Translator: CinderTL
Boom!!
The air exploded, sending shockwaves radiating outward in all directions.
Highly compressed brown Force, like the energy of a detonating bomb, erupted from Yang Wudi's fist imprint, cascading in every direction.
The black-robed batfolk, a High-Ranking Envoy, neither dodged nor evaded. He simply countered with a single arm strike, transforming his hand into a palm to block the attack.
Boom!!
Fist met palm, unleashing a thunderous shockwave.
The resulting shockwave spread like a storm, engulfing the surroundings.
In an instant, the two exchanged over a dozen blows, their movements blurring into impossible-to-capture afterimages.
The deafening roars persisted, shaking the mountain's rocky cliffs and causing the earth of the Primeval Forest to crack and fissure.
Boom!!
"You can't stop me!" the black-robed batfolk sneered, blocking the cannonball-like fist imprint with a single palm.
His body slid backward, parallel to the ground, before he used the momentum to scale the mountain's rocky cliffs inch by inch, drawing ever closer to the summit.
Faced with the mockery, Yang Wudi remained silent.
His brown trench coat billowed in the wind, then his Force suddenly coalesced around him.
Buzz!!
All traces of brown light vanished. The sneering black-robed batfolk's eyes narrowed.
Before he could react...
Boom boom boom boom!!
Brown light erupted from Yang Wudi's elbow and knee joints, transforming into pure energy afterburners.
Booming fists, sweeping kicks, elbow strikes...
Each strike moved with the savage ferocity of a Mech-Augmented Human, tearing through the air.
A dense trail of afterimages ripped through the atmosphere as Yang Wudi unleashed his attacks with far greater speed and power than before.
Boom boom boom boom boom!!
The howling wind of his fists echoed with muffled thunder.
The black-robed figure was instantly pummeled with a barrage of punches, his bones shattering, chest caving in, and body sent flying backward.
The cylindrical device containing the Fragment of Divinity was hurled into the air, soaring high above.
Seeing this, Yang Wudi's eyes flickered, his body shooting forward like lightning as he reached out to seize it.
Just as his hand was about to grasp the device—
Buzz!
The shadow beneath his feet solidified into tangible form, coiling around him like black ropes, binding him in place.
Simultaneously, another Black Bat silently swooped in, its iron-hook claws latching onto the falling cylindrical device.
The bat wings spread wide, preparing to ascend and escape.
Yang Wudi's eyes deepened, and brown light force erupted from his body.
"Hah!"
His cold roar reverberated like a lion's roar shaking the heavens.
The overwhelming sonic wave shattered everything before him. The Black Bat exploded violently, its body disintegrating.
Thud!
Seizing the opportunity, Yang Wudi unleashed his Force, sending a pillar of energy surging skyward.
The shadows binding him were brutally torn apart, freeing him instantly. He stomped the ground, leaping toward the cylindrical device.
Whoosh!
At that very moment, a piercing whistle cut through the air.
A chill surged through Yang Wudi as he glanced sideways.
A crimson beam of light, like an Energy Cannon blast, hurtled toward him at several times Mach speed, already upon him.
Boom!
The explosion shook the heavens, sending smoke and dust billowing skyward.
Shattered mountain rocks scattered in all directions, and the rolling smoke swallowed Yang Wudi's figure whole.
"Hahahaha!"
A mocking laugh echoed as the Batfolk he had previously sent flying reappeared, moving at blinding speed.
The black bat wings, each three meters long, sliced through the smoke and dust like razor-sharp blades.
His tattered black robes had long since been torn to shreds, revealing skin marked with crimson patterns and patches of strange, raven-like down.
"You think you can fight me?" he sneered. "If it were that Martial Artist from the Red Nation, maybe. But you... you're not even close!"
His arrogant laughter revealed that his previous injuries had completely vanished, his collapsed chest now fully restored.
Even more astonishingly, two additional arms had sprouted from his waist, catching the cylindrical device just as it was about to fall off the cliff.
Clatter!
The cold metal pressed against his palm. He glanced at the Fragment of Divinity within the device, a fanatical gleam flashing in his eyes.
