UGB Chapter 1695 Turning Against Each Other, Trump Card!
Chapter 1695 Turning Against Each Other, Trump Card!
this moment!
The high priest didn't even open his eyes, relying solely on his terrifying, almost premonition-like intuition for impending death...
His body vanished without warning, as if blending into the shadows!
Almost at the same millisecond that the high priest's figure vanished!
Boom——! !
A terrifying beam of golden light, seemingly formed from billions of divine swords, carrying the majestic divine power to purify everything, struck His original seated spot with unparalleled precision, like a celestial river falling from the heavens!
A deafening roar, accompanied by terrifying spatial ripples, swept out instantly, blasting the surging golden light in that area into scattered fragments, revealing an even more distorted and chaotic void below!
Cheng Buzheng, who had been hiding in the void and observing for a long time, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw this scene.
A huge wave of relief and lingering fear immediately washed over me!
"really!
The alliance between these two old monsters is more fragile than thin ice!
Cheng Buzheng's mind was highly focused, his gaze fixed on the battlefield.
"That old fox, Venerable One of the Island Moving, finally couldn't hold back and made the first move against the High Priest!"
He inwardly applauded yet remained vigilant, while simultaneously breaking out in a cold sweat for his own extreme caution.
"fortunately!
Fortunately, I didn't act rashly before.
Otherwise, if those two monsters joined forces, I fear I would be instantly crushed into ashes!
Cheng Buzheng deeply realized that when facing this ancient monster who had lived for countless years and whose mind was as deep as an abyss...
Patience often brings more vitality than impulsiveness.
"It seems that in the world of cultivation, sometimes, a little more patience can really bring unexpected 'surprises'."
He silently summarized his thoughts, further concealing his aura and completely merging himself into the background of the void layer.
Outside the void interlayer.
The high priest's figure materialized again a hundred feet away, like a ghost.
He suddenly threw off his hood, revealing a withered face so gloomy it seemed to drip water.
Two clusters of cold soul flames flickered in those deep-set eye sockets, staring intently at the Island-Moving Venerable, who had somehow stood up, surrounded by golden light, his aura as sharp as a drawn divine sword.
The icy voice was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell:
"Humph!
You island-moving brat, this priest underestimated your ambitions!
Deep as the sea, vicious as a scorpion!
"You actually dared to scheme against this priest?!"
Every word carried a chilling coldness.
Faced with the questioning, the Island-Moving Venerable's face was as cold as ancient ice, golden light surging around him. He stared back at the High Priest without showing any weakness, his voice equally icy:
"Calculation?"
"I merely struck first to gain the upper hand!"
"You think you've done it flawlessly, and I didn't notice a thing?"
The Island-Moving Venerable's lips curled into a mocking smile, and golden light surged in his eyes.
"Do you really think I can't see the 'soul-binding restriction' you secretly laid out among those scarlet runes?!"
He took a step forward, and the void trembled:
"If I hadn't noticed something was wrong in time, I would have been trapped by you soon enough."
At that time, this unparalleled opportunity will belong to you alone!
This cunning scheme is beyond my ability!
Hear this.
Cheng Buzheng, who was hiding in the shadows, felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
"hiss
Each of those old monsters is more cunning than a sieve!
Cheng Buzheng felt a chill run down his spine.
"Even knowing that the other party is setting a trap, they may also have planted a deadly move within the trap."
But they all dared to knowingly enter into traps in order to lull their opponents into a false sense of security!
So that at the most crucial moment, they can deliver a fatal blow to their opponent!
This ruthlessness and decisiveness—using oneself as bait, dancing on the edge of a knife, fighting for a sliver of survival in dire straits...
This is the true power that many cultivators cannot possess in their entire lives!
This is also the cruel capital that allows them to stand at the pinnacle of this world!
boom--! ! !
A deafening roar, as if the universe had just begun and chaos had been shattered, suddenly tore apart the void where golden light surged!
Immediately following was a continuous, deafening, and terrifying roar!
It was like a million thunderclaps exploding at once, or like ancient stars collapsing and being destroyed right next to your ears!
At the edge of their vision, two imposing figures, like ancient gods and demons, appeared—
The Island-Moving Venerable and the High Priest are now locked in a deadly struggle!
Each collision unleashed a blinding burst of light, the temperature at its core enough to incinerate all living beings!
The violent energy shockwave, visible to the naked eye, swept wildly in all directions like a real tsunami!
