Chapter 1626: Chapter 983: First Encounter (Part 2)

The True Ancestor Evil God’s spiritual image was gradually forced back into its materialized flesh body, its golden pupils trembling violently.

Baili An watched as the True Ancestor Evil God, whose body was slowly softening to the ground, could only be dragged by him under his palm.

With a smile at the corner of his mouth and a cold look in his eyes: "Right now, if Lord Jiyuan wishes to escape this predicament, the only choice left is to consume your own desires."

"However, from Fang Geyu’s description earlier, it seems that you, Lord Jiyuan, have devoured all delusions of the world, yet treat your own desire as poison, impossible to swallow."

Fang Geyu looked at the True Ancestor Evil God gradually collapsing, an utterly unbelievable scene.

Unable to believe that the calamity which drained her mother’s thousand years of efforts showed signs of being gradually suppressed by Baili An.

This is simply ridiculous!

The True Ancestor Evil God’s face faintly revealed a pale color, coldly raising its eyes, its golden pupils struggling to gather and focus.

"I must admire your quick resolve, in such a short moment, to decisively disregard yourself and sever the Karma Barrier’s hold.

Now, as the Karma Barrier flows away from your body, it will in time transform into a disaster that devours you, though it seems like a last-ditch effort.

Yet, I do not deny that you’ve truly succeeded in preventing me from absorbing the desires here."

The True Ancestor Evil God yielded?

Baili An did not think so.

He cast it a low glance, indifferent: "Lord Jiyuan, speak straightforwardly if you have something to say."

The True Ancestor Evil God chuckles coldly with confidence: "Corpse demon’s son, you truly calculated perfectly, but you forgot that you are my wishmaker.

I answered your wish, appearing here; your Power of Wishing has been completely returned to me at the instant the Karma Barrier had yet to erupt.

It is merely a matter of time before I refine this Power of Wishing, and your greatest issue now is that you cannot kill me, so the one truly facing desperation is you!"

Before Fang Geyu’s little eyebrows could furrow in worry, she heard Baili An also let out a cold laugh.

For some reason, looking at his half-face with a cold smile, the anxiety of the True Ancestor Evil God summoned by the wish gradually calmed down.

"At this stage, why continue this facade, Lord Jiyuan? Your current stance truly confirms the suspicions in my heart."

The True Ancestor Evil God’s expression turned cold, "How naive of you!"

Baili An lifted his arm, raising it from the ground, the body beneath his hand weak and powerless, without even the feel of bones.

Slowly he said, "Beings that exist according to absolute truth, although possessing an extraordinary ability to survive.

I always believe that all things are born to counter each other, and even the undying Mohe Shu Ci has weaknesses.

Like you, omnipresent, formless and unfathomable, seeming difficult to trace, yet a weakness shaking your foundation exists."

The True Ancestor Evil God laughed disdainfully, as if Baili An’s words were amusing, "You claim to be the world’s most perfect God of Truth, saying you have a weakness? That’s absurd."

Baili An didn’t heed its bravado, calmly saying: "Weaknesses are often hidden in the strongest and sharpest facets.

Since you manifest yourself through the Power of Wishing, and this power is the root of your strength, your weakness lies in ’wishing.’

The True Ancestor Evil God’s brow twitched uncontrollably, its gaze growing sharp and piercing: "Are you acting smart?!"

Baili An smiled faintly, "I admit from the start there was an element of risk, but since you can be so angry, it naturally proves my gamble paid off, doesn’t it?

’Wishing’, while you enjoy the intense power of human desire, it equally brings a significant risk alongside.

I believe not all ’wishes’ can be called genuine sincere prayers, so I conducted a small experiment."

Snow drifted through the window, wind wandered through the curtain, falling into his hair; Baili An’s face had the black Karma Barrier crawling over it, yet he remained unafraid, calmly facing it:

"This experiment seems fruitful, when I ’wished’ earlier, the wish was not what I truly wanted.

