nyslfriends Chapter 1689 Shocking Change, Defection!
Chapter 1689 Shocking Change, Defection!
This threat is fraught with the implication of extinction...
It was like a cold steel needle piercing the Venerable One Who Moves Islands in the River of Clear Radiance.
however.
Lingering in the depths of the empty river, the figure of the Island-Moving Venerable remained motionless, not even lifting his eyelids.
In response to the threat from the Infernal Clan...
It was his hands that suddenly accelerated to the extreme, almost turning into a blurry halo of light as he made hand seals!
The River of Clear Radiance burst forth with unprecedented brilliance, and the density of lightning within the golden cage instantly doubled!
The thunder was deafening, as if the entire world was roaring!
"act recklessly!"
Within the crimson sun, the high priest, who had remained silent until now, finally uttered a chilling voice, a voice filled with the fury of being utterly disregarded.
"Since they are determined to die... then..."
"Crush them! Attack!!!"
"Follow orders!!"
"kill!!!"
The ferocious killing intent of dozens of top experts converged into a roar that shattered the void!
next moment,
That crimson sun, radiating world-destroying power, with a terrifying momentum capable of crushing everything, brutally tore through the space in front of it, like a fallen ancient ominous star, hurtling towards the core hub of the golden cage formation with earth-shattering might—
That area, flowing with clear and golden light, the [Celestial Origin Position], was incomparably violent...
It crashed into us!
Within the cage, where golden light surged...
The eyes of the Purgatory Clan's progenitor, which seemed to be forged from stars, were flashing with an irrepressible light of excitement.
His enormous body, composed of pure energy and ancient will, trembled slightly under the golden lightning, not from pain, but from the anticipation of his impending release.
"Once I am released from this cage..."
The progenitor's deep soliloquy reverberated within the torrent of energy, each syllable containing a hatred capable of scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.
"...We must crush that damned 'Zhou Tian Xing Dou Locking God Formation' of Langya inch by inch!"
Even those two races of ants will have their souls extracted and their spirits refined to release me from my ten thousand years of imprisonment!
In an instant.
The memory of being ambushed and suppressed by the old man Langya flashed through the mind of the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan.
It is as if the deepest shame is branded into His core essence.
If it weren't for that unparalleled array that covered the entire Forbidden Sea and drew upon the power of the stars, these "native" ants from the lower realm, whose highest level was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, would have been no match for them, no matter how numerous they were.
How could anyone shake His dominion over the entire universe?
When He thought of the bloody feast He would soon enjoy after His escape...
The aura of the Primordial Ancestor of the Purgatory Clan became scorching and violent, as if he could smell the wails of billions of living beings.
However, just as His vast divine consciousness was immersed in the blueprint for revenge,
They even began to simulate the instant they could tear apart the group of "rescuers" from the outside world—
"Um?!"
The progenitor's pupils, burning with golden flames, suddenly contracted to their maximum size!
It was as if I had witnessed the most impossible and blasphemous sight!
A sense of astonishment and disbelief, originating from the depths of his soul, was like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, instantly freezing his boiling thoughts.
His massive head even tilted slightly forward, staring intently at the suddenly shattered "blood-red sun" outside the cage, forgetting to even dodge the golden divine lightning of divine punishment that had gathered above his head and was powerful enough to tear apart the stars!
boom!
Boom boom boom——! ! !
A bolt of destructive golden lightning, as thick as a mountain, struck the ancestor's energy-formed divine body squarely, causing a violent energy explosion.
The protective divine light flowing around His body was torn apart, leaving deep ravines that revealed His "origin," and the violent shockwave caused the entire golden cage to hum incessantly.
This excruciating pain forcibly pulled Him back from that extreme shock.
The shock receded like a tide, replaced by a raging inferno powerful enough to incinerate the stars!
"He...he dares?!"
The progenitor's voice was no longer a whisper, but a roar like billions of volcanoes erupting simultaneously, causing the golden ripples outside the cage to distort violently.
"Mere slaves!"
How dare you... how dare you blaspheme me like this!
Betrayed me!
The golden flames in His eyes completely transformed into a world-burning crimson, staring intently at the "proud sun" that fell like a meteor, only to suddenly crack halfway down, revealing a bloody inferno within.
That sight humiliated and enraged Him more than any form of torture.
The Purgatory race, whom He regarded as tools and food, was actually sacrificed as a slave!
This stands in stark contrast to the progenitor's heaven-burning rage...