The entire golden void was no longer a calm lake, but a boiling and raging sea!
Space twisted and rippled violently, even being torn open with dark, menacing cracks, the edges of which flashed with dangerous electric light!
The layers upon layers of spatial ripples, like the surface of a crystal lake tossed with a giant rock, spread and overlapped violently, turning this golden domain upside down and shattering it into pieces!
Cheng Buzheng hid deep within the void, his gaze fixed on the core of the battlefield through the spatial barrier.
His expression grew increasingly grave as the battle escalated, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, capturing every detail.
"Sure enough!"
His heart was filled with icy coldness.
"This is their true strength!"
Past clashes were merely the tip of the iceberg, a test of each other out of mutual caution!
Whether it's the Island-Moving Venerable's immense power, which is like a god controlling the long river of void.
The terrifying power of the High Priest's every move, which triggered the source of purgatory and evolved into the forbidden secret technique of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, far exceeded the strength he had previously displayed.
Now they held nothing back, unleashing a torrent of terrifying secret techniques capable of easily obliterating ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, interspersed with divine powers exuding an aura of world-destroying destruction!
Apparently!
They had completely torn off all pretense of civility in order to monopolize the earth-shattering opportunity left behind by the Primordial Ancestor of Purgatory.
For a while.
This void, which should have been pure gold, was now stained with bizarre and grotesque colors by the violent torrents of energy from both sides.
Crimson infernal flames, dark and deep void vortexes, icy aura that freezes everything, storms that tear space apart...
The energies of various attributes raged wildly, collided and annihilated, bursting forth with a breathtakingly beautiful yet deadly halo, forming a strange and cruel "dreamlike" color.
However, beneath this "dreamlike" landscape lies a death zone so terrifying that it could shatter the soul of any Nascent Soul cultivator!
Just as the Island-Moving Venerable and the High Priest were locked in a fierce and chaotic battle over an earth-shattering opportunity...
The True Dragon Sea is a deep, dark, and lightless abyss.
A sprawling palace complex built from obsidian from the deep sea over millions of years resembles an ancient behemoth lurking in endless darkness.
One of the magnificent and menacing palaces has a giant tiger shark totem carved on its gate, which looks as if it might burst out of the wall at any moment and devour everything!
Deep within the palace, atop the towering throne.
The figure sitting upright on it—
Once a prince of the Black Tiger Shark clan, now the vessel of the Primordial Ancestor, Hell Twelve.
At that moment, He suddenly shuddered!
From the gaps in the jet-black scales covering its body, a blinding, dark red light, like solid magma, suddenly burst forth!
An ancient, tyrannical, and domineering terrifying will, dormant for millennia, has been fully awakened like a dormant volcano!
The next moment, those eyes, which had been lowered and were empty and lifeless, suddenly opened!
"Shh-!"
Two beams of blood-red light, condensed to the point of being tangible and seemingly capable of piercing through the netherworld, burst forth from his eyes, leaving two lingering, scorching trails within the dark palace!
Yu Twelve slowly raised his palm covered in scales, his five fingers loosely clenched, feeling the abundant power flowing from his fingertips. His flesh, bones, meridians, and even every cell resonated and cheered in submission.
"Well……"
A deep, satisfied nasal sound echoed in the empty, deathly silent palace.
His lips, pulled upwards with an extremely stiff yet unmistakably clear motion, outlined a cold and cruel arc befitting a victor.
"good!
With their fundamental energies aligned and their spirit and body intertwined, there was no more obstruction...
This physical body has finally submitted completely to my will.
The path ahead will finally be free from further uncertainties due to this 'container'!
He carefully experienced the boundless demonic power and renewed vitality within this new body, and every thought received the most perfect response from the physical body.
This feeling of complete control, as if it were his own arm, even stirred a rare ripple of "satisfaction" in His long-dormant, violent heart.
however,
This "satisfaction" was like a stone thrown into a cold pond; before the ripples could spread to the edge, they were frozen by the overwhelming hatred and icy calculations surging from the deeper part of the pond!
Human kids are moving islands!
A traitorous slave high priest!
These two figures, like a leech, instantly appeared deep within His soul, bringing excruciating pain and humiliation!
Especially when you think about how all the laws you've comprehended over countless years could be lost in a single day...
"Humph!"
A cold snort, filled with endless resentment and icy chill, swept through the palace like a biting wind from the depths of hell.
The powerful will of Hell Twelve instantly suppressed this boiling killing intent.
