Chapter 650 The Most Fragrant Egg-filled Pancake (Finale)
"Shit! Shit!"
Gris, who had taken out a new sword and slashed at Lu Wenwu, was smashed to pieces by the other party's punch. Suddenly, he cursed incoherently and seemed to be a little broken.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Lu Wenwu was not only filled with murderous intent and fear, but also with a hint of disgust.
It's like encountering an Ultra Dung Monster in a Souls-like game.
"Disgusting? That's right, disgusting!"
"The more disgusting you are, the more it proves that I am right!"
Lu Wenwu grinned fiercely, and the huge Fa Tian Xiang Di rushed out.
The power of the Military Killing Fist was unleashed without reservation, shattering and collapsing piece after piece of space, and annihilating the sword moves performed by Gris into the void.
Feeling the injuries on his body healing quickly, he laughed more and more unscrupulously.
Of course Lu Wenwu knew why Gris suddenly started cursing.
A long time ago, long before he had acquired the supreme physical power of Fa Tian Xiang Di, which had only been mentioned in fragments in myths and legends, Meng Po had told him about it.
He said that this was a necessary magical power for those who practiced physical cultivation, and after it was mastered, it would become the most hated existence by those of the same level.
No doubt about it.
Lu Wenwu asked what the reason was at that time.
But at that time, Meng Po showed an ugly expression as if she had eaten shit, and did not explain the matter.
He just said that when Lu Wenwu learned it himself and fought against the enemy, he would naturally understand it.
He was completely confused at that time.
And now he has completely understood.
The top-level physical magical power, Fa Tian Xiang Di, takes the approach of absolutely enhancing the physical body, and is truly able to break all laws with one force.
No matter how powerful the laws and concepts you master are, no matter how sophisticated your moves and skills are, they are useless.
The only way to defeat a cultivator who has used the power of Heaven and Earth is to compete with him in terms of numbers and hard power, and have a head-on confrontation with real punches and a thrilling fight.
The idea of relying on other means to kill, besiege, and consume the enemy simply does not exist.
Or you choose to retreat.
If you want to kill it, you have to fight hard!
We can only fight hard!
This is also why Gris broke through the defense.
As a top-level magic turret who has lived through countless years and mastered thousands of magical powers, he can release billions of divine lights and flatten thousands of worlds with just a thought.
It is not difficult to distort the concept of the entire world with one's own mythological anchor.
But now, Lu Wenwu used the power of heaven and earth.
This means that all mechanisms are wiped out.
No matter how powerful you are, I can break it with my own strength.
Everything has returned to the most primitive numerical confrontation.
Those conceptual powers that are enough to crush ordinary pseudo-immortals have almost no effect on Fa Tian Xiang Di!
Anyone can break through the defense.
It's like a psychopath first pulls a normal person into his psychopathic world, and then defeats you with his rich experience.
Anyone would curse in the street.
It is precisely because of this unreasonable and reckless character that the most powerful physical magical power in the world, Fa Tian Xiang Di, has become somewhat "notorious".
Lu Wenwu couldn't help but recall the scenes from Journey to the West, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
When the monkey who made havoc in Heaven used his magic to control heaven and earth, even a powerful man like Guanjiangkou Erye, who had so many magical powers, had to choose to respond in the same way.
This is the value of Fa Tian Xiang Di!
"Hehehe, you inherently evil old ghost Gris, I will blow your head off with my own hands to clear my mind and achieve enlightenment!"
Lu Wenwu laughed wildly and rushed forward.
The fist turned into a claw, and the ferocious dragon claw grabbed the giant sword that was bursting with evil.
"court death!"
Scarlet flames surged in Gris's eyes.
In an instant, the long sword shed its chaotic and hazy outer shell, revealing a sword body that looked like a spine.
Every inch of the sword was covered with dense, wriggling blood-colored lines, as if it had life, constantly emitting the shrill howls of vengeful spirits, distorting the surrounding space.
The sword edge, which is almost entirely condensed from soul power and flesh and blood, covers the spine sword, and the sharp sword intent that is enough to cut through the sky is brewed in an instant.
Soul-devouring Bone Sword.
This is one of Gris's natal artifacts. He completed it after destroying ten small worlds and refining everything including the Heavenly Dao, and then supplemented it with countless treasures.
Its power has surpassed that of mythical weapons and reached the level of a true divine weapon!
Theoretically speaking, kendo is not Gris's best offensive technique.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to use the magical powers and techniques that he is more proficient in.
But there is no way.
When he was unable to use the supreme physical magical power of Fa Tian Xiang Di to fight against Lu Wenwu, attacking with swordsmanship was the most effective way.
When faced with this situation, the magic is just to scrape the opponent's skin.
Faced with Lu Wenwu's vigorous attack, Gris's anger grew more and more intense.
