I stood quietly on the altar, allowing the crowd's gaze to scrutinize me without fear in my heart. Slowly, I lifted my head and met You Ying's triumphant expression with a cold smile playing at the corners of my mouth.
Just when everyone thought I would be completely trampled under You Ying's foot, I suddenly extended my hands, palms facing upward. A faint golden light began to rise from within me. At first, this golden light flickered like a dying star, appearing weak and unstable. But in an instant, it surged like a tidal wave, soaring into the sky.
The sky transformed dramatically; dark clouds gathered, and a fierce wind howled. A massive Purple Phoenix silhouette flickered in the clouds, its form grand and majestic, each feather shimmering with a mysterious purple glow. As the Immortal Phoenix silhouette became clearer, a powerful pressure swept down from the heavens, enveloping the entire square.
The crowd was stunned by this sudden turn of events, their eyes filled with shock and awe as they gazed at the Immortal Phoenix silhouette in the sky. The sect leader and Jun Lin also stood up from their seats, their eyes wide and mouths agape as if witnessing an incredible miracle.
I coldly regarded You Ying, my eyes glinting with icy light. "Now, do you still dare to say I am not an immortal?" My voice was cool and resolute, piercing like a sword straight to You Ying's heart.
You Ying's face turned pale as paper; he looked up at the Immortal Phoenix silhouette in terror, his body trembling involuntarily. His eyes were filled with fear and despair as if he could see his own doom approaching. "N-no... it's impossible! How could you..." he stammered, his voice shaking like leaves in the wind.
The purple light grew increasingly radiant, enveloping me entirely. The light burned like flames upon my body, a scorching aura bursting forth from me. I could feel the power within me awakening continuously, a mighty energy surging through my veins like a raging river.
"You Ying, your performance is over," I said coldly. As I spoke, flames erupted around me; they danced joyfully like purple spirits, consuming the mortal disguise that bound me inch by inch.
As the flames burned away, my mortal disguise gradually dissipated to reveal the dazzling Purple Immortal Feather beneath. Each feather appeared to be carved from the purest purple crystal, radiating an enchanting luster.
The purple light flowed around me, gradually coalescing into a massive Purple Light Cocoon. The cocoon slowly rose, its brilliance shooting skyward and piercing through the clouds. The light illuminated the entire Immortal Sect, transforming night into day.
Gasps of astonishment erupted from the crowd as they recoiled in fear and curiosity. Some timid disciples even collapsed to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.
The Immortal Phoenix silhouette circled in the air, emitting a crisp yet commanding cry. That sound resonated through heaven and earth like a great bell, as if announcing my return to all. I slowly spread my wings; the true form of the massive Purple Phoenix, known as Rebirth Through Fire, descended like a deity from ancient mythology.
Flames raged down like a waterfall, enveloping me completely. In that inferno, I shone like a brilliant pearl, radiating endless light. My eyes sparkled with golden brilliance—intense as the sun yet deep as stars. I quietly embraced this unprecedented power within me; it filled me with immense confidence and determination.
I knew that at this moment, I was no longer Ling Yao, someone who had been bullied and slandered. I was an immortal with pure Immortal roots, a messenger tasked with protecting the Immortal Sect and upholding The Right Path.
I slowly opened my eyes; an overwhelming pressure emanated from me as it spread outward. Under this pressure, everyone involuntarily knelt down before me, their faces filled with reverence and adoration.
"This is the protector of the Immortal Sect..." one disciple murmured in disbelief, his eyes shimmering with incredulity as if caught in a dream.
As the flames gradually subsided, I stood resplendent in my magnificent Purple Celestial Robe at the center of the square. My beauty was ethereal—like a fairy descended from heaven—with an air of majesty and nobility about me. I slightly raised my chin and fixed my icy gaze on You Ying.
At that moment, You Ying was already terrified to the point of collapse; his face was as pale as paper, his lips trembling but unable to utter a word. He stared at the Purple Phoenix silhouette behind me with horror while his body shook violently.
I gently waved my wings; a breeze brushed past but felt like a blade slicing across You Ying's face. "You spread rumors and framed me just to seize the identity of Celestial Gate Genius, didn't you? Did you think your actions could go unnoticed?" My voice was cold and resolute; each word struck like a sharp sword aimed directly at You Ying's soul.
You Ying desperately shook his head; his eyes were filled with fear and despair. "I... I didn't..." His voice was barely audible—a faint buzz like that of an insect.
"Is that so?" I scoffed lightly and turned to look at the sect leader. "Sect Leader, do you also believe his words?" My gaze was piercing as it locked onto him as if trying to penetrate his very soul.
The sect leader's expression shifted between uncertainty and contemplation; complex emotions swirled within his eyes—shock, doubt, and even a hint of guilt. He looked at me then back at You Ying, but ultimately remained silent.
An elder trembled as he stepped forward, pointing at You Ying and asking, “You Ying, is what Ling Yao said true?” His voice quivered slightly, yet it was filled with authority.
You Ying opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but found he had no words. In that moment, his lies shattered like bubbles, and all his disguises were ruthlessly stripped away by me.
“Do you remember how you framed me and stole my Immortal Form?” I pressed on, my tone as cold as ice.
You Ying's face turned even paler; his lips trembled, yet he could not utter a single word. He tried to avoid my gaze but realized he was frozen in place, as if an invisible force had pinned him down.
“What do you have to say now?” I continued to stare at You Ying. “Did you think you hid it well? Did you think no one knew? Your carefully woven schemes are nothing but dust before the truth.”
I snorted coldly and spread my wings, soaring into the air. “Did you think your disguise was convincing? Did you think you could replace me and become the Celestial Gate Genius? Dream on!” My voice echoed throughout the square, each word filled with power and determination.
Some disciples who had originally supported You Ying began to waver. They looked at You Ying’s terrified expression and then at the powerful aura emanating from me, their hearts filled with doubt and confusion. They started to whisper among themselves, their trust in You Ying beginning to crumble.
“I... I...” You Ying stammered, his eyes darting around as he sought a glimmer of escape.
I took a deep breath and continued, “You Ying spread rumors and framed me to seize the identity of Celestial Gate Genius! He is the one with impure bloodline!”
I raised my hand, and a beam of purple light shot into the sky. The light served as a signal, shattering the tranquility of the heavens.
You Ying’s face grew even paler; he instinctively took a step back but found there was nowhere left to retreat. “W-what do you want to say?” He forced himself to sound calm, but his voice trembled even more violently, as if he might collapse at any moment.
I extended my hand and pointed at You Ying. “You, You Ying, are not a celestial being.” My voice thundered in his ears, pressing down on him until he could barely breathe.
“I am the true Celestial Gate Genius! I am destined by fate!” I declared loudly, my voice resonating throughout the square, each word imbued with unwavering belief and resolute determination.
At that moment, the entire square fell silent; all eyes were focused on me. They awaited my next move, anticipating the final revelation of the truth.
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