nyslfriends Chapter 1683 Blood Prison Tracking and Time Tracing
Chapter 1683 Blood Prison Tracking and Time Tracing
at the same time!
To the east of the Forbidden Sea lies the land of no light.
This is a deathly abyss where even spiritual energy has almost stagnated.
The eternal darkness was like solidified black jade.
Suddenly!
The void was brutally torn open with a hideous rift!
A single point of intensely condensed crimson light burst forth from it, not exploding...
Instead, it was like the core of a destroyed star collapsing and being reborn, instantly expanding and roaring, transforming into a churning, boiling blood cloud containing endless malevolent energy!
The blood-red light was not receding, but rather being forcibly compressed and shaped by an irresistible will!
The light faded,
A colossal demonic figure, draped in a robe seemingly woven from congealed blood and shadows, shattered the void and stood amidst the deathly silence.
The edges of the scarlet robe emitted a visible, distorted aura of destruction.
His very existence is a desecration and conquest of this void...
Indeed, this is the progenitor of the Purgatory Clan, Hell Twelve!
The moment those eyes opened, it was as if billions of bloody hells roared in the abyss.
The cold, lifeless gaze, like a tangible probe of law, slowly swept across the absolute nothingness before them.
Spatial structure, residual energy, faint ripples of laws... all information was ruthlessly dissected by those eyes.
however,
Feedback results——
A meticulously cleaned "blank" space revealed a hint of anger, colder than absolute zero, deep within those blood-red pupils.
His face, sculpted like a dark red crystal, had an extremely subtle yet powerful furrow that could make the stars tremble.
"Ah……"
A low, hoarse chuckle rang out, not of pleasure, but more like the grinding sound of a colossal abyss beast licking its fangs.
"The spatial fluctuations have actually stopped?"
interesting!
It seems I have underestimated you.
The sound wasn't loud, yet it resonated at the very foundation of the space.
It seemed to be driven by a cruel interest in manipulating its prey.
"it is good!
very good! !
Since you all want to play this hide-and-seek game.
"Then I... will show you what a true desperate hunt is all about!"
"Buzz—Rumble!!!"
The moment the last syllable falls,
His withered fingers, which contained the power to crush stars, had already formed a profound hand seal that was so complex that it exceeded the limits of vision and exuded an ancient Daoist charm as if the world had just been created!
An invisible, terrifying rhythm, seemingly emanating from the heart of an ancient demon god, suddenly erupted from its demonic body!
This rhythm is no longer integrated into the laws of heaven and earth.
Rather, it is like the decree of the supreme ruler, arbitrarily conscripting and driving all the laws of this world!
In an instant.
The entire void seemed to have been thrown into an invisible furnace, with billions of minute spatial tremors, photon trajectories, and remnants of laws...
Transformed into a surging, roaring torrent of information, it frantically poured into the vast, cosmic sea of consciousness of Prison Twelve!
His divine thoughts manifested into billions of dust particles, rapidly filtering through the torrent of information!
Compare!
Tracing the source!
They've woven a tight net to catch the "mouse trail"!
At this critical moment when his divine sense was fully activated, and the entire world served as his eyes and ears, as he tracked the enemy and was about to reach a crucial juncture—
At his waist was a piece of seemingly plain, unadorned, dark jade shaped like shattered stars.
Without warning, a soft yet resilient milky-white halo began to ripple outwards!
A cool, chilling sensation, like the coldest depths of the underworld, did not touch, but rather, like the most exquisite key, gently struck the core of His mind, which was immersed in a vast stream of information!
This precise "knock," accurate to the millimeter, was enough to disrupt the God-King's deductions.
The hand seals on Yu Twelve's hands, which embodied the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, experienced a slight pause for a fraction of a second!
The lowered eyelids, covered by a blood-red shadow, slowly lifted.
Two blood-red eyes, seemingly capable of freezing the river of time, focused instantly on the jade pendant like precisely guided rays of destruction.
A subtle hint of annoyance at being disturbed by ants suddenly surfaced.
"'Blood Mirror'..."
Another anomaly has occurred?
A doubtful thought flashed through His mind.
Without the slightest hesitation, he flipped his wrist, and the black jade fell into his palm like a docile pet.
With a flick of his fingertip, a drop of magic, as refined as a blood-red diamond and containing extremely pure power, precisely entered the core of the jade pendant!
next moment,
A voice, a mixture of utmost awe and desperately concealed panic, boomed directly within His mind and consciousness:
"To...the supreme ancestor!"
The [Netherworld Blood Mirror], guarded by your humble servant, was... half an hour ago...
Suddenly, a faint, fleeting movement arose, like a candle flickering in the wind!