Driven by some primal instinct, he shot a cold glance at the center of the smoke cloud before flapping his wings.
"I'll deal with you later!"
Whoosh!
The gale-force winds dispersed the smoke and dust, propelling the Batfolk upward at supersonic speed, straight toward the cliff's summit.
Witnessing this, Yang Wudi stood amidst the dissipating smoke, his feet planted firmly on the rocky cliff face, his expression darkening.
His arms, raised in defense, bore scorch marks, and his brown trench coat was slightly torn at the sleeves.
He already knew that the object within the cylindrical device was a Fragment of Divinity.
Moreover, he sensed that the Evil God Cult's movements concealed some unpredictable conspiracy.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, the Force around him coalesced once more.
Boom!!
The mountain trembled as compressed bursts of brown light force erupted, propelled by his Pinnacle Intent, surging toward the cliff's summit.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A storm of Force-infused Light Orbs rained down like cannonballs and meteors. Even as a High-Ranking Envoy, the mutated batfolk couldn't completely evade them.
Boom! Boom!
Two brown light meteors struck the batfolk mid-dodge.
The muffled roar of the explosions shook the air. The batfolk staggered, and droplets of blood fell from its feathered, fleshy wings.
"You dare defy me?!"
Seething with rage, the batfolk turned its icy gaze back.
In that moment of distraction, a blinding blue light erupted from the canopy of a towering tree in the Primeval Forest below.
Whoosh!
The particle beam from the Sniper Cannon pierced through the air like a bolt of thunder.
The sky darkened instantly, and the batfolk sensed impending doom.
Boom!!!
The violent impact struck true, shattering the mountain's rock.
Yang Wudi, arriving a moment later, seized the opportunity to close the gap.
Watching the scene from atop a towering tree, Celine exhaled, wisps of white smoke drifting from the muzzle of her Sniper Cannon.
I've caught up, she thought, but her gaze quickly sharpened.
Several black-robed figures had materialized behind her, standing on the tree's massive branches.
Though their predatory eyes and menacing aura suggested hostility, they made no immediate move to attack.
Something's wrong, Celine sensed, and she quickly detected the anomaly.
Rustle...
The sound of dry leaves crunching underfoot made her whip her head toward the forest floor a hundred meters below.
Giant pythons with vibrant, multicolored patterns; black ants and beetles the size of adults; massive, ape-like beasts—
One after another, strange beasts from the Primeval Forest emerged, slithering, crawling, or charging on all fours, creating a considerable commotion.
Celine's expression darkened slightly as she activated the scanning device in her visor to assess the surroundings.
Instantly, a light screen materialized, revealing the full scope of the situation.
Birds and beasts scattered in panic, predators fleeing in a frenzy.
The entire forest floor began to tremble, branches snapping from towering trees and crashing to the ground.
Dry leaves crumbled, and the earth buckled.
Hundreds, perhaps thousands, of strange beasts, as if driven mad by some unseen stimulus, began slaughtering each other.
Boom!!
A rhinoceros-like giant strange beast charged into a massive tree, its horn piercing through the chests and abdomens of the hunting dog strange beasts in its path, scattering viscera and blood across the ground.
Roar!
Another giant ape strange beast attacked a saber-toothed tiger-type creature. Their brutal clash shattered rocks and left broken limbs and teeth strewn across the battlefield.
Insects and ants were mercilessly trampled underfoot, while the towering trees snapped and crashed to the ground.
A vividly patterned Giant Python coiled around its prey, constricting and crushing it, while a hunting eagle swooped down to snatch its quarry.
One by one, strange beasts with the bloodlines of Ancient Creatures lost their minds, transforming the island into a bloody hunting ground.
Even true Ancient Creatures emerged, transforming into colossal mammoths tens of meters tall, crushing everything in their path.
"What's happening?" Celine asked, her eyes wide with alarm as she sensed events spiraling out of control.
Boom!
The ground shook violently as towering trees crashed down one after another.
The warring strange beasts continued to fall, their corpses littering the ground. Blood seeped into the earth like a spring, staining the withered leaves and soil crimson.
At the same moment...
