I put my hand into the flames, but I couldn't feel the heat.
The flame is not the substance, but the radiance embodied by the interweaving of countless music theories.
With just a slight touch, it penetrated his body and blended into it, igniting the ether in his body, trying to ignite everything and turn it into flames.
"Ye Qingxuan, what are you doing!"
Laura noticed something strange inside his body and was immediately furious.
"Maybe... you are seeking death, right?" Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Laura, thank you for always taking care of me. If anything happens to me, please help me take care of Bai Xi."
"You are my mother..."
Before Laura finished speaking, Ye Qingxuan cut off the link to the ladder.
Her angry voice and strength faded away together.
The flames were no longer hindered and swept through the body, covering every blood vessel, burning the moonlight and ether in the blood, disintegrating his life.
From the inside out.
At that moment, his palm finally broke through the outer layer of the flame and grasped the double snake timepiece suspended in it.
Even in the severe pain of burning, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but be shocked by the breathtaking beauty. It was a masterpiece that could drive countless alchemists crazy.
With a core intertwined with complex music theory, the complex structure comparable to the Chapter of Fate is compressed into a small square inch. It flows smoothly without any force, just like a peerless work of art, perfect to an inhuman level.
Not only does it contain the power of "Faust", but after the movement unfolds, it is perfectly embedded in the sacred fire, coordinating the huge structure within it and controlling the movement of that mighty force.
Moreover, another set of alchemical matrix was built on top of it, hiding its true face...
The three are almost absurdly superimposed in the same place, but they do not interfere with each other.
The perfect trinity.
"It depends on whether you live or die."
In severe pain, Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth and prayed: Boss, if you still have any conscience, don't cheat me this time!
He took a deep breath and recited solemnly:
"—All things are dim, but the tree of life remains evergreen!"
After a long time, he once again read out the secret words to activate the Double Snake Timepiece. At that moment, everything stopped.
On the double snake timepiece, the dark coat of arms suddenly lit up.
[Supreme authority·Verification completed.]
A voice sounded in the trance, it sounded like Elsa's voice, but it was so detached and indifferent: [Control is transferred, synchronization begins.]
Ye Qingxuan fell into a trance.
In an instant, it seemed as if countless wings of light sprouted from behind him, connecting the sky, the earth and everything.
His will instantly expanded and enveloped the entire world.
He saw the dark river of ether flowing under the Nine Earths, the dazzling star rings hanging in the sky, the earth, water, fire and wind hidden deep in matter... Everything in the world revealed its essence to him.
Until the end, he even sensed the great source in a trance.
It is the origin of everything, from which all things flow. It is mysterious and secret, but it is everywhere. For thousands of years, countless musicians have never come this close.
All the power in the sacred fire is used by him, and everything is under his control. He seems to be able to do everything he wants.
He felt as if he had become a god.
"—This is how the world is created, and miracles can be achieved based on this!"
A familiar voice sounded in his ears.
At that moment, he woke up from his trance, lowered his head, and looked between his hands - the double snake timepiece was slowly decomposing, and countless tiny parts quietly dissipated.
Until finally, there was only a faint wisp of fire left between his palms, swaying in the wind. It is unimaginable that this tiny flame actually gathered the power of all the holy fires and brought him to the realm of god.
And now, power beyond the limits of imagination is in his hands.
At your fingertips.
But he was confused and confused.
Is it that simple? Just saying a word was rewarded with such huge power. It was unreal, like a dream, but he could feel that he was not sleeping in a dream.
This is reality.
But it's so ridiculous that it's unbelievable.
Ye Qingxuan, you have gained the strongest power in the world.
In the dark, it seemed as if someone was whispering softly in his ear: Pray to the flame in your hand, and all the glory, power, and authority in this world will be at your fingertips.
But what exactly is your desire
Think about it, think about it carefully.
The time is still long enough for you to think about it carefully.
In the silence, Ye Qingxuan looked at the flames blankly. Soon, he laughed softly: "What I want... isn't it very simple?"
"I just wanted to bring her back to life."
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and stared at Elsa in front of him: "Not a puppet or an empty shell, let her live like a real little girl... This is what I want."
He clenched his hands, pushed the flame gently into Elsa's chest, and poured all the power into the girl that was enough to break the balance of the etheric world.
"Bring her to life."
He shouted toward the flames: "—Now!"
A hoarse sigh sounded, which seemed to contain pity and meant something profound. The sound was so fleeting that it was hard to tell whether it came from the heart or the ears:
"as you wish."
The next moment, the ray of fire jumped, suddenly exploded, and spread.
At this moment, between heaven and earth, in the center of the abyss and the gate of heaven, the huge power that covered everything suddenly collapsed, shrank, swept back towards the inside, layered on top of each other, and gathered on Elsa's body.
In Elsa's body, the sacred fire shines brightly, shining in all directions.
The majestic melody and magnificent notes spread between heaven and earth, one after another. So gentle, yet so solemn, it seems to contain the mystery of life and soul, representing the resting soul and the mystery of life and death.
First came the gentle and dreamlike "Sutra of Mercy", followed by the mighty and majestic "The Day of Wrath", "The Sound of the Trumpet", "God's Mercy", "The Time of Judgment", and at its peak evolved into "The Sutra of Mercy". Sacrifice", "Holy"...
"This is… "
Ye Qingxuan listened blankly to the melody coming from the holy fire, as if he was struck by thunder and couldn't believe it.
This is "Requiem"!
The scepter passed down by the Yellow Kings of all generations is actually hidden in this holy fire! The Yellow King, who planted plague and poison on the Romulus people, actually left the power representing his inheritance in them.
In that sacred melody, endless flames poured into Elsa's body, as if the lost soul had returned again. In the empty cavity, the burned blood and flesh grew again from the ashes, and blood once again flowed from her body. Thin blood vessels and organs reappeared in her body.
And that huge power even penetrates the sea of ether, faintly connected to the tributaries of the great source, and consumes this huge and extravagant power to find those broken memories and remnants of the past.
Death and life are reversed...
"No! Stop! Stop it!"
Paganini screamed with anger and heartache. It's like seeing a fool squandering his vast wealth. The chips that were enough to change the world were only exchanged for a few grains of dust in his hands!
The darkness was furious, and the huge body squeezed out of the abyss desperately, trying desperately to break free, even if it was severely hit by the sword again.
"Do you know what you are doing!"
He glared at Ye Qingxuan, wanting to tear him into pieces: "Ye Qingxuan, stop! That's not your thing! You don't even know what it means!"
Ye Qingxuan turned a deaf ear and just stared intently at the rapidly dissipating flames. The dissipated flames turned into countless complex music theories. Those music theories were overlapped and woven under the invisible and skillful hands, intertwining into the prototype of the soul.
Until the end, it seemed to condense into some kind of bright red substance.
It was the achievement of the legendary chant school, a manifestation of miracles in the human world, a magnificent thing that overturned the boundaries between life and death.
—Philosopher’s Stone!
At that moment, the endless power was exhausted, just like the sea was squandered until it dried up, without any water vapor remaining. Only the miracle created by all the seven seas is left.
In the ashes burned out by the flames, Elsa had resumed breathing, seemingly sleeping, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan almost held his breath.