"I understand now, this is the Nine Dragons Illusory Life Great Formation, and the person behind the scenes intends to use the power of the Mirage Dragon to turn fiction into reality, reviving the dead," Junior Brother Xiao said with an epiphany, finally recognizing the origins of the formation.

However, it was already too late, the Formation had already absorbed enough blood and souls to begin its activation.

Under the influence of the Blood of True Dragon, within the Blood Cocoon, it seemed as if a new life was being nurtured, what was constantly beating was his heart.

"What will happen next?" Dao Sansheng asked curiously.

"If my guess is correct, a Dragon Ball is needed. To reverse life and death and turn the unreal into reality, the Dragon Ball of a Mirage Dragon is essential; the core of this Formation involves the sacrifice of a Mirage Dragon."

"A Dragon Ball, I didn’t expect the Qionghua Sect to actually possess such an object," Lin Qingyun said with emotion.

Although the Dragon Clan may not seem powerful in the tale of ’Journey to the West,’ that is only a relative term. For the Human Clan’s Cultivation World, the power of a True Dragon is unquestionable.

Moreover, because of the existence of the Dragon Palace and the protectors of the Buddhist Sect, many members of the Dragon Clan have joined these two forces. This is why True Dragons who traverse the Three Realms alone are so few.

Furthermore, due to their small numbers, the Dragon Clan tends to be especially united. If someone were found to be deliberately slaughtering dragons, they would face the fury of the entire Dragon Tribe.

A Dragon Ball represents a deceased dragon.

"The Qionghua Sect, after all, was the sect that planned to ascend as a whole faction. It’s not surprising they have a Dragon Ball." Although Junior Brother Xiao said this, he couldn’t conceal the shock in his eyes.

Compared to the Qionghua Sect, the Qinglian Sword Sect seems rather shabby. However, the thought of such a mighty sect being easily crushed to dust by the gods above and thus perishing, sent chills down his spine and filled his heart with endless reverence for the Heavenly Court.

At that moment, a speck of radiance appeared in the void, a peculiar dragon made seemingly out of white mist roared toward the heavens, and at a certain place below its neck, a dazzling pearl emanated blinding light.

"The Dragon Ball has arrived!" the crowd exclaimed.

By now, they could do nothing; the pressure from the Formation left them completely immobile, and at this stage, they lacked the power to interrupt the Formation, so they could only watch these changes helplessly.

The Dragon Ball fell into the Blood Cocoon, and a dragon’s roar resounded through the void, deafening to the ears.

A young Mirage Dragon emerged from the cocoon, covered in bright red. Its tremendous dragon’s might instantly enveloped the entire ruins, and the Mirage Dragon was resurrected.

"Can a deceased True Dragon really be revived?" Dao Sansheng looked at the resurrected Mirage Dragon and voiced his doubt.

After all, life and death represent the greatest boundary in this world, and here was a creature that had seemingly breached this limit.

"The Mirage Dragon is a very special species within the Dragon Clan. Under certain conditions, it can indeed be brought back to life," Junior Brother Xiao explained softly.

Of course, the trade-off is that the combat power of a Mirage Dragon is the weakest among the Dragon Clan.

However, before the newly revived Mirage Dragon could celebrate its rebirth, nine stone pillars burst forth with a strange glow, turning into iron chains that enwrapped the Mirage Dragon. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The blood-red iron chains were etched with intricate runes, exuding a mysterious aura.

The Runes flickered intermittently. The Mirage Dragon felt its strength continuously draining away as an ancient chant began to echo from the sky—the sound of ancient sacrificial rituals.

The earliest beings used this method to offer their most precious prey to Heaven and Earth, in hopes of receiving the benevolence of Heaven and Earth.

And at this moment, the Mirage Dragon, a proud True Dragon, became the sacrifice in the ritual, gradually accepted by Heaven and Earth beneath the continuous chanting of the ceremony.

The runes on the nine pillars began to change, and a vast white mist enveloped the entire ruins, with countless figures seemingly appearing on this land.

That was the scene of the Qionghua Sect from the past, as if traversing through the barriers of time, it descended once more upon this land.

Watching the sudden appearance of these people, everyone felt as if they had traveled through time, witnessing once again the glory of that once-great sect.

"Is that!" Junior Brother Xiao suddenly pointed towards the distance and exclaimed.

Following the direction of his pointing finger, everyone saw two familiar figures, it was Zhao Yixue and the little Junior Brother who were following Lin Fang.

"Impossible, this is an ancient scene, how could they be there?"

"Could they have traveled through time?"

"Impossible, if the Qionghua Sect had that ability, they would not have been cast down to the Mortal World in the first place."

But as the Mirage Dragon was sacrificed, countless wronged spirits appeared on the land, each with a dazed expression as they walked towards the illusion of the Qionghua Sect disciples, instantly regaining lucidity.

"Is this, haven’t I already died?" The restored wronged spirits looked at their own bodies in disbelief, murmuring to themselves with surprise.

Their memories still paused at the moment they died.

However, at this moment, they were not truly revived yet. Although the soul and consciousness had merged, without a physical body they were like rootless weeds, unable to withstand any storm.

But soon, the surrounding vast blood qi began to fill their bodies, gradually giving them the breath of flesh and blood.

"Is this resurrection?"

Looking at the scene unfolding before them, the people from the Qinglian Sword Sect expressed their amazement. It was beyond their comprehension, not expecting that someone from the Mortal Realm could actually achieve this feat.

Reversing life and death, this is something that only existed in legends.

In the depths of the ruins, the Mysterious Person saw this scene and couldn’t help but tear up, collapsing to the ground, covering his face with his hands, and letting out soft sobs as the tears streamed down through his fingers and fell to the ground.

"So many years, so many years, it’s finally going to be successful." He muttered to himself, flashes of the past racing through his mind, those familiar people were finally coming back, and from now on, he wouldn’t have to live alone in this cold world anymore.

Pulling himself together, the Mysterious Person watched the unfolding illusion with excitement, eager to welcome the return of old friends.

The Qionghua Sect was destined to reemerge before the eyes of the world, rebuilding its former glory.

In the ruins, more and more blood qi flowed into the souls, a robust vitality gradually emanated from them.

As the people of the Qinglian Sword Sect marveled at the reversal of life and death, they also lamented the surging blood qi, wondering how many lives the person behind the scenes had sacrificed to amass so much.

When all the blood qi had entered the wronged spirits, those Qionghua Sect disciples who died many years ago welcomed their second chance at life. They looked at each other and then the tears started flowing, for they knew that their sect’s plan, years in the making, had failed and once the leading sect had vanished like smoke and clouds; now they could only choose to cling desperately to survival.