Chapter 373: The Eighth Tenth of a Second
"We will eventually become one." These words, like a madman's ravings, echoed in everyone's ears.
The sunlight over the entire Ta Ke Desert was already being blocked by the increasingly profound shadow that gradually manifested above.
With the disappearance of the sun, darkness swiftly enveloped the land. The air, originally compressed to stillness, now began to flow wildly under even stronger pressure, giving everyone a sense of "the wind sweeps through the towers, presaging a coming storm."
White, red, and purple lights began to continuously surge from the shadow, quickly dyeing the entire sky into three distinctly separated colors.
Of these, white alone occupied more than half of the sky, with the red and purple hues needing to combine their might just to barely contend with it.
As the various lights surged forth, to fill the vast void created by the three colors' outflow, terrifying suction forces emerged from the apertures in the sky's shadow where the light emanated. These forces drew all surrounding matter into the Nine Netherworlds, and even the sand on the ground was pulled up into whirling sand tornadoes.
The numerous individuals remaining on the surface could only resort to their unique techniques to resist this force coming from directly above, a power precisely opposite to the direction of gravity.
However, none of those present to witness the battle in this land were weak. Even if these were only their avatars, resisting this not-too-overwhelming gravitational pull was still more than enough for them.
Not long after, the red and purple lights retreated while fighting, quickly vanishing from everyone's sight. As far as the eye could see, only the white light remained, and the sky transformed into a world of pure white.
"It seems something has connected with me."
"I feel it too."
"It's like an antenna!"
After each person reacted, a wisp of golden light flew from an unknown location, then converged above Zhao Feiyan's head, forming a golden ocean, like "a hundred rivers converging into the sea."
The ocean continuously expanded, becoming wider and wider, its light growing ever more brilliant and incandescent.
"The dead should stay in their coffins and not come out to spout nonsense." Zhao Feiyan reacted instantly the moment the golden light stirred, realizing that the white light before him was Bai Mo's true body.
His long-prepared 'Myriad Hearts United' ability was finally ready to be unleashed at full power.
As for Li Bi Da nearby, Zhao Feiyan had no time to consider him; the threat of Bai Mo before him was too immense. Compared to the shadow that could turn day into night, what was the power fluctuation of the Imperial Seal?
The golden ocean swiftly transformed into countless bolts of golden lightning, like a heavenly tribulation, intending to utterly obliterate the entity preparing to reform into a human shape!
"Strike true!" His veins bulged as he desperately tried to control all the lightning, making them all hit the enemy.
This power, known as 'wish power', had no destructive force against unrelated things; everything served only one purpose, in exchange for corresponding power capable of altering heaven and earth.
Under Zhao Feiyan's manipulation, the lightning continuously converged, as if a dragon composed entirely of electricity had appeared.
Bai Mo sighed softly.
A dazzling white light, bypassing the golden lightning dragon, suddenly appeared before Zhao Feiyan, whose face was distorted from excessive exertion. It then transformed into a finger as smooth as white jade, intending to lightly tap his forehead, like a "dragonfly touching the water."
Zhao Feiyan could clearly calculate that his external Xuanhua obstructed this index finger for approximately one-twentieth of a second, while his Life Field on the surface delayed it for nearly one-thirtieth of a second.
The formidable defense that Xuanhua stage spirit energy cultivators prided themselves on had no presence before this finger, which seemed to descend "from beyond the heavens."
The Xuanhua, capable of withstanding the impact of a hundred-thousand-ton equivalent nuclear warhead, was now as fragile as paper.
He absolutely did not want to test with his own body what the consequences would be if he were struck by that finger. His instinct told him he had to escape; there was no other option!
So, in that combined time of less than one-tenth of a second, he burst from a standstill, dodging nearly twenty meters.
But such an escape seemed to be of little use, because as he fled for his life, the finger before him moved like a shadow, constantly keeping its target on his forehead.
Man and finger chased and evaded in "a flash of lightning and flint." Finally, in the eighth tenth of a second, Zhao Feiyan felt his reaction, amidst continuous violent bursts, lag by a mere fraction, and then his forehead was tapped.
"No!!!" Feeling the finger effortlessly pierce through his skull and even extend into his brain, he furiously directed the wish power lightning to bombard the source of his boundless pain.
He had no time left to ponder why his steel-hard bones would be as fragile as tofu.
The maddened Zhao Feiyan lost control over most of the golden lightning, only able to let them attack Bai Mo according to their inherent mechanisms, who then easily parried them. Only the finger plunged into his head suffered truly significant damage under Zhao Feiyan's desperate assault.
"The ability is strong, but unfortunately, the wielder is too weak."
"I won't accept this! I have so many trump cards unused! How could it be an instant kill!" Zhao Feiyan's last thought flashed, and then his mind quickly became a blank.
White light reflected in his pupils. His face, originally grimacing from controlling the wish power lightning and twisted by remorse, now displayed an eerie serenity, and the muscles in his limbs unnaturally relaxed.
"The first." The finger impaled in Zhao Feiyan's head transformed back into a white light and returned to Bai Mo's hand, who had already resumed his human form.
Looking at the temporarily unhealed wound on his index finger, he said nothing, simply allowing the wish power lingering at the wound's edge to continuously contend with his own strength.
Once everyone in the world knew he wasn't dead, this wish power would become water without a source, eventually being completely assimilated.
Zhao Feiyan's corpse, after the finger on his head vanished, lost all support and violently collapsed to the ground.
The blood hole left by the penetration in his forehead was casually filled by Bai Mo with glass instantaneously formed from sand, making it look from a distance as if a third eye had grown there.
"How can anyone be this strong!" Li Bi Da, standing nearby with the Imperial Seal, immediately lost his composure when he saw Bai Mo instantly kill Zhao Feiyan and then turn his attention to him.
His mind, which had been completely twisted by revenge, temporarily returned to normal under the gaze of this terrifying, archenemy-like being.
"What do you want?" he asked, feigning calmness.
"Nothing, I have no interest in the Imperial Seal. Things like Destiny System and legitimacy, I don't need a dead object to bestow them; I can create them myself."
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