đź“– Chapter 1249 - Arrival!
The giant hand seemed to hold the entire sky in its palm!
Supreme might radiated from the hand, containing an incomparably forceful Dao. It was the Dao of Strength, which focused on the extremes of physical might. It seemed capable of crushing anything and everything.
The bone blade that Bone Emperor had transformed into was the first to make contact with the hand. In an instant, the blade began trembling violently, and cracks spread all over it.
Fortunately, the Buried Spirit Tree also arrived at this moment, bringing with it innumerable runes and corpses. Together with the tree itself, they slammed into the hand with full force.
A deafening boom echoed out, and the innumerable runes directly disintegrated. The corpses also screeched and turned to ash, and even the Buried Spirit Tree itself seemed on the verge of collapse.
Obviously, Bone Emperor and Buried Spirit alone couldn’t hurt Master Never-Ending’s giant hand at all. However, they weren’t the only two who had unleashed their trump cards. Following almost immediately behind them was Nether Saint, who had transformed into endless violet threads. Rather than striking the hand directly, the violet threads selected a single finger to entangle. In an instant, the finger entangled by Nether Saint began to blacken with corrosion.
At this moment, under the joint efforts of the Underworld Sect’s three Universe Realm cultivators, Master Never-Ending’s world-shaking hand finally slowed slightly.
As rumbling continued to sound out, Patriarch Seven Spirits arrived, wielding his giant cudgel and with his dozens of silhouettes in tow. A loud boom rang out as he swung his cudgel, slamming into the finger that was entangled by Nether Saint.
The dozens of silhouettes behind him also moved, their cultivation bases erupting as all of them unleashed their ultimate attacks. At this moment, it was clear just how powerful Patriarch Seven Spirits was. With his strength alone, he managed to bring Master Never-Ending’s hand to a halt.
Although Patriarch Seven Spirits was shaking violently and cracking sounds were spreading from his entire body… still, Master Never-Ending’s hand couldn’t push forward at all. The index finger that was entangled by the violet threads was visibly trembling, and the corrosion at the parts directly touching the threads was very obvious. There were also the attacks from Patriarch Seven Spirits’ previous lives, which caused the finger to bend. In fact, it even seemed like it was about to break.
And things weren’t over yet. In the next moment… Mystic Blossom, who had seemed quiet until now, suddenly roared and transformed into a black lotus.
As soon as it appeared, the lotus withered and turned into poison that shot straight for the hand’s bound index finger. It immediately seeped into the finger, causing the corrosion to grow even more serious.
All of this happened in an instant. Almost right after Mystic Blossom attacked, Wang Baole also roared. His enhanced Sundered Night had not yet dissipated, and at this moment, the sun rose completely into the sky. Endless radiance burst forth, turning into a sea of light that shook the heavens. This light brought with it the power to dispel all darkness as it flooded toward Master Never-Ending’s hand.
Right now, the light of Wang Baole’s Sundered Night was far more dazzling than ever before.
Looking from a distance, the dazzling sea of light seemed to surpass the brightest stars, containing a brilliance that could purify and cleanse all of creation. Surging forth with overwhelming, it instantly collided with the giant hand.
At this moment, a deafening boom rippled throughout the entire starry sky. Countless stars quaked, and innumerable living beings trembled. In many places, the starry sky itself cracked apart. It was as if the end of the world had arrived.
This was even more true for the battlefield, which was the source of all of this. Master Never-Ending’s hand suddenly trembled, and even began turning transparent, as if it were being purified. But at that moment, Master Never-Ending suddenly let out a cold snort, and his hand violently clenched!
With this movement, the entire starry sky shook, and terrifying rumbles reverberated in all directions. An unprecedented spatial collapse began at the battlefield location. Wang Baole instantly coughed up blood and trembled violently. He felt an overwhelming force coming from in front of him, sweeping through his body and extinguishing his vitality. Under this powerful force, he retreated uncontrollably, continuously spewing blood. Although he coughed up blood three times in a row, at this critical moment, he unleashed the power of his duplicated Metal Dao.
With the principle of metal birthing water, his suppressed water seed finally became active. In turn, his wood seed flooded his body with vitality, constantly repairing the injuries caused by the force sweeping through him. Little by little, the destructive force wreaking havoc in his body slowly dissipated.
Meanwhile, Patriarch Seven Spirits was in a far worse state. He had been sent flying like a kite with a broken string, coughing up blood seven or eight times in a row. His cudgel had long disintegrated, but as a patriarch who had cultivated for countless years over numerous lives, he had his own specialities.
Although his injuries were extremely serious and his vitality was all but extinguished, his eyes flashed with a ruthless light as he lifted his hand. Pointing his finger at the center of his brows, he suddenly swept downward, and his body split in two.
But from within the split body came another self, leaping out as if taking off a set of clothes. Moreover, this Patriarch Seven Spirits was markedly younger, and although he was injured, the injuries weren’t so serious.
Although this method was different from Wang Baole, the outcome was more or less the same. Both of them had kept their injuries to a tolerable level and could still continue to fight.
However… the Universe Realm trio from the Underworld Sect obviously didn’t have such means. The bone blade that Bone Emperor had turned into completely shattered, and although it reformed into Bone Emperor’s body a moment later, he only lasted a few breaths. Shaking his head slightly and glancing to the heavens with a complicated expression, he closed his eyes, and… his body collapsed again and disappeared from the starry sky.
A Universe Realm cultivator had perished!
Next was Buried Spirit. All the runes disintegrated and the corpses were reduced to ash. Innumerable cracks covered the Buried Spirit Tree, and it couldn’t even return to human form. With the reverberation of a bitter sigh, it shattered into nothingness.
Only Nether Saint managed to survive. Although most of the violet threads snapped, a few managed to escape and fuse back into his figure. Nevertheless, his eyes were filled with complicated feelings, and he was completely silent.
In comparison to these three, Mystic Blossom had better luck. In the moment of crisis, Wang Baole had swept him up with a sleeve, only now releasing him. Although he hadn’t escaped serious injuries, he was still alive. But as he stared at Master Never-Ending, his gaze was full of terror.
Too powerful!
One person alone had used just a single hand against the six of them, killing two and heavily wounding the rest. However… all of this didn’t come without a cost.
The gigantic hand of strength disappeared, and Master Never-Ending’s right sleeve partially burned away. Furthermore, his right index finger… was gone!
Although no blood flowed out, it had obviously been cut off, and judging by the frown on Master Never-Ending’s face as he glanced down, it seemed that he couldn’t restore it. Lifting his head, his eyes flickered with a profound light as he looked at Wang Baole, Patriarch Seven Spirits, and Nether Saint.
“Power of the five elements, shedding via Dao Seed, poison from the Underworld…
“What a pity. If you all were a bit stronger, then perhaps I would have lost more than a single finger.” Master Never-Ending’s eyes were completely emotionless as he spoke. His foot rose, about to take a step forward, but at that moment… he retracted his leg and suddenly lifted his head to look at the starry sky.
"You finally came!"
The sound of tumbling waves echoed out as the Underworld River approached. A tall and straight figure was standing atop the water surface. His hair was long and he wore a black robe, and hanging at his side were a jar of wine and a wooden sword.
He was… Chen Qingzi!