Chapter 793: Seal
The white-haired Daoist, who had arrived barefoot, stepping through the void, halted above the Ghost Soul Desert.
"A bit faster than I expected." Within the black wind, a sound like gravel rubbing together could be heard.
At this moment, after Bai Mo's assimilation through will, the entire Ghost Soul Desert, from top to bottom, had almost completely transformed into a part of his body.
"It seems fellow Daoist intends to provoke a World-Heaven War?" The white-haired Daoist's divine sense merely swept across slightly, immediately sensing the gate located in the deepest part of the Ghost Soul Desert.
Without a doubt, that was a passage leading to another World-Heaven.
The Dao Chen Realm was not closed off; on the contrary, it was quite keen on the exploration and conquest of other worlds. Multiple spirit realms under the Immortal Realm were all spoils of these external expansions.
Within the top-tier sects, many conquered World-Heavens were also controlled; some served as places of tempering, while others were part of the sect's heritage.
However, the world behind the gate made the white-haired Daoist quite curious.
Because even through a World-Crossing Gate, he could feel the vast, scorching torrent from behind the gate rushing towards him.
From within the black wind, several wisps of white smoke blew out, tangling together to outline a white human figure within the vast black canvas of the Ghost Soul Desert.
The figure in the painting slowly walked out from the black "canvas" and approached the white-haired Daoist.
"Fellow Daoist, do you believe you've already got us firmly in your grasp?"
"Your understanding is mistaken."
"We are not enemies."
"Then may I ask fellow Daoist to explain, what exactly is the world behind the gate?"
The white-haired Daoist's gaze seemed to be able to directly penetrate the World-Crossing Gate, seeing the extremely distant scene behind the gate.
Those were over a hundred billion living beings. Although each was so weak they could be completely ignored, it was, after all, a hundred billion level – a truly terrifying number.
What's more, in the white-haired Daoist's eyes, these hundred billion lives each had an invisible thread connecting them to the one before him.
...
"Red Lotus - Karma Fire."
Bai Mo did not explain further. After he lightly chanted a few words, the World-Crossing Gate located deep within the Ghost Soul Desert began to morph, instantly transforming into a golden-red lotus platform with tightly closed petals.
Immediately after, the lotus petals on the four sides of the platform slowly unfurled, their surface gradually covered by a layer of flame, somewhere between white and transparent.
This fire seemed to burn all things; even the black wind within the Ghost Soul Desert, after being tainted by this Karma Fire, also began to burn in a bizarre manner.
The fire, carried by the wind, spread outwards. In an instant, the desert within a hundred-li radius was covered by a fiery shroud. Those ghost souls, infected by Bai Mo's will and having given birth to the concept of fear, fled outwards as if driven mad.
Unfortunately, their efforts were destined to be futile, because the speed of the fire's spread was simply too fast. Even the entire Ghost Soul Desert, stretching for ten thousand li, would only take a few more cups of tea to be completely covered.
...
Seeing that communication was useless and the other party persisted in their own way, the white-haired Daoist had no choice but to resort to another, cruder method of communication.
Having reached his level, merely by the reach of his will, the fluctuations were enough to move mountains and fill seas, shifting all things.
One could see the land encircling the Ghost Soul Desert all begin to tremble like an earthquake, transforming into an ocean of soil particles.
Boundless particles, with Bai Mo and the Karma Fire Red Lotus beneath him as the center, pressed in from all directions like a super tsunami.
Seen from an extreme distance, the ten thousand li around the Ghost Soul Desert resembled a mass that, after undergoing violent expansion, began to rapidly contract like a nebula.
Even the surrounding light could not escape from this contraction; the sky instantly turned pitch black.
"Is this the true power of Yuan Shi?" The white-haired Daoist moved matter within a ten thousand li radius with a single thought, while also making it move at super high speed. Such immense power shocked the sect master of the Moral Immortal Sect, who had projected himself to watch the battle from an extreme distance, making his eyelids twitch uncontrollably.
Even after presiding over the Moral Immortal Sect for over a thousand years and perusing countless ancient texts within the sect, it was the first time he truly felt the immense power gap between himself and the Grand Elder.
Watching the encroaching tsunami of mud, Bai Mo did not offer any resistance, still leisurely drawing forth even more flames from the Red Lotus.
Thus, under the white-haired Daoist's control, the matter within the mud ocean frantically gathered, forming within mere tens of seconds a shell that enveloped all the white flames.
The earth-composed shell continuously contracted, gradually compressing the flames' space. The particles within were interfered with by the Daoist's divine ability, re-aggregating from ordinary soil and gravel into various strange substances.
These strange substances, like nanobots, firmly adhered to all places that had been tainted by the flames.
At this point, Bai Mo only then truly began to shift his attention to the white-haired old man named Yuan Shi Dao Ren.
At first, he had thought the other party would directly attack him, but to his surprise, Yuan Shi Dao Ren placed almost all the power of this move on sealing the flames he had drawn forth.
More and more matter was transferred by Yuan Shi Dao Ren from even greater distances, and after reorganization, covered the original shell. The area around the Ghost Soul Desert resembled a severely over-mined pit, with a gigantic trench over a thousand meters deep literally dug out.
Layer after layer of strange substances covered Bai Mo and his flames. In just half a minute, countless layers of shell had completely wrapped him up tightly, making him look like a super demon sealed within the center of an asteroid.
Moreover, this asteroid sealing the demon — its volume and density were still increasing every moment. Yuan Shi Dao Ren was almost frantically relocating all accessible matter to reinforce it.
The pressure at the deepest part of the seal soon exceeded one million atmospheres, approaching the intensity of the Earth's core, and was still continuously increasing.
In the past, merely relying on this technique, Yuan Shi Dao Ren had refined to death more than a dozen Immortals.
Although the target was sealed very smoothly, his inner unease grew even stronger. A world-ending calamity that could utterly shatter the World-Shaking Ring — how could it pass so easily?
Not to mention, the target offered no resistance whatsoever. This was clearly not right.
"Master, have you already sealed and exterminated the world-ending demon?" The sect master, who had been watching the battle from an extreme distance, seeing that everything seemed to be settling, then proactively appeared and asked.
"No, that should only be a part of his body. Our war with the Zerg Mother has continued intermittently for a thousand years. In the World-Shaking Ring's predictions, his threat to the sect is much higher than that of the Zerg Mother. Things absolutely cannot end just like this."
As if echoing Yuan Shi Dao Ren's words, a tiny crack appeared in the originally tightly sealed and continuously reinforced planetary seal, a fissure through which white light emanated outwards.
A hand, as pristine as white jade, stretched out from the fissure.
PS: Thanks to Fengxin Jue Lian for the Silver Alliance reward.
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