Chapter 780 45: Reversal (Part 2)

The Heirloom Seal of the Realm cracked a tiny fissure once more.

Watching this scene.

Ying Zheng thought briefly, then suddenly lowered his hand.

Buzz—

And as he lowered his hand.

The gaze from above the heavens directly fixed upon him.

The crown robe on him showed even clearer signs of disintegration at the sleeve.

And beneath his feet, it became downright exaggerated... towering waves suddenly surged around.

Just a simple gaze.

The powerful suppression seemed to squeeze all the seawater beneath Ying Zheng to the sides, revealing the seabed.

Those who were barely holding on at this moment felt abandoned and squeezed by the world, experiencing an indescribable oppression, clutching their chests and breathing heavily, a few remaining Advanced Empowerers turned their heads with difficulty to watch Ying Zheng.

They were very regretful.

Deeply regretful.

They should have left earlier.

So-called ancestors were nothing more than powerful human ghosts... definitely not the rivals of God.

And at the same time.

The air suddenly grew restless, an invisible hand brushed over, reaching for Ying Zheng.

An endless pressure accompanied it.

And the few surviving Advanced Empowerers looked fearfully at Ying Zheng, knowing what would happen next, but unable to do anything.

They could only pray.

Pray.

Pray the phantom above the heavens would not vent its anger on them.

"As expected."

And just as the invisible hand was about to reach Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng's calm voice suddenly rang out.

Even through layers of rain, it was still clearly audible: "Some matters are better entrusted to the living to handle, don't you think?"

It was as if he was speaking to the phantom above the sky.

Or perhaps... talking to someone else.

Time rewinds slightly.

Yellow Springs Branch.

When the golden beam of light overshadowed the Holy Light, forcing it to disappear.

Lamar Aihai's faith completely collapsed.

The Stone instantly cracked.

Vomiting blood.

He fell to the ground.

Yet he remained conscious, watching Chen Lusi from afar.

And Chen Lusi slowly lowered the Tai'e in his hand, then gradually turned around, looking at Lamar Aihai, then walked towards him.

As he approached.

Lamar Aihai noticed.

The Great Angel was retreating.

Fear.

At this moment.

The Great Angel also felt fear.

At this moment, boundless despair almost entirely occupied Lamar Aihai's heart.

He watched helplessly as Chen Lusi walked to his side, standing still, then spoke coldly: "The wrath of the God you speak of... indeed, not worth mentioning."

"..."

Crack—

Along with more intense breaking sounds.

The speed of Lamar Aihai's faith collapse suddenly accelerated.

Killing is deceiving the heart.

Just like that.

He sprayed blood violently once more, then reluctantly shifted his gaze from Chen Lusi, raising his head overhead, mournfully crying: "God..."

And his mournful plea had just been voiced... it was answered.

Doom—

Holy Light.

Came once more.

But this time, there was no entity.

Yet it was colder, more rigid, and... terrifying.

Everyone.

Except those few Holy Office members, all alike as the observers upon the High Seas, for a moment... felt as if abandoned by the entire world.

The sky seemed to collapse.

Not far away Old Hong stumbled, directly falling face down to the ground.

Lamar Aihai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly joyful.

Chen Lusi's figure swayed as well, then immediately shifted his gaze from Lamar Aihai, looking towards where Lin Ying was, and directly turned, intending to leave everything behind to head in that direction.

But he hadn't moved yet.

Familiar sounds suddenly arose.

They were very calm, like a casual conversation, asking: "Some matters are better entrusted to the living to handle, don't you think?"

"..."

Chen Lusi's movements abruptly halted.

At the same time.

The Tai'e in his hand began to tremble once more.

But this time, it was not mere excitement, but also joy.

As if a long-returned traveler, seeing his father again with joy.

Chen Lusi glanced at the Tai'e in his hand, hearing the voice of Ying Zheng, seemingly only audible to him, he fell into silence.

"Hahaha... judgment has already arrived."

The other side.

The moment when the God returned.

The collapse of Lamar Aihai's faith suddenly interrupted.

He struggled to climb up from the ground, looking at Chen Lusi who turned around abruptly, seemingly a bit anxious. He completely lost his usual composure, wildly up and down, as he looked at Chen Lusi, raving, "Go to hell! You bastard! Heretic! Maggot! Your judgment! Has arrived!!!!!"

"..."

Chen Lusi ignored him, still looking at the Tai'e in his hand.

Then.

About two seconds later.

He finally moved, not towards where Lin Ying was, but directly looked up at the sky, raising the Tai'e again, the tip of the sword pointing upwards.

The crazed expression on Lamar Aihai's face froze.

"Wait a moment, I'll be right there."

After raising the Tai'e, Chen Lusi looked towards Lin Ying's direction, as if talking to himself, in a very calm tone, like he was speaking of trivial matters, he softly said, "I'm going to slaughter Him."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the crazed expression on Lamar Aihai's face was swiftly replaced with shock.

He slowly widened his eyes.

Before he could speak.

Chen Lusi directly withdrew his gaze, then looked up at the Tai'e held above his head, slowly raised his left hand, and firmly grasped his right wrist.

Then.

Took a deep breath.

"You heretic..."

Lamar Aihai finally reacted, just shouted out loud.

The next second.

Whoosh——

He found that everything in the Yellow Springs suddenly disappeared.

Land, sky, dark fog, silhouettes.

Everything.

All vanished.

Around him, only profound blackness remained, boundless black.

Lamar Aihai glanced around, directly stunned on the spot.

Soon, a ray of light suddenly appeared, successfully drawing his attention.

He turned around sharply to look.

Then... slowly opened his mouth.

In the endless darkness.

Not far away, a ray of light illuminated.

It was the light coming from the tip of the Tai'e held by Chen Lusi.

As if at this moment.

The entire Goryeo Branch.

...gathered at one point.

...

High Seas.

Ying Zheng still stood there.

And the air still surged.

The invisible hand had already reached his front.

The remaining Advanced Empowerers seeing this, could already guess the outcome, directly closed their eyes and began to pray frantically.

...Please! Please! Don't bring wrath to others.

But at this moment.

Just as the invisible hand was about to completely fall.

"Are you the God Lamar Aihai spoke of...aren't you?"

A voice.

Suddenly sounded.

Cold, rigid, filled with killing intent.

Transmitted through layers of rain curtains.

And with the sound resonating.

Above the sky.

The heavy clouds began to swirl again.

The next instant, a figure, a silhouette wielding a sword, abruptly appeared.

And with the appearance of that silhouette.

Heaven and earth paused.

A violent spirit swept outwards, accompanied by a suffocating deathly aura, surged forward.

Those Advanced Empowerers who were still conscious once again felt abandoned by the world.

Everyone's breath halted.

At the same time.

In front of everyone.

The constant rain curtain.

Stopped descending.

Physically stopped.

As if countless raindrops, about to devour everything, were suspended in mid-air, countless raindrops frozen at the moment before shattering above the sea.

The Advanced Empowerers looked ahead a bit dumbfounded, where all the raindrops rested in mid-air.

Like a beaded curtain descending from the sky.

The whole world seemed to be pressed the pause button.

Then.

The rewind button.

Countless raindrops began to fly back into the sky.

With immense momentum.

Heaven and earth reversed.