The Island-Moving Venerable, who had been observing everything from the core of the Void River [Wanxiang Qingyuan River], couldn't help but smile, forming an extremely pleased and greedy arc.
His eyes gleamed as he stared intently at the split blood-red sun, muttering to himself with absolute certainty and ecstasy:
"Ha ha!
Become!
It worked!
His hearty, triumphant laughter echoed unrestrainedly throughout the river's central space, which he controlled.
The shock caused the surrounding river water to ripple with joy.
"The Daoist has been trapped in this realm for thousands of years, and today! The opportunity to ascend has finally appeared!"
The very essence of the Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory is sufficient to forge the ladder to ascension for this being!
this moment.
He seemed to see the gate to the spirit world open to him.
In stark contrast to the island-moving lord's ecstatic joy was the despairing purgatory within the crimson sun!
Within the shattered core area of the battle formation, a group of divine messengers and priests, who were just a moment ago struggling to gather enough power to shake the Primordial Cage, were suddenly bound tightly by blood-red chains!
These chains, like living venomous snakes, ignored the protective divine light and robes, cutting directly into their flesh and even their souls!
The runes flowing on the surface of the chains were not ordinary runes, but complex and ancient Daoist scripts that exuded a chilling aura!
They shimmered with a blood-red light, each flicker causing the void to tremble, emanating a law-like fluctuation that transcends all laws in the world and originates from the very source of the universe!
This is a power that a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot withstand; it is a higher level of shackles!
"High Priest!"
When...when did you tamper with the [Godslaying Array]?
Why were we completely unaware?!
An elderly priest with white hair, his eyes blazing with fury, tried to activate the secret treasure to sever the chains, only to find that his magical power was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, being frantically devoured by the blood-red Daoist script.
"High Priest!"
Don't forget that our ancestors are still alive!
Once the progenitor is freed, your act of betrayal will surely result in you suffering the torment of being devoured by countless ants and never being able to be reborn!
Another divine messenger, with a ferocious expression, roared fiercely, attempting to intimidate the opponent with the prestige of the progenitor.
"High Priest!"
Why did you betray us?!
Could any human or demon race offer a better promise than our progenitor leading us to ascension?!
Those with cunning schemes may try to sway the other party with offers of benefits.
The Great God Envoy, who was bound by the thickest and most densely inscribed chains, had a face so gloomy it could drip water.
He forcefully suppressed the churning blood and the excruciating pain tearing at his soul, staring intently at the figure in the center of the formation, his voice icy and piercing:
"High Priest!"
For thousands of years we have worked together, sharing the same kinship and the bond of fellow practitioners!
"If you stop now and release your restraints, I swear on my Dao heart that I will do everything in my power to plead for you before the Ancestor and ensure your life is safe!"
This was the biggest promise he could make in this desperate situation.
Faced with questions, threats, and pleas coming from all directions, the high priest merely glanced coldly at his former colleagues, his gaze as indifferent as if he were looking at a pile of fuel about to be thrown into a furnace.
"Noisy."
His icy voice, like a bone-chilling wind, instantly silenced all the noise.
"There's no need to waste your energy."
"What binds you is the 'Devouring God Law Chain.' Even with your Nascent Soul cultivation, you wouldn't be able to break free even a fraction of your strength under the full power of this formation."
He paused for a moment, as if to savor the expressions of despair on everyone's faces.
Or perhaps it's to vent their pride in finally achieving their long-planned success.
He unusually spoke a few more words:
"As for your doubts... ha,
"Out of compassion for our shared race, I will spare your lives and let you die knowing the truth."
"The array diagram of the 【Godslaying Battle Array】 has been passed down by this priest since ancient times."
Is it really that difficult to "repair" or "complete" things a little over a thousand years, to do some "tricks" that you can't detect?
A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"As for why I turned against them... it's simple. What the Ancestor couldn't give me, the Island Moving Venerable could!"
What our ancestors were unwilling to share, we will take ourselves!
The origin of our ancestors was the greatest 'benefit'!
"Alright, that's the end of the Q&A session."
The last trace of emotion vanished from the high priest's face, leaving only pure coldness and murderous intent.
"A bond of fellow practitioners spanning thousands of years?"
"I will personally see you all off on your journey, thus settling this karmic debt."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly formed a complex and dazzling hand seal with both hands!
Om-!
An invisible yet extremely deadly rhythm erupted from his fingertips, instantly sweeping across the entire blood-red space!
