Chapter 817: Cutting Down

“This… this is…”

Jack ran out of the cave, his mouth agape, staring in disbelief at the scene before him.

The originally black stone mountain was actually shedding its skin, dropping rocks, and transforming into the grotesque head of a monster!

“Did we… spend over half a month on the body of this monster?”

Jack felt a sense of absurdity and dread, finally understanding why those resentful spirits dared not come near.

Because the entire stone mountain was the body of this unimaginably powerful monster—how could any resentful spirit dare to offend it?

Yet, as this thought arose, Jack suddenly realized that he could no longer move at all.

He looked down in shock and saw that his lower body had already begun to slowly melt, seeping into the stone mountain.

“That existence… hasn’t even fully awakened yet! Just hearing his words and being affected by his aura, and I’m going to die…”

Even though he had been enhanced by the resentment of the Inner World, capable of fighting two high-level reincarnators and killing them, Jack now realized with horror that before a truly terrifying existence, he was still nothing at all.

Even the unconscious energy radiation from the other side could potentially kill him!

Soon, Jack was corroded down to only his head.

Fortunately, he had already transformed into a monster; otherwise, he would have died long ago.

Even so, his consciousness gradually became hazy.

“Am I going to die here…”

Just as Jack was about to close his eyes, he suddenly saw the dark red starlight from the horizon.

From the perspective of the Inner World, when the stars formed from the corpses of gods begin to shine, it marks the beginning of a new day.

“Survive for fifteen days—the mission is complete…”

A sudden realization struck Jack, and he shouted with his last ounce of strength: “Primordial God! Return!!!”

Boom!

A ray of transcendent light descended, a purple dragon of fury sweeping through, carrying the brilliance of Great Luo, and in an instant, Jack’s figure vanished.

A warm and safe sensation enveloped his entire body, causing Jack to quickly fall unconscious.

Ignorance often equates to happiness.

Such as now, he didn’t see that, seemingly due to the brilliance of Great Luo, the being that had transformed from the black stone mountain appeared to be stimulated, and its awakening accelerated significantly.

“An outsider… the aura of the Prime World!”

Previously, Jack was merely an insignificant insect—killing him or letting him escape wouldn’t matter much to this existence.

But once the Primordial Temple appeared, everything changed!

A tiger might not care about a tiny insect flying through its territory, but it would definitely be wary of another tiger approaching.

Boom!

The surface of the entire black stone mountain suddenly exploded, revealing a monster the size of a small hill, entirely covered in black scales.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

All the black currents within a hundred miles were drawn in as whirlwinds, sucked up by the monster, scraping off a layer of soil and creating a vacuum-like state.

Even with the accumulated resentment of the Prime World, it couldn’t keep up with its absorption rate.

“Daring to disturb my slumber, and from the Prime World again—prepare to become the sacrificial offering for the god-eater, Mithras!”

The black giant roared, and to everyone’s surprise, moved with incredible agility. Following the channel of transcendent light, it instantly crossed countless distances and arrived at the edge of the Inner World.

At the boundary between the void and the Inner World, the dividing line between the Inner and Prime Worlds, a magnificent palace’s phantom appeared.

Even the massive vortex of the Inner World couldn’t budge it in the slightest.

“Gods from the outside world! Don’t try to escape!”

At this moment, one could see a ray of transcendent light flying out from the center of the vortex, followed closely by a massive figure the size of a small hill. The aura surrounding it was terrifying to the extreme, even faintly touching upon the realm of Great Luo. Even within the special nature of the Inner World, it couldn’t slow its steps even slightly.

The god-eater, Mithras!

If the beings of Eastern and Western pantheons knew this monster’s identity, they would surely be astonished.

For in ancient times, it was a well-known divine abomination in the Prime World, the offspring of two deities from an alien pantheon, possessing extremely twisted and chaotic powers. Even its father and mother deities were affected by this chaos and soon perished, reportedly having their divine powers unknowingly absorbed by Mithras.

After absorbing divine power, this divine abomination became even more uncontrollable, devouring several true gods in succession. Its body became permanently entangled with the curses of the gods, and every so often, it would fall into a deep slumber.

Unfortunately, even though the gods exploited this weakness to capture Mithras, they couldn’t kill it. Or rather, due to its ability to absorb divine power, the cost of killing the god-eater far outweighed the benefits.

Therefore, the divine council eventually decided to seal it and send it into the Inner World.

But now, the Mithras appearing before Wu Ming was in its complete form! Even the curses of the gods seemed to have weakened to the extreme, just one final step away from complete eradication.

“Awooo!”

