Chapter 707: The Answer
“Do you want to be hung up there again?” Captain Zu Ma, with a casual flick of his palm, batted away the mountain of coal about to crush him, panting as he cursed.
He wasn’t like Shadow Fish, who could freely hide within the shadows; the lumps of coal falling like hail from the sky, though unable to truly injure him, still stung a bit. Moreover, the sooty coal lumps would dirty him, quite spoiling his image.
“What kind of a goddamn difficult world is this... it’s entirely a battle between gods.”
“Use your brain to think for a moment! How could a world that requires all Reincarnators to team up and attack possibly have a low difficulty level?! That’s over ten thousand Reincarnator teams!”
“To be precise, it’s eighteen thousand six hundred and twenty-three teams, totaling one hundred and thirteen thousand seven hundred and twenty people.”
“You’re not the Main God, how can you count the number of Reincarnators?” Zu Ma thought Shadow Fish was contradicting him, and instinctively retorted.
“Wait, no, you’re not Shadow Fish, who are you?!” Coming back to his senses, he realized the voice was off.
“...”
The voice, which had appeared as inexplicably as a supernatural phenomenon, vanished just as silently.
Zu Ma was considered a super old hand among Reincarnators, having experienced no less than eighty to a hundred worlds. And when it came to the worlds he least wanted to deal with, it was undoubtedly those with a spiritual anomaly side.
The rules of these broken worlds were incredibly nauseating, heavily restricting extraordinary powers, to the point of almost forbidding the appearance of any other transcendent force.
Even for him, a six-star Reincarnator, his output would be suppressed to near ordinary human levels in a spiritual anomaly world.
His physical strength was relatively better, barely maintaining a two-star level, but he could still easily be killed by the endless accidental occurrences in a spiritual anomaly world.
An out-of-control big truck would be enough to severely wound him, let alone the illusions cast by demons and monsters.
In short, in these worlds, only ghosts scare people; there are no people who scare ghosts by punching them one by one until they whimper.
“Boss, what’s up?”
Shadow Fish, who emerged from the shadows at this moment, bore an uncanny resemblance to a certain ghost Zu Ma had encountered before, one that liked to crawl out of television sets. With lingering psychological trauma, Zu Ma nearly swung a punch.
“Holy shit! Spare me!” Shadow Fish was merely a four-star shadow assassin. Although he had experience assassinating five-stage beings, facing a full-force punch from the six-star body-refining cultivator Zu Ma would undoubtedly be an absolute dead end.
“Hiss, hiss, hiss...” The fiery fist finally stopped less than half a meter from Shadow Fish.
The intent behind the punch stirred up a gust of strong wind, sweeping away the surrounding oil and coal lumps.
Zu Ma’s supersonic punch violently rubbed against the air, generating dazzling sparks. A trace amount of natural gas, which had permeated this corner, was immediately ignited by the sparks, making it look as if he had thrown a flaming punch.
“Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh...”
It wasn’t easy to rein in such a full-powered punch. He had compressed the force capable of smashing an entire building into an inch of space.
Therefore, retracting it meant he had to endure the full brunt of that punch with his own body.
......
“Interested in taking another step forward?” A ghostly voice suddenly echoed in Zu Ma’s mind.
“You are...?” A guess had already formed in his mind.
“Sky.”
“Indeed...”
“Then you should understand that the Main God has capped our upper limits.” Concerned with his own future, Zu Ma immediately switched to serious mode.
“I will give you an opportunity.”
“An opportunity? But we don’t even know how to...”
Before Zu Ma could finish his sentence, he knew the other party had already vanished.
The same thing also happened to other Reincarnators stuck at the peak of the sixth stage, unable to make any further progress.
......
“Is he showing his hand to me?”
The conversation between Bai Mo and the other six-star Reincarnators naturally couldn’t be hidden from Wu Ming, who currently controlled the Main God Temple.
Everything that every Reincarnator saw or heard could, theoretically, be monitored by him.
He was well aware that almost all six-star Reincarnators were rebellious traitors who would turn on him the moment an opportunity arose. They would definitely seize this chance to try and escape the Main God’s restraints.
However, the measures taken by the Main God Temple on them were unbreakable by any outsider, unless they themselves could advance to the seventh stage, or Wu Ming personally unsealed them.
Because once the possibility of being decrypted was detected, a self-destruct sequence would immediately be triggered, eradicating the Reincarnator and covering up all secrets.
......
“Do you believe his words?” He Fen Ni, the captain of the Celestial God Squad, turned his enormous head towards Zu Ma, the two communicating across hundreds of kilometers.
He Fen Ni was a mechanical being over ten stories tall, who called himself the Mechanical Celestial God.
“What does it matter if I believe or not?” Zu Ma saw more clearly. They were all merely pawns in a game between the Main God and that unknown entity. And judging by the current display of the opponent’s power, no one had any hope of resisting.
“It’s raining.”
“An oil rain.”
Countless crude oil mixed with lumps of coal fell to the ground with a pitter-patter, completely altering the appearance of Water Blue Star with black viscous fluid.
“He Fen Ni, don’t you think we’re like an orange being forcibly squeezed for its juice by a hand?”
“It squeezed out black juice. Looks like this planet was a rotten orange after all.”
Having completely lost their will to fight, they jested with each other amidst the dark storm.
What’s the point of fighting? Sending more would not even be enough to fill a tooth gap.
......
“Just a little more, just a little more.” Bai Mo focused all his attention on the “amber” in his hand—Water Blue Star, enveloped by “the world.”
He used the transforming power of “the world” to frantically cram his own power inside. All the power forcibly pushed into “the world” was then transmuted into Water Blue Star’s fossil fuels.
Coal formed mountains, oil became water, natural gas turned into air. Bai Mo was using the rules of “the world” to reshape the entire Water Blue Star.
But what he desired was more than this. Bai Mo wanted to create something that did not belong to “the world’s” transformations.
“Not like this.”
“Nor like this!”
“...”
Both Xu Xuan Ling and Wu Ming in the Main God Temple were incredibly curious about what exactly Bai Mo intended to do.
To outsiders, Bai Mo seemed to be trying to forcibly crush Water Blue Star. But Wu Ming knew that wasn’t his goal; he was experimenting with something, and the oil and coal appearing within Water Blue Star were merely failed products of his trials.
However, there was no doubt that Bai Mo’s consumption for this endeavor was enormous, a fact Wu Ming was quite pleased to see.
......
“Finally found it.”
With the birth of a wisp of green smoke, Bai Mo found the answer.
PS: Casually promoting another novel, “I Traversed the Myriad Heavens in the Grand Desolation,” a bold move that brings “Covering the Heavens” into a battle of settings within the Grand Desolation...
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