Chapter 106: The Dual Sacred Words Descend!

The petals of the red spider lily, shaped like silken stamens, unfolded slowly, the faint crimson hues gradually spreading until they illuminated the entire path of reincarnation.

“Those who see the red spider lily have already become mere souls, enslaved to the void of endless rebirth—ten deaths... without life.”

An Ruohuan spoke with pity, gazing sorrowfully at Mu You and his companions. Yet, as if having lost her purpose in life, she looked around at the fully blossomed red spider lilies, then back at herself—half human, half flower. The last trace of vitality in her eyes faded into desolate silence.

“Enough, sister. Now that you’re dead, my reason for lingering in this world ceases to exist. Life and death mean nothing to me—they are mere forms without substance...”

With that, An Ruohuan vanished from where she stood. The next moment, she appeared beside the red spider lily, now a pure-hearted girl. Her tender feet were bare, resting beside a flower bud. She slowly crouched down, leaning forward against the flower, intoxicated by its fragrance. Two lines of blood-red tears trickled slowly down her cheeks.

“Why not die together? In the next life, I will be the elder sister. I won’t... disappoint my younger sister as you did!”

An Ruohuan said, bending down to gently pluck the bewitching red spider lily that sent chills down the heart.

The moment the flower withered, it turned gray. Then, centered on the withered bud, the entire path of reincarnation began to be shrouded in the color of dead ash. In an instant, a vast chaos opened up—empty, silent, and bleak.

Even Mu You and the others began to be enveloped in a grayish-white hue, drained of all life and hope. What remained was only their final, desperate struggle before death.

“They say the red spider lily is the flower of reincarnation, but they’re all wrong. It’s more like a flower of temptation that lures lost travelers into the endless abyss, a flower of demise.”

An Ruohuan looked at the motionless, ashen-faced group with a tragic smile. “You agree, don’t you?”

Then, with a snap, she crushed the red spider lily in her hand.

A harsh silence fell, and the world darkened completely. Everything was swallowed by darkness, bereft of any spark of life.

Yet, soon after, faint glimmers of pale blue, earthy yellow, deep green, and blood ink-colored light flickered through the gloom. Though minuscule, they burned with stubborn persistence, refusing to be extinguished.

“Impossible to fall, impossible to descend, never—ever!”

Almost simultaneously, from the depths of their hearts, the four cried out the same words with desperate fervor. Their primal will to survive erupted with overwhelming intensity!

Within the pale blue light: “I must save my sister!”

Within the earthy yellow light: “I will find my brother!”

Within the deep green light: “Born without parents, I will confront those heartless blood relatives and demand why they treated me so!”

Within the blood ink-colored light: “I will overturn this world, so those struggling may catch a fleeting breath!”

Under the crushing weight of life and death, the four unleashed their boundless latent powers, gradually rising amidst the endless gray dusk with brilliant resolve.

Flames—endless blood ink-colored flames—surged wildly around Mu You, rolling and roaring upward to engulf the sky and the land of Pangu.

Thanks to Mu You’s Meridian Soul Severing Worms, this blood ink flame, though unable to break through An Ruohuan’s spiritual words, was unaffected by them. Within a limited area, it enveloped the group, allowing free movement.

Amid the swirling flames, Mu You, focused intently, suddenly felt a soft, elastic warmth embrace him from behind. A comforting body pressed close. An Ruoxiang hugged the somewhat startled Mu You tightly and spoke softly, “Thank you. Thank you for still believing in me at the end. Thank you, dear Mu You.”

As An Ruoxiang finished speaking, her body instantly turned icy cold, as if she had died in an instant. Mu You turned in shock to see upon her forehead a twin blossoming pair of Brahma flowers. As one flower withered, the other bloomed proudly to its fullest glory.

“Twin Brahma Flowers: Half withered, half flourishing!”

At the cost of forcibly overexerting her strength, she had elevated her spiritual words to their utmost limit.

Beneath An Ruoxiang’s feet, a giant pale blue Brahma flower blossomed gracefully, reminiscent of Xuan Yao’s use of the sacred words. The other three colored glows vanished, swallowed by the pale blue light.

“Twin Brahma Trees: Half withered, half flourishing. Brahma Flowers Bloom: The prosperous must decline. Brahma Flowers Flourish: Heavenly fate sinks. Brahma Flowers Perish: Reincarnation begins!”

The sacred words!

Everyone present, upon hearing the chant and looking at An Ruoxiang, wore expressions filled with complex emotions.

Even with their rank-A death-row abilities, without reaching S-rank, anyone who employed the sacred words faced only one outcome—death!

The enormous verdant twin Brahma trees entrapped An Ruohuan’s Manjusaka (red spider lily). The latter’s previously fading, deathly visage flushed red again with fury. She stared at An Ruoxiang, who had dared to wield sacred words, shocked but more consumed by rage.

Still struggling, still resisting! She was so weak; why didn’t she just die already?!

“This is your doing!” An Ruohuan cried out, her body’s ashen hue suddenly flaring back to a terrifying red.

Once more, the chant rang out:

“Red spider lilies bloom on the path beyond, a thousand years of reincarnation, a hundred dreams of sorrow. Garments vanish, fragrance fades, flowers and leaves reborn, neither seen. No entry to reincarnation, birth in the netherworld!”

Another sacred word spell—a double sacred word—descended simultaneously!