Chapter 884 - 717: Powerful

"Who dares disturb my slumber?"

The headless statue seemed to come alive.

Ith its countless arms started to move, the speed visible to the naked eye turned into a mirage.

Like a gigantic spider grasping and clawing, a large amount of dust ’swish swish swish’ fell off its body, and the surrounding void also changed, with the light becoming distorted.

At its chest, a huge vertical eyeball suddenly appeared.

The outer edge was purple-red and black interwoven, with an empty, deep, unfathomable center.

Inside, countless maggots, poisons, filth, and vengeful souls seemed to crawl out, making a mere glance send chills down the spine.

"Great Thousand-Handed Demon God, majestic your honor, it is your most loyal servant who summons you..."

Jia Hong, dressed in a white dress and a veil, with a beguiling figure, exuded noble grace and divine aura.

Yet, at this moment, she bowed humbly, prostrating on the ground, her fair forehead nearly touching the floor.

The prestigious Holy Daughter of the Yellow Springs Sect was so lowly, illustrating the nobility and mystery of the being descended.

"Oh, so it is my loyal servant." The terrifying eyeball of the headless statue glanced at Jia Hong.

There seemed to be an invisible connection between them, allowing it to instantly understand everything happening at the scene.

"Hmm?"

The terrifying vertical pupil of the headless statue suddenly looked at Lou Yi, the old woman surnamed Zhao, and the Great Demon Anran, its eye gleam growing increasingly deep and nefarious.

Making them all feel goosebumps, as if mere mortals watched by a prehistoric beast.

"This is...a forbidden existence from the deepest part of the Celestial Abyss, who’s consciousness has descended!" the old woman surnamed Zhao exclaimed in shock.

Her gaze had already begun assessing her surroundings, clearly harboring thoughts of retreat.

"Damn it, this time we’ve really gone too far, how could we summon such a monster?"

The Great Demon Anran of the Unihorned Ant lineage, fearless by nature, also faltered now, feeling extremely uneasy.

As for the major forces outside, seeing the real-time image caused intense reactions.

"It’s rumored that the Yellow Springs Sect serves as a pawn to those deep within the Celestial Abyss, always aiming to invade the Main World and destabilize the rule of humans and demons..."

"The Celestial Abyss Demon God is likely a more terrifying presence than even True Monarchs and Demon Kings, not permitted to exist in this world..."

"The Thousand-Handed Demon God, records of him date back to ancient times, living for over ten thousand years, but few have seen his true form!"

"True Master Wu, bring us closer so we can have a look at the Thousand-Handed Demon God’s appearance."

"That’s simple...Ah!!!"

A scream echoed as a Master from the Spirit Treasure Sect clutched his face, his eyes suddenly turning a blood-red expanse.

And black blood flowed from the eye sockets, emitting an indescribable stench.

"It seems the Demon God has attacked, spying on such an existence is inherently disrespectful behavior..."

He hastily removed the void image, the symptoms alleviating somewhat.

Simultaneously, other Masters in the Main World, who were focused on Yinfeng Valley, also suffered considerable injuries, prompting them to eliminate all imaging observation spells in fear.

Terrifying existences from the deep within Celestial Abyss, cannot be directly viewed, cannot be desecrated, or retribution will ensue.

Of course, top existences like True Monarchs and Demon Kings in the Main World, are less affected.

But even they wore grim expressions, staring fixedly at the headless statue, the so-called Thousand-Handed Demon God, seemingly observing something.

"Lord Demon God, those two just attempted to damage your body, truly despicable." on the scene, Lou Yi took the opportunity to complain first, intending to use a borrowed knife for a murder.

Simultaneously, he activated his clone talent, marking the important replica, preparing to immediately transfer his consciousness should an accident arise.

"They are deserving of death, but your audacity in deceiving me makes you even more deserving of retribution."

The headless statue’s malicious pupil targeted Lou Yi, mockery flashing in its eye, making him inwardly exclaim in horror.

The next moment.

’Whoosh!’

An arm among the many swaying on the headless statue’s sides flew out, plummeting toward Lou Yi like a meteor chasing the moon!

The Thousand-Handed Demon God chose to strike at Lou Yi first!

’Damn it!’

