Chapter 1128: Mr. Fool (Danger!!)

The figure in white clothes and a white crown appeared at the edge of the huge crater.

Like a Daoist who has always stood here, allowing the wild wind to blow his long hair, he cast his gaze toward the pitch-black depths of the pit.

The abyssal crater, which he had forged as a mark of strength, had walls like sheer cliffs, straight and daunting. At the bottom lay a tangible darkness, still and silent, devouring light as if it were an endless, quiet black hole. Even a gaze seemed to be captured by its mysterious magic power.

Because this place once connected directly to the Earth’s core, linking to the deepest “Sea of Chaos.”

It is a sea seemingly containing all colors and secrets, left by the Creator of this universe, one of the nine Great Source essences, with its residual chaotic aura still lingering.

During the previous brief skirmish, the opponent had tried to use the essence of this source to fight, attempting to press the God-Beating Whip into the primordial sea of confusion.

The God-Beating Whip, in the end, wasn’t the original, but a counterfeit crafted with someone’s high Technique Power. Surely, its might was extremely terrifying, even beyond the reach of a Treasure. It could wreak havoc across Earth, sweep the Gods away, slaughter Sequence 0, as effortlessly as splitting melons in a greenhouse…

—But ultimately, it couldn’t compare to the status of the cosmic source essence and would naturally be suppressed by higher-ranking might.

“Rise!”

While pondering, the white-clothed Daoist casually stretched out a hand toward the bottom of the pit, lightly beckoning and uttering a soft call.

“…”

“…”

Silence, dead stillness, quiet.

As expected, the God-Beating Whip did not rise in response.

There was simply no reply, no movement at all.

“Tch.”

The Daoist Spirit, having long reverted from divinity, showed no surprise, just an expression of predictable outcome. He clicked his tongue, then stretched his palm, spreading his fingers wide, with invisible runes flowing and imprinting in the air, forging chains of order.

These invisible chains fell long and far, disappearing into the pitch-black void of the massive sky crater…

In an instant, the chains suddenly tautened!!

The next moment, the whole earth rumbled and shook, a vast invisible energy accumulating beneath the crust, seemingly ready to erupt like a volcano at any moment.

Although indeed terrifying, the source essence was currently under no one’s control, merely an inert object holding positional status… and the God-Beating Whip had not completely sunk into the Sea of Chaos, nor had it been entirely assimilated or polluted.

The simplest resolution was naturally an overwhelming exertion of power, and when the burst strength was enough to drag out the planetary core, there was no reason it couldn’t retrieve a fishing rod.

BOOM——!!

Amid increasingly violent earth shudders and tremors, the enormous power accumulated to the limit, concentrated at a point, exploded in the heart of the earth, bursting forth with a thunderous crash like a world-ending roar! The fractured terrain surrounding the pit began cracking anew, gigantic fissures spreading outward, radiant bursts of energy exploding, smaller crustal plates blown away directly.

Under the incomparable impact of gigantic power, they were hurled thousands of meters into the high heavens.

Then like dandelions in the wind, they were inevitably scattered by the vast shock wave, swept away to unknown places by the storm.

In the fierce wind pressure, the Daoist Spirit’s long hair danced wildly, and he calmly raised his Conceptual Armament, inspecting it and finding the whip stained by the Sea of Chaos’s aura, though the talisman on it remained intact. After all, the Divine Rune was engraved personally by the Magician, even as a replica, its quality was unwaveringly solid.

Therefore, with a slight cultivation, this whip could again unleash its fearsome might!

“…”

“…”

The white-clothed Daoist calmly tucked the God-Beating Whip into his sleeve. Indeed, he could have forcibly summoned the whip back, but chose not to.

Because fishing for Ah Meng was just incidental; even if the fish doesn’t bite, it doesn’t matter. The key was to use this chance to sell a flaw, making the opposing group believe he was restrained… so that both sides could engage in a back-and-forth exchange, forging such momentum—otherwise, the subsequent act would be difficult to perform.

—After all, initially killing one does establish dominion by sheer ferocity.

—Yet, if subsequently, a few more aren’t slain or wounded, there’s bound to be the suspicion of a big noise with little substance.

But by crafting some intrigue here, selling a flaw, perhaps allowing the temporary loss of the God-Beating Whip, the result of smoke without injury becomes reasonable.

Certainly, this was mainly because he wasn’t truly there to explode fish. Otherwise, he could simply join the Starry Alliance, partaking in this feast with the Outer Gods… In his current identity, he felt more like a catfish, stirring up the original survival environment, yet stimulating other fish to unleash their full potential.