hsntnovel Chapter 2875 Squandering
Chapter 2875 Squandering
Chapter 2875 Squandering
Luo Fu had communicated quite a bit with Qu Zhenzun and roughly knew what her cheap senior brother was planning.
If they're willing to part with Dao stele, they won't feel too bad about giving away this ancestral artifact of the witch cultivator—which is just a secondary item!
Of course, the heroic spirits inside cannot be left unattended.
So what she asked was whether the other party wanted this item, and if they could really handle the issue of the Heroic Spirits, then... it was negotiable!
"Truly worthy of being a disciple of Haoran," the big-headed boy snorted. "Still want me to help you out?"
Luo Fu sighed softly, "I've heard that long ago, an ancestral witch used her strength to lift the sky and perish..."
"Alright, that's enough," Tong Zu said, getting a little impatient. "Helping you is no problem, but I didn't want this accessory anyway..."
"I didn't even care about that monument. It's just that we're all human, and seeing you suffer such a calamity, I'm willing to do my part!"
"But how much I can help with the next Heavenly Ring depends on yourselves, understand?"
People must help themselves before Heaven will help them. Expecting him to foolishly make a promise not to care is simply wishful thinking.
The endless twilight cycled on and on, only to reappear after being extinguished, stretching on and on.
The big-headed boy swung his axe at the air one after another, unhurried and seemingly effortlessly.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and his frequency remains very stable, as if he intends to keep going until the end of time.
However, the endless, hazy yellow light disappears and then reappears.
"When...when will this ever end?" This thought couldn't help but pop into the minds of the onlookers.
On the fifteenth day, Luo Fu couldn't hold back any longer, "As expected of the Endless Twilight... May I ask, senior, may I leave?"
"To deliver a lifeline?" The big-headed boy glanced at her and nodded slightly. "Go ahead, but make sure you're on the right track."
He swung his axe one blow after another, seemingly casually, but in fact, there was a method to it all.
Xuanzun moved with his will, his every move imbued with profound mystery, and the blade's wind avoided the vast majority of the plates in front of him.
Those that are unavoidable will not be shot out that far; once they leave the core area, they will gradually disappear without a trace.
A dim yellow light permeated the entire realm, mainly concentrated around the core area, but it also existed in other places, varying only in intensity.
Even the faint yellowish hue had a significant impact on the area, and even the actions of the Big-Headed Boy only attracted more hatred.
In just over ten days, the remaining bleak and dim light destroyed two more sections of the land, but thankfully... there were no more.
With a flash, Luo Fu disappeared, choosing not the gap that Tong Zu had just cut open, but the one that was about to be healed.
If it were an ordinary person, after watching so many days of killing, they could basically summarize some phenomena and patterns, let alone a True Venerable.
More than ten days later, Luo Fu returned and casually said, "I've kept enough for about fifty days."
Under the threat of the Heavenly Ring, she cannot go out at will, and with no effective supervision, fifty days is really the maximum.
When the big-headed boy saw her return, he glanced at Qu Zhenzun and said, "Give me two of your life force!"
Qu Jianlei was pondering the Dao Stele when he heard this, and two green rays flew towards Tong Zu.
The tall figure didn't catch it with his hands; with just a thought, the green light entered his body.
“That’s…interesting,” the big-headed boy nodded slightly and swung his axe again, “If we had encountered this ten thousand years ago…”
He didn't continue speaking, but he seemed to have some kind of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings/reflections).
Qu Jianlei raised his hand in a gesture of respect and spoke in a deep voice, "May I ask, senior, about this Heavenly Ring... may I inquire about it?"
Some mysterious things cannot be easily spoken of.
It was precisely for this reason that the onlookers, though somewhat puzzled, remained silent, not only out of reverence for the Venerable Master.
"Perhaps it's the will of Heaven," Tong Zu replied casually, already knowing what the other party was going to ask. "Don't mention it again."
Every cause has an effect; those two tiny glimmers of life were also a cause, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to answer the other party.
Because the calamity before him was indeed not something to be mentioned rashly, even though he was taking action to avert it, the same principle applied.
Strictly speaking, it was the Heaven-Opening Axe and the Dao Stele that eliminated the calamity; he merely enhanced the former.
In this situation, he himself did not want to bear too much of the consequences of the collapse of the heavens. Instead, he should pay more attention to the state of the Heaven-Opening Axe, which was the right thing to do.
However, this glimmer of hope... is truly interesting. No wonder there's a certain chance of success in turning the tide this time.
Wu Xiu had never believed in superstitions. Was it really impossible to reverse the calamity? He wasn't entirely convinced.
The key point is that the rules and regulations the other party came up with actually looked plausible.
Just looking at the methods of preparation, one can get quite a few ideas – for example, this vitality, though weak, is extremely rare and perfectly suited.
Even if others might occasionally receive some, it's impossible for them to have prepared this much.
Not to mention the Dao Stele and the Axe of Creation... the Creation Compass and the like are just average.
Especially the Heaven-Opening Axe, it seemed as if it was afraid that it would not be able to unleash its full power, and the rescued Great Witch Gou also got involved.
It was as if some unseen hand was manipulating everything.
Tong Zu could certainly choose not to participate, but how could he possibly stand idly by when it came to the whereabouts of the ancestral artifact?
