The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 573 - 428: Near Death (Part 2)
Overwhelmingly, as if about to completely drown the entire world below.
Under the shroud of this immense power, both Yu Wentong and the huge hand of the Demon God Mechanic Soldier suspended in mid-air remained motionless.
Don’t even mention resistance, at this moment they couldn’t even slightly move, nor even think about evading.
Yu Wentong watched helplessly as the massive tentacle approached, her eyes reflecting its rapid enlargement.
The shadow of the tentacle was about to completely occupy her pupils...
Just then, "Splash—"
A sound akin to something breaking through water echoed in her ears.
The earth-shaking might brought by the stream-light tentacle quietly dissipated after this sound.
An indescribable ancient and vast aura, combined with a hint of wicked mystery, quickly rose from beneath, permeating the entire area.
Yu Wentong found she could move her body.
She looked down.
Surprisingly discovered.
On the black tide beneath her, amid the boiling, rising blood-red water, a huge whirlpool had appeared at some unknown time.
Within the whirlpool, countless Gray Gas steamed upwards.
Rapidly condensing into a grotesque, fierce giant hand, rising up without any flourish, meeting the swooping stream-light tentacle head-on.
The two quietly collided in mid-air.
In a brief stalemate, the gray giant hand from the ancient waters shattered with a roar.
The stream-light tentacle was unstoppable, continuing to press downward.
Yet the broken Gray Gas did not dissipate; instead, it began to surge towards the suspended hand of the Demon God Mechanic Soldier.
The Dark Gold Waves surrounding the hand of the Demon God Mechanic Soldier were ineffective against both the stream-light tentacle and the mysterious Gray Gas.
Rolling Gray Gas unobstructedly drilled into the Mechanic Soldier’s hand.
Instantly, the Dark Gold runes on the surface of the hand, occupied by Gray Gas, shattered like snowflakes.
Replaced by countless twisted, ancient, mysterious gray runes.
The shape of the Demon God Mechanic Soldier’s seven fingers changed accordingly.
The entire Mechanic Soldier’s hand rapidly expanded like an inflated balloon, ultimately transforming into a bizarre giant hand covered in gray patterns, like it was growing thick gray hair.
Once again reaching towards the stream-light tentacle.
"Boom!"
The descending stream-light tentacle and the corporeal gray-patterned hand collided a second time.
Visible terrifying ripples radiated from the collision’s center, sweeping outward like waves.
The void turned into fragile paper, crumbling into fragments.
A viscous, transparent energy mass seemed to halt even time, expanding and exploding, pushing everything around the two aside.
Yu Wentong was moved involuntarily, and in the moment her body was pushed away, she instinctively glanced towards Lu Yuan’s position.
In a hurried glimpse, she only saw a black mass ceaselessly contracting at the center, countless frantically dancing black tentacles, and faintly an enraged shout belonging to... "Andusha."
The next second.
An unmatched brilliant light occupied everything in sight.
Yu Wentong, like a dust particle in a whirlwind, was continually pushed out.
She struggled to control the ever-flowing bloodline power within her, trying to stabilize her stance.
As the aftermath of the collision slightly subsided, the intense light before her faded away.
She saw——
At a distant location from her, the descending stream-light tentacle was curling back towards the sky from whence it came.
Its end was firmly grasped by the gray-patterned hand that had occupied the hand of the "Andusha" Demon God Mechanic Soldier.
Mysteriously, it seemed as though a mighty presence was angrily roaring in her ear.
The next moment.
"Crack—"
The already broken sky broke open with another large hole, and a second stream-light tentacle descended....
At this moment.
A corner of this ancient Secret Realm space had completely turned into a battlefield for two unknown mighty beings.
The gray-patterned hand and the two stream-light tentacles competed fiercely with no sign of weakness.
Large portions of the void shattered, revealing the Starry Sky beyond, as if the real doomsday was looming.
"It’s a strong member from that one’s family..."
Yu Wentong deduced the opponent’s identity from the vine-like form of the stream-light tentacle.
Her eyes flickered slightly, she closed them, letting her mind scatter thoroughly.
She sensed that in this space, some remnants of ancient consciousness had completely awakened after the aura of a strong one behind "Andusha" descended.
Uncertain whether this would turn out to be good or bad.
But for now, to them... it was favorable.
"Lu Yuan..."
Yu Wentong frantically searched amidst the chaotic battle of strength.
She unexpectedly discovered the previously dissipated aura belonging to Lu Yuan.
At this moment, it seemed to surge forth vividly.
Conversely, "Andusha’s" aura was continually declining, fading away.
In the blink of an eye... it totally disappeared.
Yu Wentong swiftly followed the aura’s trail amid the combat’s aftermath.
Before long, she finally found his location.
——
At this moment, what appeared before Yu Wentong was a motionless silhouette.
His entire being burned with a transparent and faint flame, eyes closed, lying quietly in the void.
The fiery figure was unmistakably Lu Yuan’s form, but appeared incredibly pale and weak.
Lu Yuan’s life potential continued to drain away, and the total amount wasn’t much, looking as though he would vanish again at any moment.
Yu Wentong’s eyes flickered briefly, she moved swiftly, arriving beside Lu Yuan.
She reached out both hands, gently embraced the sleeping Lu Yuan.
Without hesitation, she leaned her forehead forward, pressing it against Lu Yuan’s cold forehead.







