xu Zhenqing disapproved of Izanami's behavior and conjured a whip, striking her on the back and leaving a bloody welt.

"ah."

"My brother is really ruthless, just like me."

Listening to Izanagi's soft moans, Xu Zhenqing felt somewhat helpless. Are all the dragons in this dragon clan like this?

"Now you can tell me, right?"

"The answer lies in the mark on my brother's hand."

Xu Zhenqing looked at the Jormungandr mark on his hand. It turned out that Xia Mi had told everything from the very beginning, but she just didn't say it explicitly.

The ouroboros, with its head biting its tail, symbolizes the future of the dragon race. It's like destiny, with the beginning and end echoing each other. However, Xu Zhenqing has never believed in destiny, only in the fact that his fate is in his own hands, not in the heavens.

Posting the second chapter this morning; no holiday for Mid-Autumn Festival.

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