hsntnovel Chapter 334 Good news for Wan Dajun, bad news is all about takeout.
Chapter 334 Good news for Wan Dajun, bad news is all about takeout.
The polar night enveloped the far northern ice plains. Fierce winds, carrying fist-sized ice shards, pelted the black-gold figure in mid-air.
Lu Shengling stepped into the air. His protective aura kept the wind and snow at bay. Beneath his feet lay endless, millennia-old black ice, the surrounding area deathly silent, not a single living creature to be found.
Ahead, a large section of the glacier collapsed without warning. The deafening cracking sounds continued incessantly, and the ice surface split open into bottomless canyons.
Millions of abyssal synthetic beasts emerged from the cracks in the ice. They were birds and beasts of all shapes and sizes. There were giant deep-sea whales with hundreds of pairs of bony wings, and rotting flesh worms covered in countless segmented limbs. Their bodies were covered in highly corrosive, dark green venom, and the rising toxic gas dyed the polar sky a sickly purplish-red.
Above and below, densely packed. A three-dimensional enveloping net has taken shape.
Three figures, emanating rhythmic energy, stood atop a glacier at the highest point.
The Abyss Council, with its three chairpersons.
The First Councilor was a skeleton, clad in a deathly white robe, wielding a white bone scepter inlaid with a high-level sea beast's crystal core. The Second Councilor was a writhing mountain of flesh, covered in compound eyes and tentacles, its slime dripping onto the ice, corroding deep pits. The Third Councilor was shrouded in a black robe, revealing only a pair of deathly gray eyes, with flickering lightning around him.
The white bone scepter is heavily emphasized on the ice.
Dark red array patterns spread rapidly outwards from the glacier's center. Millions of synthetic beasts roared in unison, their blood energy forcibly extracted by the array, intertwining in mid-air to form a massive, blood-red net that blotted out the sky.
The giant net closed in, completely sealing off the surrounding space. Even light was swallowed up by this crimson array, plunging the far north into pure darkness.
"Sever the connection between heaven and earth." The Grand Speaker's voice was hoarse, revealing an air of superior confidence. "Human, you have crossed the line. This formation is based on millions of lives, cutting off the spiritual source of heaven and earth. Even a peak Spirit King would be reduced to a pool of blood within a short time if he entered the formation."
The Second Speaker's compound eyes all rolled around, emitting a piercing laugh: "Your flesh and blood will become the best nourishment for the Frost Throne."
Lu Sheng hovered in place, letting the crimson array patterns spread towards his feet.
A million pigs are lined up for me to slaughter, and I should thank you for preparing the food.
He twitched his lips, revealing gleaming white teeth. His double-pointed pupils looked down, his gaze fixed on the livestock awaiting slaughter.
"A killing formation?" Lu Sheng flipped his hand.
The half-meter-thick "Immortal Qin Military Canon" fell into his palm. The ancient scroll, neither gold nor jade, moved without wind, its pages turning with a rustling sound.
The system panel flashed across the screen in front of my retina. A massive stream of data poured down. Now that it was freed from rebel control, all of the system's computing power was at Lu Sheng's disposal. This military manual was no longer an inanimate object, but a vast database connected to the supercomputer.
[Analysis of the current formation structure... Vulnerability scan complete. Nodes are located at the Kan, Li, and Zhen positions.]
[Extract the 13th Legion Array Database from the "Immortal Qin Military Classic"... and match the optimal countermeasure.]
[The Fierce Formation of Breaking Army is activated.]
Lu Sheng held the military manual aloft with one hand, black and gold imperial markings illuminating his brow and spreading down his neck to cover his entire body. Powerful spiritual king blood flowed into the ancient scroll.
"This is an old-fashioned thing, it's not used like this." Lu Sheng suddenly exerted force with his five fingers.
Tens of thousands of golden Immortal Qin seal characters surged forth from the military canon. The seal characters swelled in the wind, transforming into millstones the size of millstones, carrying the laws of desolation, and forcefully shattered the approaching blood-red array patterns.
Centered on Lu Sheng, the black and gold array patterns, like the spiderweb of death, spread wildly across the void. Golden light and blood light clashed violently, producing a piercing, sharp sound like metal clashing against stone.
The black and gold spider web swept through the enemy lines with unstoppable force, severing the connection between the chimeras and the blood web, and instead enveloping the million-strong abyss army.
The Grand Speaker's soul fire flickered violently in his eye sockets, and he nearly dropped the bone scepter: "What have you done? Control of the formation is slipping away!"
"I'm teaching you what industrialized harvesting is."
Lu Sheng's spine resounded with a powerful roar. Black and golden energy surged through his crown chakra.
The Dharma Image of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, towering three thousand meters high, rose from the ground. Six arms, comparable to mountains, stretched out. The Dharma Image's surface flowed with the laws of the Abyss Water System and the rules of desolation, its power overwhelming the world.
