CHAPTER 364: CHAPTER 364: RETURNING TO THE SKY

As vast amounts of [Truth] were devoured by Qu Lu, her spirit and body were rapidly transforming. Sensing the enemy growing stronger, Zhu Haomiao no longer restrained himself, allowing the Original Sin from the depths of his consciousness to surge forth.

Boom!

Spiritual Power twisted reality, and the writhing black flames erupted like a volcanic explosion, condensing within a few breaths into a Dharma Form of the Orochi, standing dozens of meters tall.

Sixteen malevolent and awe-inspiring vertical pupils fixedly stared at Qu Lu, the eight dragon heads swayed in a fan shape to encircle her, their greedy and hungry gaze containing a chilling appetite.

At the same time, Purple Gold Divine Light flickered in Zhu Haomiao’s eyes, and the Eight Basic Forces merged into one, covering his palm with a dark, inky layer of Gang Qi.

On the other side, Rafael, looking at the towering Dharma Form behind Zhu Haomiao and feeling a rejection from the soul, gradually furrowed his brows.

The origin attribute of this Dragon’s Son seems to lean towards the negative. Such a dangerous [Abyss], and the Chinese Gods actually allow Him to grow?!

Aren’t they afraid He will lose control and backfire?

But in an instant, he suppressed his worries for the future deep in his heart. At least at this moment, both sides were on the same front, with a common enemy!

Composing himself, Rafael raised his head, lifted his hand to grasp the void, and in an instant, thousands of Holy Lights collapsed and converged in her palm, forming a treasure sword made of solely divine essence, burning with blazing golden flames.

Unfolding a pair of illusory white wings on her back, her elegant figure lightly tapped her toes, transforming into a stream of light shooting towards the sky.

On the other side, facing the onslaught from both a demon and a god, Qu Lu, who was at the crucial moment of the Ascension Secret Ceremony, showed madness in her eyes, spreading her arms as if embracing the whole world.

"Everything is illusion, everything is allowed."

"Ignorant impostors, you cannot comprehend my greatness!"

The echoing and overlapping voice shook time and space, but at that moment, an even more oppressive and terrifying scoff exploded in the air, instantly overshadowing Qu Lu’s murmurings.

"Nothing but a raging insect..."

Szzz~

The golden Holy Sword tore apart the barrier between illusion and reality, silently opening a narrow rift in the writhing chaotic membrane, cutting a deep sword scar across Qu Lu’s chest, revealing a flickering heart-like scarlet divine light.

The blazing golden flames adhered to the rift, the soul-searing pain transmitted to the brain, yet it made Qu Lu laugh even more madly.

"It’s useless, I have transcended and am immortal and undying!"

Before her words had finished, a dark figure appeared in front of her almost instantly, a pitch-black, inky hand ruthlessly piercing her chest.

Almost simultaneously, following the body’s movement, eight vicious snake heads bit into the chaotic gray fog surrounding Qu Lu, their sharp fangs gradually penetrating.

Staring dazedly at the arm that entered up to the elbow, Qu Lu’s crazed pupils contracted fiercely, the chaotic gray fog churned, and the cut wound healed rapidly at a visible speed.

"I said, it’s useless..."

Ignoring Qu Lu’s mad laughter, the nearly substantial Power covering Zhu Haomiao’s five fingers exploded into thousands of rays, eight tiny mysterious runes gathered from nowhere.

[Raging Wave], [Mountain Shattering], [Spiritual Rhinoceros], [Conquer], [Star Fall]...

"Boom!"

Softly exhaling a word, a wisp of ancient, Destructive power erupted from his palm, causing a terrifying explosion within Qu Lu’s chest, reducing all flesh to the most basic particles, turning into rays shooting outward.

In an instant, a massive hole blasted open Qu Lu’s entire chest, with a brilliant light source blossoming in the center of the opening, cyan-white rays covering a radius of several miles.

And at the singularity of the entire radiance, a void emerged silently, revealing a blood-red small cauldron wrapped within.

Touching the small cauldron hidden in the soul’s depths with his fingers, Zhu Haomiao gripped it tightly, pulling it out slowly and viciously.

As if dragging a mountain, Zhu Haomiao grit his teeth, a fierce and bloody gleam exploding deep in his pupils.

[anger]!

"No! No!"

Seeing the foundation of her existence being pulled away, Qu Lu hugged the boy’s arm with both hands, frantically channeling energy, trying to stop his action.

Yet facing this futile resistance, Zhu Haomiao’s arm steadily and slowly tugged, forcibly tearing through the anchoring at the law level.

Ultimately, the moment the blood-red small cauldron left her chest, the last thread of law anchoring was snapped, and the black-clad boy let out an angry roar, abruptly pulling out his hand.

Boom!

Synchronizing with the body’s motion, the fangs of the eight vicious snake heads deeply pierced the chaotic gray fog, collectively jerking their necks fiercely!

Sshhh~

The evil Original Sin Authority tore Qu Lu’s spirit and body apart entirely, eight masses of chaotic gray fog enveloping flesh and bones were chewed and swallowed by the eight snake heads, emitting delightful hisses.

As the vast Source Quality was devoured, the Dharma Form of the Orochi became more vivid and real, its body continuously expanding, as if a real and not illusory Ancient Demon had returned to the human world.

The eight snake heads swayed and writhed, their cold and sinister reptilian vertical pupils released a suffocating pressure, greedily spying upon the entire world.

Outside the battlefield, watching the enemy torn apart by the eight snakes, Catherine, who had just returned to the battlefield, gulped, hearing a question that made her doubt life’s meaning.

"Was He... always this... terrifying?"

Hearing Hugo Mills’s words, Catherine seemed to imagine the mythical battle between the black-clad young man and Japan’s Three Noble Sons, pursing her lips in speechless apprehension.

"This is probably not even his peak form."

"What?"

The other dominants shuddered, feeling their scalps tingle.

And in the sky at the center of the battlefield, Rafael hovered in the void, quietly observing the black-clad youth below, with a majestic dark Sun reflected in his pure golden pupils.

That was the projection of the youth’s Spirit in the material world; from merely a fleeting glance, Rafael felt a tremor from the soul, instinctively averting his gaze, not daring to look again!

In the midst of it all, Rafael sensed that the indescribable entity hidden in the depths of the youth’s Spirit could corrupt and taint the Nine-layered Heaven Human God!

Even a Blazing Angel standing at the pinnacle of the Supreme Heaven would feel dread towards Him!

The living Abyss—Dragon’s Son!

As she sighed in admiration, Zhu Haomiao, holding the tiny blood-red small cauldron, looked up at the shattered sky dome.

With the loss of anchoring from the [Heavenly Destiny True Object], the two overlapping coupled worlds began to tear away.

In the void of the sky, a chaotic emptiness began to emerge, with the passage traversing reality and illusion slowly closing.

As the hole in the sky gradually shrank, Zhu Haomiao glanced around, finally fixing his gaze on Rafael, politely and warmly nodding at her.

"Thank you for your assistance."

"It is my honor."

Rafael held the Holy Sword slantwise with one hand, placed the other hand over her chest in salute, responding softly.

Nodding, Zhu Haomiao no longer resisted the pull of dimensions, retracting the Dharma Form, his figure slowly levitating and ascending.

On the ground, Catherine and her fellow dominants stared dazedly at this highly symbolic scene.

Beside him was the Blazing Angel paying homage, above was the shattered world’s hole, the black-clad youth standing at the dome coldly and expansively overlooking the earth, as if an ancient, great deity had returned to the heavens...