How lofty the 9th-level existence was, how could it deign to explain anything to an 8th-level being?
That entity, which had once destroyed the Infinite Serpent, directly manifested its power, determined to utterly kill Wu Ming. The Void Mask was merely an unfortunate obstacle in its path.
Since it blocked the way, it had to die!
A vast and indescribable force rampaged forth with the mindset of eradicating ants. The nearby Void Mask was grazed by the fury and instantly turned to ashes, suffering grievous injuries even before the Void Mask could react.
Yet this being had not anticipated that at this moment, the Void Mask was not only on the verge of breaking through to the 9th level, but its own strength had also reached an astonishing peak.
When the two forces collided, it was as if heavenly thunder had ignited earthly fire. Infinite fury and black holes annihilated each other, resulting in mutual devastation in an instant.
At this moment, Wu Ming made his move!
“Will of the Prime World, what are you waiting for?”
Roaring aloud, a brilliant seven-colored glow of merit and virtue suddenly emanated from Wu Ming.
This was the karmic reward he had earned after establishing the balance between the mortal and spiritual realms, and resolving the issues of the Inner World—essentially, the very essence of the world itself.
Given the vastness of the Prime World, even though most of the Inner World had been destroyed, there was still an abundant share remaining.
Boom! Boom!
The Chaos Sea descended, opening a channel of primal energy, as a torrent of purple power surged down—an overwhelming and magnificent force far surpassing the previous ascension of the Seer Continent.
“Fate favors those who seize the moment. My current identity is the representative of the Prime World. As for the Void Mask and that 9th-level force, they were the culprits who once destroyed the Inner World and now threaten the underworld of the Prime World—the Netherworld itself! I am the guardian and steward of this world! If the Prime World does not wish to be destroyed, it has no choice but to empower me!”
Though this explanation seems lengthy, in reality, all of this occurred in an instant.
Suddenly, the Void Mask and the 9th-level existence sensed a terrifying aura at the battlefield’s edge rapidly surging, as if a meek rabbit had suddenly transformed into a mighty tiger.
Hiss! Hiss!
Countless Infinite Scales instantly spread across the area, endlessly regenerating, even black holes and flames could not completely destroy them.
“Pantheon Temple! Huangting World! Great Luo Power! Empower me!”
Layer upon layer of radiant light emerged from Wu Ming, driven by the massive river of purple primal energy, instantly transforming him into a colossal giant.
“The heir of the Infinite Serpent!”
Suddenly, a mighty will roared forth from the raging flames: “Annihilate him!”
Boom!
It was as if mountains collapsed and oceans overturned. Terrifying power surged directly onto Wu Ming.
“You…”
The Void Mask was consumed by fury.
Its current appearance was rather pitiful—two of its four masks behind it were shattered, never to be restored.
Wu Ming had redirected calamity, directly inflicting severe damage upon it. Now, with two masks destroyed by the 9th-level force, its power was halved.
And now, the Void Mask finally understood Wu Ming’s strategy. Enraged, it activated its two pale masks and lunged toward Wu Ming, seeking to devour him.
“If you were at full strength, I might have retreated. But now…”
Wu Ming exhaled deeply, unleashing a violent spatial storm. The Pantheon Temple shimmered and shrank, vanishing into his fist.
His entire right fist radiated transcendence. With a sudden swing, he roared: “Pantheon Fist!”
Crash!
At this moment, the Pantheon Temple was completely under his command, all its power concentrated into a single point, delivering incomparable destructive force.
Especially under numerous enhancements and the massive influx of primal energy from both the Prime World and the Chaos Sea, his aura was in no way inferior to the Void Mask at its peak.
Crack! Crack!
With one punch, the pale masks immediately developed fissures and shattered in an instant, revealing the Void Mask’s expression of disbelief: “No… pos… sible…”
Its masks also possessed infinite regenerative abilities. So long as the masks remained intact, its core essence could never be harmed. Previously, under the attack of the 9th-level being, losing two masks was acceptable. But now, against Wu Ming, it could not even withstand a single strike. This dealt a severe blow to its confidence.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As Wu Ming attacked, his body was simultaneously engulfed in flames from that 9th-level being. His Infinite Scales kept vaporizing and disintegrating, yet continuously regenerated, maintaining him at peak condition without his defenses ever being breached.
“This aura?”
The mighty will was the first to sense something amiss: “Halfway to the 9th level? So close to my realm?!”
“Either I succeed, or I perish!”
A firm resolve surged within Wu Ming’s heart, suddenly transforming into a thunderous roar: “Annihilate! Pantheon Temple!”
Boom!
In the next instant, the Pantheon Temple, already weakened from multiple uses, immediately reappeared in the void. Its transcendental radiance dimmed and receded, with fine cracks appearing on its surface.
Now, the entire temple rapidly disintegrated, unleashing terrifying and immense power!
