Chapter 1758 - 905: [Open]

Ji Jue waved his hand, the repulsion force bursting forth, easily repelling Luzhi who pounced again, another hand scattering fiercely into Xu Lingyi's Circle Realm.

Strolling leisurely, his eyes glanced at Meng Fengzuo.

With a half-smile.

Meng Fengzuo gritted his teeth tightly, not uttering a word, yet hearing his voice spreading amidst the storm.

"No thought of escape? Really strange...

Which means, even now, you all still think you have a chance to win?"

Ji Jue laughed: "Let me guess, what are you still hiding?"

In an instant of pause, he suddenly asked: "There's still an assassin here, right?"

No one responded, but Ji Jue didn't care, only speaking to himself: "To endure for so long without leaving any trace, this sort of style must be the Xing Jiao I dealt with some days ago, right?

But, so long without action, is it because there's no assurance of a one-hit kill?"

He paused, glanced around, his gaze sweeping inch by inch over the figure within the Eternal: "Do you want me to give you an opportunity?

Only that, it's already a move used once..."

Ji Jue smiled quietly, "Do you think I really wouldn't have any defenses at all?"

"..."

Meng Fengzuo closed his eyes, sighing silently.

In the moment of opening his eyes, the eyes already bloodshot scarlet, seeming to burn.

Ultimately, reached this step...

In the instant his hands came together, flames erupted on his body.

Issued the final signal.

In that instant, above the sky, countless dense whispers and hoarse murmurs spread, cracks appearing on the Seven Saints projection, along with the parasites rooted in the Circle Realm...

No, the entire Circle Realm already served as an altar, completely transforming everything within as offering, set before some eerie entity!

"Heaven clear and earth spiritual, soldiers follow the seal, generals follow the command, disciple Lingyi obediently follows Dharma Master's decree, beseeching Western White Emperor Demon Lord, Northern Black Emperor Demon Lord, Eastern Green Emperor Demon Lord, Southern Red Emperor Demon Lord, Central Yellow Emperor Demon Lord—"

Xu Lingyi's demon lord avatar at once dissolved like wax, replaced by a distant figure blocking the sky on the suddenly pitch-black firmament, five heads gradually overlapping, within the five colors' flow, a pair of eyes abruptly opened.

"Star Suppressing Hand Binding, Beidou Soul Collection, Three Platforms and Seven Stars, Sword Holding Body Cutting... Evil Spirits, hears cannot hear, those who hear my curse, heads burst and brains split, shattered into dust..."

"—Hurry!"

Accompanied by Xu Lingyi's hoarse words, a terrifying pressure capable of shattering all life souls descended from nowhere, Five Directions Demon Lord opened mouth, deeply inhaling, swallowing Xu Lingyi's offered tribute, a pale hand like a corpse emerged from the void, grasping the great seal Xu Lingyi transformed into, pressing it down towards the world.

Ear-piercing friction resounded continuously, high-pitched sharp sounds, the power descended by Five Emperors Demon Lord collided with the Heavenly Essence Law, causing the curtain propped up mist to rapidly evaporate.

In the sea and sky turbulence, Ji Jue's body suddenly sank, as if suppressed by invisible mountains, even if the physical body remained intact, soul and consciousness were difficult to operate.

Just a slight moment of relaxation, the soul would be drawn into the darkness of that face above the firmament, completely devoured.

Abandoned all future and all accumulated to now.

Xu Lingyi fought desperately!

Desperate not only himself, but also the beast roaring in agony and madness.

Luzhi!

Cracks spread from his body, the heavily damaged Kasu fully restored again, but the entire person seemed on the verge of collapse, disintegrating at visible speed.

[Overload]!

Superconductor and lapis lazuli, rebirth form and Circle Realm thoroughly overlapped, excitation, explosion.

All transformations experienced in this life and all injuries felt, and all things and changes assimilated are now fully manifested on that body.

Like Fei Guang's intense and swift, Luzhi's essence lies in this wild release even to the self-destruction!

All changes accumulated and experienced in a lifetime exploded now, that murderous intent making Ji Jue feel prickled at the back revealed its true form!

As the core and essence inherited by Luzhi, overload is not technique that can be released arbitrarily, each use means betting one's life, yet even so, insufficient.

Furthermore, leave no retreat for themselves!

Each Luzhi, upon being taught this technique, will carve vow and prohibition into the Matrix.

Never voluntarily cease!

Unless the locked enemy dies, this self-destructive power will never stop by the user's will.

Therefore, after cutting off all retreats, the ensuing explosive power is terrifying enough that even the user cannot control it, and the achieved records establish the current status and glory of the Luzhi lineage.

It's now!

Kasu said to himself.

In the burning of Spiritual Flame, he abandoned life, forgot self, ruled completely by beastliness and killing intent, transformed entirely into a burning beast.

Once more at each other's throats!

Boom!!!

This time, Ji Jue's Blood Vibration Hand, emerged cracks, amidst the sharply sour noises, Kasu laughed silently, transformed into an illusion.

