Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 463 - 418 Soul Casting Disaster
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"Prepare for the wrath of Chiyou!"
In his slumber, Bai Ze heard such a cry.
He turned over, allowing heaven and earth to change color, the stars to tremble.
"Xingtian's blood flood, the blade breaking the Star River!"
Bai Ze half-opened his eyes and saw a headless Ancient God standing amidst the Barbaric Mountain Range. The majestic mountain range reached only to its ankles, and in its hand, it held a Kunlun Divine Axe, the blade of which cleaved towards the fabric of heaven and earth, its might causing distant star rivers to fracture!
Bai Ze glanced hurriedly, already frightened out of his wits.
In the Scroll Realm, all ancient beasts with the bloodline of Xingtian were Great Sky Demons. Bai Ze would take detours upon encountering them, and a careless mistake could leave him plucked clean of feathers and cooked like a fat duck.
The Blood Punishment Sky conjured by Disaster was clearly a true transmission from the Ancestor Ancient God. The Kunlun Divine Axe it wielded was forged from the ancient Divine Mountain Range, naturally terrifying in power.
Bai Ze could not bear to watch how Wu Hen was being chopped, as the energy from that axe blade had already transformed into a blood flood and bloodstorm ravaging the Mountain and River Realm, and the entire Inner World did not know how long it endured a sky and land of blood color, completely reenacting the ancient God's Chaotic Scene.
The Divine Power of Disaster continued to unfold, countless ancient divine shadows like heroic spirits constrained by Disaster. Bai Ze saw the Skull Mountain of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Dragons resurrect, its skeletal form battling Wu Hen in the city. He also saw numerous shades glowing with Netherworld Radiance, standing vividly on the earth like towering mountain silhouettes. At Sha Chiyou's command, the mountain shadow immortals and ghosts surged towards Wu Hen like the opening gates of the Netherworld.
Bai Ze couldn't help but marvel.
After all, he belonged to the same tier as eight Divine Officers, all unique in their Divine Power.
Wu Hen's initial understanding was correct too; the Divine Powers and Mysterious Techniques controlled by Disaster were countless. If one were to decrypt each of these powers, it would take a full ten thousand years.
"So much time has passed; has this fellow finally found the so-called High-dimensional Decryption Method?" Bai Ze started to wonder.
Years had passed, which Bai Ze did not count; to him, opening and closing his eyes equated to time passing.
However, for Wu Hen, Bai Ze felt true growth and evolution. He was no longer instantly killed upon encountering Divine Powers from Disaster, and he could even struggle for a while against new powers...
But he was still very far from defeating Disaster.
"Good grief, using this tactic again?"
Wu Hen could now more rapidly lock onto Disaster amidst the tremendous Divine Power. When faced with overwhelming force, Wu Hen would employ the tactic of "capturing the leader first" to force Disaster to retract its ability to control spirits and generals.
With the power of the Black Divine Death Sword, if he could strike the Chaos Moon, he could still cause significant damage to Disaster.
Unfortunately, Wu Hen had not yet even encountered Disaster.
"The wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves, the evil spirits transformed by immortals and demons are too terrifying; at this stage, it's genuinely hard to sleep. Wu Hen using the old tactic to force Disaster to retract its Divine Power is good; crossing the numerous layers of immortal and demonic mountains is already quite an achievement," Bai Ze nodded secretly.
The Sha Chiyou phase was the most agonizing for Bai Ze.
Wu Hen had completely immersed himself in the joy of battle with Disaster, finding endless delight, yet he was tormented by the heroic souls and vengeful spirits of those immortals and demons, occasionally seeing old acquaintances from Ancient Times. They seemed to still retain memories of those days, appearing before him showing their full ghastly grins, genuinely scaring Bai Ze terribly.
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Day after day, year after year.
Bai Ze's cultivation had grown an unknown amount; he felt that even facing the eight Divine Officers, they would regard him differently.
But upon further thought, the eight Divine Officers were also cultivating; whatever growth in years of cultivation he achieved, theoretically, they were growing too since the time in the Scroll Realm did not follow the cosmic Time Law...
"Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Suddenly, the world shook violently, Bai Ze was startled and hurriedly hid in his little safe nest.
Once he was safe, Bai Ze raised his head to look outside, only then realizing that Disaster had rarily revealed its true form, the Chaos Moon.
In the pale halo surrounding the Chaos Moon, the silhouette of a figure holding a sword was particularly vivid; he was like the ancient god Kua Fu who chased the sun, Hou Yi who shot down the sun, the Black Divine Miracle releasing a vast expanse of black void which even swallowed the entire Mountain and River Realm and suppressed the Chaos Crown emanating from the Chaos Moon.
"How many times has this been, falling back on this tactic again, facing a Divine Power he can't completely resist?" Bai Ze felt that this time Wu Hen was again going to find a way around.
Of course, this was also a method of decryption.
Disaster was the Spirit of Ten Thousand Changes; its strength lay in its ability to perform many ancient Divine Powers, but it couldn't fully suppress the Black Divine Miracle, at least not in terms of vitality, healing, and resilience.
The Chaos Moon ascended higher, a vast chaotic desert appearing beneath it, blocking Wu Hen's attack this time.
However, Wu Hen did not act as he had in the past; the Black Divine Soul Flower within him bloomed furiously, the sword in his hand growing massive enough to pierce the sky, this realm of mountains and rivers too small to contain the grandeur of the Black Divine Miracle!
