Chapter 21
Fortunately, the monotony of snapping did not last too slowly, visualizing the flicking tool was nothing but both palms transformed again, shifting their function from an ornament of dance to align with the arranged dynamics.
Instantly exchanged, proposing a change of structure that deliberately placed the palms to offer devotion to the Supreme Exalted One.
Simply because the vile status carried out was not long sworn as a hindrance, it became a great obstacle for both palms to draw closer, positioning themselves slightly lower than the chin while facing downward.
Hoping to plead for help, and so on, the reason behind such visualized continuation remained unknown.
Grounded in obedience to all proclaimed decrees, Sister Ling Xu still remained steadfast, establishing her totality not to falter, recognizing that even a brief looseness could one day invite disaster to arrive.
With all woven sequences, it was declared that the gust of wind was not of normal criteria, rushing forward directly, carefully nurturing strong momentum so swiftly, promptly initiating great radiance with mindful response afterward.
After the astonishing chant was pioneered without end, strangely it was felt that Huan Zheng's awareness resisted, desiring to criticize the pain as sweat drenched his body, fiercely attempting to grasp the absurdity of what had just occurred.
Continuing to strike, and ever more wetting the cheeks, the rapid bewilderment in his heart transformed, emphasizing curiosity that shifted, for a moment prioritizing respect, aligning with the distant gaze.
So absurdly, the realization of screams was woven and continued, repeated without the slightest will to silence them. Aside from being accompanied by the fragrance of surrounding flowers, the freshness in the eyes, despite fatigue and blood emerging in frames, allowed countless stabs of literal chill to linger for a moment as rewritten engravings.
No longer to mend welfare nor to elevate joy in every creature, the innate demeanor—hard to resist—caused one or two secret glances to form, indicating the ritual session was the origin of sweetness being arranged.
As though recording, Sister Ling Xu's presence was now embodied as one of the incarnations of the Soul of Happiness that had long departed.
Let alone possessing enchanting characteristics, captivating viewpoints diminished glaring rays, truly validated as refreshing to the point that each gaze initiated more.
For a moment, one questioned whether it was wrong for Huan Zheng's heart to respond, as his projected thoughts filled swiftly, announcing astonishment across his face in ways difficult to replicate, underlining his awe at every woven utterance of Sister Ling Xu.
It could not possibly be without the intervention of the Perfect Divine One orchestrating this latest agenda.
Only within a single moment could it draw forth, not merely to invite but also to produce an unusual phenomenon.
Grounded in that matter, pessimism regarding Ling Xu's failure was immediately discarded, hurling poor percentages into disposal, nearly disbelieving and only faintly willing to declare surrender as stated in voluntary submission.
Little was known as the slow procession continued to be projected, for not long afterward the diligent chant resounded, verse by verse, concluding as the instruction reached its end and continued, welcoming the presence of the Crystal Consciousness that soon emerged, swiftly weaving unmatched grandeur.
After Sister's recognition as its rightful owner, the weaving gradually unfolded, establishing the enforcement of activities as far as the eye could expand.
Strangely, the presence did not crystallize into any significant effect.
Founded on the sacred nature of certain possession, the unusual phenomenon was thus framed, grounding the bright yellow draped in faded purple as it was cast out, increasingly radiating in full unity without any intent to disrupt one another.
Proposed as inseparable unity, the form of ambiguity ceased to be intuited, delivering its own reason for the absurd realization of panorama being affirmed.
Far beyond rationality, and continually surpassing it, the rumbling sky was only as much as could be captured, narrated while melodies still lingered, prioritizing solidarity among clouds in cultivating the perfection of the circle.
Deliberately placed, centering Sister Ling Xu's presence as the focal point.
Its continuous rise to the surface did not hinder, evading the height of the Crystal Star's presence that gradually commanded, instructing the clouds to swiftly revolve in order.
Continuously revolving, the Crystal Star was regarded as the literal axis of movement, briefly inscribed, enlivening the woven festivity thereafter, actualizing the trivial will of past Omnipotence, at least before the shameful first upheaval was staged.
Together with the tremendous strike that suddenly appeared, unwillingness to be left behind was declared in admiration, appreciating the finest accomplishment carried out unhindered, precisely initiating the blend of two colors across the horizon as a vast image.
Again and again bolts of lightning struck, exceeding dozens in number, striking directly at the center of the Crystal above.
And amid the madness of repeated proposals and renewals, a straight bolt of bright-blue lightning suddenly appeared, emerging from the top of the Crystal shockingly, without any desire for stray curves as the projectile moved to occupy a single line.
In the blink of an eye it arrived, then the next moment was filled, pioneering yet another strike this time performed by the bright-blue thunder.
Passing precisely through the center of the Crystal again and continuing downward, indirectly this became the awaited momentum, the certainty of the design long anticipated after weary waiting had been prioritized.
From the entirety of the Crystal, one great strike toward the ground shattered it, indicating cracks spreading soon across every surface.
Then, coinciding with the Crystal's unity being utterly torn apart by successive strikes, the perfection of lashes to rip apart their fusion now continued, signaling collapse after collapse as the source, for the severe cracks completed a hundred fragments as sworn.
More or less, the progress of breaking had succeeded, gloriously crystallizing a plea for help with compensation granted in opportunity.
Through this act too, history was woven, glorifying Ling Xu as the Enlightened Exile who could, with opportunity, separate the whole Crystal without aid from seniors outside.
Purely conceived with personal intent, defining the need flowing into the subconscious as guidance.
No longer partial, it could be said the entire task was complete, identifying the totality fulfilling the best result alone.
With full accountability, the servant ensured, validating the fatigue of every vital organ as ordinary, a normal reaction among the strange emptiness that ticked confirmed.
Was there an addition?
'No problems were found, were there?'
'Quite so, there was a moment I thought my life would be taken so greatly, surrendering as total negotiation only to be dismissed, gloriously taking the best result as far as precision was observed.'
The consensus you ponder is rather excessive. Full of suggestion, you should sleep, letting the subconscious undergo long rest until restored.
Yet beyond that, would you desire to arrange handover, first cultivating cooperation before case solidification is instructed?
At least rest should be prioritized, no matter what.
'No need, starting now, let the subconscious bear the responsibility.'
To be continued…