In truth, my desire to summon you was not particularly strong, hence that ’wish’ was something casual I went against my true intention."

Certainly! Here is the translated text:

Baili An confirmed with certainty: "This... is the second type, a false wish."

Watching the increasingly translucent and illusory True Ancestor Evil God, Baili An looked at his hand touching the space beside her.

The skin seemed like an iron rod about to be clamped off by a red-hot branding iron, becoming thinner and thinner, as if it was about to melt under his palm.

The eyes of the True Ancestor Evil God grew colder, yet the immense oppressive feeling akin to the descent of black night became increasingly neglectful.

It was as if the layer that brought fear and death had been peeled away, gradually revealing the fragile flesh beneath, so clearly reflected before them.

Fang Geyu was quick-witted, feeling a slight surprise and incredulity in his heart, immediately reaching a highly accurate conclusion.

"So, the weakness of the True Ancestor Evil God is that while it can manipulate all human desires in the world, it can never truly discern the truth behind those desires."

Upon hearing Fang Geyu speak, Baili An turned his gaze to her and smiled gently:

"Yet, in secret, those who dare to wish to the True Ancestor Evil God only have three opportunities. So precious, who would dare to wish foolishly?"

Fang Geyu turned her face away, her ear’s tip marked with a small, beautiful red mole, she lightly coughed:

"Fool, you too have only three chances to make a wish. Regardless of its truth, your wish power will be absorbed by the True Ancestor Evil God.

Such precious opportunities, yet you made the most false ’wish.’

Baili An chuckled: "Wish power is like the poison of the pufferfish. Used well, it becomes a rare delicacy.

Used poorly, it’s a lethal blade that slits the throat!"

He looked down at the True Ancestor Evil God, "You can’t distinguish between real and false wishing powers, and by appearing in response to a wish, it’s akin to ingesting a deadly poison for you."

"So, Lord Jiyuan, up until now, do you still consider yourself the unkillable God of Truth?"

Baili An yanked forcefully, his body bowed down, the words light yet piercing the soul:

"How can that be~ the dignified True Ancestor Evil God, in just one encounter, you’ve exposed your mortal weakness to me, isn’t that improper?"

"Small gains and losses, success and failure, why be so proud." The True Ancestor Evil God’s golden eyes were deeply indifferent, like a cold pool, concealing a chilling sensation:

"Do you truly think I can be killed so easily?"

Baili An laughed: "I have enough self-awareness. A minor karma barrier losing control is unlikely to cause your soul to scatter, Lord Jiyuan, but right now, it seems your options are limited."

He gently breathed towards its ear, while a hand pressed against her stomach, slightly sinking, his voice crisp yet somewhat dangerous:

"First confrontation, truly an honor. I eagerly await our next meeting, Lord Jiyuan."

The True Ancestor Evil God’s eyes turned completely cold, avoiding his whispered words, her gaze indifferent:

"Next time, you won’t have such luck."

Having said that, it lowered its head and bit fiercely into its arm, tearing away not flesh.

The wound emitted a dark and vast pattern, like the Star River.

It was the True Ancestor Evil God’s desire form; by swallowing its desires, it immediately began facing retribution.

The face’s features receded into facelessness, the body transformed into a puff of blue smoke, disappearing into the Ten Directions Sword.

Ultimately, it devoured itself, though plagued by intense backlash, it was not enough to erase its existence, even allowing it to regain sustenance and retreat into the sword.

Baili An lowered his arm, pressing his thumb hard against his neck!

Blood energy surged wildly, the Corpse Pearl between his heart quivering, blood energy expanded and contracted, like an invisible giant mouth, swallowing all the scattered karma.

By such forceful means to retrieve the lost control of karma, the physical burden was naturally severe.

Yet at this moment, Baili An’s heart felt extraordinarily light and relieved.

He turned to look at the complex expression of Fang Geyu, laughing lightly: "See, I told you I wouldn’t trouble you, didn’t I?"