He once possessed an incarnation lurking in the God Alliance, and had already obtained the cultivation method of Fa Tian Xiang Di.
This supreme magical power is not complicated and is even widely circulated.
The reason for its rarity is simply because the difficulty of practicing it is too incredible. Looking across the entire boundless chaotic sea, there are not many people who can have such a strong physique that can withstand the backlash when using magical powers.
Gris had a chance.
The black crystal skeleton in the world of [Martial Arts Competition] is one of his incarnations specially used to practice the path of body refining.
In his expectation, when his nine bodies merged into one, with the black crystal skull as bones, the Undead Lord as soul, and the incorruptible bones as flesh, the nine mythological anchor points would forge a perfect divine foundation.
He will possess a nearly perfect divine body!
Not only can he use all kinds of methods, but his physical strength can also temporarily withstand the backlash brought by the laws of nature and the earth.
Practicing both magic and martial arts without any weaknesses is the path to invincibility!
Unfortunately, they encountered Lu Wenwu, a troublemaker.
Not only did he fail to obtain the True Demon Seed that would have made the fusion more perfect, but the cultivation of the Black Crystal Skeleton was also in vain.
Now facing the Fa Tian Xiang Di that he had once longed for, how could Gris not be furious? How could he not be overwhelmed?
Fire was almost spitting out of his eyes!
Lu Wenwu must be killed here at all costs.
Otherwise, his heart will not be clear, and he will not be able to make any progress in the future because of the inner demon created by Lu Wenwu!
This is the double superposition of hatred for the broken road and the struggle for the way!
"You die!"
The pitch-black dragon scales shining with dark golden light seemed to be rubbed by billions of invisible cutting saws at the same time!
The ear-piercing, almost debilitating friction sound almost became tangible and exploded outward.
This is more nerve-wracking and creepy than scratching a blackboard with your fingernails.
Large bursts of dazzling sparks burst out. They are the fragments that burst out when the pure power of law is forcibly annihilated, and they are the aftermath of the brutal confrontation between laws!
The glow, like a star explosion, spurted out violently from the contact surface between the claws and the sword, forming a destructive fire storm covering an area of 100 miles!
"Old ghost Gris, your purity is not enough to kill me!"
Lu Wenwu grinned fiercely, and the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword, which condensed Gris's boundless evil thoughts and power, was forcibly stopped by his absolute brute force from slashing down!
"This isn't strong enough!"
With a roar, the dragon claws suddenly exerted force.
Each claw and toe was like a tightly bound divine gold chain, madly squeezing the blade of the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword!
Gris's face was filled with horror, and he instinctively wanted to draw his sword back, but it was too late.
The flesh and blood of Lu Wenwu's right claw has completely wrapped around the sword body, and countless thick dragon scales have completely imprisoned the spine of the sword body, and at the cost of his own injuries, he has completely fixed it here!
Under the astonishing power, even the natal sword of the true artifact level let out a wail like metal fatigue.
No matter how Gris unleashed his strength, the deformed and teeth-grinding sound could still be heard faintly.
There was an imperceptible crack in the center of the sword.
"Give it to me. Break it!"
Lu Wenwu's light golden dragon eyes flickered with light, and the purgatory dragon flames all over his body instantly shot up into the sky.
On the head, the ferocious and sharp dragon horns actually appeared with a hint of red gold.
Violent power erupted from it.
Without any hesitation!
Facing the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword that was still madly cutting the dragon claws and splashing fragments of the laws.
Lu Wenwu's ferocious demon dragon head smashed down fiercely with a crazy fighting spirit that could overturn the world!
With the pair of dragon horns that had already wrapped up the endless sea of blood and the power of laws, it slammed into the middle section of the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword, which already had some cracks on its body!
“KANG!”
This time, it was no longer the sound of metal clashing, but it seemed as if the heavenly laws supporting the entire world were being hit by a heavy hammer weighing billions of tons at this moment!
Almost collapsed!
After a loud bang that was dull enough to shatter the void, there was a terrifying buzzing sound that forcibly distorted the frequency of all things!
"boom!"
A storm of extreme filth and distortion, mixed with Lu Wenwu's violent power, turned into a chaotic sphere that devoured everything and expanded wildly!
Wherever it expands, time and space are instantly transformed into the most primitive chaotic particle flow!
Circles of red and black death shock waves swept across the entire battlefield with absolute destructive power!
The world barrier of the ancient continent is groaning, breaking, and burning.
This wave of impact not only completely shattered the space above the northern continent, but also completely tore apart the world's barriers, allowing countless chaos to pour in!
The immortal formation that protected the entire ancient continent was damaged the moment the aftermath erupted, and it was reduced to ashes at an astonishing speed along with the exposed areas.
Although the way of heaven in the ancient continent has no wisdom, it has instinct.
The powerful desire to survive supported it and it madly poured its strength into the fairy formation and Xiaobao's body, trying to resist the terrifying aftermath.
