Chương 231: Chapter 120: Spirit-Devouring Reversal, Bloodline Rejection

The Demonic Spirit burrowed into Reyn's body like a streak of pitch-black lightning, diving straight toward his deeply buried Primordial Soul!

"Heheh! The brat actually possesses a bit of capability. To think he could withstand the forced extraction of the Spirit-Devouring Array for so long—he truly cannot be underestimated!" A chilling, cruel chuckle resonated from the Demonic Spirit, dripping with cold, merciless malice.

"However, now that I have personally intervened, you do not stand even the slightest ghost of a chance. Die for me, completely and utterly!" But at that precise moment, its form froze stock-still. A split second later, as if it had stumbled upon something beyond terror itself, it let out a shriek of sheer, unadulterated terror. Abandoning its assault, it scrambled violently to escape from Reyn's body, desperately fleeing backward into the open cavern air.

"Hmph! Is my younger brother someone a lowly, wretched existence like you can dare to harm? Since you possessed the audacity to offend him, you can remain here forever!" A cold, majestic voice resounded through the subterranean stone chamber. Beside Reyn, a figure materialized in a flash—a breathtaking woman dressed in snow-white robes, her stunning face clad in murderous wrath! Yu Meiren!

At the absolute zenith of Reyn's peril, stimulated by the violent reverberations of the Heaven-Defying Golden Seal within his soul, she had finally awakened from her slumber. The very instant her consciousness surged back into clarity, she realized Reyn had been dragged to the threshold of death. Sweeping her Divine Sense across the vicinity in shock and rage, an endless, frigid intent to kill erupted within her heart.

Someone had dared to lay down a forbidden, insidious Spirit-Devouring Array against Reyn, seeking to completely siphon his life, soul, and Spirit Roots into nothingness! Because of this, the formidable demoness—who had been sealed away for uncounted aeons—went utterly berserk!

"How is this possible?! How could there be one of my Demonic Clan inside this boy's body—and a High-Ranking Demon at that?!"

"Flee! Flee! Flee! With my current strength, I am no match for a High Demon! If I delay by even half a breath, I will be wiped out of existence!" The Demonic Spirit screamed hysterically, its shadowy form writhing as it attempted to tear through the air and flee. Yet right at that instant, Yu Meiren's beautiful, autumn-water eyes turned an eerie, abyssal black.

Two twisted, intricate demonic sigils coalesced deep within her pupils, shooting forth like dark lightning and slamming squarely into the fleeing Demonic Spirit's form!

"A Royal Demon Divine Ability!" The Demonic Spirit let out a blood-curdling screech, its blood-jade eyes instantly flooding with abyssal despair.

"You... you are a Royal Ancient Demon! How can this be?! In a mere mortal realm, how could a supreme being like you possibly exist?!" A mask of icy indifference covered Yu Meiren's countenance upon hearing its cries. Heart fully occupied with worry for Reyn, she had no patience to waste another breath on this creature. Parting her rosy lips, she uttered a chilling command: "By my authority as a Royal Ancient Demon, I grant you death!"

As her voice fell, the two eerie demonic sigils embedded within the shadow's body suddenly erupted into a web of crimson threads. Like creeping vascular networks, these blood-red lines spread instantaneously across every inch of the shadow's form, gleaming with a gruesome light.

"No—!" The Demonic Spirit issued a despairing roar. But before its scream could even fully echo out, the crimson threads inside it detonated simultaneously. The explosion pulverized the Demonic Spirit into fine dust in an instant! Yet after its body shattered, the remaining black mist did not dissipate into the air. Instead, it converged weirdly toward the center, condensing into a pebble-sized, pitch-black sphere that floated gently into Yu Meiren's waiting palm.

From the moment the Demonic Spirit had launched its sneak attack and pounced out of Reyn's body to the moment Yu Meiren obliterated it with a casual flick of her hand, the entire sequence of events had taken place in less than the span of a single breath! Absolute terror seized Mu Nianxing's face. Having briefly accessed Reyn's memories during the initial extraction, he instantly recognized the identity of this devastatingly beautiful woman who had appeared out of thin air—Yu Meiren!

An overwhelming, suffocating sense of mortal crisis coiled around his Primordial Soul. Opening his mouth wide, he prepared to scream at the top of his lungs, calling out to the Mu Family Ancestor stationed outside the stone cavern for help!

"Hmph!" Yu Meiren's face flushed with bone-chilling coldness. Before Mu Nianxing could utter a single syllable, she raised a slender finger, launching a beam of dark light straight into the center of his forehead! The pitch-black ray penetrated his brow, immediately transforming into a sinuous, dark rune that hovered glinting upon his skin. In that same instant, Mu Nianxing realized to his horror that every drop of his mana and his entire Primordial Soul had been forcibly suppressed!

No matter how desperately he tried to mobilize his power, his body offered not the slightest response. A wave of unadulterated dread flooded his heart. He was truly terrified now! Yet at this point, it was already far too late. Yu Meiren swept her frigid gaze past him as if looking at a dead man. Shifting her lotus steps ever so slightly, she vanished, reappearing beside Reyn in the next heartbeat.