Buzz!
The Batfolk clinging to the cliff face vibrated their bat wings, shattering through the smoke and dust of the explosions.
Black light rapidly coalesced in their hands, forming a black spear.
Clang!
The Batfolk blocked Yang Wudi's thunderous punch with the spear, the force of the impact carving a deep furrow into the cliff face, obliterating all traces of rock fragments.
Cracks appeared in the mountainside as the Batfolk's two arms on its torso suddenly moved. One arm seized the cylindrical device, while the other instantly condensed a crimson arc of energy and unleashed it forward.
"Die!" the Batfolk snarled, the cone-shaped shockwave enveloping its arm and cleaving through the air.
Just as the attack seemed unstoppable, Yang Wudi's eyes flashed.
"Extreme Burst!"
Boom!!
The brown light surrounding him contracted violently before exploding outward, unleashing the full force of his advanced energy.
The viscous air ignited like a powder keg, the violent shockwave severing the Batfolk's arm.
Splat!!
Blood splattered as the Batfolk, critically wounded, was hurled backward dozens of meters.
During its flight, brown light coalesced around Yang Wudi's palm as he slashed downward, simultaneously severing the Batfolk's remaining torso arm.
Clatter!
The cylindrical device fell into Yang Wudi's waiting hand with a crisp sound.
Skidding backward for dozens of meters, the Batfolk plowed two bloody furrows into the mountainside.
Its concave chest heaved like bellows, crimson eyes fixed intently on Yang Wudi's face.
"I don't know what your plan is, but..."
His voice calm, Yang Wudi glanced down at the brutal carnage in the Primeval Forest below, at the ground littered with strange beast corpses and crimson gore.
"This method is likely connected to your Blood Sacrifice Ritual."
"And the Fragment of Divinity in my possession is the true key to this ritual."
As his words landed, the Batfolk opposite him narrowed their eyes, their faces twisting with anger and alarm, as if their deepest secrets had been exposed.
In the Primeval Forest below, Celine finally exhaled in relief, her anxiety over the brutal, mindless slaughter of the strange beasts easing.
Before coming here, they had meticulously studied the Evil God Cult's peculiarities, especially their Blood Sacrifice Rituals.
Mere slaughter had limited effectiveness.
The larger and more advanced the Blood Sacrifice, the more crucial it became to use specific artifacts as catalysts to ensure its success.
Judging by the current situation, the Evil God Cult members were clearly aiming for something far grander.
If they secured the Fragment of Divinity, the final outcome...
"Is that so?"
Suddenly, the Batfolk on the cliff face grinned eerily, all traces of surprise and anger vanishing instantly.
Yang Wudi and Celine froze, immediately sensing something was wrong.
"Wait..."
Celine's expression shifted as she urgently scanned the distance toward Yang Wudi's position.
The cylindrical device in his palm, housing the golden Fragment of Divinity, still glowed intensely with white light.
There shouldn't have been any errors, but...
"Yang!!"
Celine's urgent shout echoed through the Primeval Forest, startling birds and beasts into flight.
A sudden chill gripped Yang Wudi's heart. Glancing sideways, he noticed a single drop of crimson blood had appeared on the edge of the cylindrical device in his palm.
Though no larger than a fingernail, the drop seemed to fill his vision like a vast Blood Sea.
Thick as sludge, it engulfed him like a swamp, suffocating him.
Buzz!!
In an instant, his mind went silent, and the world turned crimson.
He felt himself teleported to a desolate, blood-soaked realm.
As if sensing his arrival,
Splash!!
The Blood Sea surged, rising like a tsunami.
The boundless crimson expanse reflected in his eyes, and a colossal shadow loomed above the surface.
It possessed wings that blotted out the sky and a body that stretched beyond the horizon.
"This..."
Yang Wudi's mind reeled. He felt his consciousness sinking deeper and deeper.
An endless, icy stillness surged toward him like a tide, threatening to devour his spirit.
At the critical moment—
Thump!!
The world resonated with his heartbeat, its rhythm echoing through the Blood Sea like a war drum.
The brown light force erupted, the Pinnacle Intent dominating his consciousness and shattering the illusion.
