Chapter 353 VS Fate's Turbidity 3
Countless flames gathered in the sky, transforming into a giant fireball resembling a star.
The density of force increased dramatically.
"Compression" is the simplest and most direct way to increase the density of power, and it's the only thing I can do right now. In fact, I know very well that simply compressing power together on a material level, while it can indeed increase density, is not the same as the density displayed by the Turbid Life.
The density manifested by the turbidity of life is not only physical density, but also spiritual density, and even more so, a density with many abstract and metaphysical meanings. Elevating it all is not an easy task.
Speaking solely of "mental density," this isn't the first time I've encountered this concept. Back in the Humanitarian Department's secret outpost, a young researcher with no spellcasting abilities used his high-density mental energy to become immune to the rapid-acting hypnosis of the young girl Lu Chan. To increase mental density requires unwavering, indomitable willpower.
I believe I possess an unwavering will to pursue my dreams. However, the person opposite me has endured a life far longer than most people can imagine. Their will was likely forged through the trials and tribulations of countless hours. From the most basic standpoint, I cannot compare to them. And this is merely one aspect of increasing density.
Although I am often called a genius, each of the Great Impermanence is so talented that only mythology can describe them. Their exploration of density, accumulated over countless years, is something that I cannot surpass with some fancy tricks.
I can only do my best in everything I can do right now.
When the flames gather to a certain point, gravity will appear.
This was a flame capable of burning even spacetime itself. When concentrated enough, even without my intention to burn spacetime, spacetime itself began to melt and cave in. Large amounts of dust and debris, defying Earth's gravity, floated upwards from the scorched earth, then converged with the gathering flames towards the fireball. Even the fireball, which resembled a star, began to distort and dim.
This distorted and dim phenomenon is not due to a decrease in the fireball's power. On the contrary, it is precisely because the fireball is so powerful that the melting and burning through space causes some of the light to be significantly deflected, or even unable to escape.
The fireball gradually turned into a black that devoured light, becoming a black sun resembling a total solar eclipse.
Mingzhuo then launched another attack.
"—Is it there!"
He suddenly condensed black and red light again and struck me, who had lost both body and soul.
I don't exist in the material world right now. Normal methods not only can't interfere with me, but they can't even detect my location. I, who only have "consciousness itself" left, can be said to exist in the unseen world. However, that's for ordinary demon hunters. The Great Impermanence is an earthly deity who can turn the impossible into possible. Finding and attacking such a "being in the unseen world" is a trivial matter for Mingzhuo.
Compared to the black sun in the sky, the power released by the Life Turbidity is by no means large. To those who do not understand its workings, the Life Turbidity may seem insignificant, but in reality, I am the one who is truly in danger.
Because the power of the Great Impermanence is not something that can be compared. If it so desires, any Great Impermanence could manipulate the energy equivalent of hundreds or thousands of nuclear bombs, but doing so might not have the same threatening power as the current Mingzhuo.
The total energy of historically significant earthquakes far surpasses that of nuclear weapons. However, even a powerful Witcher, let alone a Great Impermanent, wouldn't be killed by a mere earthquake like an ordinary person. This is because the energy of an earthquake is relatively dispersed. Even with the Great Impermanent's control, it's impossible to concentrate such a massive amount of energy; at most, one can only concentrate a portion of it at a high density.
If we take an ordinary person as a reference, it's easy to understand. A strong enough adult male can lift an object weighing 100 kilograms for a short time, and can also push a broken-down vehicle on flat ground. It is said that world weightlifting champions can lift objects weighing more than 200 kilograms, and there are even strongmen who can pull airplanes with rope hooks... However, on the battlefield where weapons need to be wielded, a weapon weighing five kilograms is already a very heavy weapon. Even a greatsword in the real world may not weigh five kilograms.
My current actions are like trying to lift a hundred-pound rock and smash it over my opponent's head. In a battle where every second counts, making a move that exposes such a huge opening gives my opponent the opportunity to strike and kill me.
However, he still couldn't catch up with me. Because the sea of fire I unleashed had two functions, one of which was to greatly accelerate my power-gathering process.
The flames converging from all directions possessed the same ability as my own body to ignore spatial distance; in the blink of an eye, the immense flames gathered at an incredible speed. Simultaneously with Mingzhuo's attack, this black sun also hurtled towards Mingzhuo's direction.
The next moment, I felt my consciousness being directly struck, like a violent explosion on the surface of the water when I was underwater. The shockwave swept through the water, leaving me dizzy and disoriented. But I clenched my nonexistent teeth, doing my best to keep my consciousness from collapsing. Faced with the impact of the black sun, Mingzhuo retreated without hesitation, clearly trying to avoid it.
His retreat wasn't a retreat to the rear of material spacetime, but a retreat to a deeper level of the world, even deeper than the realm of cause and effect and concepts I could perceive. Even now, I normally wouldn't be able to immediately pinpoint his location, and this powerful move was about to miss its mark.
