Chapter 837: "Freeze"
Black turbulent currents pulsed silently from the cracks in the shattered earth, like burning flames surging towards the sky.
The assassins hidden around Rock Moon, waiting for a fatal strike, and Sun Buming, standing in the air, were all caught off guard, sent flying backward, spitting blood from the shockwaves of the Illusion-Shattering Finger.
The sudden turn of events stunned Tu Tian and many other "participants." They had expected the Illusion-Shattering Finger to be incredibly destructive, but not this potent. This was still a situation where Kongwang had deliberately swept it across the area to kill; if he had initially channeled it directly into the ground, the Old District might have been completely obliterated.
Even so, a third of the Old District had already been eroded by the black currents!
As Tu Tian was about to retreat, a ghostly figure instantly appeared behind him, countless chains clutched in Kongwang's hand.
"Tremor."
While Sun Buming was still reeling from the aftershocks of the Illusion-Shattering Finger, Kongwang directly used Soul Tremor. The next moment, Tu Tian, who was about to engage him in combat, was caught off guard and froze in place.
As Kongwang's hand rose and fell with the 'Blade' character, Tu Tian's head was severed, blood splattering into the void.
There was no ground left on this battlefield, only a black abyss of unknown depth. With a low roar, Jian Changsheng stepped heavily onto a falling skyscraper fragment, a divine halo behind him, and rapidly flew towards Kongwang!
Clutching the 'Blade' character, Kongwang spun around sharply and engaged Jian Changsheng, who was charging at him. After several clanging blows, Kongwang waved his hand, dispelling the 'Blade' character. He then transformed into a powerful divine path, descending from the sky and swatting Jian Changsheng, who had briefly become airborne due to inertia, down into the abyss!
All of this happened too quickly. From Kongwang's release of the Illusion-Shattering Finger to the three deaths and three injuries, only about four seconds had passed.
The favorable situation that the prodigies had created by collectively besieging him was directly overturned by that world-shattering strike, proving that an insurmountable gap indeed existed between Kongwang and these young individuals!
They were facing a Sixth-Tier Ghost God Path cultivator who had opened the Ghost Gate and completely lost control!
Kongwang's figure floated silently in the void. Using the Illusion-Shattering Finger twice in quick succession clearly showed fatigue in his eyes, and the chains binding the many souls subtly faded and became ethereal.
Maintaining the Ghost Gate's opening for so long was also taking a toll on Kongwang. Fortunately, the overall situation was now decided; the remaining severely wounded individuals and the disorganized rabble posed no significant threat.
"Ghost Gate, close."
As Kongwang formed a hand seal in front of him, the Ghost Gate behind him began to slowly close.
Just then, within the army of souls bound by chains, a young figure draped in a gray coat silently and slowly opened his eyes.
His purple eyes, mysterious and sharp, were exposed to the air. As he gripped the snow-white chains around his wrists, a surge of power erupted wildly from the demonic face on his collarbone!
The closing Ghost Gate suddenly seemed to be held open by a pair of invisible hands, freezing rigidly in mid-air!
Kongwang's pupils constricted sharply. He abruptly turned his head to look behind him, meeting those purple eyes. The original host floated in the air, calmly looking down at Kongwang, a subtle smirk playing on his lips.
"Thank you for your gift... If not for you, I might have been too weak and disintegrated into nothingness..."
The original host tugged hard on the chains. An aura spread from the demonic face on his collarbone to all the chains. This aura was connected to the world-ending Forbidden Disaster in the deepest part of the Forbidden Sea, and the divine sacrifice land that had been lost within its belly for hundreds of years!
The next moment, as if some form of witchcraft had been activated, all the surrounding souls withered as if drained, continuously pouring into the original host's body!
"How is this possible?!" Kongwang exclaimed in disbelief. "How can a mere soul counteract a Ghost God Path cultivator!?"
"I'm just absorbing a bit of soul nourishment. Don't worry, I'm just a soul; I can't cause you any substantial harm." The original host raised a hand and pointed into the distance. "Compared to me, you should worry about him..."
"He is the true monster."
Kongwang paused, following the original host's gaze. In the shattered void of the Old District, a crimson figure was slowly walking, treading upon nothingness!
A large red opera robe fluttered amidst the swirling dust. Chen Ling's eyes were hollow like abysses, half of his skull was shattered and missing, slowly regenerating with visible pulsating blood vessels and brain matter.
He walked step by step, slowly and stiffly, like a zombie from the underworld or a sleepwalking ghost, appearing utterly horrifying!
"What... what kind of monster is that?!"
The assassin, who had been sent flying far away and was severely wounded and near death, saw Chen Ling in this state, and an unprecedented terror filled his eyes!
The "participants" nearby also felt a jolt of shock at the sight!
"It's him! It's definitely him!"
"Just as the rumors say... resurrected, but utterly terrifying!"
"Is this the pressure of a world-ending entity?? So thrilling!"
"The aura of the Mocking Disaster isn't as massive as imagined, so it's probably not a world-ending entity descending... He's still Chen Ling."
"Then his appearance..."
Kongwang stared intently at Chen Ling, as if facing a formidable enemy!
The first time he restrained a soul, he captured a mysterious Witch God Path cultivator; the second time, he tried to utterly destroy him, yet he still didn't die. He didn't know what kind of monster this person in front of him was, but he could indeed sense an extremely dangerous aura emanating from him!
At the same time,
Chen Ling, whose eyes were hollow like abysses, slowly parted his lips and uttered a single, indistinct, and obscure word:"Freeze."
The next moment, everything around them suddenly froze!
It was as if time had stopped, or space had been fixed. In short, all matter and living beings, except for Chen Ling in his opera robe, ceased all movement at that instant.
Dust motes hung suspended in the air, remnants of terror lingered in everyone's eyes, Kongwang's face was grim, and Jian Changsheng, who had been struggling to climb out of the abyss, stood with one hand and one foot outstretched, like a lifelike sculpture.
Immediately after, a second word emerged from Chen Ling's mouth:"Rewind."
Everything around them began to rewind, like footage played in reverse. Dust motes flew back into the distance, expressions on people's faces changed from terror to solemnity, Kongwang flew back up towards the sky, and Jian Changsheng first awkwardly scrambled back into the abyss, then floated back up towards the sky along with a pile of rubble.
Simultaneously,
Lines of ethereal script-like text began to scroll beside Chen Ling.Action: Kongwang looks back.Original Host (calmly) (raising a hand to point in a certain direction): "I'm just absorbing a bit of soul nourishment. Don't worry, I'm a soul; I can't cause you any substantial harm. Compared to me, you should worry about him... He is the true monster."Kongwang (in disbelief): "How is this possible?! How can a mere soul counteract a Ghost God Path cultivator!?"Effect: Original Host devours souls, chains entangled with witchcraft spells.Action: Original Host slowly opens his eyes.Kongwang (fatigued): "Ghost Gate, close."
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