Chapter 2471: Restore

Chapter 2471: Restore



A colossal rift in space erupted before Yun Lintian, its edges shimmering with chaotic energy, its depths a swirling vortex of distorted time and space. The rift expanded rapidly, stretching towards the fleeing Shadow Demons, its gaping maw a harbinger of imminent destruction.

The Shadow Demons, their senses reeling from the overwhelming power of the attack, their escape route blocked by the chaotic rift, let out roars of terror and despair. They struggled in vain, their shadowy forms writhing and contorting, their powers a mere flicker against the overwhelming force of the Great Laws.

The first Shadow Demon, its form caught in the edge of the rift, was torn asunder, its shadowy flesh dissolving into the chaotic energy, its screams echoing through the distorted space- time.

The second Shadow Demon, attempting to flee in the opposite direction, found its path blocked by an impenetrable wall of solidified time, a barrier conjured by Yun Lintian's mastery of the Temporal Law. It slammed into the temporal wall, its form shattering like glass, its life force extinguished in an instant.

Shun, the leader of the Shadow Demons, his eyes wide with fear, his heart pounding with a primal terror he had never known before, desperately tried to escape the clutches of the chaotic rift. He channeled his remaining power, his God Mark of Shadows flickering weakly, attempting to shield himself from the destructive energy.

But his efforts were futile. The rift's power was absolute, its hunger insatiable. It reached out, its chaotic tendrils wrapping around Shun's shadowy form, pulling him inexorably towards its gaping maw.

"NO!!" Shun roared in defiance, his voice a desperate cry against the inevitable. He struggled with all his might, his shadow form contorting and shifting, attempting to break free from the rift's grasp.

But the rift's pull was too strong, its grip unyielding. As Shun was dragged closer to the abyss, his form began to unravel, his shadowy flesh dissolving, his life force draining away.

In a last act of defiance, Shun unleashed a torrent of curses and threats, his voice filled with venom and despair.

"You may have defeated me," he screeched, his voice echoing through the distorted space, "but my master will avenge me! He will hunt you down, he will tear you apart, he will extinguish your very existence!"

Yun Lintian then channeled the Great Law of Time, manipulating the flow of moments, accelerating the healing process. Withered plants sprang back to life, their growth accelerated, their blossoms blooming in an instant.

The frozen wasteland, once a desolate expanse of ice and snow, was transformed into a vibrant landscape, teeming with life and vitality.

But Yun Lintian did not stop there. He invoked the God Mark of Earth, its power resonating with the very essence of the land. The ground beneath him rumbled and shifted, the terrain reshaping itself, expanding outwards, creating new valleys and hills, fertile plains and towering mountains.

The Ice Phoenix Kingdom, once a limited territory confined by the frozen wastes, grew in size, its boundaries expanding, its landscape diversifying. The once barren land was now a realm of natural wonders, a testament to the power of the Great Laws and the benevolent will of Yun Lintian.

He then focused his attention on the shattered remnants of the ice wall, its once majestic structure reduced to a pile of rubble. He channeled the power of the God Marks of Life and Time, their combined energy weaving a tapestry of creation and restoration.

The ice shards that littered the ground began to rise, their edges mending, their forms reforming. The shattered walls reassembled themselves, the broken towers regained their majestic heights, the intricate carvings reappeared, their details sharper and more vibrant than before.

Within moments, the ice wall stood tall and proud once more, its icy body gleaming in the sunlight, shimmering with an ethereal light, its presence a symbol of resilience and renewal. Yun Lintian lowered his hand and looked at Lan Bingxue.

"I'm sorry for your loss," he said gently. It was impossible to bring Lou Yi back.

Lan Bingxue, her eyes still fixed on the spot where Lou Yi had vanished, felt a pang of grief pierce through her icy facade. Lou Yi, her loyal servant, her confidante, her protector, was gone, her life extinguished in an instant.

A wave of sadness washed over her, threatening to shatter the composure she had carefully cultivated over the centuries.

With a deep breath, she pushed down the sadness that threatened to consume her, burying it deep within her heart. She straightened her back, her eyes regaining their icy clarity, her aura radiating a renewed strength.

"Thank you," she said, her voice steady and resolute.