Xiaobao's abdominal organs were injured by the powerful recoil force, and he spit out a mouthful of golden blood. His snow-white fur became a little dim.
Not only it, even the power of the way of heaven is declining and fading.
Some of those who did not have enough accumulated foundation but had forced their way through to the divine realm by relying on the racial luck bestowed by heaven, even became unstable and were about to fall.
This means that the state of the Heavenly Dao in the Ancient Continent is very bad, and even the "blessing" can hardly be maintained.
"Shit shoveler and son of a bitch, you two have to hold your own! If you lose, I can't afford to lose this cat!"
Xiaobao spat out another mouthful of snow, looked up at the battlefield, and couldn't help cursing.
The worry in his eyes hadn't faded since the battle began.
Fighting the demon with pure strength is still a bit too much of a stretch.
With the destruction of the world barrier of the ancient continent and the decline of the power of heaven, the suppression and weakening of Gris, who is directly exposed to the chaos, will also be reduced.
This means an increase in power!
There is a difference between immortals and mortals.
It is too difficult to try to kill a god when there is a huge gap in combat power between such realms.
Above the sky, Gris's expression was extremely ugly.
Lu Wenwu's almost suicidal fighting style caused him to suffer serious injuries. His head and right half of his arm were missing, leaving only half of his body, which has not yet fully grown.
For other practitioners, this is a serious injury that is enough to determine victory.
Even a true immortal god would be considered seriously injured if he lost a small part of his body.
But Gris knew clearly.
This was nothing to Lu Wenwu, it just consumed some of his physical strength.
What's more, this is in accordance with the laws of nature!
It is the essence, and yet it is not the essence!
Indeed, this greatly shortened the time the opponent could maintain after casting the Law of Heaven and Earth, which was a huge loss.
But how could his own losses be small?
On the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword, which was forged from his incarnated body and shared the same will as his, a huge charred crack was clearly visible, running through almost two-thirds of the sword!
The edge rolled and landed with the remaining power of Wenwu.
The weird black flame burned fiercely, biting madly like a maggot on the tarsal bone!
The faces of the ghosts densely packed on the sword were twisted, howling miserably, and then evaporated into gray-black smoke! Countless rough bone nails peeled off from the main body and turned into ashes!
There are shocking cracks all over the body, as if it will break into pieces at any time.
The signs of defeat are already apparent!
This Soul-Devouring Bone Sword, which he had poured countless original powers and precious treasures into forging, was about to completely disintegrate under Lu Wenwu's pure violence!
Even though the scarlet flesh was constantly squirming, trying to repair the severely damaged sword, how much power could it still unleash?
How many more sword strikes can he make?
Without the power of kendo, which specializes in killing, how could he defeat this monster in front of him with almost infinite physical strength?
For a moment, Gris's face was gloomy and looked like it was about to drip with water.
“Damn it! Damn it!”
"These barbarians who can manipulate the heavens and the earth deserve to die!"
Gris's consciousness erupted with infinite rage!
Those scarlet eyes that seemed to be burning with flames were fixed on the thousand-foot-tall demon dragon in front of them that supported the sky and stepped on the earth, with a demonic aura as deep as the abyss!
It wasn't just anger and unwillingness, there was also a hint of horror hidden deep in his heart!
This pantheon alliance quietly raised such a monster!
That is the original demon!
The source of all evil!
How could it be cultivated intentionally?
That was the origin that he had been planning to pursue for thousands of years but could not even get the tip of the iceberg. However, he was just a lucky ant who climbed up with the help of that system, and his luck was so strong!
retreat?
Impossible to retreat!
This person must be killed!
The killing intention is firm and there is no turning back!
It has come to this point now, even the perfect divine foundation has been sacrificed, what else is there that I am reluctant to give up?
Everything is just external things.
As long as you give yourself time to plan, nothing can’t be made up for!
Give it your all and kill him!
Gris's resolute roar erupted in his heart, igniting the blood that had long since cooled due to tens of thousands of years of seeking stability.
"Festival!"
With a loud shout, deathly silence enveloped an area of 100,000 miles!
Gris's gorgeous robe suddenly collapsed!
Seven phantoms emitting different terrifying auras flashed into view in the chaos behind him!
They come in various shapes.
Or a giant skull tripod wrapped in foul starlight, or a crown of thorns forged from the faces of endless despair.
Or perhaps, that gorgeous robe with a brilliant golden halo!
Each one of them exudes an aura of decay that is enough to plunge a universe into extinction!
They were forged, condensed, polished, and sublimated bit by bit by Gris during his long years of cultivation. Finally, they were promoted together with the improvement of his realm and the fusion of mythological anchor points to become his innate divine artifacts!
There is no time for hesitation at this moment!
"collapse!"