The black-gold array patterns resonated with the Dharma Image. From the palms of the Dharma Image's six giant hands, a black hole vortex that devoured everything emerged.
At the dantian, the Ancient Devouring Furnace was spinning rapidly in reverse.
"Dinner's ready," Lu Sheng uttered.
The Dharma Image's six arms pressed down simultaneously.
A terrifying suction force enveloped the entire far northern ice plain. The Heavenly Connection Formation was forcibly reversed; the killing formation originally intended to refine Lu Sheng had become a giant furnace drawing blood from a million-strong army.
The tens of thousands of synthetic beasts closest to the Dharma Image didn't even have time to scream before their bodies withered away. The pure blood energy was forcibly stripped away by the formation, transforming into a vast red torrent that surged into the vortex in the Dharma Image's palm like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.
The crimson torrent flowed down the Dharma Image's arm and into the Heaven-Swallowing Furnace in Lu Sheng's abdomen.
[Devouring the life force of a synthetic beast from the abyss, increasing Spiritual Source reserves by 100000.]
[Spiritual Source Reserves +200000.]
The data fluctuated rapidly. Lu Sheng had just advanced to the initial stage of Spirit King and desperately needed a massive amount of energy to replenish the ten million units of spiritual source limit. This million-strong army had arrived just in time.
A large area of the glacier collapsed. In the pitch-black polar night, blood rained down, only to be absorbed by the black hole.
The once invincible army of the abyss has become lambs to the slaughter. The formation has locked them in place, leaving them no escape. Giant whales have fallen, and fleshy worms have withered. Bodies drained of life have piled up like mountains, turning the pristine ice plains into a ghastly white wasteland.
The Second Speaker's massive, fleshy body began to shrink, his compound eyes bursting one after another, and his viscous fluid drying up. He let out a shrill howl: "First Speaker! Backlash from the array's core! Retreat!"
The Grand Speaker raised the skeletal staff high, his withered fingers crushing the crystal core at the staff's tip, attempting to sever the array connection and save himself.
late.
Lu Sheng stood atop the Dharma image, his right hand clenched in a fist.
The Dragon Devouring Spear manifested. Its body was wreathed in purple and gold light, the Azure Lotus Sword Intent and the Law of Desolation intertwined, and the spear tip emitted a sharp edge that tore through space.
"Since we're already here, what's the rush?" Lu Sheng's waist and hips moved as one, his right arm muscles bulged, and black and gold dragon scales stood up.
The spear was thrown from his hand.
A blast of air shot into the sky. A deafening roar followed.
A purple-gold rainbow tore through the void, ignoring spatial distance, and appeared directly on the summit of the glacier.
The bone scepter shattered. The dozens of layers of bone shield rules that the Grand Speaker hastily set up were as fragile as paper before the Dragon Devouring Spear, crumbling inch by inch.
The spear tip pierced the First Speaker's chest, and with undiminished force, it pierced through the fleshy mountain of the Second Speaker behind him like a gourd.
A deafening roar shook the heavens. The two speakers were impaled on the towering ice cliff behind them.
The law of desolation erupted. In the blink of an eye, the two powerful bodies, along with their remnant souls, turned into ashes scattered by the wind.
All that remained on the ice cliff was a bottomless black hole and the deep hum of the Dragon Devourer Spear.
The million-strong army has been largely drained, and the icy plains are covered with shriveled leather bags.
The Third Speaker witnessed this scene, his body trembling violently beneath his black robe. He neither went to save his companion nor uttered any harsh words.
Hands moved with lightning speed, forming hand seals. Afterimages flickered from fingertips.
Lu Sheng's eyes flickered slightly. His cross-shaped pupils caught the familiar starting stance.
Blinding purple lightning burst forth from the Third Speaker's body. The lightning was pure and vast, without a trace of the abyss's chilling darkness.
His figure transformed into a bolt of purple lightning, tearing apart the remaining array barriers as he desperately rushed towards the abyss gate at the deepest part of the icy plains.
Lu Sheng raised his hand and summoned back the Dragon Devouring Spear. His Dharma form receded, and the black and gold array patterns disappeared.
The ground was littered with dried corpses, turning the far northern ice plains into a veritable wasteland.
[Current Spiritual Source Reserves: 8500000/10000000.]
Lu Sheng did not pursue. He weighed the spear in his hand and looked at the purple lightning that had dissipated into the sky.
The Immortal Qin Thunder Escape Technique. The most authentic military escape technique, clearly recorded in military classics.
The highest levels of the Abyss Council were using the same techniques that the Immortal Qin rebels had always employed.
These self-proclaimed gods and lackeys of the abyss harbor the mark of another master deep within their bones.
Lu Sheng remained expressionless, his eyes gleaming with a deep, gray light.
The water in this pasture of Earth is getting increasingly murky.
He took a step, crushing a pile of withered bones, and walked towards the gate of the abyss.
Since we're all acquaintances, let's go back to our old haunts and catch up.