Capítulo 1011: Chapter 827: Cause and Effect Cannot Be Severed at Will

Only Cui Yuanyang knew, the Great Joyful Bliss Scripture was also a Buddhist Scripture, he was quite familiar with it.

A stray thought flashed, Piaomiao instinctively initiated the Time Technique she had previously comprehended.

The next moment, Cui Yuanyang saw the small black mist disappear into the Heavenly Book, as Zhao Changhe gripped the Dragon Sparrow with his eyes closed, sensing.

Piaomiao was no longer before him, not in the present world, she was already at a different point in the river of time.

He suddenly felt a bit of panic in his heart, if she couldn’t return, did it mean Piaomiao was completely dead?

Indeed, if she couldn’t return, it was total death. However, the situation of not returning wouldn’t be due to a failure in casting the spell, but possibly encountering other unforeseen events on the opposite shore of time and space.

Zhao Changhe had to give himself confidence. With his and Piaomiao’s strength facing the karma of the Soul Capturing Mirror from days ago, it was impossible to encounter mishap.

Before his eyes quickly appeared the image of himself and Piaomiao standing in front of the Soul Capturing Mirror… His own foolishly soft and dependent appearance, stirred by Yue Hongling, wasn’t worth looking at; this time the focus was on Piaomiao.

As expected, at this moment, the Piaomiao here had already been replaced by the small black mist Piaomiao. Before her, the stone wall was presenting the completed fragmented segment he had previously traced back in the Qinghe Sword.

Ancient Piaomiao, with fluttering garments, was floating mid-air, four Divine Swords swirling around her, eyes gently closed, expression cool and aloof, beyond reach.

So beautiful… with the heaven and earth shattering doomsday backdrop at this moment, even more beautiful.

That was the real Piaomiao… all seen in this life was not her original self.

With a soft pinch of the sword technique by her jade hands, the four swords shot out, piercing into four different dimensions, simultaneously eradicating the manifestations of the intent to destroy the world, the four Demon Gods.

And the positions where the four swords were inserted seemed to precisely form an Array, Piaomiao closed her eyes, forming a peculiar Dharma Seal with her hands, the crumbling earth was forcibly sustained by a vast power. At this time of Heavenly Realm’s collapse, the Human Realm only experienced earthquakes and tsunamis, yet did not disintegrate.

This wasn’t something Piaomiao’s personal power could accomplish, aside from pre-forging the swords, there was another stronger force assisting from another corner. Zhao Changhe had heard Ye Wuming say, “Maintained the Human Realm together with someone.” Clearly, one was Piaomiao, the other was Ye Wuming, they were allies in this battle.

Piaomiao’s fatigue was evident, her face grew paler, as if it had drained all her energy for it.

“Clang!” In the courtyard behind the Buddhist temple, Zhao Changhe suddenly drew the Dragon Sparrow, slashing in the air.

Sever Karma!

As he swung his blade, something suddenly severed between the stone wall and Piaomiao, like a screen going black, nothing could be seen anymore.

Zhao Changhe had once seen, he knew when Piaomiao was exhausted, a demonic hand would descend from the sky to slay her. Piaomiao, once again witnessing the scene of herself being backstabbed by an ally to death in the Soul Capturing Mirror, was overcome with hatred, giving rise to a great Heart Demon.

As long as this was severed before she saw it, the cause of her becoming demonic is cut.

This is the Blade of Time, a person is not in the past but cuts the past with the present! It is to sever karma.

Zhao Changhe watched tensely, the demonic aura on Piaomiao began to fade, turning gradually pale.

Was it successful?

No…

Zhao Changhe suddenly felt his consciousness blur, vaguely being drawn into the stone wall.

Severing Karma with this blade was successful… but because the exhaustion from this blade was too outrageous, his Divine Soul was powerless, unable to resist the soul-drawing effect of the Soul Capturing Mirror itself!

“Zhao Changhe, be careful!” The already transformed from black to white Piaomiao “bang!” turned into a human form, leaped, and grabbed Zhao Changhe’s Divine Soul: “Come back!”

With a “whoosh,” both entered the Soul Capturing Mirror simultaneously, disappearing without a trace.

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PS: Sorry, the insomnia has started again, I slept through yesterday…

Now my health is deteriorating, truly exhausted, please bear with me.