A hint of reluctance flashed in Gris's eyes, but was replaced by absolute coldness the next moment.
A murderous and terrifying will rolled over him.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
Seven wails like the explosion of the universe exploded almost in sequence, and at the same time, an unprecedented brilliant light burst out.
Then, the self is completely annihilated, leaving only the most original and pure essence!
Seven torrents of energy with mixed colors and different properties, with Gris himself as the transit point, were madly injected into the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword that had been damaged to the extreme.
This energy is too powerful and violent, and even a body at the demon level cannot fully withstand it.
It actually made his already distorted human body expand and shrink, and covered it with shocking and horrifying cracks!
"Not enough, not enough!"
Gris roared, and burst out with a suction force that seemed to devour everything!
It was not acting on matter, but sweeping through his own storage spaces one after another, looting all the storage equipment that stored supplies.
The resentful spirits that had accumulated for countless years and destroyed countless worlds, harvested and refined bit by bit, were completely transformed into nutrients to recast and sublime the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword!
The desperate howls of the souls gathered into a soul storm, covering the sky and the sun.
The entire ancient continent turned into polar night at this moment.
The sea of energy where seven original divine artifacts collapsed.
The source of despair formed by the gathering of countless resentful souls.
The two streams of destructive energy that could instantly overturn the universe were forcibly mixed and compressed by Gris using himself as a furnace!
"Soul-Devouring Bone Sword. Reforged!"
Gris roared and threw everything into the cracked and collapsing bone sword in his hand!
"Zheng!"
The surging ultimate destructive energy was like iron sand attracted by a magnet, surging and wriggling on the broken sword!
The huge crack on the sword was instantly filled with a sticky black energy substance, which continuously manifested one distorted face after another struggling madly!
And based on the original structure, it was forcibly cast into a more distorted and blasphemous form!
The pale bones and scarlet flesh on the sword were no longer there, but had turned into a pure black color that seemed to have swallowed up all the light, constantly emitting despair and distortion!
Strands of sword intent dissipated, and the surrounding space and time immediately bent violently and collapsed!
The essence of the seven divine artifacts was melted to repair and strengthen it, and the Soul-Devouring Bone Sword that devoured trillions of resentful souls was reborn!
Gris's body, which was about to burst, suddenly shrank and returned to the size of a normal person!
All the radiance and destructive energy were gathered into the pitch-black magic sword in his hand, which embodied all his will and blood!
In this attack, he used all the means he could muster.
Having fought with Lu Wenwu countless times, he knew very well that delaying time was meaningless against the monster in front of him.
The best solution is to decide victory or defeat, life or death with just one strike!
All in!
"This sword, next, I will die!"
"If you can't take it, you die!"
Gris raised his sword, just like a warrior who had just learned swordsmanship, and simply made a basic sword stance.
On the tip of the sword, time, space, light, and even the world barriers of the ancient continent were all destroyed.
In front of the sword tip, a rapidly expanding black area of absolute death and silence appeared, causing even chaos to distort and disintegrate!
All souls are buried!
This attack transcended all barriers of time, space and senses, and unleashed the power of the demon god, covering Lu Wenwu's entire body as it struck down.
That is a double attack that exists simultaneously at the conceptual and physical levels!
It was the final killing move of the demon god Gris, who had put all his cards on the line and drained all his strength!
Facing the ultimate sword that almost wiped out everything, the smile on Lu Wenwu's dragon head disappeared.
Deep within those brilliant golden pupils, the madness and ferocity that arose from challenging a powerful enemy retreated for the first time.
Instead, there was an eerie silence and calm.
Only the faint curve at the corner of his mouth proved how crazy Lu Wenwu was at this moment.
In the eyes of others, they would definitely call him a lunatic!
A complete lunatic!
He actually had to sacrifice everything he had at this time and gamble his life with the other party!
One move determines victory or defeat, life or death, this is also what Lu Wenwu wants to see.
After all, he has always had this kind of madness hidden in his bones. Everyone who is familiar with him knows that he has obvious mental illness, but he is the only one who doesn't think so.
He just happens to look like a normal person.
"Maomao."
There was no sound, no unnecessary communication, only a thought.
Like a whisper across the long river of time, it penetrates into the deepest part of the soul and awakens the long-dormant imprint in the body.
Just one call and the man and the dog will be in tune with each other.
They are brothers.
We are comrades.
They are the family who have depended on each other since coming to Blue Star!
The next moment, it seemed as if the gate to heaven in the immortal world, which had been silent for billions of years, was violently pushed open, and the supreme power that was enough to create the immortal immortal court burst out without reservation.
On Lu Wenwu's ferocious demonic body, nine dark golden light marks that penetrated the sky and the earth suddenly exploded from the center of his eyebrows, heart, dantian, and even the depths of his soul!
That was the physical power he had built for himself since he embarked on the path of body refinement, integrating all he had learned.