Whoosh!
The world stabilized, and the blindingly white Secret Realm Space reappeared before his eyes.
Yang Wudi was drenched in cold sweat, his clothes soaked through. He instinctively felt like he had narrowly escaped death.
But before he could fully regain his senses, a sharp pain pierced his chest. He saw the fanatical expression on the Batfolk's face across from him.
Glancing sideways, he noticed the Primeval Forest below still reverberating with activity. Amidst the warring strange beasts, a blinding blue pillar of light erupted with a thunderous roar.
Celine, her face etched with anxiety, leaped and bounded through the towering trees, rapidly closing the distance. He clearly registered the shock, anger, and terror on her face.
For some inexplicable reason, crimson reflections filled his eyes.
He lowered his gaze to the stinging pain in his chest.
A blood-red arm had pierced through his chest, its origin unknown.
Streams of blood trickled down. Following the crimson limb, his gaze landed on the cylindrical device in his hand.
Dense cracks spiderwebbed across the Fiberglass and metal surfaces, the white light within replaced by crimson.
The golden fragment at the center had been swallowed by the crimson tide. Then, a chillingly majestic voice echoed in his ears:
"This human vessel... will barely suffice."
Crack!
The cylindrical device shattered completely, and the crimson substance within surged forth, defying gravity as it hovered in mid-air, resembling a pulsating mass of flesh.
A bone-chilling dread washed over Yang Wudi. His pupils contracted as he clearly saw the black batfolk in the distance, their faces contorted in fanatical devotion as they knelt to the ground.
"Hail, Lord Eudo!"
As the words echoed through the Primeval Forest, the other black-robed batfolk who had been pursuing and obstructing Celine ceased their movements, simultaneously prostrating themselves in worship.
"Hmm."
A chillingly authoritative voice emanated from the mass of flesh, paralyzing Yang Wudi's consciousness. An overwhelming surge of pain and whispers of corruption flooded his mind.
He could feel his flesh rapidly dissolving, his very Origin being drained through the arm that had pierced his chest. The stolen essence nourished the floating mass, causing it to sprout tendrils of flesh and expand relentlessly.
His body grew weaker, teetering on the brink of death, while the agony in his mind drove him to madness.
Yet he remained utterly immobile, forced to watch as the flesh's master relentlessly siphoned his stamina and vital essence.
Even worse...
"Too slow."
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The imperious voice seemed to trigger some primal law. The corpses of strange beasts scattered throughout the Primeval Forest rapidly dissolved, and crimson pillars of light erupted one after another, converging on the floating crimson mass.
The blood-soaked mass, originally only a few dozen centimeters in size, rapidly expanded, gradually forming the rough outlines of a human head, torso, limbs, and other features.
Simultaneously, the space around it visibly distorted, spiderweb-like cracks spreading across the air.
"No!!!" Celine roared, finally charging up the rocky mountain wall.
Yang Wudi, within her sight, seemed to have become parched earth, his energy being drained by the crimson arm. She clearly sensed his face aging rapidly, his life aura fading drastically.
Boom!!
The Sniper Cannon unleashed another blast of blue light, a furious strike far more powerful than any before.
But...
"Your Excellency, allow me to handle this," the black batfolk said respectfully, vanishing in a flash after receiving a silent nod of approval.
Boom!!
He intercepted the incoming blue beam, forcefully deflecting it skyward with a single palm strike.
Then, turning to face the charging Celine, his gaze turned mocking as he observed the fury on her face. The Sixth-Tier Bat Person regarded her like prey, swooping down to intercept her with a palm strike.
Thud!!
A shockwave erupted, blood trickling from Celine's lips as her face paled instantly.
Her momentum was halted, and she was sent sliding backward at an even greater speed, plowing through the ground for a hundred meters.
Glancing at this scene, Yang Wudi felt a bitter despair and overwhelming guilt.
"Go," he managed to say, forcing the word past his lips.
If he hadn't insisted on coming here, Celine wouldn't be in such grave danger.
