Chapter 468: Hunting Calamity Demons!
Body Snatching and Transformation locked onto Miss Jian Zhu’s soul. Under Miss Jian Zhu’s ‘cut and splice’ ability, it acquired Yin energy.
This was also the reason why the Peach Blossom Star Lord didn’t perceive the birth of a new soul.
Because no new soul was born at all.
Xia Feng was currently in a peculiar state, hiding within He Jianzhu’s sub-spirit body. However, as the main consciousness, He Jianzhu did not grant him permission to sense the physical body.
He was like a prisoner trapped within a physical cage, only able to observe the outside world through those beautiful golden eyes.
The battle between the Peach Blossom Star Lord and Ri Nuo could no longer be described as world-ending; it was more fitting to say that the Great Dao itself was being annihilated.
Near-god level powerhouses were truly terrifying!
This was also Xia Feng’s plan. The Peach Blossom Star Lord’s primary target was him. If he didn’t die, the Peach Blossom Star Lord would have no inclination to bother with other matters.
Therefore, he chose to die directly under the Peach Blossom Star Lord’s gaze. This way, after avenging his great feud, the Peach Blossom Star Lord would naturally consider other things.
For instance, plundering the Refining God Tower and the Heart Calamity Demon Blood.
Xia Feng didn’t believe that if these two items were placed before the Peach Blossom Star Lord, he could resist the temptation.
Fortunately, the outcome was as he expected: the Peach Blossom Star Lord and Ri Nuo began fighting.
Next, he just needed to hide in the shadows and wait.
Waiting for the opportune moment to strike!
The best outcome would be for the Peach Blossom Star Lord and Ri Nuo to both be heavily injured, allowing him to reap the benefits. However, the possibility of this was rather low.
The next best outcome would be if he found an opportunity to get close to the Peach Blossom Star Lord and directly bring him into the Evil Dragon Space, where he could easily seize all the treasures in his possession.
As for Ri Nuo, he would temporarily ignore him. Since he had already established a connection with the Refining God Tower, as long as he wasn’t too far from it, he could seize control of the Refining God Tower at any time.
Of course, the worst outcome would be for the Peach Blossom Star Lord to regain his reason and decide not to contend for the treasures in Ri Nuo’s hands, choosing to retreat instead. If that were the case, there would be nothing he could do.
However, with the Refining God Tower and the Heart Calamity Demon Blood at the bottom of the tower as a fallback, it was not a loss.
“Buzz—!!”
In the distorted space, hardly any other sound could be heard, only the sharp, grating friction and the resonant hum of countless strings being plucked.
The Peach Blossom Star Lord and Ri Nuo each stood at opposite ends of the void, surrounded by distorted light flows. Xia Feng didn’t quite understand the fight between these two.
They weren’t moving at all; were they confessing their love to each other?
“Miss Jian Zhu, who is stronger between them?” Xia Feng asked, bewildered.
“They are evenly matched,” He Jianzhu replied calmly through their mental connection, “but in this battle, the minor god who survived the divine tribulation and has persisted until now will lose.”
“Why?” Xia Feng’s doubt had just arisen when he saw the blood-red throne, which stood in the void and remained undamaged, suddenly light up with a faint red radiance.
The throne was purely constructed from blood, but at this moment, a spherical object seemed to bulge within the center of its backrest. It then violently burst forth.
It turned out to be a snake-like vertical pupil, the size of a palm, embedded in the center of the backrest. Its eye color was deep red, and it exuded a majestic, condescending gaze.
Xia Feng immediately recognized it. This was not some snake’s eye or the eye of a Nightmare Clan member, but a dragon’s pupil!
The dragon pupil’s iris glowed with a terrifying red light. The narrowed slit resembled a blood-colored canyon filled with the aura of death, ancient and desolate.
As this dragon pupil opened, the entire shattered and distorted space seemed like a piece of white paper stained with blood. Blood continuously seeped from right to left, like countless blood worms, surging towards the humanoid figure of light in the distance.