Just like the strong winds that appeared when the space was destroyed in the first ring.
That was something no one had ever heard of before; it just suddenly appeared and took on the challenge willingly.
Including himself, there are now two Xuanzun who have been passively drawn into this situation, and several other Xuanzun are also paying attention to this place, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
Whose Xuanzun would not distance himself from Tianqing? It's rare to see someone so eager to approach him.
In this situation, if even turning the tide fails, then it can only be said that... it's a matter of timing and luck.
It has absolutely nothing to do with whether or not you are well prepared!
Tong Zu even had some doubts about whether this was a game set up by some powerful figure.
However, he dared not entertain such thoughts. He was someone capable of orchestrating the collapse of the heavens and even forcing the Xuanzun into a situation beyond his control...
That's someone he wouldn't even dream of messing with!
Qu Jianlei had no idea that the ancestral witch, who was so sparing with words, actually had so many thoughts in her heart.
After getting the exact number, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief... Forty-nine days was indeed not too long.
The key is to look at this person's actions; they seem to have spare capacity!
“There’s hope!” Bo Ping Zhenjun nodded, not daring to say anything more.
The same applies to everyone else. The reason why this uninvited ancestral witch took the initiative to act was because of the secondary product of the Heaven-Opening Axe.
If the endless twilight truly never ends, it's understandable if this person persists for a few dozen days, but what if it lasts for hundreds or thousands of days?
Once people become familiar with the situation of the Heaven-Opening Axe, whether they will still be willing to persist indefinitely is... hard to say.
We can't expect this Ancestral Witch, who has reached the Integration Realm, to spend the rest of his life here without any regrets, can we?
They're not related to us, and they're not exactly destined for this fate, so why should we?
The old woman, however, was thinking further ahead, "Next..."
She didn't dare to say anything more, but everyone understood what she meant—how to deal with the third Heavenly Ring?
Logically speaking, the endless twilight hasn't ended yet, so it's a bit premature for her to be thinking about these things now.
However, it was truly unthinkable that there were only two calamities; such a situation was unheard of.
As for whether there will be a fourth one after the third... well, I don't dare to think about it!
"Calm down!" the young woman said sharply. "Your emotions are dangerous right now. Quickly regain your composure!"
"As expected... I was affected!" the old woman sighed softly. "How amazing! Thank you for reminding me, fellow Daoist!"
She was no ordinary person; she instantly realized that the collapse of the heavens... was truly omnipresent, not just the decay and twilight that everyone else saw!
The time has come to the forty-ninth day, and the endless twilight still stretches on and on!
Finally, after unleashing a powerful axe strike, the Big-Headed Boy uttered a soft cry, "Where is the Middle Thousand Worlds?"
"No, no more!" Bo Ping Zhenjun gave a bitter smile. When the great formation resisted the collapse of the heavens, those worlds had already been sacrificed!
Strictly speaking, those who participated in saving the day... and even those who were just watching, have all lost at least half their wealth!
More than a dozen True Lords, plus even more True Venerables, and more than half of their wealth—what a fortune that must be!
It is said that to become a Xuanzun, one needs a massive amount of resources. This wealth is enough for two Zhenjun to advance to the next level and merge into one!
"Tsk," Big-Headed Boy frowned, a rare occurrence for him, "If it weren't for this one that escaped... I should have kidnapped one!"
"I have a wisp of primordial purple energy here," Han Li said. "I wonder if that's acceptable?"
She was a key participant in the Tianqing incident. At this moment, she didn't care about giving up any treasures; she just wanted to hold on for as long as possible!
"Hey, it really is..." Tong Zu was also taken aback upon hearing this, "You seem to have quite a bit of wealth!"
The fact that Xuanzun considered it "possessing wealth" speaks volumes about the preciousness of the Primordial Purple Qi.
However, immediately afterward, the big-headed boy swung his axe again, saying calmly, "It's a good thing, but... sigh, not enough!"
At this moment, he felt a little annoyed. If he had known it would turn out like this, he should have brought a Middle Thousand World with him!
"I'll go search for it; hopefully there'll be enough time!"
He really didn't expect that not only would he be dragged into this, but he would also have to... bring his own food!
The key issue is that the Middle Thousand Worlds... how should I put it? In the eyes of the Xuanzun, it really doesn't qualify as a treasure!
You can collect them at will, but at the same time, it will trigger karmic consequences of varying degrees.
Therefore, for powerful beings at the Integration Realm, since they can use and retrieve things at will, there is really no need to carry them around!
However, on the other hand, "available whenever needed" does not mean "available at any time"; there must always be a selection process.
Even the Venerable One cannot act arbitrarily, especially since he is now tainted by the subtle causal influence of the Heavenly Inclination.
In fact, he was thinking to himself, "Don't those few bastards who are barely visible have any sense of propriety?"
He could have easily turned back now, as he had already grasped the characteristics of the Heaven-Opening Axe.
However, wouldn't it be better to witness the final blow that ends the endless twilight?
“That spendthrift child…” A hundred billion kilometers away, the handsome middle-aged man couldn’t help but say, “That’s Primordial Purple Qi, for her to use in fusion.”
He casually pulled out a small ball of light, a look of hesitation on his face.