nashuaworldcup Chapter 369 Devouring (Page 12)
Chapter 369 Devouring (Page 12)
The moment the crimson spear light tore through the thick fog, the six pairs of scarlet pupils of the White Bone Serpent God contracted simultaneously.
Its massive body arched backward at an incredible speed, its six arms clashing with bone knives and giant axes to parry.
"Clang—!" The deafening sound of metal clashing shattered the mist within a radius of a hundred feet, and the shockwave plowed the ground with spiderweb-like cracks.
"Insects!" The rusty giant axe of the serpent god suddenly burst forth with a ghastly green flame, and hundreds of wailing human faces appeared on the axe blade.
Zhang Yun spun around to avoid the sweeping axe shadow, only to find that the ghostly faces had detached from the axe blade and transformed into physical vengeful spirits that pounced on him.
He sneered, his spear swirling in a crimson vortex, each thrust piercing the vengeful spirit's brow with pinpoint accuracy.
The vengeful spirits corrupted by the evil energy burst open one after another, but before they could dissipate, they suddenly self-destructed!
"boom--!"
The shockwave, a mixture of putrid poison and malevolent energy, sent Zhang Yun flying. He tumbled three times in the air before his boots carved a ten-zhang-long crack in the rock face, allowing him to regain his footing.
The blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth was absorbed by the gun before it could drip down.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the snake god swung its white bone snake tail, causing its thousand-meter-long tail vertebrae to burst open segment by segment, with venomous bone spikes shooting out from every crevice.
"Good!" Zhang Yun's pupils shrank to pinpoints. He didn't flinch or dodge, but charged forward into the torrential rain of bone spikes.
The spear tip traced an arcane path in front of him, and the bone spurs that touched the blood-red trail all changed direction and shot towards the serpent god's face instead.
This is "Inverted Weapons," which is comprehended after reaching the 70th level (70%) of the Law of Slaughter. It can turn the enemy's offensive into one's own.
As the snake god wildly parried the bone spurs with its six arms, Zhang Yun had already flashed to its side.
The spear, accompanied by a piercing whistle, pierced through the gaps in the scales, its shaft spinning and tearing open a three-zhang-long wound.
The moment the dark purple blood gushed out, it suddenly congealed into countless tiny blood snakes, which then coiled around Zhang Yun's arm along the gun shaft.
"A mere trick." Zhang Yun abandoned his spear and retreated, forming hand seals. The spear he left behind suddenly exploded, transforming into three thousand blood-red, hair-like needles.
These fine needles, imbued with the essence of slaughter, pierced the serpent god's wounds and roamed wildly through its meridians.
The serpent god let out a deafening roar, its massive body convulsing as it crushed the two stone peaks.
Just as Zhang Yun was about to deliver the fatal blow, a sudden change occurred.
The serpent god suddenly tore off his two arms, which transformed into two giant white skeletal pythons in mid-air.
One of them wrapped around Zhang Yun's waist and tightened suddenly, while the other opened its mouth and spewed out a grayish-white petrifying breath.
"Crackling..." Zhang Yun's right arm was instantly covered by the stone shell, but his left palm was already pressed on the python's head seven inches away.
The killing runes on his palm glowed with a blinding blood-red light, and the giant python exploded into bone dust from the inside.
The moment he broke free of his restraints, his petrified right arm suddenly exploded on its own, but what spurted out was not blood, but an arrow of extremely concentrated malevolent energy.
"puff!"
The arrow pierced through the serpent god's third pair of pupils and continued its momentum into his skull.
The serpent god's remaining four arms stiffened simultaneously, and it suddenly tore open its own chest in a frenzy.
Amidst the surging black mist, a crystal-clear, jade-like skeleton burst forth—this was its true form.
The jade skull's jaw opened and closed, producing a metallic scraping sound.
"You should feel honored that you have forced me to reveal my true form." With each step it took, a white bone lotus flower bloomed beneath its feet.
As these lotus flowers bloomed, Zhang Yun was surprised to find that his killing Dao patterns were fading.
"Law suppression?" He narrowed his eyes and suddenly shattered the Dao patterns on his left shoulder.