Yet, as if sensing his guilt, the Sixth-Tier black batfolk let out a mocking laugh. Abandoning its lethal tactics, it began to repeatedly wound Celine, forcing her to retreat step by step, her body becoming increasingly bloodstained.
The metallic Sniper Cannon clattered down the mountainside, Celine's black jacket was torn to shreds, and droplets of blood mist sprayed from the pores of her wheat-toned skin.
This cruel and tormenting fighting style sent a shockwave through Yang Wudi's mind. But instead of galvanizing him, the torment only nourished the floating mass of flesh before him.
"Hmm, excellent emotion," a cold, authoritative voice purred with satisfaction. The humanoid form was now nearly complete.
Two slits appeared on the featureless crimson head, and a pair of crimson, vertical pupils swiveled into view, fully widening the slits.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the spatial rift expanded into a two-meter-wide Spatial Black Hole.
A colossal entity from beyond the star realm flickered into view, as if poised to descend upon the world at any moment.
"No!"
As this unfolded, Yang Wudi's body convulsed, his heart weakening rapidly.
Seeing everything clearly, Celine, who had been severely wounded and knocked back, was filled with rage and terror.
It was the loneliness of losing a friend, the lifelong agony of witnessing such horror without being able to do anything.
"Hahaha! This despair is exactly what your excellency needs!" the Sixth-Tier Bat Person mocked, seizing the opportunity to strike Celine's shoulder with a palm strike, sending her flying again.
A cloud of blood mist filled the air as crimson light beams grazed past the falling Celine, piercing through the towering trees to continuously sustain the Evil God Angel's clone and widen the rift in the void.
"Continue to despair! Hahahahaha!!"
"Your excellency's descent is inevitable! He will rule over all creation and annihilate all who lack faith!"
"You and your friend will become mere bones in this place!"
The Sixth-Tier Bat Person roared with arrogant laughter, simultaneously tormenting the minds of Yang Wudi and Celine.
Boom!!
A massive crater erupted as Celine crashed into the ground of the Primeval Forest.
Her severely wounded body staggered, drenched in blood, nearly collapsing to her knees.
Whoosh!!
The Sixth-Tier black batfolk reappeared, its shockwave flattening trees as it hovered before Celine, gazing down with mocking amusement.
"Continue."
"Let me see the limits of your despair."
The mocking taunts echoed relentlessly in Celine's ears, shattering her mental defenses completely.
"Ah!!"
She suddenly collapsed to her knees, howling in anguish, tears of blood streaming down her face as her emotions shattered.
The Evil God Angel was invincible, and the Sixth-Tier Bat Person blocked every escape.
Yang's hopeless situation, her own powerlessness...
In that instant, a vision flashed before her eyes—the only hope she had left: the mark she had left behind to guide him.
"Chen!!"
"Please, hurry!!"
Buzz!!!
Her desperate cry reverberated across the world, and the Sixth-Tier Bat Person shook his head mockingly.
A godless creature dares to pray like this? Does she truly believe that Martial Artist can compare to your excellency?
"No one can save you now."
Boom!!!
His words were abruptly cut off as the entire Sea Island trembled violently.
A hurricane-force wind seemed to tear through the Primeval Forest, causing towering trees to explode one after another.
The Sixth-Tier Bat Person's expression hardened, and the angel clones on the cliff walls swiveled their vertical pupils.
The splinter-filled Primeval Forest now contained a perfectly straight vacuum zone, and the distant seawater had visibly begun to evaporate into billowing mist.
Whoosh!!!
The coastal waters parted as if cleaved by a colossal force. A scarlet-gold streak of light hurtled forward at Mach speed, leaving a lingering trail in its wake.
The sonic boom erupted a moment later, obliterating every strange beast in its path into dust.
The Sixth-Tier Bat Person's pupils contracted and froze, as if paralyzed by the overwhelming wind pressure that enveloped him, rendering him utterly immobile.
In that instant, the world fell silent. The scarlet-gold streak crashed through, and a figure finally materialized.
Beneath sharply angled brows, his eyes burned with icy intensity. The man's ruggedly handsome face, cold and resolute, was reflected in the eyes of everyone present.
(End of the Chapter)
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