In the frenzy speed, almost as if splitting, singlehandedly besieged Ji Jue, stirred up tempests.

The sound of shattering couldn't even be uttered, already torn apart by the mournful howling.

Giant Que's stability under overload's impact pierced and cracked, even unable to extract Materiality to repair itself, Three Phases Flow completely interrupted, hard to convert.

The final note sounded by Meng Fengzuo's hoarse voice.

Illusion overlapped on his body, Ten Thousand Lights Turning Heron Lamp changed again, he had become an old man with Central Earth hairpin, dressed in feather robes.

The projection extracted his soul, complemented it fully, and unexpectedly detached from his body, recklessly pouncing towards Ji Jue.

Amid the high-speed gallop of the White Deer, it seemed so sluggish and stumbling, yet Ji Jue, bound by Kasu and Xu Lingyi, had no way to dodge.

When it was within three steps, the old man's phantom seemed to smile, raising his hand, pointing to the sky.

"Wedge!"

Instantly, the phantom shattered, and an infinite fierce light burst forth.

It was as if a ferocious sun in the cosmos had appeared out of thin air, its majestic and violent outline edging inch by inch towards the vast sea through the doorway...

The original phantom of the old man suddenly shattered, turning into a humanoid fissure, and as the fissure unfolded, it violently extracted everything around, dragging them into it.

A storm of destruction erupted from the fissure, engulfing everything, threatening to dissolve the iron-like vast sea completely.

Gate of Eternity!

Ji Jue was instantly stunned, overwhelmed — through a self-destructive manipulation of the projection, he directly opened a fissure leading to the scorching sun...

Now, what was violently erupting towards him was an authentic sun!

Even though the distance from the real sun was still vast, the current proximity was enough to turn everything outside the door into a hellscape.

Beyond the crevice, amidst the endless crimson, something seemed to bubble up, and then a grand and ribbon-like outline wafted, stirring a wave that spread towards the fissure.

Solar flare ejection!

Now, in the Wolf Perception, the chilling aura of death was creeping up Ji Jue's spine, drawing near.

But surprisingly, it wasn't due to the surrounding siege but rather from behind!

Eternal, thus began!

After being dormant for a long time, Schelbach finally opened his eyes, his emerald eyes vacant, unable to sense any presence, as all souls, power, and even the insignificant were entrusted in his hands.

It was like an inevitable evolution.

At the moment the timing arrived, in his hands, a bizarre Blood Blade silently growled, sketching an impossibly perfect outline.

Towards Ji Jue's neck, it slashed down!

The arc light spread, as if a vermilion brush stroke on paper, drawing a crimson line, soft yet determined, so beautiful it made the soul tremble and sway.

Death descended.

In that seemingly frozen moment, everyone's expressions turned solemn, focused, fierce, sacred, unleashing unprecedented power, fully committed.

Yet upon noticing the unchanging smile on Ji Jue's face, a hidden heaviness, anxiety, even... fear, crept in!

Can it truly be done?

Can he really be killed?

Not just here, at this moment, amidst projections of water mirrors, sand tables, and countless reflections, numerous individuals held their breath, eyes widened, witnessing this final outcome.

They saw the smile finally emerging on Ji Jue's face.

He raised his palm...

—Circle Realm·Non-Attack, unfold!

The timing had arrived.

At that moment, Meng Fengzuo, already nearing exhaustion, couldn't hold back and silently sneered.

It was now, it was here!

Clap!

At that moment, Meng Fengzuo closed his eyes, the final clap resounded.

[Open]!

A seemingly deep sound echoed beside each person's ear, so crisp.

Between the frozen sea and sky, endless scarlet descended abruptly.

Phantoms of corpses appeared between sky and sea, like raindrops, descending onto the frozen vast sea.

Overwhelming!

After a month of silent accumulation and preparation, in the dark underground cavern, in front of the ancient altar, Ling Liu offered the final sacrifice.

Thus, in the snap of a finger, the entire reality, the vast West Sea, transformed into crimson.

The ocean as blood.

"Ha! So that's it..."

In front of the council's screen, [Chen] chuckled softly: "Indeed, they invested heavily..."

[Hai] remained silent, stamping documents, but paused for a moment, looking at the screen. Meanwhile, [Wei], lounging around the office and unwilling to leave, frowned, almost... bursting into rage.

Damn it, doing this!

An absolute disgrace!

The tumultuous roar between sea and sky resounded through the West Sea.

In that fleeting moment, imperceptible to ordinary people, doors of various types emerged out of thin air from the reflection of the sea as smooth as a mirror.

Federation style, Thousand Islands style, Central Earth style, Empire style... exhausting all door types in reality, some big, some small, some new, some old, the sole similarity being the gradually opening doors.

Behind the grand doors, darkness like a coffin, one after another mangled, disfigured bodies emerged, eyes wide open, distorted faces full of resentment, gazing at Ji Jue.

Mouths open, casting a silent curse!

They were all the dead...

To be exact, those who died in the past month, since the Desert Market campaign, in battles, chaos, and even in the aftermath!