nyslfriends Chapter 1698 The Cauldron Shatters, The Final Battle!
Chapter 1698 The Cauldron Shatters, The Final Battle!
'Soon!'
You old man who moved the island!
Your death is imminent!
Once I tear open this tortoise shell, I will grind you to dust and condemn your soul to eternal damnation in purgatory!
The roar in his heart was like the beating of war drums, and the giant's offensive became even more ferocious, with each punch carrying a shrill shriek that tore through space!
Outside the formation, above the long river of laws.
Venerable Island Moving clearly felt the violent tremors coming from the array's core!
And inside the four 'Desolate Cauldrons', the radiance representing the origin of blood and evil was dimming at a heart-stopping speed!
His heart sank to the bottom of an icy valley.
An unprecedented sense of heaviness, like a mountain of immense weight pressing down on us!
He seemed to already see the scene of destruction as the killing god broke free of his cage after the great formation shattered, crushing down with boundless hatred!
"Humph!"
A cold snort, filled with endless determination and ruthlessness, burst forth from the mouth of the Island-Moving Venerable, like ice shattering!
That initial surprise and doubt completely transformed into a frenzy of mutual destruction!
Since the "Four Great Formations" couldn't wear you down...
Then…
Once the decision was made, there was no more hesitation!
The Island-Moving Venerable suddenly raised both hands, his ten fingers changing wildly at a speed beyond the limit!
Countless ancient hand seals, profound enough to evoke mournful cries from the void, bloomed, vanished, and reformed between his fingers like phantoms!
Each hand seal cast caused the 'Desolate Cauldron' suppressing from all sides to hum under its strain.
The ancient runes on the cauldron, which had been dormant, suddenly lit up with an eerie blood-red light, like a fuse that had been lit, growing brighter and brighter, more and more dazzling!
“Buzz——
hold head high--
Clang—! ! !
The four tripods trembled together!
It emitted a deafening wail, as if it came from the ancient wilderness!
The crimson net that covered the heavens and the earth suddenly burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling light!
Its light flickered uncertainly, like the final gasp of a dying beast!
A destructive wave, powerful enough to shake down the stars and collapse the endless void, erupted from within the blood-red net of heaven like a volcano that had been accumulating for billions of years!
This destructive torrent has not yet been unleashed, but the mere aura it exudes is enough to shatter the space into pieces, like fragile glass!
Time itself seemed to freeze and distort before this force!
The Island-Moving Venerable stood above the River of Laws, his robes fluttering in the wind, his face as pale as paper, and a trace of shocking golden blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Obviously,
Forcing him to unleash this ultimate move would also be a huge burden.
But his gaze was icy cold, fixed intently on the crimson giant in the formation whose attack had faltered due to the sudden upheaval.
It was as if they wanted to imprint the other person's image deep into their soul.
Then.
A word that is resolute and carries the implication of endless destruction.
Like the final judgment, a deafening roar tore through the void:
"To me..."
"burst!!!"
Boom——!
A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart, ripped the entire sky apart!
Standing majestically in the void, like an ancient divine mountain, the 'Desolate Cauldron' was brought to life by the Island-Moving Venerable's flick of his finger.
A destructive wave suddenly erupted, sending chills down one's spine!
The ancient and heavy cauldron trembled violently, emitting a sharp buzzing sound that pierced eardrums and tore at the soul.
It seemed to be bearing an unbearable burden of world-destroying power!
The next moment, the four giant cauldrons transformed into four crimson meteors burning with deathly flames, carrying a terrifying power capable of shattering the void, and fiercely hurtled towards the enormous blood net that covered the heavens and earth below—
The core of the Four Great Formations has fallen!
It all happened so fast! So fast it was like lightning, so fast it felt like time itself was compressed!
The High Priest of the Purgatory Clan, trapped in the Blood Net Cage, didn't even catch a glimpse of the impending danger.
He felt the sky above him suddenly darken, and an aura of annihilation powerful enough to bring down gods and demons descended upon him!
boom!
Boom boom boom——! ! !
Four "meteors" crashed into the central area of the blood-red sky net!
In an instant, the incomparably violent energy erupted like billions of volcanoes at the same time!
The blinding crimson light devoured everything in sight, transforming into a boundless, churning, and roaring sea of destruction!
The terrifying shockwave, like a tangible raging torrent, swept wildly in all directions with unstoppable force.
Wherever it passed, space shattered.
Like fragile glass, it groaned under the unbearable burden!
The deafening explosion drowned out all other sounds, creating a sonic boom that destroyed the world.
At the very core of this sonic boom, powerful enough to tear the heavens apart, a brief, agonizing scream filled with unbelievable pain and rage suddenly rang out:
"what--!"
The voice of the high priest!