The Nine Heavens Gate!
Each streak of light is as bright as an exploding star.
At this moment, there are no more constraints and shackles, but it is completely open without any reservations, without a trace left!
The first layer of the sky gate opened, and the majestic blood and energy containing infinite power gushed out. The bone spurs and dragon scales on Lu Wenwu's body melted instantly and reorganized into even more terrifying and tangled muscle bundles.
The second gate of heaven opened, and the wheel of merit behind him became ethereal and merged into his body. The source of life that had been accumulated for countless years began to burn, and the storm of purgatory dragon breath brought about by the rise and fall of his chest turned into a skin-like medium covering his body.
The third level, the fourth level...the eighth level!
Every time the Heavenly Gate opens, it brings about a terrifying transformation of the physical body!
Each level is an explosion where your life is at stake!
The muscle bundles were torn and reshaped crazily under the violent energy, and the characteristics of a true dragon on the body disappeared completely.
Instead, there are human figures.
It's like Lu Wenwu is a larger version of himself.
The demonic energy gushing from his body was stained with a golden light that possessed divinity.
The ten-thousand-foot-tall body was like an eternal divine weapon forged to the limit, and every inch of it wailed under the heavy burden.
Opening the Nine Heavens Gate with the power of the law of nature, even someone as strong as Lu Wenwu still cannot withstand this level of backlash.
The body was disintegrating, and the surface of the extremely tough skin was covered with golden-red cracks like lava. The flesh and blood all over the body was constantly disintegrating, repairing, and replenishing, making Lu Wenwu covered in blood in an instant.
But, that’s not enough!
The expression on Lu Wenwu's face was distorted by the pain of his soul and body, but the smile on his face became brighter.
The ninth gate of heaven opens!
boom!
An extremely terrifying aura burst out from every crack on his body. The golden-red energy surging around him instantly turned into almost materialized flames, and countless red and black thunders roared!
All the magical powers, spells, skills, strength, laws, concepts, murderous intent, martial arts will, original demon body, true dragon bloodline, and countless experiences of killing on the brink of life and death since embarking on the path of cultivation, are now melted by the body that is like a furnace, and forged by one's own will and soul!
Then, it concentrated on the only raised giant fist!
That fist. No!
That's no longer a fist!
It was the entire world's counterattack against Gris's sword of extermination!
It turned into a bloody universe that enveloped the fist, constantly spinning and devouring everything!
At the core of the bloody universe, there is a huge sun that is larger than the ordinary world and more dazzling than the light of God, shining forever!
Bloody Sun Demon-Slaying Fist: Supreme Reincarnation!
This is a style of boxing that combines everything Lu Wenwu has learned throughout his life.
Silent and yet extremely terrifying.
Wherever the iron fist passed, it left behind only a deep black mark that continued to spread, and even the power of chaos disappeared.
At the edge of the black mark, countless particles appeared like bubbles, then disappeared, and then reappeared.
No light!
No heat!
Fluctuations without rules!
If it weren't for that black mark, it would have looked like an ordinary punch without any extraordinary power.
The sky above the northern continent seemed to be quiet at this moment.
On one side, there is Gris's sword that cuts down and kills everything.
On the other side, Lu Wenwu swung his iron fist.
In a moment that transcended time and space, fist and sword collided.
No sound.
There was no explosion.
A "point" that can hardly be described in any words suddenly appeared between the tip of the sword and the edge of the fist.
It was at the moment when this "point" appeared that the entire ancient continent seemed to have lost the concept of "existence"!
Time stopped, space solidified, and light froze in mid-air.
All physical, transcendental, and conceptual perceptions were instantly taken away!
Even the way of heaven was delayed for a moment.
A breath? Or eternity?
As that indescribable "point" suddenly collapsed inward to an infinitesimal size, everything returned to normal in an instant.
Along with it came a world-destroying storm that was like the beginning of the world.
More than one third of the world barrier of the ancient continent was torn apart in an instant.
The space above the entire northern continent has been completely destroyed.
The immortal formation that covered the entire ancient continent began to dim and break in an instant, like a glass ball hit by a hammer, and cracks that were invisible to the naked eye exploded!
The Heavenly Dao exerted its mad output, almost burning itself out, and finally maintained the last trace of light that was so dim that it was almost undetectable, barely protecting all living beings when the aftermath of this world-destroying battle came.
Black and red!
Calm and crazy!
Destruction and power.
Two completely different forces, but both reaching the extreme of world-destroying power collided.
Where the storm passes, there is an absolute end!
Gris's Soul-Devouring Bone Sword, which was infused with the power of seven innate divine artifacts and strengthened by billions of resentful souls, seemed so pale and powerless under the fist that seemed to destroy everything.
The tip of the sword silently disappeared into nothingness, and the dirty black sword body was covered by black flames, like a burning rotten wood that collapsed and burned.
