hsntnovel Chapter 330 Killing God Bai Qi sacrifices his source, and his spiritual source value soars by 4!
Chapter 330 Killing God Bai Qi sacrifices his source, and his spiritual source value soars by 4!
The screams of 400,000 wronged souls echoed in the tomb. Blood-red killing intent materialized into a long spear, pressed against Lu Sheng's throat, heart, and brow.
Lu Sheng neither dodged nor retreated, gripping the edge of the bronze coffin with one hand. Black-gold imperial patterns shone from beneath his skin, while the deathly gray Ancient Devouring Furnace spun wildly in reverse at his dantian.
"A torture chamber?" Lu Sheng exerted force with his five fingers, causing the bronze coffin walls to dent and deform. "I'll turn this into a cafeteria!"
The suction force reversed, forcibly drawing the blood-red killing intent into Lu Sheng's mouth and nose. The illusory images of terracotta warriors shattered into pieces, turning into a rain of red light that entered his body. Bai Qi's blood-red remnant soul stood atop the coffin, gripping a broken sword, coldly watching this arrogant junior.
Two overwhelming wills collided violently in the sea of consciousness.
There were no illusions, no probing. It was pure, unadulterated killing intent. Lu Sheng's martial will transformed into a thousand-meter-tall golden giant, meeting Bai Qi's crimson sword light head-on, smashing through the blade with a single punch, and grabbing Bai Qi's remnant soul by the neck with one hand.
The violent, bloodthirsty light in Bai Qi's eyes crumbled inch by inch. He did not struggle, and a desolate look of resignation appeared on his chiseled face.
"What a fierce young man." Bai Qi's voice was hoarse as his body transformed into pure blood-red essence. "The Immortal Qin Dynasty is dead. Take this sword and use it to slay the heavens."
His remnant soul disintegrated. A fragment of extremely pure killing rules surged into Lu Sheng's dantian through his meridians.
The numbers on the Spirit Source scale skyrocketed. Three and a half million. Four million. Four million three hundred thousand.
Four and a half million!
Deep within his dantian, the Dharma seed had fully formed, and its rule-based spiritual core was completely saturated. An invisible boundary shattered within his body. Vast spiritual energy, like an ocean, washed over his limbs and bones, leaving them crystal clear.
[Level Up: Level 40 Spirit Master (Great Perfection)!]
Lu Sheng opened his eyes, his double pupils a mixture of blood and death. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, which transformed into a solid black-gold pillar of energy that pierced directly through the bronze dome of the tomb chamber.
He advanced. Level 40, the ceiling of the Spirit Sect realm.
Deep within the starry sky, the will of the "Grand Star Festival" keenly detected this energy level leap that defied all reason. A dimensional rift stretching tens of thousands of miles suddenly tore open above the once pitch-black Northern Ruins.
There were no thunderclouds gathering, and no howling winds.
Nine black chains, each as thick as a water vat, shot out from the crack. These were not matter, but "chains of laws" condensed from higher dimensions. They carried the immense power to seal off all extraordinary fluctuations, ignoring the mecha's physical defenses, and headed straight for Lu Shengtian's skull.
Wherever the dimensional chains passed, the flow of time slowed, and space cracked like glass. The power of the stars attempted to forcibly lock this unregistered mutated individual within the Spirit Master realm.
"Tie me up with a dog leash?"
Lu Sheng raised his eyes, his killing intent emanating from his body. He did not dodge. The great dragon of his spine trembled violently, and a vast, ancient aura surged into the sky.
"Dharma form, open!"
A black-gold light pierced the chest armor of the ten-thousand-meter-long mech. Lu Sheng burst out of the mech wreckage and stood atop the deep sea of Guixu. Behind him, a dark golden phantom of a demon god grew wildly in the wind.
One thousand meters. Three thousand meters.
Five thousand meters!
The Desolate Heavenly Emperor's Dharma form was fully materialized, with sixty-four different divine runes flowing across his body. Six arms, each comparable to a mountain, stretched out, each palm holding a divine weapon of the six rules: a knife, a spear, a sword, a halberd, a cauldron, and a seal.
Nine chains of void laws, like venomous snakes, tightly coiled around the neck and limbs of the Dharma Image. The immense pressure of dimensional collapse poured down, attempting to force the Dharma Image back into Lu Sheng's body.
Lu Sheng stood atop the five-thousand-meter-tall Dharma image, his black robes fluttering in the wind. His fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on his arms bulged like coiled dragons.
"Cut it off!"
