Chapter 6: Rebirth from the Cocoon

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  "No!" Chen Yan let out a furious roar, feeling the humiliation of begging for mercy for the first time in his life. Now he was being silently trapped by Chen Mo, locked in a place where death was certain, and his hatred surged up to the sky, accompanied by despairing collapse, driving him to become crazily ruthless.

  In the whirlpool of blood-colored sky, a dazzling thunderbolt exploded, like a million waterfalls pouring down, forming a series of cracks. Piercing through all obstacles, it shattered into dust, and the smoke billowed like a giant wave reaching the heavens. The deafening roar was incessant, like the tolling of death's knell, beckoning souls to their demise. The small opening in the sky had shrunk to only one person's size, still continuously contracting.

  Chen Yan's face was purple and twisted, his forehead bulged with blue veins, sweat poured down, accompanied by bloodstains all over his face, forming deep gullies, making him look even more ferocious.

  He felt the scorching body behind him, the red mist trembling constantly, burning the surrounding air, making a faint "crackling" sound, like a bundle of wood burning to its limit, bursting out with astonishing power, causing his internal organs to ache severely.

  The stormy wind howled incessantly, Chen Mo's hair fluttered with a red mist, the golden snake danced wildly in the air, like a golden-haired mad lion. The rocks beneath his feet suddenly cracked. At this moment, the jade cocoon in his mind was greedily absorbing the last tribute of the medicine's power, becoming even more rounded and white, as if floating on a warm bed, accumulating energy for the moment when it would burst out of its shell.

  A gigantic blood-red vortex filled the entire sky, covering everything. It roared and spun downwards, like a pot lid being pressed down, crushing everything in the small hole of heaven. The air became as thin as paper, making it impossible to breathe.

  Chen Yan's mouth was wide open, like a fish out of water. The battle with Chen Mo had consumed a lot of his vital energy, and what was left was very weak. As he struggled on the verge of death, he was also secretly calculating when Chen Mo would run out of energy and fall, grasping at the last straw to save his life.

  A life-or-death moment of entwining. Chen Yan concentrated his energy, continuously urging the Qi Hai to gather and converge the remaining fire attribute Xuan Qi, injecting it into the palm of his right hand. The palm turned bright red, with a misty ball of flame condensing in the middle. In the gap between life and death, he sought survival in this final struggle, all in one move.

  A flying stone hit Chen Mo's head, and his mind suddenly cleared up a bit. His limbs were numb and unable to move. He was almost dried up by the flames, with dry and cracked lips revealing crimson blood stains. Only the flow of blood confirmed his existence.

  The power of the Wanyan Qing beneath his feet was gradually weakening, and his foot rooted in the stone pedestal began to sway. He knew that death was approaching, but his heart remained calm and peaceful. The remaining faint aura all flowed into his arms, persisting to the end, still unbreakable. A brilliant smile appeared on his face, and his disheveled hair fell down.

  The small hole in the sky trembled endlessly, and the death god of hell officially made his debut with a flourish. The stone platform let out a loud crack, and was split into fragments.

  Both of them bounced back, Chen Ye took the unformed fireball and suddenly turned it around, slamming it towards the back of Chen Mo's forehead. A burst of flames shot out, bringing with it a shockwave that shook the air.

  In a flash of inspiration, Chen Momo faced a fatal blow, his face unchanged, unafraid of death.

  No fervor, no youth. The passion of youth should be spilled across the heavens and earth.

  Chen Mo's stiff neck creaked as he turned it to one side. At this moment, a simple and ordinary movement was as arduous as an ant moving a massive stone.

  Chen Yan's fierce flame palm struck Chen Mo's shoulder, a scorched smell of charred flesh wafted through the air, and his shoulder was a bloody mess.

  Chen Yan's heartstrings were like a bundle of silk, encountering a sharp blade with a "ding" sound, shattering, all thoughts turned to ashes, both eyes staring straight ahead, the palm of his hand was charred black, revealing a patch of white bone.

  He exhausted all his vital energy, using the last bit of strength to refuse to let go, lowering his head and biting down on Chen Mo's arm, with blood flowing profusely, unable to tell whose it was.

  A colossal blood-red vortex, suspended above the two people's heads, almost within reach. Crimson lightning struck down, as if to shatter and devour everything between heaven and earth, when suddenly from the ground, like bamboo shoots, 'whooshing' sounds emerged numerous stone pillars, like the sharp claws of the god of death.

  A sharp stone pillar burst out from the gap of the stone platform, piercing Chen Ye from head to toe, and inserting him into a bloody whirlpool like a skewer.

  "With a 'poof', Chen Ye suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, mixed with dust and smoke, swirling into the vortex. All traces of a person in the world were gone, like a kite string broken, impossible to continue."

  Chen Mo was flung out by a huge force. He was like a withered wood that had been burned to ashes, his whole body soft and limp, his eyes blacked out, and he fell straight down onto a protruding stone slab in the smelting pool. On his face, there was no sadness, anger or resentment, only longing and blessings for his loved ones.

  The small hole in the sky suddenly closed. A whirlwind pushed out the brave young man from the family who was outside, several feet away.

  That bloody and terrifying scene stunned him, he lay on the ground, trembling, foaming at the mouth, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

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  Time slipped away moment by moment.

  That light cocoon finally stopped changing after absorbing all the energy brought by the Red Flame Spirit Fruit, and quietly floated in Chen Mo's sea of consciousness. Time seemed to have stopped. It was unknown whether it was an instant or eternity.

  "Crack."

  At this moment of extreme quietness, a faintly visible crack appeared on the top of the crystal stone.

  A mysterious thing happened, a jade-white tender bud, no thicker than a hair, trembled and emerged from the crystal pattern. Although small, it was full of vitality. The water-nourished tender bud developed rapidly, and in an instant, it had already grown to the thickness of a sewing needle.

  At the top of the bud, amidst the trembling, a tender green leaf burst forth.

  That crystal stone growing in the silent sea of consciousness was actually a seed. At this moment, the seed had absorbed enough energy for development and finally sprouted tender buds and leaves.

  That tender stem looks delicate, but its color is bright and lustrous, with a semi-transparent white jade-like appearance, as if there are some fine white particles surrounding it. The newly unfolded green leaves are also crystal clear and dripping with dew, full of vitality.

  At first glance, it can dispel distractions and calm the mind. It also brings a sense of serene joy for such a wonderful life.

  Upon closer inspection, one can see that the tender stems and green leaves are filled with fine, almost imperceptible textures and veins. On the surface of the leaves, countless tiny holes that are invisible to the naked eye secrete a thread of green liquid.

  Thousands of streams and rivers, finally converged into a single drop of full green tears, which pressed down the tender leaves that had just sprouted.

  "Ta-da!"

  That drop of green liquid rolled down from the tender leaves and fell into his sea of consciousness, stirring up circles of seemingly invisible ripples. The drop of emerald green liquid transformed into countless green light points, surging into the center of his eyebrows. Along the human body's meridians and blood vessels, it spread throughout his entire body.

  The strange seed that had been existing like a vampire all along finally gave feedback when the first tender leaf grew.

  A vibrant green glow, full of life and vitality, instantly spread throughout his entire body, including the meridians, internal organs, skin, and even the fractured bones that had been ravaged by the fire poison. Under the infinite vitality of this green light, they gradually recovered and healed.

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