Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 1782 - 916: Serpent and Scale_3

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After Ji Jue put down the welding torch, he looked down at the large pit in front of him. The disfigured outer shell of the vault had been forcibly equipped with brand new Secret Rituals and frameworks through electric welding. Through the small opening smashed open by the Demolition Stake, it was connected into the vault's own structure, missing only the final step.

Even hindered by disguise, the Dissociation Technique was unusable, but he had plenty of clever tricks from You Sui!

Just like now...

Click, a crisp sound.

The index finger that Ji Jue raised turned iron-colored, shedding the texture of flesh and blood, transforming into a hollow thin tube.

Following the internal thread, after twisting off a knuckle, there was a crisp "click", like an old-fashioned kerosene lighter, and a wisp of gray-black Flame Light emerged from the fire seed within the finger joint cavity.

Instantly, the entire underground vault fell into a deathly silence, and under the eerie light, everyone uniformly took a step back.

Sweating profusely.

Just watching it caused a natural...chilling fear!

The Flame Seed fell from the raised fingertip, passing before Ji Jue's eyes and illuminating his smile, like a thick drop of rain rolling into the framework beneath his feet.

Immediately, the Flame Light expanded and wriggled along the Secret Ritual, rising like a living entity, as if it had scented some delicious delicacy. It eagerly drilled toward the vault's deeper layers through that almost negligible tiny crack...

In the deathly silence, a series of fine cracking sounds, like the sound of rain, echoed continuously in everyone's ears.

The vault shell, which even explosives and Blessed Creations could not leave any mark on, astonishingly rapidly manifested a network of gray-white cracks.

Beneath the cracks, ash surged forth, rising like a tide!

With faint flashes, the ash whirled and fluttered downwards, like snow, and when it landed on the palm, it carried a vague metallic texture, akin to tin powder shattered by extreme cold.

Materiality fades, turning to ash.

This is the Dust Sorrow Technique!

Right when Ji Jue, gripping the framework diagram of the Sorrow Workshop and numerous inadvertently acquired materials, had mused for an unknown length of time, through repeated Mutated Transformations, investing many residual spirits of his You Sui peers, had finally barely recreated...

The youthful version of the Breath of Sorrow!

Even if, in essence and purity, it was not one-thousandth as good as the original, with many restrictions and a cost-effectiveness so low it brought tears, it was simply a breeze to deal with an unresisting dead object before him!

As the Gray Flame spread downward like water, infiltrating and diffusing widely without any impediment, unstoppable decay and aging commenced!

Boom!

As if in a hallucination, as the gray flame burned, it seemed as if water ripples appeared in the void, and there was a faint ringing in his ears, so magnificent, like distant thunder!

In the Illusion that appeared out of nowhere, in the darkness beneath the vault, there was a menacing silhouette coiled and lurking like a giant serpent, with only a pair of jade green pupils slowly rising, gazing at him.

Gazing down on the Dust!

With just a glance, the majesty of the Heavenly People had already imposed itself on his consciousness!

He convulsed uncontrollably, unable to stand steadily.

Thick nosebleed gushed from beneath the welding mask like a faucet, followed by an uncontrollable opening of his mouth, vomiting.

In the crimson blood water, there were fragments of internal organs!

In a momentary flickering of light, the entire second underground level darkened suddenly, but in the instant of darkness, countless scarlet eyes appeared out of thin air.

The flock of crows in the realm of death opened their eyes.

With the shattering of one light bulb after another, wings as black as pitch unfolded out of nowhere, covering everything.

Claws extended like the hands of inevitable death, grasping at everyone!

Without even a moment to mourn for the explosion in the stock market, the one who rushed to the bank scene and took forceful action was...

The contemporary Ying Lin!

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