But this scream, compared to the world-destroying roar, was as insignificant as the last ember of a candle flickering in the wind.
It was instantly swallowed up and annihilated.
If it weren't for Cheng Buzheng, who was "observing," and Yu Twelve, who was spying through a secret technique—both of whom had once stood at the pinnacle of power and possessed extremely keen senses—…
Almost no one could detect a single note of despair amidst this symphony of destruction.
Inside the void interlayer.
Cheng Buzheng's pupils suddenly contracted!
Even though he was used to seeing great storms, he was still startled by the sudden and earth-shattering explosion.
He only snapped back to reality when the agonizing scream, torn apart by the explosion, reached his ears!
"It was the self-destructive tactic of the Island-Moving Venerable!"
Cheng Buzheng's eyes narrowed as he instantly recognized the familiar scene of destruction—
This is the very trump card that Venerable Island Moving used when he fought desperately against the Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory!
"They even used it on the high priest?"
"They're quite willing to spend!"
His heart leaped into his throat, his eyes flashing like lightning, piercing through the void barrier before him and piercing the sea of crimson energy that was still boiling, roaring, and radiating endless destructive power.
The power of the 'Desolate Cauldron's' self-destruction was far beyond the ordinary!
High Priest, are you still alive?
Cheng Buzheng's mind raced.
He desperately hoped that the high priest could survive this ordeal!
Only if this ancient and formidable enemy lives can the battle against the Island-Moving Venerable continue.
Even if the final outcome is not necessarily mutual destruction, as long as the strength of both sides is further weakened, it will be a huge benefit for him.
The serious injury or even death of either side will greatly increase his chances of seizing that earth-shattering opportunity in this perilous game!
Just as he held his breath, trying to discern the High Priest's presence from the chaotic and turbulent energy currents...
A sudden change occurred!
From the depths of that devastated sea of crimson light, an even more powerful, ancient, and savage aura suddenly erupted!
A terrifying, colossal hand, covered in dark red scales, as large as a mountain, and bulging with muscles, violently tore apart the surging energy tide.
Like a giant pillar supporting the sky, it suddenly emerged!
Dark red light flowed across his palm, carrying a primal power that could annihilate all laws and shatter the universe!
"really!
Such a person cannot be so easily suppressed and killed!
Cheng Buzheng was startled, and then an indescribable joy welled up within him.
Then,
With a deep, earth-shattering roar that shook the entire world, the towering, blood-red demon god's body—
[Blood God True Body]!
It actually broke through the boiling sea of blood-red light!
The giant stood majestically, like a demonic mountain that had existed since time immemorial, yet its surroundings originally exuded a boundless aura as turbulent as magma and as violent as a galaxy.
At this moment, however, it has clearly receded by a large margin, just like the tide!
Although outwardly he appeared unharmed, without any missing limbs or broken legs, the sudden, waning energy, like a extinguished star, clearly revealed:
In order to withstand the world-destroying power of the four cauldrons exploding, this high priest of the Purgatory Clan paid an unimaginable price!
"cough!
Cough cough cough!
The high priest, now in the form of a giant, coughed violently a few times. His dark golden vertical pupils seemed to flow with molten hell as his gaze was fixed on the distant Island-Moving Venerable.
Deep within those eyes was an overwhelming hatred, and a cold, condescending mockery, as if looking down on ants.
"Move the island!"
A thunderous roar shook the shattered void, containing boundless contempt.
"Is this all the useless tricks you've been hiding?"
If your skills stop here, when I later grant you the privilege of having your soul annihilated, don't complain that I didn't give you ants a chance to struggle!
The terrifying sound waves were like tangible thunder and lightning, rolling across the void and shaking one's very soul.
however--
The words have not yet been spoken!
The high priest, who seemed to be recovering from his injuries and speaking sarcastically, suddenly had a fierce glint in his eyes that surged to its peak!
He didn't pause at all; his enormous demonic body unleashed a terrifying speed that was completely contrary to his warning!
Nothing fancy!
The giant fist was clenched, its surface wreathed in a thick, viscous power that seemed capable of annihilating everything.
That was the ultimate manifestation of the power of laws, like the primordial hammer that split the heavens and the earth, crashing down on the Island-Moving Venerable without any warning!
Wherever the fist struck, the space collapsed layer by layer like fragile thin ice!
A pure will to destroy has locked onto the island, determined to crush him and his treasures into cosmic dust!
"Humph!
"You old scoundrel! Through the ages, your tricks of sneak attacks and breaking your promises haven't changed a bit!"
Faced with this sneak attack that was powerful enough to destroy a galaxy, Venerable Island Moving showed no panic on his face. Instead, he revealed a cold, predictable sneer!
"pity--
This person is no longer the ignorant fool of yesteryear!