The billions of wronged souls covering it evaporated in an instant, and collapsed along with the source of despair flowing within it!
No debris flew.
Under the crushing of the supreme fist intention, nothing was left.
In other words, their existence and concepts have been completely reconstructed, and they exist in this world in a form that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.
"This! Is! Impossible!"
Gris simply couldn't believe what he saw before him, even his soul was burning as he tried to save the situation.
But it was all in vain.
In this life-and-death competition, he lost.
It no longer makes any sense to finally decide to bet my body, soul, and cultivation together now.
In an instant, the sword shattered!
There was nothing to stop Gris.
He finally panicked at this moment and hurriedly took out countless defensive items and activated them, trying to block it.
But even his sword attack, which he had put almost all his strength into, was defeated, so what else could block this punch?
Gris wanted to escape and return to a safe place to survive.
But that indomitable supreme fist had already destroyed everything, transcended everything, and reached the conceptual level. How could it be avoided or escaped by those ordinary means?
The fist wrapped in bright gold and scarlet only paused for a moment before breaking through all defenses with unstoppable force.
As if jokingly, he gently pressed it on the chest of Gris, whose power was backfired due to the shattering of his life artifact, and whose breath was weakened due to the burning of his cultivation and soul!
puff!
It was like a red-hot iron rod piercing through a clay figurine that was extremely decayed.
Countless shocking giant cracks spread out from the point where the fist landed, and instantly covered the entire body!
Gris's scarlet eyes flickered and trembled violently, clearly revealing regret for the first time.
At this moment.
He finally got scared.
He began to fear.
He began to regret it!
It's not that he regrets destroying the world, slaughtering all living beings, becoming a minion of the true devil, and being an enemy of everything.
He just regretted his impatience.
Regret coming here to seek revenge at all costs.
I regret causing trouble for this monster Lu Wenwu.
“Crack!”
A crisp sound appeared, and Gris's body suddenly stiffened.
Everything that condensed his existence, including all the matter and energy that made up his existence, flesh, blood, bones, soul, body, broken remnants of resentful souls, laws, concepts, and even the foundation of his deification and the anchor point of mythology, all collapsed inward at this moment.
In the center of the battlefield, at the very center of the destructive storm, all the violent energy turbulence suddenly subsided, like the brief calm after the storm.
In the original place, there was only a heart-poundingly deep void, where even chaos did not exist, presenting a complete vacuum of nothingness.
And in the absolute void, there is an egg the size of an egg!
The eggshell is matte black and spins slowly.
Next to the egg, Lu Wenwu's ten thousand foot long demonic body could no longer maintain the form of law of heaven and earth after throwing a supreme punch.
As Gris's body collapsed, countless red-gold torrents suddenly erupted from the nine sky gates that connected heaven and earth on his huge body that was like a giant pillar supporting the sky.
That was the source of his life collapsing and dissipating uncontrollably.
The flames were completely extinguished, the scales peeled off, and it turned into dust and dissipated before it hit the ground.
Lu Wenwu's huge body shrank rapidly and deflated instantly like a punctured balloon.
A majestic existence like a god collapsed.
All that remained was a vague human figure.
That's Lu Wenwu.
Lu Wenwu after suffering a huge backlash.
Just a moment later, even the body that barely maintained its human form began to disintegrate piece by piece, and large pieces of flesh and blood turned into dust and fell to the ground like weathered sand and gravel.
In the blink of an eye, all the flesh and blood on Lu Wenwu's body disappeared, leaving only a dull golden skeleton covered with cracks.
Even so, the skeleton continued to slowly disintegrate and peel off, and never stopped.
The bones that once flowed with infinite power were now filled with deathly silence, the vitality was so dim that it was barely detectable, and there was no power at all.
Only a faint golden light of indescribable fatigue and relief remained in the depths of the empty eye sockets, staring at the small egg in front of him.
In the boundless chaos, there was dead silence.
All that remained was the floating black egg and a skeleton that seemed about to turn into dust.
Suddenly, a dark figure separated from the skeleton.
That was Maomao, who was also seriously injured and extremely weak.
"Owner!"
Maomao has lost the ability to speak, and is struggling to convey his thoughts with the last bit of connection in his soul.
It tried to struggle to stand up, but it was completely powerless.
The previous punch drained not only Lu Wenwu, but also Maomao.
Now it is extremely difficult for it to even transmit a piece of information, let alone rescue Lu Wenwu.
Of course, Lu Wenwu has the incredible ability to be reborn by dripping blood.
But that also requires strength to support it.
In Maomao's perception, Lu Wenwu's life is now as weak as a candle in the wind and may be extinguished at any time.
There wasn't even a trace of strength left in his body, his source of energy had completely dried up.
How can he recover in this state?