Lou Yi was so angry he wanted to curse, intending to quickly move his body away.

But the opponent’s gaze seemed imbued with some kind of magic, immobilizing his body, unable to move, as if he had sunk into a quagmire.

Out of necessity, he forced himself to raise his fists, simultaneously maximizing his Golden Body Divine Skill, Talent of Tenacity, and Devour Talent.

’Boom!’

With this strike, Lou Yi’s whole body stiffened, spewing out a mouthful of fresh blood.

But before he could catch his breath, his expression drastically changed.

The more than ten arms of the statue followed closely, mercilessly attacking him, not granting even a moment’s respite.

Though Lou Yi tried his best to block, he was still overwhelmed, with consecutive hits expanding the wound on his waist, nearly sliced into two.

Only a thin piece of skin was barely hanging, connecting the two halves, as a large amount of organ fragments, intestines, and blood tissue spilled out.

In less than two breaths, Lou Yi was practically beaten to death, cleaved into two pieces.

And moments ago, he had endured thrity breaths of assault from Anran and the old woman surnamed Zhao, only resulting in arms detached, bones fractured, actual injuries hardly so severe.

Furthermore, the attack of the Thousand-Handed Demon God seemed imbued with destructive energy.

Causing the regeneration function of the Regeneration Talent to slow down by dozens to hundreds of times.

After taking a fatal blow, Lou Yi’s aura quickly diminished, like a candle in the wind, always on the verge of extinction.

"It’s your turn." The Thousand-Handed Demon God, no longer focusing on the doomed Lou Yi, shifted attention to the old woman surnamed Zhao and the Great Demon Anran.

Facing two Mid-Third Realm entities, it granted them more generous treatment.

In an instant, over a hundred arms simultaneously swung at them!

"At this moment, we can’t hold anything back; only by joining forces can we have a chance to survive!" The old woman surnamed Zhao shouted.

Her head full of white hair flared, her mana operated in overload, emitting a sound more majestic than the roaring sea.

The golden dragon-headed cane in her hand shone brilliantly, rising like a scorching sun, fiercely colliding with the attacking statue without yielding an inch.

’Bang bang bang!’

Worthy of a desperate strike at the Mid-Golden Core stage, instantly blocking the headless statue’s attack, even snapping a few of its stone arms.

"It’s just a consciousness projection, I refuse to believe we can’t deal with it!" The Great Demon Anran also roared incessantly, his expression fierce.

His more than a dozen ant arms swung as one, each arm flashing with the mysterious Light of Law, power elevated to the limit, almost tearing through the firmament!

His achievements were also notable, breaking more than two dozen stone arms of the headless statue, causing significant damage.

"Ants, you’ve successfully angered me." The headless statue, being the Thousand-Handed Demon God, launched its second attack, deploying most of its stone arms, numbering in the hundreds.

Such a myriad of stone arms moving as one, causing the surrounding void to cave in, collapse, and boil.

It almost became an indistinct, lightless domain, slender space cracks continuously forming in the outside world.

’Snap!’

Suffering a terrorizing assault several times more powerful than before.

The dragon-headed cane of the old woman surnamed Zhao could no longer endure, fissures appearing, ultimately exploding with a ’bang’.

She also spewed a mouthful of blood essence, the originally baby-like tender skin showing numerous wrinkles, resembling a farm woman.

The Great Demon Anran was also severely beaten.

Most ant arms were separated from his body, his tough abdomen riddled with holes and bloody wounds, in worse shape than Lou Yi’s prior condition.

"Damn it, if this continues, we’ll all perish here!" The old woman surnamed Zhao hardened her heart, "If it won’t let us live, it’ll not have it easy either.

Quickly let the True Monarch and Demon King, remove the celestial concealment from us!"

"What?!" Hearing this, Anran was stunned.

Unable to understand the other’s line of thinking, how is this any different from suicide?

"Though this monster is from Celestial Abyss, the restrictions on the first layer are actually more significant than for us.

Though unknown what method it’s using, temporarily concealing its aura.

Now by removing celestial concealment on us, the consciousness of Celestial Abyss will immediately transfer here.

And at that time, it too will be unable to hide and will become the primary target.

Then it is our best chance to escape, also the only chance!" The old woman surnamed Zhao quickly explained.

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