This inconceivable artifact, under Wu Ming’s command, began to self-destruct, akin to a Demon God’s body-shattering technique, unleashing ultimate destructive force.
Boom! Boom!
Terrifying waves of power surged forth.
Once resplendent and magnificent beyond words, the Pantheon Temple now collapsed piece by piece. Even the Great Luo Hall and the Pantheon itself crumbled. Finally, the Primal Pool exploded with a loud bang.
In this annihilation, a milky-white transcendental light grew increasingly brilliant, dense as if it transcended past, present, and future!
“What courage!”
Even the will of that mighty being couldn’t help but admire Wu Ming for his decisive action in destroying the Pantheon Temple, immediately shifting into a defensive stance.
It deeply understood the terror of this artifact—not only was it the culmination of the Infinite Serpent’s entire existence, but even its own power might not rival the depth of this artifact’s essence!
Because this artifact once received the bloodline origin of the Infinite Serpent—the blessing of that ancient evil god—perhaps retaining a trace of that power, which will surely manifest in its destruction…
The mighty being’s will was clearly wary: “Even if my true form were here, I might still suffer injuries if I’m not careful.”
Hiss! Hiss!
Within the milky-white radiance, a colossal black serpent’s phantom, symbolizing infinity and the world, suddenly emerged, radiating terrifying and immense power.
“Pantheon Temple perishes, unleashing all in a single strike—die!”
Wu Ming’s gaze was calm as he instantaneously teleported before the Void Mask and struck with his fist.
Hiss! Hiss!
Behind him, the transcendental radiance and the Infinite Serpent mimicked the same motion, surging toward the Void Mask.
That mighty will was indeed a 9th-level existence. Even with only a fragment of its power manifested, its depth was unfathomable. Comparatively, the Void Mask was clearly weaker.
Especially considering… on its body resided something Wu Ming had long coveted.
“Ahh… My race’s aspiration remains unfulfilled. How can I die here?”
The power unleashed by the Pantheon Temple’s destruction was immense beyond comprehension.
The Void Mask barely sensed it and immediately felt the approach of death.
It roared, its last white mask floating forward, shedding blood-tears from its hollow eye sockets: “Devour!”
Hiss! Hiss!
The colossal black serpent phantom roared, emitting a massive suction force from its gaping maw—clearly the Rule of Devouring!
Indeed, this devouring force far surpassed that of the Void Mask. With one gulp, it swallowed the white mask whole, then swept its tail, sending the Void Mask’s bulky form flying backward.
“This is… the Infinite Serpent! No! It’s the power of its blood ancestor—the ancient evil god!”
Wu Ming’s mind trembled. He sensed something else and involuntarily spoke in a cold, commanding voice: “I wield the Rule of Devouring. Any mortal coveting the power of this rule shall face my judgment!”
This was an embedded message concealed within that sliver of sinister divine power deep inside the Pantheon Temple.
As Wu Ming spoke these words, he suddenly felt as if he had transformed into that black serpent, opening its maw wide and swallowing the Void Mask, now filled with panic.
Gulp!
Wu Ming let out a satisfied belch, feeling as though even his 8th-level Great Luo body was on the verge of bursting from the immense power.
How much effort had the Void Mask exerted in its pursuit of supremacy?
It had devoured no fewer than a dozen powerful divine blights, consumed the will of the Inner World, numerous supreme deities, and countless true gods and elite beings of various races.
This immense power was almost comparable to the previous primal energy infusion from the Chaos Sea, causing Wu Ming’s body to expand once more, towering like a mountain, vast and majestic.
“Roar!”
The sensation of every fiber of his being brimming with power compelled Wu Ming to roar aloud, swinging his fists toward the will of the 9th-level existence.
“If it takes the destruction of a supreme artifact to kill a powerful enemy and absorb its accumulated power…”
The mighty will of the Infinite Serpent’s archenemy fluctuated violently: “…then after devouring the Void Mask, your chance of ascending to the 9th level has already exceeded fifty percent! Your will is unmatched. Your decisiveness is admirable… My true form will arrive here in thirty Vard units of time. Perhaps… I will witness a different you!”
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as this mighty will finished speaking, the skyful of wrathful flames abruptly extinguished.
Clearly, this being understood that with only the power currently manifested, and having already mutually depleted itself against the Void Mask, it was impossible to do anything further to Wu Ming. Thus, it decisively withdrew.
Yet before retreating, it ensured Wu Ming would not have an easy time, directly revealing the news of its impending arrival.
If Wu Ming could not fully ascend to the 9th level before this being’s arrival, his only fate would be destruction!
Even if he did break through, as a newly ascended 9th-level being facing an ancient 9th-level existence, the odds of victory were infinitesimally small.
Of course, the most terrifying aspect was the psychological pressure this would impose on Wu Ming, potentially having an immeasurable impact on his ascension to the 9th level.
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