Amidst the exploding blood mist, a blood spear, entirely condensed from the laws of slaughter, slowly took shape.
Wherever the spear tip pointed, even space itself began to decay and collapse.
The Metamorphosis of the Law of Slaughter: The Threat from the Depths of the Fog Sea
The moment the jade skull's skeletal hand clashed with the blood-red spear, the entire world seemed to be forcibly torn apart by some supreme force.
In an instant, the sea of fog was divided into two colors: black and white—one half as black as an eternal night, and the other half as crimson as a blood moon.
There was no deafening explosion, no violent energy surge, only a chilling annihilation.
At the center of the collision, space shattered like fragile glass, cracks spreading like a spider web until it finally broke completely.
The moment the fragments fell away, a profound void was revealed behind them—a chaotic darkness where there was no time, no matter, and not even laws.
Zhang Yun's pupils contracted sharply. He felt an unprecedented and terrifying suction force, as if even his soul was about to be swallowed by that void.
He gripped the blood-red spear tightly, his murderous aura surging wildly as he resisted the collapse of space.
"Crack--"
Finally, the last fragment of space fell, and the aftershocks of annihilation gradually subsided.
On the battlefield, only Zhang Yun remained, kneeling on one knee.
His robes were torn, his body was covered in fine bloodstains, and the blood-red spear in his hand, formed from the laws of nature, was only half intact, its tip already shattered in the collision.
His breathing was heavy, but his eyes were colder than ever.
Before him floated a skull covered in cracks.
Those were the last remnants of the Jade Skull; a faint crimson light still flickered in its eye sockets, as if it were unwilling to perish.
Zhang Yun slowly reached out his hand, spread his five fingers, and then suddenly clenched his fist!
"Crack!"
The skull shattered completely in his palm, turning into strands of pure dark energy, which were frantically devoured by the killing laws within his body.
"boom--!"
His aura suddenly surged, and the killing Dao patterns that were originally seventy levels rose wildly at this moment, finally settling at seventy-three levels!
Deeper, crimson lines appeared on his skin, each line containing an even more terrifying intent to kill.
His strength, speed, and perception have all been elevated to a new level.
However, at the very moment he broke through—
"Rumble..."
From the depths of the foggy sea came an even more terrifying tremor.
That wasn't just one monster, but countless of them!
A deep roar, the sound of bones grinding, heavy footsteps... it was as if the entire sea of fog was awakening.
Zhang Yun slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with bloodlust.
"Ah......"
A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.
"boom--!"
A crimson pillar of light shot into the sky, and Zhang Yun's body began to expand wildly under the impetus of the Law of Slaughter.
Muscle fibers writhe like dragons and snakes, bones crackle like thunder, and ancient blood-red divine patterns emerge on the skin's surface.
In the blink of an eye, he had transformed into a blood-red giant hundreds of feet tall, each step causing the earth to crack.
"Come on! Let's fight to our hearts' content!"
The sound wave roared like thunder, shattering the mist that stretched for thousands of feet. Zhang Yun, in his colossal form, wielded a blood-red battle spear that had also swelled in size, its tip wreathed in tangible killing principles.
He strode into the depths of the fog, causing the space around him to distort and tremble.
The monsters lurking in the fog have finally awakened completely.
The first to attack were a group of demonic owls with bony wings on their backs. Their feathers were made of sharp bone plates, each coated with deadly poison.
Zhang Yun didn't even look, his spear swept across, and the crimson spear light burst out in a fan shape, instantly turning thousands of demonic owls into blood mist.
The ground suddenly rose up, and a nine-headed earth dragon burst forth from the soil.
These monsters, thousands of feet long, were covered in magma-like scales and spewed out highly corrosive acid from their mouths.
Zhang Yun made a hand seal with his left hand, and seventy-three layers of killing Dao patterns rotated in his palm, condensing into a blood-red sun.
"Destroy!"
The blood-red sun fell to the ground, and the nine-headed earth dragon was melted into charcoal amidst its miserable howls.
