Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 668 Giving You One Chance

The purple bones of Venerable Guixu, which had been somewhat dimmed by the scorching moonlight, instantly became dark and shiny, as if they had been reforged.

The cracks in the bones healed rapidly, and the bones even became thicker and more grotesque.

The energy fluctuations emanating from his body rose steadily, causing the reinforced space around him to tremble slightly.

Sacrifice all your subordinates in exchange for a brief, extreme burst of power.

This was a forbidden technique from his Star Clan's secret arts, with a huge price to pay, but at this moment, he had no other choice.

"boom--"

A terrifying pressure, several times stronger than before, erupted from his body like a tsunami, slamming violently into the surroundings.

The Mud Legs Sect disciples, who were busy "collecting materials," all stopped in their tracks. The first few to be hit were even pushed back several steps by the violent shockwave, and their faces showed seriousness for the first time.

"Getting impatient? Starting to eat your own people?" Tuoba Yu raised an eyebrow and gripped the bone brush in his hand.

Helan Yinling quickly sealed the jar containing the bone meal, muttering, "The energy fluctuations are chaotic, and the particle collisions have produced impurities. This kind of absorption will definitely have significant side effects, and the fertilizer quality will decline..."

The foreman-like disciple shouted a warning: "Attention all units! Target energy level is rapidly increasing! Increase gravity field control pressure!"

Zhao Xun's expression changed. He could clearly sense that the dangerous aura emanating from Venerable Guixu had temporarily surpassed that of most True Gods!

Meanwhile, on the other side, above the Qin family's residence.

The Burial Tribulation Venerable, who was held back by Wan Feiping and Qin Zhengwu, was also forced to fight to the death and made the same choice as the Returning Void Venerable—to devour his subordinates in a frenzy.

"not good!"

As a war goddess, Wan Feiping clearly felt that the energy within the body of the Burial Calamity before her was rapidly increasing, making it difficult for even her, whose combat power was the highest among all the gods, to deal with it.

Venerable Burial of Calamity slowly raised his head, and at that moment his body swelled up.

Its entire body was purplish-black, with a layer of twisted soul shadows constantly writhing and wailing on its purple bones. Two dark purple vortexes spun wildly in its eye sockets, filled with an aura of destruction and chaos.

He stared intently at the humans who had brought him such humiliation, and together with the Venerable Guixu in the distance, they roared in unison, their voices hoarse and frenzied: "You... will all die!"

Having absorbed the strength of the entire army, they felt they could tear this reinforced world apart.

Their bone claws rose again, transforming into dark purple ghostly claws that blotted out the sky and were filled with resentment, carrying a terrifying power capable of tearing stars apart, and slammed down fiercely on their opponent.

This attack far surpasses the previous ones!

They will crush these ants into cosmic dust!

Wan Feiping, Long Yuan, Qin Zhengwu, and a group of Mud Legs Sect disciples all became solemn.

The space was extremely compressed, emitting a creaking sound as if it were about to collapse under the strain.

This power has already subtly touched the spatial limits that this continent can withstand.

"Formation!"

"All-out defense!"

Qin Zhengwu's face was serious, as if facing a formidable enemy. "I will stabilize the space. You do your best to wear down their attacks."

As the guardian deity of this world, he drew upon the power of mountains and rivers, instantly solidifying this space several times over.

Wan Feiping shouted, unleashing the full power of his War God Domain.

The dragon roared and coiled into a shield.

The disciples of the Mud Legs Sect displayed their unique abilities, layering gravity fields, defensive rune arrays, and various attacks.

At the critical moment when a collision was about to occur.

A slender, cold, sickle-shaped beam of dazzling moonlight appeared out of nowhere without warning!

Its appearance was so abrupt, as if it had been there all along, quietly waiting for this moment.

Gently stroke across.

In front of Zhao Xun and the Mud Legs Sect disciples, the Venerable Guixu, who had absorbed the souls of dozens of Star Clan members, along with the resentful ghost claw he had unleashed, suddenly froze.

The dark purple vortex that had been spinning wildly in his eyes suddenly froze, filled with utter astonishment and disbelief.

next moment--

"Crack."

A soft sound.

The enormous purplish-black skeletal body of Venerable Guixu was pierced diagonally and split in two!

The cut is as smooth as a mirror.

The two halves of the body vanished silently into the air.

Not a trace of residue, not a single fluctuation of soul remained.

It was as if he had never existed.

Instant kill!

Absolutely crushing and utterly annihilated!

Wan Feiping and the others, who were preparing to defend themselves with all their might, were stunned.

The Burial Calamity Venerable, who had just felt confident of victory, froze in his mad grin on his skeletal face.

"What?!" he screamed, his massive skeletal body trembling violently with shock and fear.

What it is?

They were able to wipe out Guixu so easily!

However, his survival instinct and extreme madness led him to make an utterly despicable response.

Another crescent-shaped beam of moonlight flashed, and Venerable Burial Calamity suddenly flung Chu Xuantian, who had been imprisoned behind him, forward!

"No—!" Chu Xuantian's eyes widened in horror.

puff!

The cold moonlight swept past without stopping, piercing precisely through Chu Xuantian's chest!

Her body stiffened abruptly, and then shone brightly—the light of one-fifth of the Creator Godhead. But the light only flickered for a moment, and then… it went out completely.

Her eyes were wide open, and her body, like a kite with a broken string, fell softly downwards.

Venerable Zangjie stared at all of this with lingering fear, thankful for his quick thinking just now.

He stared ahead and saw the figure of a young girl slowly materialize in front of the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Clad in green with black hair that fluttered in the wind, the girl had a red mole between her brows, her peerless face held a cold and aloof air, and the ancient sickle in her hand gleamed with a sharp, piercing light.

A look of madness appeared in his eyes.

It really was Him!

He had been somewhat fearful before, but after realizing what had happened, he let out a wild laugh of relief.

"The divine status of a creator god, who transcended all things in the world, was ultimately destroyed by the creator god himself!"

"Hahahaha! Even if you are the creator god, how can you maintain a perfect state if you are missing one-fifth of your divine essence! How can you be my opponent? Heaven is helping me! Heaven is helping me!"

Overjoyed, he thought he had found a glimmer of hope and even saw a chance to turn defeat into victory.

However, a calm yet slightly mocking female voice softly rang out:

“You know nothing about the power of creation.”

The enormous skeletal body of the Burial Tribulation Venerable suddenly stiffened.

Qin Youyou toyed with the sickle, looking at him indifferently, as if she were watching a clown trying to attract attention.

"One-fifth of your divine essence is missing? Who told you that divine essence... is a consumable?" A meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

Under the horrified gaze of the Venerable Burial of Calamity, she gently raised her hand and made an elegant gesture towards the void, like turning a pointer.

"I'll give you a hundred chances."

"Time, go backwards."