With Wu Ming’s capabilities, dealing with a severely injured and slumbering divine abomination was that straightforward.
“Crunch… crunch…”
Even though it had already been sealed, the Hades Cerberus slightly opened its mouth, revealing sharp, ivory teeth, as if sensing the approach of danger and grinding its teeth.
“Hmm? It’s quite alert. If I can subdue it, I might as well keep it at the main temple as a guard dog…”
Wu Ming flipped his hand, and the light sphere sealing the Hades Cerberus vanished without a trace.
He stepped forward a few paces and examined the resentment node before him.
With the Cerberus no longer draining its energy, the center of the lake quickly darkened, the once clear waters turning a deep, thick black.
Thump! Thump!
Numerous purplish-red veins converged, forming into the shape of a black heart that was powerfully pulsating, its booming sound echoing throughout the cave.
With each beat, the heart expanded further and its color deepened.
“Wow… this is just an ordinary minor node. That means there are tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of such resentment hearts across the Inner World, forming a network that completely covers it… This doesn’t feel natural—it gives off a strong sense of conspiracy… Is it the Void Mask?”
Undoubtedly, the leader of these divine abominations must be secretly plotting something significant.
And the powerful beings of the Spirit Race seem to have their eyes on the same matter. A clash between the two was entirely foreseeable.
“But why must the myriad races of the Main World serve as your pawns?”
Wu Ming stroked his chin thoughtfully. “Still, I have to admit, the Void’s plan does have quite a few feasible elements…”
After inspecting the site, even Wu Ming had to concede that the entire Inner World had already become a malignant tumor that needed to be dealt with. The Void’s proposal appeared to be the most viable option.
“Pity, I can’t shake the feeling that he’s hiding something…”
Wu Ming gazed at the lake of resentment before him, his face suddenly hardening with determination. “To break this stalemate, I have no choice but to play outside the rules!”
The moment this thought crossed his mind—
Boom!
A tremendous force erupted from his body, splitting the earth and sweeping wildly through the void.
A cluster of auspicious clouds appeared, soaring into the sky, radiating five colors, and continuously expanding outward.
Legions of monsters in the Inner World merely felt this aura and immediately collapsed, their eyes rolling back in their heads. The vengeful spirits buried themselves deep into the soil, refusing to emerge no matter what.
“Caw! Caw!”
A skeletal giant bird was circling in the nearby sky. When struck by this overwhelming presence, the divine abomination actually rolled its eyes back and plummeted from the air. It frantically flapped its wings just before hitting the ground, then fled without looking back.
The might of an Eighth-Level cultivator was dominant even within the Inner World, a tyrant unmatched by ordinary Sixth- or Seventh-Level beings.
Even the most ferocious divine abominations would feel a primal fear from the very essence of their souls!
“How does it feel to see the light of day again?”
Wu Ming laughed heartily as he stared at the black heart before him, extending his right hand to seize it.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
With this grab, the winds and clouds in the sky churned, and a colossal hand of spiritual light appeared, wreathed in five-colored lightning. In an instant, it clamped down and seized the black heart.
“Since the Void said these nodes support each other, I’ll destroy one and see how it reacts. After all, according to his plan, these nodes must be eliminated anyway. Come… forth!”
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly bellowed.
Sizzle!
The spiritual hand reached into the depths of the lake, its five fingers crackling with lightning. With a mighty yank, the black heart was pulled up from the surface of the resentment lake, its purplish-red veins snapping one after another, a horrifying sight.
“Sure enough, something’s wrong!”
Faced with this situation, Wu Ming was not alarmed but delighted.
The abnormal changes of this node made him feel as though he was drawing closer to the truth of the Inner World.
“Anyway, this is just a projection of my consciousness. After I become a Great Luo, I can manifest countless avatars at any time. What’s the loss of one?”
Wu Ming laughed loudly and increased his force.
Crack! Crack!
How terrifying was the power of a Great Luo? Even though this was only a projection of his consciousness here, with the blessing of the Great Luo Mark, even this avatar could unleash full strength without restraint.
“Of course, a Great Luo exists uniquely across all worlds. Now, this avatar is actually more like my true self, while my original body back at the main temple has become more like a projection. And when this avatar returns or is destroyed, my original body will instantly regain its peak strength…”
An Eighth-Level Great Luo can manifest countless avatars. Naturally, not all of these avatars possess Eighth-Level peak strength simultaneously—if that were the case, wouldn’t he be invincible? He could simply summon countless avatars and flatten the Inner World.
The uniqueness of a Great Luo means that although he can manifest countless avatars, each is both a projection and the true self, and one of them can always maintain peak strength, with the ability to switch instantly.
Crack! Crack!
After Wu Ming applied a bit more serious force, half of the purplish-red veins around the black heart snapped at once, and thick, blood-like black resentment energy spewed out violently.