I've been waiting for you for ages!
As he spoke, Venerable Island Moving suddenly stomped his foot on the void!
Crash-! ! !
That long, dark blue river that once flowed beneath our feet—
The Wanxiang Qingyuan River seems to have come to life in an instant!
The calm and gentle river water instantly transformed into a raging torrent, roaring and surging!
The primordial laws, radiating immense power, surged wildly, instantly constructing a magnificent river curtain spanning heaven and earth before the Island-Moving Venerable, flowing with dreamlike spatial and temporal ripples!
Boom——! ! !
The giant fist, imbued with the High Priest's boundless hatred and the mighty power of the laws, slammed solidly into the surging river curtain!
In that instant, it was as if two stars had collided!
A terrifying energy shockwave, powerful enough to instantly obliterate an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, exploded outwards, sending fragments of the laws flying everywhere!
However, the seemingly delicate blue river curtain displayed terrifying resilience at the level of a supreme spiritual treasure!
The river curtain rippled and twisted violently!
Like an elastic membrane that withstands immense force, it subtly dissipates and diverts that devastating impact layer by layer in a mysterious way...
Ultimately, it was submerged in the depths of the surging river!
After the violent energy storm...
The azure river curtain only fluctuated violently for a moment before quickly condensing and flowing again, returning to its seemingly calm state, steadily guarding the Island-Moving Venerable, unmoved!
"Humph!"
A fleeting hint of seriousness flashed in the high priest's enormous eyes, but his expression remained one of ruthless control.
"Old man who moved the island, he's just taking a few more breaths while leaning against his tortoise shell!"
"I admit that this [Myriad Manifestations Clear Source River] truly lives up to its reputation as an array artifact even more precious than a supreme spiritual treasure; it is indeed impossible to break it in a short time by brute force."
His massive head was slightly raised, and his voice was like a chilling wind from hell:
But don't forget!
Activating such a treasure consumes far more than the negligible amount of mana in your dantian!
Rather, it is the very essence of your laws!
The high priest's voice suddenly rose, carrying a cruel, mocking tone, like a cat playing with a mouse:
"I'd like to see how long your fragile 'foundation' can hold on!"
When your very essence is exhausted, when your life force is depleted and your life force is exhausted, that will be the day I personally crush your tortoise shell and extract your soul to light my lamp!
His intentions were laid bare—
If you can't break the turtle shell, then exhaust the power source that drives the turtle shell!
He intends to wear down the Island-Moving Venerable to death!
Upon hearing this, Venerable One of the Island Moving felt a sudden sinking feeling in his heart.
The high priest's words were like a cold, poisonous thorn, piercing his deepest anxieties.
He tried his best to suppress the barely suppressed panic and forced himself to analyze the situation calmly.
"That old thief is right. Activating the Myriad Manifestations Pure Source River consumes a huge amount of vital energy. But..."
The image of the High Priest's aura plummeting after he withstood the self-destruction of the Desolate Cauldron flashed rapidly through his mind.
"He used this secret technique to forcibly advance to the Void Refinement Realm, and the price he paid must have been equally enormous!"
It's by no means without limitations!
Otherwise, its aura wouldn't have dropped so much after that devastating attack on the great formation!
This thought acted like a stabilizing force, calming his panicked mind somewhat.
"right!
He's also putting on a brave face!
He pretended to be relaxed, but his real intention was to shake my resolve, throw me into chaos, and prematurely exhaust my life force!
Such a trivial trick, how could it possibly fool me?
The more the Venerable One of Moving Islands thought about it, the more resolute his belief became:
"drag!
We must drag this out!
Time is on my side!
As long as we can hold out until the expiration of his secret technique... this unparalleled opportunity will ultimately belong to the original owner!
Having solidified his resolve, the Island-Moving Master's tactics became increasingly conservative.
Don’t seek merit, but seek no faults.
He devoted most of his attention to maintaining the defense of the [Myriad Manifestations Clear Source River], only occasionally using his exquisite supernatural powers to restrain it, never engaging the High Priest in a direct confrontation.
All of a sudden!
The battlefield has fallen into a strange stalemate.
A high priest with ferocious power and absolute dominance.
Like a berserker wielding a giant hammer, each attack was earth-shattering, causing the blue river curtain to tremble violently, yet it could never defeat it in one fell swoop.
Meanwhile, the Island-Moving Venerable One, hiding behind the river curtain...
Like a reef in a storm, it seems precarious, yet it is incredibly resilient and firmly holds onto the last line of defense.
The high priest launched a seemingly furious attack, his massive fists crashing down like a storm, causing the long river to roar incessantly.
But deep within his dark golden vertical pupils...
Yet, a barely perceptible glint of triumph flashed within it.
...(End of this chapter)