"The Fifth Suction!" Sensing the rotting, deathly decay wafting from Reyn's physical body, along with his utterly depleted, chaotic Primordial Soul and mana, the cold fury in Yu Meiren's eyes reached an unprecedented height. At the same time, an intense wave of lingering horror washed over her heart. If she had awakened just half a breath later, Reyn would have been dead beyond salvation!

"Damnable fools... Every last one of them deserves to die!" Yu Meiren was a demon by nature—unflinching in her love and hatred, decisive and ruthless in her killing. Seeing Reyn in such a tragic state sent her murderous intent soaring out of control. However, she knew the most critical task at hand was to pull him back from the brink of death.

Forcing herself to calm down instantly, she pressed her slender hand against Reyn's forehead and projected her consciousness directly into his crumbling, chaotic Primordial Soul.

"Little Brother, it's me, Yu Meiren," she called softly but firmly.

"I know you can hear my voice. Answer me, quickly!" Reyn's memories were fragmented, his consciousness hanging by a single thread on the verge of complete collapse. Though he faintly sensed Yu Meiren's familiar, comforting aura, he could only send back a weak, fragmented thought: "Sis... Sister... It hurts so much... So much pain... Save... save me..." Hearing his agonizing, raspy plea, Yu Meiren's eyes reddened with emotion. She spoke in a gentle, reassuring tone: "Rest easy, Little Brother.

Sister will definitely save you! However, the process to reverse this might be agonizingly painful—it may even hurt far worse than what you just endured. But you must hold on no matter what! Otherwise... think of your parents! Think of your enemies who harmed you, still walking free and unpunished! Little Brother, you must persevere! You cannot give up under any circumstances. If your willpower collapses, no one will be able to save you!" This story is posted elsewhere by the author.

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"Sis... Sister... I will... definitely... hold... on..." From deep within Reyn's Primordial Soul, the intermittent thought pulsed back with fierce, desperate resolve. Yu Meiren looked at Reyn's withered body, which now resembled an old man in the winter of his life. Gritting her silver teeth, she leaped gracefully into the air, landing directly opposite the gargantuan form of the Spirit-Devouring Fiend!

Ever since Yu Meiren had manifested, the shadowy demonic figure condensed by the Spirit-Devouring Array had been shivering uncontrollably. Though it lacked a true physical body, the supreme, terrifying bloodline pressure radiating from Yu Meiren struck sheer, instinctive dread into its very soul.

"In the name of a Royal Ancient Demon, I hereby alter your rules of devouring! Spirit-Devouring Reversal—Activate!" Yu Meiren's eyes turned pitch-black once more as two intricate demonic sigils shot forth, sinking instantly into the core of the Spirit-Devouring Fiend's colossal form. Unleashing royal divine abilities twice in rapid succession was no small strain even for her current state; as a result, her delicate, exquisite face turned visibly pale.

As for the Spirit-Devouring Fiend, the instant those demonic runes entered its body, it let out an agonizing howl. Its twin tentacle-like appendages quivered violently, shaking uncontrollably in midair before slowly grinding to a halt moments later. Yu Meiren's gaze settled softly upon Reyn, her breathtakingly gorgeous features painted with deep, unyielding concern.

"Little brother," she whispered, her voice laced with trembling anxiety, "whether you can endure this trial and pull through depends entirely on your own strength and resolve. Your elder sister can only help you this far." With a sudden shift in her hand seal, Yu Meiren struck! In an instant, the grand Spirit-Devouring Array swung into full, violent reversal! The Spirit-Devouring Fiend released a guttural, low rumble from deep within its throat.

The tips of the crimson threadlike filaments that had impaled Mu Nianxing's flesh suddenly split open like ravenous maws, unleashing an extraordinarily potent and terrifying suction force in a single split second!

"Cough... cough...!" The moment the reverse mechanics of the Spirit-Devouring Array descended upon his body, Mu Nianxing felt an unimaginable tide of agony surge through him. Though Yu Meiren's overwhelming pressure rendered him utterly paralyzed and unable to scream aloud, the agonizing torment tearing through his interior caused his eyeballs to bulge out of their sockets. His frame twitched and violently spasmed in place.

Massive quantities of life force, bone marrow, and refined blood essence were forcefully siphoned out of his body by the ravenous Spirit-Devouring Fiend, which instantly converted these stolen vital forces into pure, crimson energy and channeled it directly into Reyn's fading body. Reyn's flesh and bones had already withered into near-total decay. Yet the moment this surge of rich crimson energy entered his system, it was like a long-parched wasteland drinking in a torrent of heavenly rain.

His body began to frantically devour and absorb every drop of nourishment! As the blood-red essence coursed through his dried-up meridians, his decaying, husk-like body suddenly burst with boundless vitality, as though he were undergoing a grand rebirth. His shriveled flesh plumped back to life, and his brittle, ash-gray hair rapidly regained its rich, glossy luster. But right at that crucial juncture, an overwhelmingly intense repulsive force violently exploded inside Reyn's body!

