Chapter 477 - 476: It Seems the Pressure Has Only Increased?

Chapter 477: Chapter 476: It Seems the Pressure Has Only Increased?

Chapter 476: It Seems the Pressure Has Only Increased?

The Netherkin chaos in the royal city finally drew to a close.

Heaven and earth returned to clarity. Whether it was the aura of the immortal tribulation or the crushing pressure from the recent great battle, all of it vanished without a trace.

Only the crowds collapsed all over the ground bore witness to the fact that something extraordinary had indeed just occurred.

Within the space that had been opened up for the struggle over the Human Immortal List, the shattered heavens slowly began to close again... This was the spatial barrier that had been smashed apart when the very first immortal tribulation descended, allowing those within this space to personally witness that earth-shaking, peerless battle.

And at this moment, it also granted them the same "sleep service."

At that time, the space atop the Ascension Platform trembled slightly, and the figure of a girl clad in imperial robes stepped out from the void.

The Empress wasn’t quite sure why, despite everyone having heard the voice of the Great Dao and fallen unconscious, she herself was completely unaffected.

But she was already rather used to such things.

She knew very well how special she was—Supreme Dao Body, Trinity of Pristine States, the Dragon Fortune... Perhaps one of these factors had granted her such "privilege"?

As for the changes to her body...

There were many obscure and difficult Dao insights that had appeared in her mind?

And also some rather strange knowledge...

For the moment, the Empress paid no attention to these matters. She merely gave her head a light shake, temporarily choosing not to probe the true nature of those insights and knowledge.

She was still in the state of three bodies as one. This instance of merging the three bodies had brought her unexpected gains as well. After a certain Holy Saint arrived earlier, she had vaguely entered a state where the three bodies were completely synchronized, causing her comprehension of Empyreal Qi Synthesis: Trinity of Pristine States to surge explosively.

However, her current condition was not good.

Using this body to unleash that all-out sword strike earlier had left her physically weak, but that was secondary. The main issue was that the backlash from that sword strike was on the verge of becoming impossible to suppress.

An image of her own Mortal Alter Ego’s previous disgraceful behavior flashed through her mind, and her exquisitely beautiful face twitched slightly.

This backlash would naturally be dealt with later, once the three bodies separated again, each version of herself would bear her own share.

But there was still something that needed to be done right now.

The Empress gathered the bit of spiritual energy she had just recovered and, with the Human Emperor Sword in hand, slashed forcefully at the Ascension Platform beneath her feet.

Clang—

Along with a crisp sound, an irregular notch appeared on the Ascension Platform.

She took the piece of immortal jade she had cut out into her hand. Watching as mist began to rise from the now-dimmed platform, wrapping around the gap and automatically repairing it, the Empress’s lips curved slightly upward.

With a step forward, she was about to leave this space.

But then, a voice sounded within her mind.

’This piece of immortal jade... don’t tell me it’s still going to be delivered by the Imperial Alter Ego?’

’Naturally. This was something I promised him. Does the embarrassing Mortal Alter Ego have any objections?’

’But given the current situation, both Daoist Alter Ego and I contributed as well, didn’t we? Does Daoist Alter Ego have no opinion?’

’This poor Daoist believes what Mortal Alter Ego says makes sense.’

’Hehe, I could let you have this opportunity, but do you even have the standing to give it to him?’

’The three bodies are originally one. If you have the standing, then naturally we share the same standing.’

’That may be so... but does he know about this?’

The voices in her mind fell silent for a moment.

"Doesn’t he know...?"

No one knew which body’s consciousness had taken control, but the words that left her lips were filled with complex emotions.

In the end, the Empress shook her head and took a step forward.

This space was still connected to the outside world, and thus she could lightly shift herself into the royal city.

And then she discovered that, much like herself, there were three other people who were also "special."

Three women whose beauty did not fall short of her own.

Yet the person she truly wanted to see was nowhere to be found.

...

At this moment, Luo Wusheng’s vision seemed to be drawn up into the clouds.

The scene of the royal city below came into his view.

When he saw the four women who were, quite unusually, still conscious amid the entire scene, Luo Wusheng—whose form was vaguely that of a soul—couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth hard.

"To be honest, I feel like if you let me go down there right now, I’d die even faster."

He seemed to be speaking to someone, yet his gaze never shifted.

His words were quickly answered.

"If all this poor monk desired were your life, why would today’s events need to be so complicated?"

The voice seemed to come from all directions, hollow and faintly ethereal. At the same time, it carried a suppressive force that weighed upon the heart. Listening closely, one could even hear layers of Buddhist chanting within it, causing those who heard it to unconsciously develop a sense of agreement.

However, Luo Wusheng was not affected in the slightest.

"So what you’re saying is... you don’t just want my body, you also want my heart?"

He rolled his eyes.

"Senior, we’re not compatible. I don’t swing that way, and my main wife and prospective junior wives are all down there... uh, and there are probably two other spectators as well?"

The mysterious voice: "..."

Even the surrounding Buddhist chants seemed to pause for a moment.

But it soon broke free from Luo Wusheng’s rhythm.

"You are not surprised by this poor monk’s arrival... Was this also part of the arrangement of the one playing chess against this poor monk?"

"If I say yes, will you go give my bargain-bin master a good beating? Ah—though that white-haired loli, I’d prefer to spank her myself, so no need to trouble you, Senior."

"...Tell no false speech."

As those words fell, Luo Wusheng felt that some kind of power in the unseen depths had begun to act upon him.

He merely sneered.

"I don’t need anyone to tell me this thing, anyone with half a brain could figure it out. Whatever scheme your Buddhist sect has against me, at the very least, the fact that you don’t want to see me advance to Nascent Soul or undergo a second awakening of the Diabolic Saint Physique is beyond doubt."

"And now I’ve not only reached Nascent Soul, I’ve also kicked up this much trouble. The Diabolic Saint Physique is about to finish awakening as well. If you could still sit still after that, your Buddhist sect might as well change its name to the Turtle Sect tomorrow."

"And this Netherkin chaos—your Buddhist sect’s fingerprints are all over it. I won’t even talk about the kiddie-level Dharma Bodies at the start. In the end, you even brought out that kind of tentacle monster. And you still think I wouldn’t notice? You really take me, the Demon Sect’s Holy Saint, for a brainless brute?"

"Besides, once things go out of control, the final boss always shows up when everyone thinks the dust has settled... I didn’t read manga for all these years for nothing."

The surrounding voice fell silent once more.

It seemed that many of the terms in Luo Wusheng’s speech were rather baffling, requiring some sorting and interpretation.

But it quickly gave up on thinking any further.

"Whether you foresaw this poor monk’s arrival is no longer important. That one has already done too much in the past and appeared repeatedly within your field of observation. They have already lost the opportunity to ’make a move.’"

The mysterious voice continued, "Since that is the case, the so-called variable is ultimately nothing more than a dreamlike illusion."

As its words ended, another power seemed ready to manifest.

But at that moment, Luo Wusheng let out a sigh.

"Senior, I think you might not have understood what I was saying."

"Since I knew another final boss was coming, do you really think I wouldn’t have prepared anything?"

High above, in this stretch of clouds that should have gone entirely unnoticed by anyone, a dark-gold longsword suddenly appeared. The tip of the blade hooked up Luo Wusheng’s soul-like form and pierced straight into the void.

When Luo Wusheng opened his eyes again, he found himself staring into four pairs of beautiful eyes, locked directly onto his own.

It seemed... the pressure was even greater than before?

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