The Dharma form and the main body exerted their power simultaneously. The five-thousand-meter-tall demon god raised its head and let out a roar that shattered the clouds. Six giant hands gripped the chains of law binding its body from the opposite direction, its muscles bulged, and black-gold imperial patterns flashed at an ultra-high frequency.
Click.
The chains in the higher dimensions emitted a teeth-grinding cracking sound.
Lu Sheng ripped outwards with both arms. The nine chains of law representing the will of the Starry Sky Grand Sacrifice were torn apart!
The broken chains transformed into a shower of black light that plunged into the sea. From the depths of the rift came an indescribable, furious low voice, which was then dispersed by the fierce winds of the void.
The breaking of the chains triggered a disturbance in the laws of the far north. Tens of thousands of meters away, beneath the ice, a massive shadow emerged from the water, taking advantage of the chaos in the laws.
It was a mutated sea god island, spanning ten miles in circumference. The island itself was a living abyssal behemoth, carrying hundreds of thousands of abyssal synthetic monsters on its back. Sensing the dissipation of the star power, they descended into a frenzied, bloodthirsty frenzy, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced towards Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng lowered his head. His cross-shaped pupils looked down at this swarm of ants.
He did not draw his gun. The massive arm at the top right of the Dharma image slowly rose, palm down.
He struck out with his palm.
A solidified palm, five thousand meters in size, pressed down on the sky. The lines on the palm transformed into crisscrossing, barren ravines, sealing off all escape routes for Poseidon Island.
The giant palm fell.
There was no splashing water, no deafening sound. The extreme gravitational pressure plunged that sea area into an absolute vacuum. The mutated armor that Poseidon Island was so proud of, and the physical bodies of the island's 100,000 abyssal synthetic beasts, all turned into indistinguishable dust the moment they came into contact with the palm strike.
The giant hand was imprinted on the seabed, leaving a five-fingered abyss a thousand meters deep. The island of Poseidon, along with the bloodlust it carried, was wiped clean with a single slap.
The three heads of the Dharma Image opened their mouths simultaneously. Dark golden, desolate dragon breath burst forth, transforming into a fan-shaped light curtain that swept across the entire far north sea.
Wherever the dragon's breath passed, the chaotic spatial rifts were forcibly welded shut, and the churning abyssal poisonous mist was completely evaporated. The once raging true sea became as smooth as a mirror at this moment.
Dead silence. Absolute obedience.
On the deck of the Taotie, Li Xiaoyao and Dao Yi looked up at the towering demon god, their legs going numb, and they knelt on the ground. This was beyond human comprehension of power.
Lu Sheng stood on a high place. His five-thousand-meter-tall Dharma form slowly condensed, transforming into black-gold light spots that merged into his body.
He stood suspended in mid-air, taking a deep breath. His chest rose slightly.
thump.
My heart is beating strongly.
Following this heartbeat, the seawater at the edge of the far north ice sheet surged upwards in unison, forming a wall of water a meter high.
thump.
Lu Sheng exhaled again. The seawater fell in unison.
He became the pulse of this sea. Four and a half million units of spiritual energy allowed his every move to resonate with the mighty forces of nature. At this moment, he was the sole emperor of this sea.
A light blue data panel unfolds before your eyes.
[Host: Lu Sheng]
[Level: 40 Spirit Master (Great Perfection)]
[Spiritual Source Reserves: 4500000/4500000]
Physical Strength: 2500% (Capable of withstanding the overwhelming power of a peak Spirit King's rules)
Lu Sheng lowered his gaze to the last line of red text.
[The core threshold for breaking through from Spirit Master to Spirit King level has been activated]
[Condition 1: Your understanding of regional rules has reached its limit.]
[Condition Two: The physical body must withstand the impact of the sea's energy rules.]
[Breakthrough Guide: Proceed to the 'Deep Sea Secret Realm' ten thousand meters below, devour the true 'Heart of the Sea God,' and achieve initial mastery of the sea's rules.]
Lu Sheng raised his right hand. In his palm, the ancient emperor's finger bone, obtained from the ghost ship of the Abyss Council, was emitting a faint black light. The tip of the finger bone pointed directly at the unfathomable, pitch-black trench at the deepest part of the far northern ice plains.
"The Secret Realm of the Deep Sea. The True Heart of the Sea God."
Lu Sheng clenched his fists, his knuckles tightening. The cyborg heart devoured in the Dragon Palace was nothing more than a degraded version of a water pump. The true divine relic lay hidden in the deepest part of this sea.
He looked down at the inky black seawater at his feet. Black and gold imperial markings shimmered between his brows.
"Let's go." Lu Sheng's body plummeted, heading straight into the seabed.