DipNovel Chapter 304 The Dharma Image Appears, I Will Tear Apart the Thunder Demon of the Abyss for All Being
Chapter 304 The Dharma Image Appears, I Will Tear Apart the Thunder Demon of the Abyss for All Being
"Zheng Yi Zheng?"
Lei Wuji's eyes, gleaming with ghostly fire, were fixed on Lu Sheng. The purple ligature mark on his neck writhed like a centipede, emitting a sickening grinding sound.
"Lu Sheng!!"
This roar, imbued with the mental pollution unique to the abyss, instantly shattered the defensive array below. Li Xiaoyao coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Luo Tianfei covered her ears in agony.
"Save your energy." Lu Sheng stood atop the flagpole, hands in his pockets, his lazy demeanor like that of someone looking at a mangy dog barking at thin air. "The competition's teleportation array is about to open; do you want to be eliminated here?"
Before he could finish speaking...
"Buzz—!!!"
On the main peak of Kunlun, the ancient bronze bell known as the "Death Bell" resounded once again.
This time, however, the bells were no longer clear and crisp; instead, they sounded dull and muffled, like the sound of a rotting coffin being struck.
Tens of millions of crimson beams of light descended from the sky, ignoring all spatial barriers and precisely targeting each contestant who had advanced to the finals.
"Consider yourself lucky." Bathed in the bloody light, Lei Wuji revealed an extremely cruel grin on his grayish-blue face, his mouth almost splitting to his ears. "When we get to the 'Blood Plains,' I will cut off pieces of your flesh to feed my darling."
Lu Sheng was also enveloped in red light.
He didn't resist, he just mouthed something to Lei Wuji.
"I'll be waiting for you at the dinner table."
Swish!
Light flashed, and space reversed.
……
This is not a martial arts arena.
This was a vast, endless, crimson wasteland. The sky was a dark, liverish color, with thick, low-hanging clouds that seemed poised to rain blood at any moment. The air was thick with the pungent smells of rust and sulfur.
"BOOM!!"
As thousands of beams of light landed, the once empty wasteland instantly became crowded.
Besides the Immortal Ascension Island and the Thunder Spirit Hall, all the top geniuses from various holy lands, sects, and reclusive families were present.
But at this moment, no one was in the mood for small talk.
To everyone's horror, the ground beneath their feet... was soft.
That's not soil, it's flesh paste formed after being soaked in blood for countless years!
"Hehehe..."
A gust of cold wind swept by, and Lei Wuji's figure appeared on the high platform in the center of the wasteland. At this moment, his body had grown to three meters tall, and the Flowing Cloud Battle Armor on his back had already exploded, replaced by eight black tentacles that were dancing wildly.
"Welcome to... the slaughterhouse of the gods."
Lei Wuji spread his arms, and the eight tentacles suddenly pierced into the ground.
"Glug glug..."
The earth was boiling.
Endless black abyss energy surged from the ground, intertwining with the blood-red sky to form a massive cage that completely sealed off the space within a hundred miles.
Meanwhile, outside...
The millions of cultivators in the True Sea were watching this grand event through a giant water mirror projection. When they saw Lei Wuji's inhuman and ghostly appearance, the entire True Sea erupted in chaos.
"What kind of monster is that?!"
"How did the young master of Lei Ling Hall turn into an abyssal demon? Doesn't Kunlun care?!"
"Look! That's Lu Sheng! He's being targeted!!"
On the wasteland.
Lei Wuji gave Lu Sheng no chance to catch his breath.
"Dharma Form - Abyss Thunder Demon!!"
boom!!
A terrifying dharma form, towering five hundred meters high, rose from the ground. It was no longer pure lightning, but an abyssal aggregate composed of countless vengeful spirits and black lightning. It had three heads, each spewing black liquid that corroded the void.
"Die!!!"
Lei Wuji roared, and his Dharma form swung its giant hand, powerful enough to shatter mountains, carrying the terrifying pressure of a mid-level Spirit King, and slammed it down on Lu Sheng, who had just landed!
This strike was devoid of any fancy moves.
It's just pure power and pollution.
The surrounding space was directly compressed and exploded, forming a vacuum dead zone.
Lu Sheng, who was at the center of the palm strike, had his black hair whipped wildly by the wind.
He looked up at the overwhelming, monstrous hand and Lei Wuji's face, which was filled with madness and ecstasy.
"A mid-level Spirit King?"
Lu Sheng's voice was soft, yet it clearly pierced through the thunder.
"Is this your trump card?"
He sighed and shook his head in disappointment.
"Too weak."
"So weak...it doesn't even whet my appetite."
next second.
The deathly gray that Lu Sheng had been suppressing in his eyes finally came to an end.
That was the desolation of ancient times, the annihilation of the end of all things.
"Buzz—!!!"
A gray torrent, more ancient than the abyss and more domineering than thunder, surged along Lu Sheng's spine and burst through the top of his head!
Level 33 Spirit Master?
No.
The aura that erupted at this moment was so powerful that even a high-level Spirit King would feel suffocated—it was beyond the norm!
"Get the hell out of my way!!"
Lu Sheng stomped his right foot hard on the ground.
"Thump!!!"
The entire blood-red wasteland trembled violently, as if its heart had stopped beating.
Amidst the blood-red and black mist, a colossal gray-white figure slowly rose to its feet.
Ten meters... one hundred meters... one thousand meters!!
It's too big.