"The most urgent task is to recover the losses!"
The stolen source of the law must be reclaimed!
That supreme array artifact must belong to me!
The thought instantly popped into my head.
He then gave a cold laugh and said:
"Without me, your common 'great enemy,' you two treacherous fellows..."
Can that fragile alliance still be maintained?
I want to see for myself what filthy fangs are hidden beneath your hypocritical masks!
A thought in my mind,
Yu Twelve sat on the throne, his hands moving rapidly in an unpredictable and mysterious manner, forming a series of hand seals.
"Taking the origin as the guide...tracing the source and shaping the image, revealing!"
The moment the hand seal was formed, it silently disappeared into the void.
An invisible and mysterious fluctuation of law pierced through the barrier between the endless deep sea and the forbidden sea, accurately capturing the direction of the forbidden sea's movement.
In an instant.
That void battlefield, surging with golden light and filled with deafening battle cries, was clearly reflected in the depths of Yu Twelve's cold and ruthless blood-red eyes, like a reflection on the surface of water!
This scene caused even the coldest heart in Yu Twelve's mind to relax slightly.
"It seems... that young human, though he inherited the Langya legacy, is still too young and lacks the strength to fully control the entire array!"
Otherwise, my secret technique for tracing origins could never have so easily bypassed the great formation's isolation and infiltrated it!
His lips curled once again into that signature, controlling, and mocking smirk.
"Now... let me witness how these two ants tear each other apart, leaving them covered in blood, for this opportunity!"
As His gaze shifted, the "image" in His eyes rapidly advanced and zoomed in...
Finally, the image was firmly fixed on those two terrifying figures who were fighting for their lives, each move potentially fatal!
"Humph!
Just as I expected!
The mockery in Yu Twelve's eyes was almost overflowing.
"Without me, this formidable enemy, how could two treacherous wolves truly share their prey?"
Greed is your very nature, etched into your very bones!
His gaze, like the most precise probe, instantly captured the crucial details of the battle:
"Oh?
This traitorous slave...
They even managed to steal some authority over peerless formations?
otherwise.
Once that unparalleled formation is deployed...
The traitorous slaves had no chance of resisting and would be crushed into mincemeat in an instant.
Yu Twelve's bloodshot eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across them, which was then replaced by a cold calculation.
"Interesting... This is good!"
When two tigers fight, there must be one injury.
If this traitor manages to win by sheer luck…
He has several ways to easily and completely control and suppress this traitor!
At that time, not only will the original source of the law be able to be quickly replenished, but it will also allow one to return to the realm of Void Refinement.
It is absolutely impossible to escape His grasp.
Even that supreme array artifact will fall into His hands!
However, reason tells Prison Twelve that the probability of this beautiful vision coming true is...
Extremely low!
"pity……"
He shook his head inwardly, his blood-red eyes glancing at the high priest with a hint of regret.
"That young human still holds a trump card in his hand, a card that could turn the tide of battle, yet to be played..."
Once exposed, this traitor is probably…
Just as that thought flashed through Yu Twelve's mind!
A sudden change occurred!
At the heart of the golden battlefield, the Island-Moving Venerable, who was locked in a fierce battle with the High Priest, whose laws collided and annihilated a large area of chaos, suddenly shuddered and used the force to retreat explosively!
His figure was like a streak of light tearing through the void, and in an instant he had stabilized himself a thousand miles away!
In His majestic and profound eyes, a barely perceptible glint flashed, as if he had finally waited for the right moment!
"The source has been reduced by 30%... The time has come!"
The outcome... should be decided!
A resolute and fierce look flashed in the eyes of the Island-Moving Venerable!
“Crash!!!!”
The vast and boundless river of void, seemingly capable of bearing the very essence of celestial bodies, flowed away with a single gesture from the Island-Moving Venerable…
The ancient Milky Way-like river encircled him, and the roaring water echoed through the void, temporarily suppressing the roar of the battle!
Upon seeing this, the high priest, who had been on high alert, suddenly narrowed his pupils to pinpoints!
But He did not immediately launch an attack; instead, the flames of purgatory burned fiercely around Him, transforming into the most solid barrier of laws.
His mind raced:
"Set up a formation?"
impossible!
I will absolutely not give him time to fully set up the formation!
The other party is aware of this.
"So his current show of force... is it just a bluff?"
Or... does his true trump card require no lengthy setup at all?!
A sense of foreboding swept over me.
...(End of chapter)