The sacred mechanics of the Spirit-Devouring process normally dictated that one must plunder the essence of a blood relative—someone sharing identical ancestral lineage and origin. This rule existed precisely to prevent the catastrophic backlash caused when two disparate bloodlines violently rejected each other, a phenomenon that would otherwise plunge the success rate into oblivion.

The only reason Mu Nianxing had been able to safely assimilate Reyn's bloodline earlier was because he had ingested a precious Blood-Fusing Meridian-Altering Pill, which systematically suppressed bloodline repulsion! Yet because Mu Nianxing's system was now infused with the alterative properties of that very pill, when Reyn reversed the ritual to devour him instead, the inherent peril multiplied exponentially!

Under ideal conditions—when devouring someone of identical bloodline and root origin—the Spirit-Devouring ritual boasted a success rate of over seventy percent! When bloodlines differed, the clashing forces of mutual rejection reduced the success rate to a paltry thirty percent! But in this exact scenario, Mu Nianxing had swallowed the Blood-Fusing Meridian-Altering Pill!

While that pill neutralized bloodline rejection for Mu Nianxing, it worked in precise reverse for Reyn, monstrously amplifying the repulsive forces violently warring within him! Factoring all of this together, Reyn's odds of surviving this reverse assimilation barely reached a pitiful ten percent! In an instant, frightful, jagged fissures spider-webbed across Reyn's newly restored flesh. Endless streams of warm blood gushed out like broken dams, completely soaking his robes in crimson!

Yet under the relentless influx of blood-red energy channeled by the Spirit-Devouring Fiend, those open wounds rapidly closed and knitted back together. Then, in the next breath, his skin would burst open anew, only to be forced into another cycle of miraculous healing! Reyn's already battered and feeble Primordial Soul was tossed violently under this brutal tempest. It flickered weakly like a fragile candle flame stranded in an autumnal gale, looking as if it might be snuffed out at any given second.

If he failed to withstand this trauma and suffered total collapse of his Primordial Soul, he would perish right then and there! Yet at this perilous boundary between life and death, Reyn's spirit manifested an unyielding, staggering resilience. Even as relentless waves of agonizing torment washed over him without pause, and even as the aura of his Primordial Soul steadily waned, an indomitable, fierce will refused to yield within his core.

Though his conscious mind wavered on the absolute brink of total collapse, that core unbending spirit did not splinter by even a fraction! Yet right at this agonizing moment, the Second Suction of the reversed Spirit-Devouring ritual descended upon him without mercy! An even vaster tide of blood-red energy surged into his system. Like pouring boiling oil directly onto a roaring fire, it caused the violent bloodline rejection raging inside Reyn to explode into outright frenzy! Crack! Crack! Crack!

Dozens of gruesome fissures instantly ruptured across Reyn's skin, turning his entire body into something resembling shattered porcelain. Through the wide, gaping cracks, one could clearly glimpse his internal organs throbbing inside his chest cavity. Torrential blood erupted from his flesh, painting him into a horrifying figure soaked entirely in crimson. The wild, unrelenting conflict of clashing bloodlines wrought an unimaginable, endless hell of pain.

A gut-wrenching scream of agony ripped from Reyn's throat as the presence of his Primordial Soul rapidly plummeted into nonexistence. Perhaps having reached the ultimate boundary of death, Reyn suddenly felt a brief, strange moment of clarity wash over his fractured consciousness. The endless, blinding agony raging through his frame seemed to quiet down substantially.

"Father... Mother..." he murmured faintly in his mind, "Your son truly cannot endure this any longer... I am coming to join you. Please forgive me... Should there be a next life, I shall serve and honor you both once more..."

"Yueli... as for our three-year pact, I fear I will no longer be able to keep it. If you can... please forget me."

"Elder Sister... though you and I have known each other for only a short time, in my heart, I have long regarded you as my dearest family. If possible... after I am gone, please... help me look after the Reyn Clan." Though his whispers were barely audible, like a dying breath, every soft word carried with terrifying clarity straight into Yu Meiren's ears. Her drop-dead exquisite body froze instantly as a wave of boundless panic erupted from the deepest recesses of her heart! Reyn slowly let his eyes slip closed.

He felt as though he were standing on the sheer edge of an infinite abyss—taking just one more step forward meant plunging into the ultimate chasm of death. The world around him was pitch-black, vast, and entirely desolate, leaving him all alone. In the fading distance, he could vaguely perceive the agonizing sorrow carved into Yu Meiren's beautiful face, yet she felt infinitely far away—like a flower reflected in water or the moon mirrored in a glass, visible to the eye yet forever beyond reach.

Exhaustion weighted down every fiber of his soul. He yearned to take that final step forward, to cast off all suffering and find eternal peace at last... He raised his foot and suspended it over the dark void. In that final instant, Reyn turned his head, wishing to catch one last glimpse of the world he was leaving behind. Suddenly, a radiant, blinding gold light burst forth, utterly enveloping him!