Even Lei Wuji's 500-meter-tall Abyss Thunder Demon looked like a dwarf who hadn't been weaned yet in front of it.
It was clad in gray-white bone armor, carried the Five Elements Divine Wheel on its back, and its face was blurred yet exuded supreme majesty.
Mythical Dharma Form—[Desolate Heavenly Emperor]!
Complete body!
"What...what is this?!"
Lei Wuji's maniacally laughing face instantly froze, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. His proud Abyss Dharma Form was now trembling, a primal fear as if it had encountered its natural enemy.
"This is the difference between you and me."
Lu Sheng hovered at the heart of the Emperor's Dharma Image, arms crossed, eyes indifferent.
"Open your eyes."
Two words.
The towering, gray-white giant slowly opened the vertical eye between its brows, which had been tightly closed.
Embedded inside are the fragments of the Haotian Demon-Revealing Mirror that Lu Sheng forcibly refined after crushing them!
"Whoosh—!!!"
A beam of grayish-white divine light shot out from the Heavenly Eye.
This light had no temperature and carried no killing intent.
But wherever it swept, the abyssal black mist instantly vanished and disintegrated, and the black lightning directly reverted to its most primordial spiritual particles.
That's the rule of "reality".
It is also a trial of "desolation".
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!"
Lei Wuji let out a shrill scream. His Abyss Dharma Image, illuminated by the divine light, began to melt wildly as if it had been doused with concentrated sulfuric acid, emitting bursts of foul-smelling black smoke.
"Impossible!! The Abyss is immortal!!"
Lei Wuji went mad, burning his life essence in a desperate attempt to fight to the death.
"Immortal?"
Lu Sheng sneered, and the Emperor's Dharma Image behind him moved accordingly.
The enormous, gray-white hand that blotted out the sky slowly reached out.
It's like an eagle catching chicks.
He grabbed the neck of the melting abyss thunder demon.
"Snap!!"
A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the wasteland.
Under the horrified gazes of tens of thousands of contestants and hundreds of millions of viewers.
Lu Sheng manipulated the Dharma image, exerting force with both hands.
"Rip!!!"
That abyss dharma form, comparable to a mid-level spirit king, was actually torn in two by him!
Black blood poured down like a torrential downpour.
"The cycle of the five elements' birth and death, time to eat."
Lu Sheng snapped his fingers.
The five-colored halo behind his head instantly expanded a thousandfold, transforming into a giant meat grinder that directly engulfed the two still struggling fragments of his Dharma body.
"Sizzle sizzle..."
A tooth-grinding chewing sound rang out.
That's eating at the level of rules.
Lei Wuji spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his entire body slumped on the high platform as if his spine had been removed.
"How is this possible... how is this possible..."
His eyes were glazed over, and he muttered to himself.
He sacrificed his soul in exchange for the power of the abyss, but in the face of this man, he couldn't even last a single round.
Lu Sheng dispelled his Dharma form, and in a flash, landed in front of Lei Wuji.
He stepped on his head.
"It smells a bit rancid." Lu Sheng wiped the sole of his shoe with disgust. "Compared to your lucky charm Lei Wuji, this fake you is utterly worthless except for being disgusting."
Just as Lu Sheng was about to completely crush that head.
"Boom! Boom!"
The dark red sky above suddenly cracked open.
A terrifying pressure, enough to cause the entire blood-red wasteland to collapse, poured down from the crack.
That's not the Spirit King.
That's... the Spirit Emperor!
That's enough.
A grand, cold, and emotionless voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
A middle-aged man dressed in a purple-gold imperial robe and wearing a flat-topped crown descended from the void step by step. With each step he took, a purple blood lotus bloomed beneath his feet.
The leader of Kunlun Sect, the current Spirit Emperor!
He didn't look at Lei Wuji at his feet; his gaze swept over all living beings and locked onto Lu Sheng.
"The successor of the Wilderness..."
A strange red light flickered in the Spirit Emperor's purple eyes. "Since you're here, you're not leaving."
"Blood Sacrifice Array—Activate!"
With his command.
The entire blood-red wasteland began to tremble violently.
The previously soft ground suddenly cracked open, and countless thick, blood-red chains burst forth from the earth, instantly piercing through thousands of contestants who hadn't even had time to react.
"Aaaaaah!!"
Screams echoed throughout the room.
Those once arrogant and proud geniuses have now become pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, their blood flowing wildly along the chains towards the very center of the wasteland.
There, a colossal heart, its entire body a dark gold color, yet covered in black spots, slowly emerged.
"Thump!"
"Thump!"
That was the sound of a heartbeat.
Each beat resonated with the hearts of everyone present, as if they were about to explode.
"The Heart of the True Sea?"
Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the heart.
That's not some kind of treasure.
That was clearly... the heart of a god being corrupted by the abyss!
This so-called grand competition is meant to use the blood of tens of thousands of geniuses to completely blacken this heart, turning it into a coordinate for the abyss to descend!
"I see."
Lu Sheng smiled.
He felt no fear, and with a backhand motion, he drew the Dragon Devouring Spear, which he had been eagerly craving, from the void.
The gun trembled, emitting a dragon's roar that seemed to yearn for blood.
Lu Sheng's spear tip pointed directly at the Spirit Emperor in the sky, and his violent, desolate aura surged once more.
"You want to use me as a sacrifice?"
"Have you asked...?"
"I have this gun in my hand, do you agree or not?!"