Chapter 1691 - 867: Heavy Fishing Karma_2

It's now!

With the mirror reflecting, Ji Jue's figure fell within it, but as the mirror suddenly shattered, Ji Jue's consciousness and thoughts also plunged into a blur and stasis.

It was as if he became absent-minded.

He forgot who he was, where he was, and what was happening.

Even though the Mirror of the Abyss was achieved through this cruel sacrifice, the effective time was only for a brief moment.

In that fleeting instant, Ji Jue had already glimpsed through the mirror and peered into the abyss... and so, the abyss also looked at him, shaking the soul and seizing consciousness.

At the same time, after a day and night's dormant wait, Schelbach burst forth within the Circle Realm.

The gate of [Eternal] opened once again, and the long-accumulated Dust Annihilation Needle shot forth like a flash of lightning.

The tempering between blood and sweat, life and death over long periods had made this strike unsurpassed and unrivaled!

From the top of the Transcend Rank, the White Deer Chosen One struck with full force!

With just this one stab, all life spirits would be annihilated like dust.

But in the instant of lightning and fire, Schelbach clearly saw a faint illusion light emanating from those eyes that should have lost all ability to think. The hollow pupils suddenly flinched, looking at him.

His hands twitched instinctively, as if with muscle memory, trying to lift, wanting to block...

No matter how insignificant the movement was, it made even a killer of countless lives shudder in awe — after all, Ji Jue was an exceptional Ember talent, still able to react under the Curse Mirror's suppression!

Regrettable, lamentable, pitiful.

Too late!

In time that was almost halted due to unrestricted acceleration of perception, he could see those hollow eyes trembling and struggling subtly, wanting to crawl out of the nightmare and return to reality.

But it was all too late.

The opponent before him could only feel the encroaching crisis and death inching closer in a daze, struggling in vainly hopeless despair, ultimately powerless to accept destruction...

Or?

Like an illusion, something changed.

In the solidified time, those eyes that should be hollow suddenly revealed sharp and deep insight, as if suddenly waking from a feigned sleep and looking at the opponent just inches away.

Like a greeting.

Hello!

Even though that fatal black needle had already reached the front, less than an inch away, lacking merely a fraction.

The Dust Annihilation Needle, abruptly halted.

Ji Jue's hands, initially hanging by his sides, miraculously appeared in front of him, closed together like iron clamps, holding the close-range stab!

Caught it?!

It's just like a joke, a nightmare, the demented ravings of a madman and the dream mutterings of a drunkard.

So bizarre.

In this brief moment where even milliseconds seemed as long as years, those hands that appeared out of thin air unmistakably blocked the Dust Annihilation Needle's path, ten fingers closing together without reason, clutching the needle which constantly shifted between illusion and reality!

Like a falling star being obstructed by a wisp of cloud.

Completely unreasonable!

Not to mention hands, even the Ruins at the top of the Transcend couldn't use its Static Zone to barely block this strike.

A day and night's buildup and wait, every minute and second endured with tranquility and lurking, the power erupting now far exceeded any physical measure, its artistry reaching such heights, reality finds it hard to explain.

And now, a strike that should have decimated life spirits completely was caught in the grasp of these hands.

Suddenly, Schelbach felt an inexplicable fatigue and faint wear, it was like... exhaustion?

An instinctive déjà vu.

So familiar.

Such a strike seemed familiar, as if seen, felt, perhaps... happened somewhere before!

Even if it merely existed in Ji Jue's perception, the interference from the Circle Realm had already been captured by Schelbach's instincts!

Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times... those hands unfolded, infinite possibilities suddenly emerged, as the ten fingers intertwined, the probability that was almost non-existent became reality.

It was those hands!

He suddenly realized, his contracted pupils reflecting a cold light: In the intelligence from the Desert Market, even able to touch upon the rationale of the Craftsman Grandmaster Bei Gong, the Circle Realm·Non-Attack!

No, the issue isn't just Non-Attack, the importance isn't even the Circle Realm.

He's already keenly aware of the problem.

— Ji Jue himself!

From the very beginning, the other party was not affected by the Curse Mirror!

Is there some Heavenly Artisan hidden in the soul protecting perception? But that's not possible, as everything spiritual should be frozen under the Curse Mirror's reflection, or it wouldn't be this precious, would it?

So what is it?

He couldn't think clearly, what's hidden there.

That's why he loathed the craftsman.

Bloody troublesome!

Indeed, Schelbach wasn't wrong; under the Curse Mirror's reflection, when the Absolute Abyss shadow appeared, even Chun Jun hidden within Ji Jue's soul didn't have the chance to react...

Because, there was no need!

I was wondering, ah, it's the Absolute Abyss, then it's fine, already seen it countless times!

Even the abyss casting its gaze doesn't bother with him.

You're here? You're here again? Why do you always come? Coming empty-handed again? Not bothering with any social etiquette?