But more monsters are surging in from all directions: three-eyed giants are wielding mountain-sized stone hammers, tidal waves of rotting corpses are coming, and translucent vengeful spirits are lurking in the shadows.
"Hahaha! That's more like it!"
Zhang Yun laughed wildly, his spear dancing through the air, casting a blood-red shadow. Each thrust precisely pierced the monster's vital points, the principles of slaughter seeping into the wounds with frenzied force.
The monsters he slew not only had their physical bodies destroyed, but their very essence was also completely devoured.
A deafening roar suddenly echoed from the deepest part of the foggy sea.
The entire sea of fog was in an uproar, and all the monsters trembled and knelt on the ground.
Zhang Yun squinted and saw a black shadow, larger than a mountain, slowly rising.
"Finally showing up?"
He licked his lips, his fighting spirit boiling over to its peak.
The spear in his hand suddenly disintegrated, transforming into 108,000 blood-red Dao patterns that surrounded his body.
As he clasped his hands together, these Dao patterns began to recombine wildly, eventually coalescing into a colossal, blood-red sword that reached the heavens and the earth.
"This sword will sever your foundation!"
The moment the crimson greatsword struck, the entire sea of mist fell into an eerie stillness.
Time seemed to be frozen by some supreme law; the drifting mist solidified in mid-air, and even the dust stopped floating.
Only the crimson sword light that stretched across the heavens and earth continued to advance, annihilating space inch by inch in its path, revealing a pitch-black void.
"laugh--"
The moment the sword touched the shadowy figure, the sea of fog parted violently to both sides, like a torn curtain.
The true face hidden for millennia has finally been revealed—it is a skeletal throne made up of countless corpses!
Seated atop it was a gigantic skeleton draped in tattered imperial robes, with eerie blue flames of the soul flickering in its empty eye sockets.
Skeleton Emperor
"Mortals..." The Skeleton Emperor's jaw opened and closed, his voice echoing like the murmurs of countless departed souls, "daring to disturb the eternal slumber..."
Its finger bones gently tapped the armrest of the throne, and the entire sea of fog suddenly boiled!
The remains of the slain monsters flew up and reformed in the air into nine giant white bone dragons.
Each dragon's spine was inlaid with blood-red crystals, radiating a suffocating aura of power.
Zhang Yun's pupils constricted sharply—those crystals were clearly... crystallizations of the Laws of Slaughter! This monster was actually collecting the Laws of Slaughter!
"Your laws belong to me." The Skeleton Emperor slowly raised his hand, and nine bone dragons simultaneously opened their massive jaws.
Amidst the dragon's roar, Zhang Yun was startled to realize that the killing Dao patterns within his body were uncontrollably flowing out of his body.
"You want to seize my Dao Foundation?" Zhang Yun laughed in anger, then suddenly thrust the giant sword into his own chest!
The moment blood gushed forth, all seventy-three Dao patterns ignited simultaneously. "Let's see whose appetite is bigger!"
Using blood as the catalyst and souls as the fuel, this is the ultimate forbidden technique of the law of slaughter—the Path of Incineration!
The crimson flames flowed upstream along the extracted Dao patterns, instead beginning to burn the crystals within the bone dragon's body.
The Skeleton Emperor finally changed color, and a giant wave suddenly surged from the sea of corpses beneath his throne.
"Click——"
The sound of the chains breaking was particularly jarring in the deathly silence, like a declaration that some ancient taboo had been broken.
The entire sea of mist suddenly fell into an eerie stillness, even the scattered ashes froze in mid-air.
Zhang Yun, dressed in red, suddenly trembled violently with his blood flame Dao patterns, as if he had encountered a natural enemy and automatically retracted back into his body.
The Skeleton Emperor's soul fire pulsed wildly, and he involuntarily rose from his throne—this undead monarch who had ruled the Mist Sea for millennia was now... trembling!
From the depths of the abyss came the sound of churning liquid. It wasn't the sound of water, but rather like millions of tons of putrid blood boiling.
Thick black mist seeped from the cracks in the ground, and wherever it passed, the scattered white bone fragments began to melt, turning into a viscous, dark red liquid.