Location marking: Black Reef Dead Zone!
The servant immediately used his soul as a guide, his divine thoughts forming a net that covered the entire 30,000-mile-wide sea area, sweeping it over and over again a hundred times!
However... he gained nothing!
No trace of abnormal energy or spatial disturbance could be detected!
The servant was terrified and humbly kowtowed... He dared to speak so presumptuously!
This strange and brief anomaly is definitely not caused by ordinary spiritual energy interference or spatial tides!
It's highly... highly likely... that the remnants of the two Nascent Soul realms briefly lurked here.
And with a method... that even the servants couldn't detect, they concealed all traces!
The sound abruptly stopped in extreme fear, as if someone had choked it.
The blood-red abyss-like eyes of Yu Twelve remained completely undisturbed.
Similar "boy who cried wolf" signals had already pushed His patience to the limit.
Each time they tore through the void and descended, they gained nothing.
despite this···
The progenitor of the Purgatory Clan still decided to make a trip there.
After all, those younger ones still possess a treasure that He desires.
A treasure that even the progenitor of the Purgatory Clan values must be no ordinary treasure.
Not bad.
That was the supreme array weapon in the hands of the Island Moving Venerable.
This is a treasure far more precious than ordinary magical artifacts.
In the lower realm, it is like a divine sword sealed in a stubborn rock, limited by the crude laws of this realm and the highest-ranking formations, only able to utter a few whimpers.
But in the spirit world, using this object as a foundation, a truly terrifying array was laid out...
Its power is enough to destroy galaxies and change the landscape of a region!
Even though those juniors had self-destructed the great formation, the array artifact, which was one of the roots of the formation, still shone with divine light and remained completely undamaged!
This is one of His ultimate goals in traversing the endless void to hunt down the younger generation of both races!
not to mention……
Deep within Yu Twelve's eyes, the violent rage that had been forcibly suppressed surged once more!
If it weren't for these little mice, how could He have wasted so much of the essence of laws and the power of blood and evil?
Otherwise, He wouldn't have pursued them so relentlessly and mobilized the entire clan.
In order to make his people work harder, he even killed several divine messengers and priests as a warning to others.
Having paid such a heavy price, if we cannot reduce these rats to ashes and reclaim the array artifact to make up for the loss, the majesty of the Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory will be completely lost!
This hatred can only be washed away by the most complete destruction!
"Humph!"
A cold snort, filled with a destructive intent, seemed to announce the death sentence for this void.
His majestic demonic body instantly dissolved into nothingness, merging into the rippling spatial energy and vanishing without a trace.
Only ripples of annihilation remained, spreading silently and lingering in the space.
After a while.
To the east of the forbidden sea lies the dead zone of the Black Reef.
This desolate island, rugged like a demon's skeleton, is shrouded in deathly winds year-round, and its solitary peak is a forbidden zone for all living things.
The divine messenger, clad in heavy armor emblazoned with hideous blood patterns, and the priestess "Armor," shrouded in an eternal night robe that seemed to absorb all light...
They were like two frozen stone sculptures, their entire focus on the [Netherworld Blood Mirror], which hovered between them, slowly rotating and emitting an ominous blood-red light.
suddenly!
Above the sky, endless dark clouds were brutally torn apart by an invisible force!
An absolute pressure, heavier than the abyss and colder than the deepest hell, crashed down like billions of divine mountains!
The blood-red armor and bones beneath the divine messenger instantly emitted a groan of unbearable strain.
It was as if his soul had been thrown into a furnace of purgatory!
They looked up abruptly, their pupils shrinking to the size of pinpoints—
That figure, like an ancient demon god, was already high above the nine heavens. His scarlet eyes, like a judgment that would destroy the world, pierced through all obstacles and landed on the tiny peak!
"Greetings... to the supreme... progenitor!!!"
Completely gripped by fear, their actions almost went beyond instinct as they prostrated themselves, their foreheads slamming heavily against the cold, black rock, their humility and devotion reaching their extreme.
After sweeping over the priest clad in blood-red robes, Yu Twelve's gaze fell directly on the divine messenger standing to the side.
Their piercing gazes were like two soul-destroying spears bound by crimson chains of law.
It pierced through the blood armor in an instant and became firmly embedded in the messenger's spine.
His voice was no longer an inquiry, but a proclamation before the final judgment:
"Falsely reporting military intelligence and misleading me... Do you know that will be an end that is ten thousand times worse than 'Eternal Blood Prison's Demise'?"
The divine messenger of Baifu convulsed violently, every inch of flesh beneath his blood-red armor screaming, his throat unable to utter a sound, only able to hiss with the most humble fluctuations of his divine soul:
"Our progenitor... was wise and insightful!"