Maomao was extremely anxious. Just as he was about to burn the fire of life and transform it into the source of essence to prolong Lu Wenwu's life, Lu Wenwu, whose lower body bones had weathered and collapsed, slowly moved.
He slowly raised his right arm, stretched out the only remaining half of his index finger on his metacarpal bone, and lightly touched the dark egg.
The next moment, a rich and fragrant aroma wafted out.
And that pitch-black egg has turned into the appearance that Maomao is most familiar with.
That's an egg-filled pancake! ?
Maomao was stunned for just a moment, then immediately reacted. He burned his origin and forcibly drove a trace of spiritual power to send the seemingly ordinary egg-filled pancake into Lu Wenwu's skull.
In just a moment, the egg-filled pancake turned into light and merged into Lu Wenwu's body, which had been broken down to his ribs.
Lu Wenwu's remaining consciousness saw that his [physical] attribute had changed on his personal panel, which had become somewhat illusory.
【999】The three numbers collapsed.
In its place is a new number.
【1】
Unit: cents.
Astonishing vitality erupted at this moment, and indescribable power surged out.
The bones stopped disintegrating, and the flesh, blood and meridians grew in an instant.
In just less than three breaths, Lu Wenwu reappeared on the ancient continent in a healthy state.
The aura that erupted from his body was that of a true immortal!
There is only one last step left before he can truly enter that realm.
Use your own strength to forcibly blast open the sky gate.
And then, ascend!
But before that, Lu Wenwu had more important things to do.
He immediately slid open his wrist, continuously taking out his own essence and blood, and then used the concepts he controlled to transform them into one egg-filled pancake after another, pried open Maomao's mouth and began to stuff the eggs in.
The essence that Maomao had just burned was quickly replenished, and the cultivation that had been depleted in his body quickly recovered to full, even increasing a little more than before.
Maomao immediately stood up excitedly, wagging his tail happily.
"Master! Master, you."
Then
Then, excited that its master was not dead, it was immediately beaten hard by Lu Wenwu.
Maomao was stunned on the spot.
"Damn it, you've become quite capable, haven't you? You can even do something like burning your own essence? If I hadn't finally realized something and completely mastered the power of concepts, how the hell would you have achieved enlightenment with your essence and foundation missing? You'd still be a worthless successor to the Divine Lord."
Listening to Lu Wenwu's cursing, Maomao wagged his tail happily again.
It’s great that the master is okay!
After treating Maomao, whose essence was burning, Lu Wenwu waved his hand and used his own strength to erase the conceptual distortion caused by the aftermath of the battle.
He also used the power of time and space to repair the space of the ancient continent, and rebuilt the world barrier.
Only then did I feel relieved and go down.
The immortal formation ultimately failed to withstand the aftermath of the final battle.
Even though Heaven forcibly extended his life until he was about to die, he was unable to stop it completely.
This is also normal.
After all, the way of heaven is not omnipotent, and this barely set up immortal formation is even less so.
The Northern Continent and part of the Western Continent were completely wiped out from the world, and a lot of nothingness appeared on the Central Continent due to the collapse of the great formation.
More than a quarter of the entire ancient continent is missing.
Xiaobao is fine.
It was just because it had been operating at overload to maintain the immortal formation, and later in the last wave of impact, the formation was shattered and suffered a lot of backlash.
Coupled with the double depletion of his own spiritual awareness and cultivation, he fainted.
After Lu Wenwu had some food to nourish himself, he quickly regained consciousness.
He grabbed Maomao's ear with his left paw and Lu Wenwu's ear with his right paw, and started to scold the man and the dog who were fighting for their lives over a disagreement.
Lu Wenwu and Maomao looked at each other and smiled.
Everything is implied.
The little cat who says one thing but does another is still the same.
As for what comes next.
Before ascending, let's do the cleanup work first
Lu Wenwu reluctantly began to use the power of time and space to go back, and under the guidance of the heaven of the ancient continent, he tried his best to fill in the missing areas and mountains.
As for the ferocious beast populations that disappeared in the battle, only a part of them can be traced back, and only those whose cultivation level is lower than that of the Beast King can be traced back.
After reaching the level of Beast King, the cause and effect carried on the body are already extremely terrifying.
Even Lu Wenwu could not withstand the backlash caused by retrieving a creature of this level from the river of time.
At the same time, Lu Wenwu had no way to deal with those who were destroyed by Gris's sword of destruction.
After all, he has not yet mastered the concept of time and space, but only mastered the laws of time and space.
Being able to erase the remnants left by Gris with one's own concepts is already the limit.
If he wanted to be more perfect, that was beyond his ability with his current level of cultivation.
Thanks to Lu Wenwu's efforts, more than half of the missing parts of the ancient continent were restored.
Lu Wenwu also used the power of time and space to recapture 90% of the lives of those who died in the aftermath of the battle.
As for the remaining small group, either their cultivation was too strong and he couldn't withstand the backlash.