In the Sky Heart, cracks appeared in the mysterious basin's stele, the white Electric Thunder Divine Power leaking out, like a skyscraper's space being crushed layer by layer, its beams and columns shattering, realms collapsing.
Boundless black void, the entire Mountain and River Realm featured only one sword—the blackness of the expansive universe seemed like the chilling gleam of this sword's blade, with the Chaos Moon in its midst merely a star shell whose brilliance was suppressed!
"Not good, this fellow is serious this time!!" Bai Ze suddenly realized something.
Bai Ze had slept for a very long time, and he occasionally saw Wu Hen strike the moon with his sword, mostly pretending, aiming to force Disaster to stop commanding its Divine Powers and soldiers.
Once as a pretense.
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Twice were but feints.
Countless times were feints.
Yet, there was one instance, an instance Wu Hen himself wasn't even sure of, a truly real moment that even a high-dimensional god like Disaster couldn't detect, and that was enough to pose a real threat to his life!
"One in ten thousand chances of success... This is what you see when you look down on me."
"One truth among ten thousand falsehoods, this is my strategy."
"If I do not stand at the same height as you in this game, I am bound to meet endless defeat."
"When I attack you countless times, and every time is false, you have to guard against me, guard against one moment of breaking the cauldrons and sinking the boats."
"Your guard, your tense state, can be sustained once, twice, three times, a hundred times, a thousand times, but you cannot possibly guard against me ten thousand times, when you need to be careful, I have already stood at the same height as you."
"According to your Law, I can challenge you countless times."
"And you only have one chance to fail."
"So, when I stand at the same height as you, all I need to do is give it my all just once, using tens of thousands of fakes to cover up that one true instance!"
In the boundless black void, sparkling Star Radiance shone, and as Wu Hen unleashed all his Black Divine Soul Flowers, his thoughts became like billions of Star Swords, filling the entire Mountain and River Realm!
The Mountain and River Realm shone brighter than ever before; Sword Stars interweaved, clustering around the supreme Black Divine Miracle, clustering around Wu Hen who wielded the Death Sword, and with a thunderous command, the swords struck the Chaos Moon, billions of Heavenly Light Sword Stars flying towards the Chaos Moon!!
"Disaster!"
Wu Hen pronounced the name of this deity calmly and solemnly, then with the tone that had defeated him countless times, said,
"Face my Black Divine Miracle Sword Might!!!!"
Majestic Sword Might, like annihilation of star showers, instantly shattered the mountains and rivers created by the Chaos Moon. Sword after sword, Primordial Swords fell like monuments, and with a furious shout from Wu Hen, he transformed into one of those billion Star Swords!
"Whoosh!"
A distinct White River Sword Trace among the billion Star Swords, split the Chaos Moon in two!
Around the Chaos Moon, bizarre ripples appeared, reflecting countless ancient divine shadows—Sha Chiyou, Blood Punishment Sky, Houtu Divine Phoenix, Canghuo Yinglong...
Eventually, all the Divine Heroic Spirits overlapped, and the split Chaos Moon, like a reflection in a well, slowly merged back together as the ripples disappeared.
Seeing the Chaos Moon recombine, Wu Hen's demeanor drastically shifted from the divine descent to a dumbstruck expression!
You've got to be kidding!
It also has the power to reform??
Meaning I went through all the trouble, barely scraping by against a high-dimensional overlord's tough exterior??
Do I have to keep fighting, what else will it transform into next, Dark Pangu, Emperor Netherflame, Snow Queen?
Suddenly, the Chaos Moon transformed into a beam, fiercely striking towards Wu Hen's chest.
The Black Divine Death Sword also resides in Wu Hen's chest.
But the Black Divine Death Sword did not block it, letting the Chaos Moon fly into Wu Hen's soul.
In an instant, Wu Hen felt his soul leave his body, and then one by one, towering mountain shadows emerged, each bigger than the last, forming a towering Mountain Abyss of Divine Heroic Spirits around his detached soul!
In the Mountain Abyss, those who had challenged him, trampled him countless times, and trapped him for innumerable ages with their Divine Power, reflected in the soul light within the soul abyss...
"Am I forging a Holy Soul??"
Wu Hen suddenly realized something.
Disaster was indeed an amalgamation of so many Divine Heroic Spirits, so after vanquishing this divine totem, all these soul castings also became the totem spirits within Wu Hen's soul, their substantial presence making Wu Hen feel as if he had suddenly received protection from countless Ancient Gods from Ancient Times. Even borrowing a trifling amount of power from these Divine Heroic Spirits would bring a tremendous shock to the outside world!
"Soul Casting, Disaster!"
"Oh my goodness, it really worked!!"
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Bai Ze's voice became piercingly shrill, completely turning into an overly excited and undignified old sister-in-law.
In Bai Ze's view, since Disaster was once a high-dimensional god, it expected Wu Hen's will to collapse completely, leading to Disaster pitying Wu Hen and letting him go.
It never dared to think along the lines of Soul Casting Disaster!
But Wu Hen succeeded, he achieved the Soul Casting of Disaster…
"It's done, he really became Wu Tian now!"
Black Divine Miracle, plus Disaster.
He really can pretend now!
Absolute madness is upon us!