“This is…” Xia Feng felt a pang of surprise. He vaguely sensed a disturbance in the Pale Contract Seal.
“Lord Dragon God? This dragon pupil is…”
Hearing Xia Feng’s inquiry, Di Si remained expressionless, unwilling to answer. This believer, ever since he saw this woman who resembled the Witch, had barely spoken to her. Any questions he had, He Jianzhu could answer. Of course, that wasn’t the main point. The main point was that the believer had almost kissed He Jianzhu just now!
He even coveted the mother of the Witch; what shamelessness, what a pervert!
She had reason to suspect that if she hadn’t been present, these two shameless humans might have actually kissed. And now he remembered her only when he needed her.
Di Si decided not to bother with this believer for a day… an hour…
Forget it, not even for a minute! Let’s see what he does!
“This is a God Relic of the Deep Sea Dragon King, the Eye of Erebus,” He Jianzhu said casually, seeing that Lord Dragon God Di Si remained silent. “The Deep Sea Dragon King, Erebus, possesses the authority known as ‘Boundary,’ controlling the boundary between life and death. This dragon pupil, using souls as sacrifices, can control the Qi of Death. Any form touched by the Qi of Death will decay and perish.”
Di Si: “…”
Di Si became even more disgusted with this human woman named He Jianzhu. This woman knew as much as she did, and could even easily see her divine sense form.
Who exactly was this person?!
“Dragon King?” Xia Feng was confused. “What’s the difference between that and a Dragon God?”
“If we were to equate them to Star Gods, you could consider a Dragon King to be an eighth-order Star God, and a Dragon God to be a ninth-order Star God,” He Jianzhu explained. “Of course, strictly speaking, a Dragon God is even stronger than those twelve main gods.”
“Am I correct, Lord Dragon God?” He Jianzhu chuckled softly.
Di Si pursed her lips and said in a low voice, “Not just stronger, but significantly stronger.”
“Oh, significantly stronger,” He Jianzhu remarked. She realized that this legendary Dragon God seemed to have a good temper?
This was quite different from the Pale Di Si she knew, who would destroy living beings at the slightest provocation.
“Lord Dragon God, you still haven’t answered my question,” He Jianzhu said, confused. “What is your relationship with this brat?”
“It has nothing to do with you.”
“…How indifferent, Lord Dragon God. Tell me, what would happen if I exposed the fact that you have left the Place of Seal?”
“You would die,” Di Si replied coldly and concisely.
“…”
“And you would die horribly,” Xia Feng added.
“…” You guys are so arrogant, He Jianzhu thought helplessly. She certainly couldn’t expose the Dragon God, as enmity with such a terrifying existence would severely affect her plans.
While the three conversed mentally, the Peach Blossom Star Lord, under the pressure of the Eye of Erebus, began to show signs of weakness. The battle entered a feverish stage.
Imaginary Number Royal Court.
This was a world of black and white.
Queen Mei Ling, Ilena, flashed out of space and appeared on a tall pillar. Dozens of black pillars of varying heights were already populated by numerous mysterious existences. Ilena looked up towards the higher reaches.
In the black sky above, nine colossal and awe-inspiring figures could be vaguely seen standing. At the center was Lord Huajin, surrounded by eight Supremes.
In the silent, dead atmosphere, one of the Supreme figures spoke in a deep, ancient, and majestic voice: “Huajin, for what purpose have you summoned us?”
The grand black figure at the center resembled an ancient divine mountain, tens of thousands of meters tall, sprawling across the primordial universe. The ancient divine mountain opened its eyes, like a black curtain revealing a sliver of a skylight, within which burned a sacred, mysterious celestial fire like a silver moon.
“Calamity Demons are resurrecting.”
A majestic, boundless, and indifferent voice from the ancient, wild era boomed across heaven and earth: “Hunt the Calamity Demons!”
