Forgotten Photo Studio

Chapter 110 Fight
It has no dazzling light, no violent energy fluctuations.

But the moment it appeared, an absolute "order" and "authority" that transcended individual power spread out like mercury, forcibly calming the restless spiritual energy and suppressing the space on the verge of collapse.

On the jade token, the ancient seal script character "玄" (Xuan) seemed to come alive. It did not represent personal will, but rather the very foundation that constructed and maintained the existence of the "center," an iron law that mortals could not defy.

When the Mysterious Laws manifest, it is as if the Mysterious Laws themselves are present!
The two opposing forces, which were almost out of control and clashing with each other, were suddenly brought to a standstill, as if forcibly held down by an invisible hand.

The deep blue light flowing around Mo Lin paused slightly, and the pressure from the vast sea eye lessened a bit.

The red-gold talisman wheel spinning beneath Yan Huang's feet also slowed its rotation, and its domineering aura that devoured everything was forcibly suppressed.

For the first time, the gazes of the two Gold-level experts truly fell upon Lin Lan, or rather, upon the jade token in her hand.

The previous indifference was gone from his gaze; in its place was scrutiny, weighing of options, and a hint of displeasure at being bound by rules.

Only now, through this brief standoff and freeze, was Xu Yan able to truly "see" these two god-like beings through the drill arm's electronic eye, and, through the access to the drill arm's database, identify their identities and terrifying nature.

Using the fleeting authority gained from this profound decree, Lin Lan's voice, without the slightest hesitation, clearly resounded in all directions:
"By the supreme authorization of the Xuanlu Society, this area shall be temporarily under my jurisdiction! The decree is as follows:"

"Order 1: Lord Mo Lin is requested to seal the spatial rift, and Lord Yan Huang is requested to incinerate all the filth of the rules! All Silver-ranked individuals, construct the 'Nine Hells Binding Spirit Array Foundation' and immediately reinforce the seal!"

Upon receiving the order, Mo Lin took a deep look at the sealed "Abyss," then glanced at Lin Lan. Finally, he raised his hand, and a more refined azure light surged toward the target as if guided by his own arm. However, the power still carried a sense of scrutiny as if he were dissecting and studying something.

Yan Huang let out a low, ambiguous hum, and the crimson-gold talisman wheel expanded once more, precisely burning away the pollution, yet still seemingly collecting data with a critical eye.

They obeyed the orders, but within the framework of those orders, they also exercised their "right of interpretation" to the fullest extent.

"Order Two: Honor guard, welcome back Judge Jiang Yu!"

A team of solemn-looking members dressed in pure white uniforms descended swiftly, carrying psionic stretchers covered with black silk embroidered with golden lightning patterns.

They placed the judge's body upon it with utmost care and reverence, the entire process utterly silent, filled with the heavy ritualistic feeling of warriors mourning a hero.

Order 3: Search for all signs of life and prioritize rescue efforts!

More squads began landing.

Xu Yan calmly recorded everything.

He observed that in subsequent actions, Mo Lin's power would always "inadvertently" glide over the "Abyss's" main body, attempting to analyze its structure; and Yan Huang's purification would always "just happen" to retain some abnormally active fragments of psionic energy.

The center's interior is far from monolithic. The Xuan Law can temporarily suppress blatant contention, but it cannot eradicate the deep-seated greed and ambition within people's hearts. This pool is deeper and more murky than imagined.

Xu Yan immediately understood the current situation.

He steered the drill arm, his steps faltering as he made his way towards a search team, reporting rapidly in the drill arm's hoarse voice:

"The target 'Abyss' has broken through the D-level threshold... It has an extremely strong ability to learn and adapt to rules... The judge sacrificed himself to barely suppress its activity until now."

He deliberately emphasized "suppression" and "to this day".

He wants to use the center's influence to continue "suppressing" the abyss and slow its progress towards C-level.

This vague information was enough to attract the attention and covetousness of higher-ups.

The muddier the water, the better he can hide as a "fish".

The shadowy figure gave him a deep look before its spirit body finally dissipated completely, leaving only a barely perceptible ripple, tacitly approving of this embellished "report."

Xu Yan blended into the group of survivors, head bowed, perfectly playing the role of an ordinary member, deeply wounded and still shaken. However, just a moment before he stepped into the group...

Boom! ! ! !

A tremendous tremor, not merely physical but originating from the very rules themselves, erupted from beneath everyone's feet, from the very foundation of this space!
It wasn't an explosion, but rather like an ancient will that had slumbered for countless eons, impatiently... turning over.

*Snap—Bang!*

The seemingly indestructible "Nine Hells Binding Spirit Array," personally reinforced by two Gold-level experts and constructed by countless Silver-level experts, along with the initial seal forged by the Judge with his life, shattered without warning, like glass struck by a heavy hammer, in this resounding sound!
The deep blue, abyss-like seawater of Mo Lin was torn apart by a tyrannical force!

The crimson-gold talisman wheel of Yanhuang, which had burned everything, suddenly dimmed, as if it had been forcibly stuffed with tons of mud and sand, and its operation stopped instantly!
"what?!"

"The seal... has collapsed?!"

The exclamation hadn't even fully escaped his lips.

The sealed core area was torn apart by hand, like a fragile piece of parchment!

An endless, viscous darkness surged forth from it; it was not the color of energy, but "nothingness" itself!
At the center of this expanding void, Xu Yan's original body slowly floated up.

His lowered head suddenly snapped up!

Inside the eye sockets, there were no longer human eyeballs, but two slowly rotating black holes that devoured all light!

“It…it wasn’t suppressed…it was just…” Ah Zhe stared at the psionic detector in his hand, which had suddenly spiked to its maximum power level. His usually carefree face was now filled with disbelief, horror, and despair. “…It was analyzing and copying our seal model?!”

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to see through the pervasive darkness and turbulent energy flow, vaguely seeing the pale and unfamiliar face that belonged to Xu Yan's true form, suspended at the core of the abyss.

A surge of adrenaline rushed to his head, and without thinking, Ah Zhe screamed in that direction:

"Yan-ge! Wake up! You promised Zhiwei you'd go back! She's waiting for you! She's now..."

The following words were swallowed up by a tremendous roar of energy.

But the two words "Zhiwei" were like a faint yet incredibly sharp bolt of lightning, precisely striking into the depths of Xu Yan's chaotic consciousness.

Zhiwei...

Chen Zhiwei.

The ripples that name stirred in his soul instantly overwhelmed all the surrounding noise.

He seemed to see that gentle and worried face again, and hear the solemn promise he made before leaving:

"Don't worry, I will definitely come back alive."

She knows everything now... How worried and scared must she be?
A sharp, stinging pain, not from his prosthetic body but from the depths of his soul, gripped him tightly.

I have to go back.

I must go back to see her alive.

This thought was like a lighthouse suddenly lit in a storm, dispelling the momentary disorientation and powerlessness he felt due to the absolute power of the abyss.

(End of this chapter)