“Roar! Roar!”
At the moment the last vein snapped, Wu Ming suddenly felt a terrifying willpower emerge above the original resentment pool.
It was as if a previously slumbering dragon had been abruptly awakened, letting out a furious roar filled with rage.
Boom!
This attack struck Wu Ming directly, causing his consciousness to blur for a brief moment.
“Such a powerful will! Even an Eighth-Level shouldn’t be capable of this… Could it be Ninth-Level?”
Wu Ming’s expression turned grave. “This Inner World…”
…
Within the Main World.
Skyland Continent.
This was a continent entirely suspended in the sky, ruled by the Sky Dragon Clan, which had established a unique Dragon Kingdom. Here, dragons lived alongside their deities, much like the ancient myths where humans and gods coexisted.
Even within the Main World, the Sky Dragon Clan was as powerful as the human race, protected by over a dozen supreme dragon gods, making them one of the top-tier forces.
Yet at this moment, at the very center of the continent, atop the Dragon King Sacred Mountain…
Dragon corpses as large as mountains lay scattered, their golden blood pooling into lakes.
In the nearby city, numerous divine abominations were indulging in slaughter, with the two-headed dragon Olyphis being the most ruthless.
“So, the Sky Dragons are nothing special after all!”
A huge, pale mask floated in the air, shedding blood-red tears from its hollow eye sockets.
Beneath the mask, the Void Mask appeared, gazing mockingly at the deity before him.
Out of the original hundred dragon gods, less than a tenth remained, most of them heavily wounded, with only one jade-green dragon god still desperately holding his ground.
“This power… does not belong to you!”
The Jade Dragon God transformed into a middle-aged man clad in emerald robes, his expression dazed. “This is… the power of the Inner World…”
Even among the highest deities, although there were divine abominations rivaling the Eighth-Level, he was still confident in protecting the entire Sky Dragon Clan—until the arrival of the Void Mask.
Even among the Eighth-Level, the opponent’s power was considered extremely “unfair.”
“The Inner World has chosen me to reform this world. Any objections?”
The Void Mask smiled, then glanced into the distance. “Although I’d love to chat longer, I’m afraid we must leave now…”
“Retreat!”
At the Void Mask’s command, a massive portal appeared, and numerous divine abominations stepped through, vanishing in an instant.
Of course, many lesser monsters and divine abominations who had gone mad or were too engrossed in slaughter to stop were simply abandoned by the Void Mask.
Before long, the divine abominations that had been besieging the sacred mountain withdrew, leaving only the Void Mask and a few others behind.
“Why retreat so early? We could have broken through the barrier of the Ten Thousand Dragon Incantation in just half a sandglass…”
Olyphis opened his dragon maw, glaring at the sacred mountain where the dragon gods stood, clearly dissatisfied.
“As the last resort of a great race, a grand protective formation that requires the blood of dragon gods to activate cannot be broken so easily…”
The Void Mask shook his head, gazing at the sacred mountain protected by countless dragon illusions and the dragon gods atop it. “After this battle, the Sky Dragon pantheon has been severely crippled, leaving them with little strength for future conflicts. If you don’t want to be hunted down by a coalition of other races, we must leave immediately!”
“A coalition?”
Olyphis suddenly lifted his head, and from the chaotic currents of the void, he could already see rays of divine light approaching at an unbelievable speed.
“Cough… I see you’ve noticed too…”
The dragon-horned man in green robes gave a bitter smile, his face genuinely showing helplessness.
“Before we leave, accept my final gift!”
The Void Mask politely performed a farewell bow. The mask behind him suddenly shifted its expression, turning into a laughing face.
A dangerous aura abruptly gathered.
At that moment, his body trembled, and his eyes turned a terrifying blood-red. “How dare you…”
In that instant, the Void Mask’s momentary shock was something even Dream Cocoon had never seen.
“Leave this place immediately!”
The Void Mask slashed his hand through the air, giving the green-robed middle-aged man one last meaningful glance before departing with a confused Olyphis and Dream Cocoon.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as the portal was about to close, several powerful beams of divine light came crashing down, sweeping through the confused divine abominations still indulging in slaughter.
“It’s the Spirit Race!”
Behind the Jade Dragon King, a small fairy dragon exclaimed excitedly. “Our reinforcements have finally arrived…”
“Yes… but unfortunately, it’s already too late…”
The Jade Dragon King gave a bitter smile, gazing at the devastation atop the sacred mountain, almost moved to tears.
As the only dragon god who had achieved the Eighth-Level through self-realization, his sense of identity and belonging to his race was something outsiders could hardly imagine.
And now, seeing the entire pantheon decimated, with the dragon kingdom on Skyland Continent nearly destroyed and the entire Sky Dragon Clan practically reduced from a top-tier race to a lesser one, his grief and fury were beyond words.
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