Upon seeing the Primordial Temple, it became completely frenzied, extending a pillar-like arm directly from the Inner World, attempting to seize the temple in one grasp.

Inside the Primordial Temple, Wu Ming’s face bore a faint smile: “The big fish has taken the bait!”

The Inner World is the domain of heretic gods and monsters; even he wouldn’t rashly venture deep, risking being surrounded. But the outside world is different.

“Come forth…!”

A blessed cloud extended from the top of his head, and purple primal energy and transcendent light coalesced into threads in his hand, instantly hooking onto the god-eater’s arm.

Then, the entire Primordial Temple roared, the primal pool vibrating and emitting unparalleled power, pulling back with all its might.

Crack!

Even the outer planes seemed to tremble!

Wu Ming himself was at the Great Luo level, and the restored Primordial Temple was also at the Great Luo level. Together, they equaled the combined might of two Great Luo beings!

Although the god-eater, even with the resentment of the Inner World enhancing it to possess a fragment of Great Luo power, the Prime World did not acknowledge this.

In an instant, accompanied by a roar, a black, hill-sized head was gradually pulled out of the vortex.

Crack! Crack!

As if sensing something, the vortex of the Inner World suddenly multiplied its suction force several times over, and the boundary membrane seemed to crystallize into a solid form, sealing everything.

The Inner World is easy to enter but hard to leave—that was the original rule.

“Mithus, you’re such an idiot!”

On the other side of the crystalline barrier, a white moth appeared, and from it came a woman’s furious voice. Mysterious forces gathered, forming a white blade that directly slashed toward the fishing line of the Primordial Temple.

“Another one? Unfortunately, it’s too late. Strike!”

Purple light flashed.

The primal pool boiled, sending down a ray of light that not only severed the moth’s blade but also continued its momentum, landing directly on the god-eater Mithras.

Puh!

In a burst of radiant light, its massive head was severed and dragged out of the Inner World.

Moreover, the residual energy waves transformed into countless swords, rushing toward the moth.

Hiss! Hiss!

On the swords, five-colored lightning successively appeared, intertwining into annihilating creative thunder.

“Return!”

A pale mask suddenly appeared, bearing a twisted human face with hollow eyes shedding bloody tears.

The primal energy swords imbued with thunder continuously pierced into the mask, yet were silently dissolved.

“Level Eight?!”

Wu Ming sighed lightly, not continuing his assault. The Primordial Temple directly subdued Mithras’s head and swiftly departed the scene.

This time, he had taken advantage of the situation, using a reincarnator as bait to strike first before the catastrophe erupted, thus winning half the battle. However, the sudden appearance of the pale mask made him sense an unfathomable and sinister presence.

The outer planes returned to silence, with only several divine thoughts crisscrossing in the void.

“A Supreme God has acted and truly extracted part of the divine abomination from the Inner World!”

“Even I have heard of the god-eater Mithras!”

“An ordinary Supreme probably couldn’t achieve this!”

“Is that the new Supreme God of the human race? It seems humanity is rising again, provided they can survive this disaster…”

“Lord!”

Inside the Inner World, Meng Yong transformed from a moth into a woman wearing a white dress, standing side by side with the man in the black coat, gazing at the god-eater now missing its head.

Under the infusion of resentment, it transformed back into a massive black cocoon, pulsating like a heart, unknown what kind of monster was being nurtured inside.

“It’s still not the time to go out—the Prime World isn’t filled with resentment yet, and we can’t fully exert our powers… Mithras was too careless…”

The man in the coat sighed, four white masks floating around him, each face constantly changing expressions.

“Is… He still alive?”

Meng Yong was well aware that the gods of the Prime World often sent spies into the Inner World to observe its details, intending to lure and destroy them.

But the Inner World was not only a prison but also a massive shield. Unless they entered personally, even Supreme Gods couldn’t act freely from the outside.

This time, Mithras wasn’t overly reckless. With Meng Yong’s care, he should have held the advantage, at the very least able to retreat safely. However, they didn’t know that the outside wasn’t just an ordinary Supreme God, but at least equivalent to the combined strength of two Great Luo beings.

Underestimating the enemy’s power naturally led to tragedy.

“Alive? That depends on how you define it…”

The man’s voice with the masks carried a strange tone: “His core of consciousness, or rather, the repository of his memories and wisdom, has already been sealed and taken away by that Supreme God. But what remains is most of its original power, combined with the reshaping of resentment. What kind of creature will emerge, even I can’t predict. But one thing is certain—the reborn being will no longer possess reason… yet it will undoubtedly become incredibly powerful!”

A truly maddened divine abomination, merging with the chaotic essence of the Inner World, would gain unimaginable enhancement.