The crimson chains of law binding each divine messenger and priest suddenly erupted with dazzling crimson light!
crunch...
Click!
The sickening sound of bones cracking rang out like popping beans!
What followed was a soul-piercing scream that was beyond the limits of human imagination!
Those powerful Nascent Soul cultivators, their bodies were twisted and deformed instantly under this overwhelming and unstoppable force of law-based crushing power, like wax figures being kneaded by an invisible giant force!
Muscle fibers tore apart, and bones crumbled inch by inch!
Bang!Bang!Bang!
One after another, shocking blood flowers bloomed cruelly in the void!
Minced flesh and bone fragments mixed with violent magical turbulence splashed and flew everywhere!
The scene was extremely bloody and horrifying!
However, the powerful vitality of a Nascent Soul cultivator was on full display at this moment.
Although their bodies were destroyed, their core essence was not immediately annihilated.
Countless particles, shimmering with various colors and imbued with the aura of different laws, spread out from the center of the explosion—
This is the very foundation of a Nascent Soul cultivator: the Law Spiritual Body Particles!
As long as the particles do not completely dissipate and consciousness is not extinguished, they have a chance to reassemble and recover!
Upon seeing this cloud of law particles, formed from former colleagues and radiating powerful energy fluctuations, the high priest's cold face finally revealed a long-awaited, extremely eerie smile.
"What I've been waiting for—is now!"
His mind raced with thoughts.
The extremely complex hand seals in his hands changed again in an instant, so fast that they left behind afterimages!
At the same time, he suddenly opened his mouth and uttered a clear shout containing the true meaning of the law:
"change!"
Om-!
The incomplete core of the [Godslayer Battle Formation] erupted with its final and most intense crimson radiance!
A force far greater than any previous fluctuation, seemingly originating from the very Dao itself, descended from the void, precisely and completely enveloping the chaotic and violent cloud of law particles!
Under the absolute dominance of the High Priest's will, this immense power, like the most skilled craftsman, began to brutally reshape these particles of law:
Gather!
The wildly dissipating particles were forcibly restrained and compressed by an invisible, enormous force!
Gather!
Different types of law particles are stripped, purified, and recombined!
brand!
One after another, profound blood-red Dao patterns were forcibly driven into the core!
Finally, the massive, chaotic clouds of law-based particles disappeared.
Instead, there were dark, viscous, bloody runes that looked like they were made from the thickest scabs of blood!
Each rune was only the size of a palm, yet it emanated a chilling aura of law.
It was as if a raging sea of laws was sealed within it!
Even more bizarrely, deep within the core of these runes, one can faintly see a faint, yet venomous and resentful, dark soul light flickering and struggling wildly!
That is the source of consciousness of the divine messengers and priests!
The laws endure, and consciousness lives on!
This is what makes Nascent Soul cultivators so difficult to deal with!
Even after being refined into runes, their consciousness continued to struggle and roar!
However, this struggle, while forming the crimson runes, was also completely imprisoned!
Those crimson chains of law that had once bound their bodies...
At this moment, it also shrank, becoming like the finest scarlet thread, yet it remained incredibly resilient, densely wrapped around each bloody rune.
It was as if countless shackles had been put on the rune, suppressing the unwilling soul light firmly at the core of the rune!
The high priest glanced coldly at the golden cage in the distance, still gleaming brightly in the lightning, and a chilling laugh escaped his lips.
"The progenitor?"
Hmph, feel free to be our stepping stone to heaven!
Your era has ended!
The words fell.
Without further hesitation, he swung his blood-red robe sharply!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!Whoosh!
The blood-red runes, tightly bound by crimson chains, transformed into streaks of fire, trailing long, crimson flames, as if drawn by an invisible, gigantic bow.
With lightning speed and unparalleled precision, it shot towards the golden cage that floated like an ancient star!
And at the instant the runes shot out...
The already cracked crimson sun seemed to have exhausted its last bit of power, suddenly collapsing and turning into countless crimson specks of light that silently dissipated into the cold void.
Only the figure standing there, clad in a scarlet robe and with his hands behind his back, remained.
Like a lonely butcher, he coldly watches the final sacrifice fly to its predetermined fate.
the other side!
Just as those bloody runes, each containing the essence of the laws and will of a Nascent Soul cultivator, detached from the crimson sun—
The Island-Moving Venerable, seated cross-legged at the core of the Myriad Manifestations Pure Source River, gleamed with an unprecedentedly greedy light in his eyes!
...(End of this chapter)