Chapter 265: Two Suns in the Sky
"I'm curious what the final outcome of this social experiment will be." After completing the structural transformation of the red mist, Bai Mo even attempted to integrate a portion of the white mist into it, further expanding the red mist's range.
"Stop! Stop now!" At first, Hou Zi was somewhat excited by his continuously expanding power, but soon, this excitement turned into panic, forcing him to repeatedly send mental waves to the other party.
His Spirit Hub likewise had an upper limit for controlling Xuanhua, and this forcefully injected portion was placing an immense burden on his body. If it continued like this, it wasn't impossible for him to be dragged to his death.
"What a pity, it's already reached a supersaturated state so quickly." He didn't want to kill his current experimental subject, so he slowly allowed the surrounding white mist to re-coalesce into the solid Xuanhua behind him.
At this point, the white mist, which had spread for hundreds of kilometers in all directions, had parts of its edges even drifted out of Bai Mo's control range. He could only let them dissipate naturally a few minutes later.
"What exactly do you want to do?" After the white mist completely vanished, Hou Zi discovered that his actual control range had doubled, and his strength had also increased somewhat.
"I want to see how many years you can endure as the Heavenly Dao."
As the two conversed, the warlords who had been paying attention to this area each cautiously approached. The territory Hou Zi had chosen was, in fact, incredibly rich, concealing a bountiful gold mine, a diamond mine, and a vein of Profound Copper ore underneath.
Profound Copper was a new material that only appeared in the Spirit Qi era. Its discoverer was none other than Bai Mo's mentor, Zhao Jia Sen. Its formation mechanism had not yet been definitively determined, but currently, all nations believed that the appearance of this peculiar mineral was inextricably linked to Spirit Qi.
Previously, the speed at which the white mist spread was truly astonishing. As a result, no one apart from those on the very fringes managed to escape; all of them were trapped within.
Now that the "tide" had receded, everyone wore expressions of survivors after a catastrophe, even though the mists had not actually caused them any harm.
Because everyone living near here knew perfectly well that the red mist was, in reality, a terrifying existence that devoured people whole, leaving no bones behind. How could the white mist, capable of standing shoulder to shoulder with the red mist, truly be harmless to people and animals?
"Since it can transform into a gas... then with enough Spirit Energy supplied, can it also transform into plasma?" Bai Mo's Spirit Picture already contained the ability to transform air into a plasma state, so such a small experiment was naturally effortless for him.
Ignoring Hou Zi, who was still getting accustomed to his new state, Bai Mo began to partially sublimate his Xuanhua into a gaseous form. Then, by continuously drawing energy from his Spirit Hub, he gradually transformed this portion of Xuanhua into a ring of plasma that enveloped him.
The multi-thousand-degree plasma Xuanhua emitted a dazzling light.
Initially, there were even people spectating from several hundred meters away, but soon, as more and more plasma Xuanhua gathered, the surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly. The observing residents felt something was wrong and quickly gathered their meager belongings, leaving their tattered tents.
"Please, could you conduct this artificial sun experiment higher up? Otherwise, I won't be able to protect the people living in Ji Si Ti Si." Though Hou Zi was utterly merciless towards wrongdoers, he was quite good to the ordinary people under his rule, and so he humbled himself to make this request.
"Those with emotions cannot properly serve as the ruthless Heavenly Dao." Bai Mo glanced at Hou Zi, then extinguished the burning weeds around them with a single palm strike. Carrying a massive plasma cloud, he slowly ascended from the ground, rising into the sky.
After several twists and turns, Hou Zi's desire for revenge had significantly faded. The other party was so powerful that it made him despair; Bai Mo, who could make his body explode just by 'power infusion,' simply didn't take this slight hostility seriously.
High in the sky, the plasma cloud continued to expand. Gradually, even he began to feel a hint of control fatigue. The energy consumption required to bind plasma-state Xuanhua was far greater than binding Xuanhua in other states.
Even though he exerted his utmost effort, he ultimately found that he could only transform one-tenth of his Xuanhua into plasma. But from the ground, this was already a near-miraculous feat.
A plasma light sphere with a radius of nearly one kilometer, suspended at an altitude of approximately ten thousand meters, glowed in dazzling harmony with the original sun, forming a second "sun." Endless rays of light radiated down to the ground, still carrying a faint trace of heat.
"Praise the Sun God!"
Half of Africa erupted in fervent excitement. Countless primitive tribes, witnessing the miraculous sight of two suns in the sky, recited prayers composed in various local dialects. Priests, adorned with feathers, danced wildly, chanting unknown songs.
"What a truly despair-inducing disparity... There's indeed no need to care about a trivial existence like me. To think that even among those at the Xuanhua Stage, the difference could be so vast."
Hou Zi didn't realize that several years ago, Bai Mo had already, through a fortunate accident, surpassed the Xuanhua Stage, refined his primordial spirit, and leaped to the even higher Chemosynthesis realm.
Following a safer path, one should first break through to the Xuanhua Stage, and only then to the Chemosynthesis realm. One could say that this was purely an experimental accident, akin to boarding the train first and buying a ticket later—it was pure luck he wasn't kicked off.
Naturally, it wasn't just the primitive tribes that were astonished; nearly half of Africa could witness this miraculous sight. Even civilized people living in cities were terrified by this second sun.
"Did some country detonate a nuclear bomb high in the sky?" someone who didn't understand the situation asked.
"Idiot, what nuclear bomb can stay lit for ten minutes straight? Do you think it's your household lightbulb?" The person next to him immediately retorted.
Situated within the core of the multi-thousand-degree giant plasma sphere, Bai Mo relied on constantly absorbing the thermal energy radiating onto him to prevent himself from being incinerated.
Through calculation, he discovered that the Spirit Energy within his body could likely sustain him for another twenty minutes. This sphere, constantly radiating terrifying heat outwards, incessantly drew upon the surging Spirit Energy within Bai Mo's body to maintain its existence.
"If it were to fall now, perhaps it would cause topographical changes. I wonder if it could melt enough to create ten football fields' worth of glass?" He leisurely pondered such mundane questions.
"Indeed, not wantonly killing people has its benefits." As early as five or six years ago, Bai Mo had already known about Hou Zi and understood the full story. If he had truly intended to kill him back then, Hou Zi would have died ten times over already.
He had simply been too lazy to intervene, even finding Hou Zi's actions—slaughtering dark forces in the name of justice—rather amusing. He had always just watched the spectacle, sometimes even sending out avatars to knock out a few of his pursuers.
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