Transmigrating Into a Fantasy World: Signing in During Pregnancy, Reaching the Summit with My Childhood Sweetheart

141: Chapter 141: Dual-Line Advance and the Lament of the Source HeartThe heart of the underground forge had completely transformed into the Core of a destructive storm.

Dozens of edict Puppets with crimson eyes, like mad dogs scenting blood, ignored the constantly exploding energy conduits and splashing lava, fearlessly charging from all directions toward Nangong Xuan at the center of the lake platform. Their arms morphed into sharp energy blades, heavy shock hammers, and entangling energy nets, weaving together into an inescapable web of death.

And those three dark-gold edict sentinels were like three icy golden lightning bolts, arriving later yet striking first. Their massive energy blades tore through the chaotic energy currents, carrying a sharpness keen enough to sever the souls of Golden Core Cultivators, sealing off all of Nangong Xuan’s avenues of escape.

Facing this certain-kill situation, not a trace of fear showed in Nangong Xuan’s eyes, only absolute calm and stillness. The Nirvana Dao Rhyme surged within him in an unprecedented manner. His senses were heightened to their limit, and everything around him seemed to slow down—the sparks flying from explosions, the stiff trajectories of the Puppets’ assaults, the subtle arcs of the descending energy blades, and the minute nodes of each conflict and eruption between the two terrifying energies within the dark-red crystal beneath his feet... He moved.

His body did not retreat or block in a straight line. Instead, within a confined space, he performed a nearly twisted, paradoxical micro-shift. Like a fallen leaf drifting on turbulent waters, he always, at the last possible moment, evaded the deadliest attacks by a hair’s breadth.

An energy blade slashed down past the tip of his nose, gouging a deep scar into the platform floor; an energy net brushed against his back as it descended, missing and erupting in a shower of electric sparks; several metal claws tore through the afterimage he left behind... His footwork did not rely on speed, but on the Nirvana Dao Rhyme’s prediction and interference with ”trajectories” and ”endpoints.” With each dodge, his fingertips would release an imperceptible wisp of Impermanence Finger Force, not attacking the Puppets themselves, but precisely striking the nodes of their energy flow or the ”gaps” in the air where energy attacks conflicted and were at their weakest!

*Ssss—!*

The movements of the Puppets at the forefront abruptly hit an extremely subtle hitch and deviation. Their attack trajectories involuntarily shifted, even colliding with each other, causing a small patch of chaos.

And facing the three most threatening dark-gold sentinels, Nangong Xuan’s choice was even more astonishing. Instead of retreating, he Advanced, actually moving toward one of the descending massive energy blades! At the instant before being cleaved, his body twisted at an impossible angle. The Impermanence Finger Force was not aimed at the energy blade, but at the tiny gap between the sentinel’s energy Core and its arm—a gap where defense dropped to its lowest due to the momentary energy overload from its full-force attack!

Simultaneously, his footwork shifted, cleverly using the energy blade slashing from another sentinel as cover, forcing the attack path of the third sentinel to be blocked by its companion!

*Hum!*

The struck dark-gold sentinel’s arm violently trembled. The trajectory of its descending energy blade skewed, almost grazing Nangong Xuan’s body before heavily chopping into the platform floor, causing a violent tremor. Nangong Xuan, using the recoil force from the impact, slipped out like a swimming fish, instantly escaping the encirclement of the three!

His fighting style was no longer a direct clash of force, but an application of the Nirvana Dao Rhyme’s characteristics of ”all things returning to ruin” and ”annihilating existence” to the most extreme, minute level. He was performing a supremely intricate ”dismantling” and ”guiding,” dancing a perilous dance of death within the storm of destruction!

But the majority of his focus remained continuously directed, constantly channeling the Nirvana Dao Rhyme into the violently shaking dark-red crystal beneath his feet, engaging in a perilous, long-distance struggle with the will of the great edict!