Even if my soul were to perish, I would not dare to deceive you in the slightest!
If I have uttered any falsehoods… I am willing to suffer the punishment of having my soul devoured and my spirit refined for ten thousand lifetimes!
May they be condemned to eternal damnation!
Every note of the soul shattered in fear.
"Noisy ants."
Yu Twelve's voice was icy cold, carrying an absolute will to end all nonsense.
"process!
detail!"
Every word is like a mark of law, leaving no room for doubt.
"Yes...yes to the decree of the ancestral master!"
The Blood-Armored Divine Envoy, Prison Soul, responded with trembling hands, no longer daring to hold back or embellish.
Like the most precise recording instrument, it records the exact time scale of the blood omen's anomaly.
The wavelength of light!
Annihilation speed!
A deep model of one's own divine sense scanning!
Energy spectrum analysis results!
And finally, that despairing conclusion of "null value".
It is projected in the coldest and most objective way.
The lengthy stream of information ended in dead silence.
Yu Twelve's blood-red demonic eyes were slightly half-closed, and as his gaze shifted, it was as if a galaxy was being born and dying.
The voice remained calm, yet carried a weight that seemed to decide fate:
"rest assured!
"If I find any trace of Nascent Soul cultivators from either race in this world, I will certainly reward them handsomely."
The divine promise nearly caused the prostrate messenger's soul to crumble with ecstasy:
"Thank you... thank you, Ancestor... for the grace of heaven that has restored us!"
Your subordinate... even ten thousand deaths... would not be enough to repay this debt!
His humble soul trembled violently on the rock.
However, before he could finish conveying his gratitude, the figure in the sky that made heaven and earth suffocate slowly closed his eyes.
"boom----!!!"
A primordial rhythm, billions of times more terrifying than before, suddenly erupted from the center of Prison Twelve!
This is no longer covering, it's devouring!
The entire Black Reef Dead Zone, along with the vast sea below and the fierce winds and evil clouds above, was instantly and forcibly dragged into a spacetime bubble dominated by His will!
The space is peeled away layer by layer to reveal its true form!
Every grain of dust that was touched,
Every wisp of disturbed spiritual energy
Every lingering ripple of magical power,
Even... that was once the [Netherworld Blood Mirror]
The extremely faint echo of a "breath" that is captured and then vanishes in an instant.
The almost non-existent spatial law of "memory"... all the "events" that have occurred here in the past.
No matter how subtle, no matter how perfectly concealed the material trace
now!
They are all like images imprinted on the film of time, forcibly developed, analyzed, and reconstructed by His divine consciousness that penetrates time and space!
Dead silence.
Time has lost its meaning.
The divine messenger and the high priest at the summit, like insects trapped in amber, seemed to have their thoughts frozen.
They could only passively experience that will that transcended all things.
It is undergoing an incredible 'reversal' in the dimensions of time and space!
at last!
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan, as majestic as a demon god, suddenly opened his closed blood-red eyes!
Two beams of crimson divine light, piercing through the past, present, and future, burst forth!
A cruel smile, like the singularity at the birth of the universe, slowly bloomed on the eternally indifferent face of Prison Twelve (the progenitor)!
"Heh... Hahahaha..."
The low laughter, like muffled thunder from the abyss, contained both the ecstatic joy of discovering a priceless treasure and the cruelty of controlling everything.
"Found them... They were well hidden, little mice!"
Trying to erase even the original traces?
Unfortunately... before the 'Primordial One,' all is in vain!
His voice suddenly rose, transforming into a declaration that transcended time and space:
"This time, even if you manage to penetrate into the spatial turbulence layer..."
"And don't even think about escaping my grasp!!!"
The words have not yet fallen.
The demonic figure that controlled spacetime, along with the entire distorted spacetime bubble, suddenly collapsed inward.
It transformed into a crimson spatial rift, as thin as a hair, yet exuding an aura that could reduce all things to nothingness...
Vanished without a trace!
At the summit, time and space, which seemed to have frozen, suddenly returned to normal.
The raging winds roared once more.
The terrifying pressure that was enough to crush a Nascent Soul cultivator also dissipated.
The divine messenger, clad in blood-red armor, straightened up as if utterly exhausted; the armor on his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
But His face was filled with the ecstatic joy of surviving a catastrophe, and He excitedly addressed the silent, black-robed priest beside Him:
"Brother Jia! Did you see that?"
The blood-red glint in the progenitor's eyes!
That was the look of joy on someone who had found their prey!
"···"
…(End of this chapter)