Fortunately, Mingzhuo's body contained flames, and sensing heat and flames was one of my strengths as a superpower. Following this sensory connection, the black sun locked onto the direction and rushed into it, immediately causing a tremendous explosion.
In the material world, one could see a pillar of flame hundreds of meters thick rising from the ground, shooting straight into the sky, while the land below was burned through, forming a huge hole of unknown depth. Beyond the bottomless hole, a vast sea of fire continued to burn relentlessly.
In order to establish some protection outside of my own consciousness, I reconstituted my body and soul, and Mingzhuo's figure then appeared above the large hole.
His burial clothes were badly torn, his body was bleeding profusely from all over, and he had obvious burns on his face. His breathing had become heavy.
But... he didn't die.
There were no serious injuries.
That attack just now only caused him minor injuries.
The physical wounds were far from fatal, and the spiritual wounds were merely a shallow cut. Furthermore, my attack not only affected his body and soul but also consumed his life force.
I'm certain that at least thirty years of his life were evaporated by me. According to my intelligence, he should only have less than ten years left to live. Yet, instead of having his lifespan exhausted, he didn't even show any panic or anger on his face, as if what I just did had no impact on his most precious lifespan.
"Very well... I didn't expect you could actually hurt me and leave scars on me..."
Ming Zhuo took a deep breath, and no one knew what ability he used, but his wounds, along with the injuries to his soul, were rapidly repaired, and even his burial clothes were automatically repaired.
"But so what?" he said expressionlessly. "If that was your full power, how could you possibly kill me with something like that?"
Without hesitation, I said, "If once isn't enough, try ten times; if ten times isn't enough, try a hundred times."
As I spoke, I pointed upwards again, where countless flames were about to converge into a black sun.
Upon seeing this, Mingzhuo's face darkened.
While the sea of fire I unleashed did increase my power, this increase was neither an increase in attack power nor an increase in defense power. Apart from the "charge speed," the other boost the sea of fire gave me was "endurance."
Even without the support of the sea of fire, I can unleash this black sun myself. However, aside from the fact that the charging speed isn't fast enough, I'd definitely be exhausted after releasing it once. But with this sea of fire, I can unleash this ultimate attack an unlimited number of times.
In gaming terms, I now have an infinite mana bar, my special moves can be unleashed at a much faster speed, and there's no cooldown.
The important thing isn't how much damage I can inflict, but whether I can actually deal damage at all. Now that I can penetrate the Life-Taking Turbidity's defenses, this battle is no longer one-sided.
Of course, this sea of fire is not truly inexhaustible. The black sun just now had already drained too much of the sea of fire's energy, but that doesn't matter. Just as I can recover by absorbing the sea of fire, the sea of fire can recover by burning the land.
As long as I haven't burned the Earth to ashes, I can keep burning it forever.
Ming Zhuo seemed to have figured this out as well, his eyes suddenly turning exceptionally dangerous, and then he said, "I underestimated you... Very well, I'll acknowledge you, newcomer. You are worthy to be my opponent..."
"But so what? It takes you ten or a hundred tries to kill me, while I only need two or three more tries to take your life."
"Not to mention, even if you could take my life, I wouldn't die—"
"No one can truly kill me!"
He charged at me again, and I threw the black sun at him.
"—'Solar eclipse'."
I also came up with a name for it.
Upon hearing me specifically recite the name of a move, his expression became even more serious. Could it be that in Luoshan there's a culture where moves with names are guaranteed to be exceptionally powerful?
However, this ultimate technique was no longer new to him, so he was no longer as wary as before. Black and red magical energy swirled around his arm, and with a sudden swing, he tore the black sun apart like a fragile balloon, bursting it instantly. He then rushed in front of me, black and red light condensing in his hand, ready to launch an attack at close range.
I also launched my own real attack.
The black sun was merely a feint; my true objective was the Flame of Proclaimed Light. The first attack from the black sun, while piercing his defenses, also affected the seal on the Flame of Proclaimed Light within his body, tearing a small opening. This opening is being rapidly repaired by Life Turbidity and will soon disappear; moreover, this level of damage will not hinder Life Turbidity's movements in any way.
However, even a small opening is enough to render the barrier between me and the internal flames of enlightenment ineffective, in the face of my fire-wielding abilities.
I don't know if my feint attack worked. Perhaps Mingzhuo has already noticed my weakness, which is why he quickly repaired the seal. Now he's rushing over to hinder my manipulation of Xuanming Fire... If that's the case, then I can only say that he underestimated my speed of usurping external flames.
Just as the black and red light was about to hit me, I spread my right hand with my five fingers open, and then suddenly clenched it tightly.
Terrifying flames erupted from within Mingzhuo's body in one breath.
(End of this chapter)
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