Either he died directly or he didn't have the ability to do so.
I can only say that it is a bit regrettable.
After all this was done, the Heavenly Dao of the Ancient Continent, grateful for Lu Wenwu's contribution to repairing the world and restoring the ecology, easily agreed to the access to the copy system.
The last task that Lu Wenwu and others had to complete before ascending to heaven was finally successfully completed.
As for the so-called rewards given by the world after completing the optional tasks.
Lu Wenwu looked at Huanggu Tiandao, who looked like he had kidney deficiency, and gave up the idea.
Forget it, there’s no shortage of it anyway.
Now, it's time to ascend.
Put Maomao, Xiaobao, and Qinglin into the Dragon Mansion world.
After saying goodbye to several familiar people in this world, Lu Wenwu had no more worries. He burst out with the power of a true immortal and suddenly punched towards the sky.
A magnificent portal that seemed unreal but extremely real slowly opened from mid-air.
Lu Wenwu took a step forward.
When he reappeared, he had already stepped into it.
[You have entered the Ascension Channel and are being forced to submit an application to end the task and calculate the task progress]
【Settlement in progress, please wait】
【Comprehensive accounting completed】
【Settlement in progress】
[You have passed the dungeon - Battle of the Ancients]
[Number of players alive: 3]
[Number of prospective players to be recruited: 3]
[Required Task: Help any Order faction race achieve dominance and absolute rule (Completed)]
[Secondary Task: If the mandatory task cannot be completed, you can use other methods to establish order. If you help at least one race in the Order faction initially form civilization and a clear social concept, this will be considered as the completion of the secondary task (completed)]
[Optional Task 1: Anchor the current world space coordinates, achieve cooperation with the world consciousness, implant the "Instance System: Savage Hegemony Order Edition v8.13.1" in the Heavenly Dao, and successfully complete the selection of the first batch of "Hegemons" and complete the faction division (Unfinished)]
[Optional Task 2: Anchor the current world space coordinates, reach cooperation with the world consciousness, implant the "Instance System v8.3" in Tiandao, and successfully complete the first batch of player selection (Completed)]
[World Ending: Broken and Rebuilt, Hegemony Established, Unity and Win-Win]
[Dungeon Evaluation: Miracle]
[Instance Summary: Martial Ancestor, Congratulations on your Ascension]
You have obtained: [Immortal Pool Refining Qualification - Heavenly Level] x1.
You have obtained: [Heavenly Tribulation Pool Refining Qualification - Heavenly Level] x 1.
You obtained: [Tao Fruit Food] x 1
You obtained: [Taoguo·Swallow] x 1
You obtained: [Decree of the Underworld] x 1.
You obtained: [Immortal General's Order] x 1.
You obtained: [Lingshan Lotus Platform] x 1
You have obtained: "Guide to the Immortal World"
[You obtained: Supreme Immortal Artifact - Kongkua Fist Gloves (Incomplete)]
[You received 100 million spirit coins]
[Note: After Ascension, the original functions of this system should be retained and can be customized or deleted according to your own needs]
【Wishing you good fortune and prosperity】
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“I didn’t expect that even though they’ve already ascended, they would still receive rewards.”
Lu Wenwu looked at the rewards and system data that kept flashing before his eyes. Lu Wenwu smiled and shook his head, then took the initiative to fly forward towards the end of the ascension channel.
"But compared to these things, I want more."
There was only a flash of white light before his eyes, and Lu Wenwu felt that he was already standing on solid ground, appearing on an ancient round platform.
High-purity fairy energy hits you in the face, and even if you just breathe it, you will feel like you are getting stronger.
However, along with the immortal energy came a strong smell of blood and the shouts of killing that reached the sky.
"Hello, newcomer. I don't know who you are, but congratulations! You've successfully ascended to the immortal realm and achieved the great Dao."
"But I have good news, and possibly bad news. It seems that even before your ascension, some powerful individuals have paid close attention to you, and you have been designated to join the battle sequence."
A man in golden armor and covered in blood patted Lu Wenwu on the shoulder, waking him up from the chaos he had just experienced after ascending.
Lu Wenwu opened his eyes and found that the ascension platform was on a very high platform.
Standing here and looking down, you can see only the shining stars.
Countless figures with powerful auras burst out with terrifying might, fighting with those figures that rushed out from the bright starlight and seemed extremely filthy at first sight.
There's no end in sight to this kind of battle.
Fighting everywhere.
Every minute and every second, strong people fall.
Looking at Lu Wenwu's expression, the big man in golden armor chuckled, patted him on the shoulder again, and said the second half of the sentence he had not finished just now.
"Well, welcome to hell!"
"No, I've arrived in heaven!"
Lu Wenwu grinned fiercely, bursting out with a powerful aura, and leaped towards the battlefield.
[End of the book]
(End of this chapter)
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