Chapter 385: Omnipresent
"Careful! Something's coming!" Just as they hesitated, they suddenly felt something in the air surging towards them.
The dozen or so superhumans, erupting with terrifying power, instinctively chose to dodge. Thus, accompanied by a series of sonic boom clouds, a tremendous roar echoed, audible tens of kilometers away.
However, these invisible entities did not rush towards them; instead, they continued their trajectory, fully permeating the surrounding nano-honeycomb protective wall. The wall grew significantly thicker, and it seemed this reinforcement work was still ongoing.
The hexagons on the wall, which had only emitted a dim glow, began to frantically intensify in brightness, quickly reaching an blinding degree. The faint blue boundaries, now covered by the excessively dazzling light, became nothing more than a vast expanse of white.
Within the white light, just as expected, that figure reappeared.
"This country has been completely sealed off by me."
"How can you be so outrageously powerful!" For one person to control all the borders of a sprawling great nation, one spanning tens of millions of square kilometers, this was utterly beyond their comprehension.
"Do you know what Xuanhua truly is?" Bai Mo did not answer their question; instead, he posed a question to himself, seemingly speaking aloud.
Most of those who came to the border were unyielding martial artists, who didn't know much about the Spirit Hub System, so they remained silent.
"It might be a world of our own." Bai Mo glanced at Liang Zhen Dao, then uttered a cryptic remark.
While slumbering in the Nine Netherworlds, his original intention was to merge with the Nine Netherworlds, becoming its master, then completely suppress Gaia and the Crimson World's disciples, after which he would use the Nine Netherworlds to engulf Earth, transforming into a new realm to drive everyone to conquer the universe.
But after waking, through contemplation and comparison, he discovered that the Spirit Hub path itself, starting from the Xuanhua Stage, might be creating a world entirely of one's own. Merging it with the Nine Netherworlds, which was generated from external objects, now seemed somewhat unsuitable.
"...The culmination of Xuanhua is the material world, and the culmination of Chemosynthesis is the transition of matter towards a wave-particle superposition state Primordial Spirit. The ultimate stage, 'Myriad Forms', should be the completion of arbitrary conversion between matter and energy in their forms of existence, step-by-step progressing towards world creation..." After finishing his previous sentence, Bai Mo suddenly had this conjecture.
However, as he fell into contemplation mid-sentence, the atmosphere grew awkward, with everyone exchanging glances, unwilling to speak.
"With your current power, one person is enough to accomplish all of our work; why do you still need us to complete these fantastical tasks for you?!" Finally, Shi Hua Chong stepped forward, interrupting Bai Mo's contemplation.
"That is not for you to concern yourselves with." As this statement resounded, everyone present felt as though even the air had grown significantly heavier. An invisible pressure, like divine wrath, suddenly descended upon them.
The protective wall, radiating terrifying white light, gradually transformed into a colossal hand whose mere pinky finger had a radius of hundreds of meters. This immense hand, seemingly ready to devour people, hinted at the consequences if they did not leave immediately.
Shi Hua Chong quickly assessed the situation: facing this hand alone, he had a five-tenths chance of victory and a four-tenths chance of escape. But after a glance at Bai Mo beside him... martial artists were belligerent, but not suicidal.
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Observing their silent, crestfallen return, Cheng Mu and the others who had chosen to stay in Tianqing more or less guessed what had transpired, but discreetly refrained from asking.
"This should be the place." Another avatar of Bai Mo, which had transformed into a streak of light earlier, arrived at the Kamchatka Peninsula, a desolate expanse where only sparse, low-lying wild grasses grew.
Relying on the images provided by Wei Wu Ya using Spirit Arts, he quickly pinpointed the approximate location using the Sky Net. Then, upon arriving, he successfully found his target – a hidden underground secret base – with less than five seconds of divine sense search.
Several days prior, after capturing Hua Qing and Chen Xi, Wei Wu Ya had brought them here, intending to use them as insurance.
Penetrating the thick permafrost layer, Bai Mo observed several black-clad figures digging a pit, preparing to bury the two bodies. Their practiced movements indicated that this was not their first time carrying out a silencing.
"Russia fears the consequences of my unifying Huaxia, worrying I'll target them next?" After thoroughly scanning the base's scale, Bai Mo reached a conclusion.
Without the support of their government, constructing a secret base of this configuration within the territory of a major power would have been impossible.
Passing through a hundred meters of permafrost, Bai Mo gazed with emotionless eyes at the patterns on the two corpses' arms. After the patterns activated, this avatar began to melt into endless white light.
"Run!" A quick-witted fellow tugged at his companion, who had been scared senseless.
"Lord, has the final judgment arrived?"
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Witnessing the overwhelming white light, like an apocalyptic flood, these gate guards, with at most first-tier combat strength, had no thought of resistance.
But whether they fled or not, the only difference would be two seconds earlier or two seconds later in being overtaken.
The radiance, like a great deluge, engulfed all the guards above the base before they could react, swiftly advancing towards the underground entrance.
Piercing alarm bells sounded a few seconds later, but all warnings proved to be too late.
Pure white had already claimed all entrances and exits within the base, beginning to surge deeper underground, step by step. Wherever it went, no one could mount any effective resistance; it was a complete, one-sided obliteration.
"The signal from your little lover earlier seemed a bit strange. Hope nothing went wrong." Deep underground, Kilkov, who guarded this base, flirted with the blonde beauty beside him.
"My mission is simply to execute those two people when a signal appears. Other matters do not concern me." Ji Moyiwa, known as the "Iceberg of Saint Rosburg," ignored Kilkov's flirtation.
"I truly wonder how that Huaxia runt managed to get close to you. You're clearly an iceberg, do you perhaps like that kind of child?" Kilkov, with the face of a mischievous old uncle, took a gentle sip of his steaming coffee.
"Something's happened upstairs." Kilkov, who had been squinting his eyes in enjoyment of his coffee, suddenly dropped his mischievous demeanor. With a solemn expression, he rushed with the utmost speed to the third underground level, where the white light was wreaking havoc..
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