Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

Chapter 598: 561 The End 3

In the underground palace, countless water currents and mist mingled, completely submerging Zhang Rongfang.

He moved his hands and feet, looking around, only to realize that he was already in a vast expanse of blue water currents.

The surrounding mist gradually diminished, while the water currents increased.

Zhang Rongfang glanced around, only able to see the series of bubbles he created as he moved, everything else was a sea of blue.

He kicked upwards with his legs, swimming lightly, instantly covering a distance of dozens of meters.

But above him, there was no space; it was still a sea of blue water currents.

’White Scale?’

’I’m here. Be careful, this is truly the divine power belonging to the Bright God. The biggest difference between the Bright God, the Secret God, and the Residual God lies here.

The Bright God’s sheer divine power can cause substantial harm to all living creatures!’ White Scale said seriously.

Zhang Rongfang somewhat understood.

He tried to breathe underwater, but the currents felt completely real, utterly devoid of any oxygen.

A constant water pressure pressed in from all sides, secretly enhancing its hold and entanglement on him.

The invisible currents, like water snakes, with transparent bodies, wound around Zhang Rongfang, leaving marks.

But such pressure was strong for ordinary people, for Zhang Rongfang, it was merely like wearing an extra layer of clothing.

’It’s here!!’ White Scale’s voice suddenly dropped.

Before the voice had faded, suddenly, a colossal human face rapidly approached through the water behind Zhang Rongfang!

It was a pale woman’s face, over three meters wide and more than five meters long.

Between her brows was a black hole, and behind her was a massive black dragon body, tens of meters long, covered in iron-like black scales.

A human face, dragon body!

This was the true emblem of the Sea Dragon God!

The Sea Dragon God’s face was expressionless, as if wearing a huge mask.

She approached Zhang Rongfang’s back silently, the surrounding currents automatically concealing and shielding her movements.

Hiss....

In an instant, the Sea Dragon God opened her small cherry-like mouth, which grew larger and larger, cracking open.

Originally occupying only a small part of her face, within half a second, it split into a huge fissure covering the entire face.

In the fissure, instead of sharp teeth, there were orderly layers of spiral-like sharp-fanged mouthparts!

The sharp teeth within the mouthpart extended deep into the throat, continually wriggling, now fully expanding, pouncing from behind Zhang Rongfang like lightning.

Snap!!!

Unfortunately, this bite just barely missed.

Zhang Rongfang, as if prophetically aware, took a step forward, covering several meters, just enough to dodge the rear attack.

This was unexpected even for Zhang Rongfang.

Initially, he intended to demand rent from the three tenants on his back, but suddenly perceiving a preemptive warning of danger, a chilling sensation crept up his spine.

Respecting his instincts, he surged forward.

Dodging the bite, Zhang Rongfang turned around and naturally noticed the Sea Dragon God behind him.

"Sea Dragon God!?" he inquired aloud.

But there was no response from the other party, just a low, beast-like growl, as the massive body lunged at him again.

’It’s useless. She’s been domesticated to the point of ruin. As the followers go, so goes the Void, and the gods and Buddhas residing in the Void will eventually be influenced. This is mutual coexistence.’ White Scale sighed.

’Moreover, the Sea Dragon God, if I recall correctly, was just a wild deity, later incorporated into the Bright God due to her special nature,’ White Scale said.

’So, there’s no way to communicate?’ Zhang Rongfang asked in surprise, again dodging the Sea Dragon God’s charge.

’There is. But you must communicate in her way.’ White Scale said.

’Her way?’

’Through mating.’

’!???’

Zhang Rongfang dodged once more, avoiding an enormous upward-swiping tail.

Vast blue currents stirred countless varying vortices around.

A preemptive warning+1, letting him anticipate the opponent’s move a second later, alerted him in advance.

This exaggerated prediction far exceeded Zhang Rongfang’s expectations.

The Sea Dragon God’s tail whipped and churned like a tempest in the water, yet Zhang Rongfang eluded every strike with ease.

After dozens of strikes, the Sea Dragon God finally grew agitated.

All water currents around his body started freezing, converging into ice.

The ice layers rapidly spread, instantly converging towards Zhang Rongfang.

Zhang Rongfang wanted to evade, but all surrounding currents turned into ice, leaving him no room to escape.

The mere touch of these ice layers burned his heart.

It wasn’t physical pain but a direct harm to his mind!

"Enough."

He stopped in place, looking at the Sea Dragon God within the white ice layers. Quickly, the ice layers closed in on him.

For a moment, it seemed there was no refuge in any direction, leaving only death.

He raised his hand.

Zhang Rongfang aimed his palm at the Sea Dragon God.

"Blood Lotus."

In a sudden roar, a blast of force radiated out from him, dispersing the water currents.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Rongfang’s height grew from 1.8 meters to six meters, three blood lotuses behind him bloomed suddenly, enveloping his entire body.

Almost simultaneously, three massive phantom figures shot out rocket-like from his back.

A Blood God with five eyes.

A pale Wish Girl, clad in a white gown.

A pure white White Scale with a single-eyed serpentine body.

The Dragon-Headed Human-Bodied Great Spirit of Desire was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Rongfang pondered briefly, but seeing the three Residual Gods rushing out and colliding with the Sea Dragon God, he temporarily set aside the absence of the Great Spirit of Desire, awaiting the outcome.

The three Residual Gods collided head-on with the charging Sea Dragon God.

With a tremendous crash.

The ice layers around the Sea Dragon God shattered instantly, like countless shards of glass.

She was surrounded by deep blue streams of water interspersed with ribbons of ice.

These ribbons spun rapidly around her, like chainsaws, emitting a chilling friction sound. They continuously sliced through the flesh of nearby opponents.

As time slowly passed, the battle between the three Residual Gods and the Sea Dragon God grew more intense, expanding in scope.

This was the first time Zhang Rongfang saw a deity that could remain unscathed even under the assault of multiple Residual Gods.

’It seems that as I improve, the deities attached to me can no longer keep up with my rate of progress...’ He suddenly understood the essence of the matter.

After all, what clung to him was just the consciousness of the Residual Gods, not their true selves.

When confronting a Sea Dragon God with a statue host at this moment, such a level was finally losing its effect.

He sighed lightly.

Zhang Rongfang raised his right hand, palm facing downward.

"Blood River."

Whoosh!!!

A mass of viscous blood-red liquid dropped from his palm.

Like a waterfall of blood, it continuously expanded outward from his center in all directions.

In an instant, the nearby deep-blue streams of water came into contact with the blood, raising a large mist of white bubbles.

The originally blue streams were instantly dyed red by the blood.

But this time, unlike Zhang Rongfang had imagined, it didn’t completely dissolve immediately.

The water and blood battled and corroded each other, producing masses of dense bubbles that floated upwards.

He could feel his blood rapidly depleting.

Similarly, the blue in the Sea Dragon God’s seawater was also quickly fading.

"A war of attrition?" Zhang Rongfang squinted his eyes.

With his current life attribute over a thousand points, he wanted to see who would triumph in the end, him or the Sea Dragon God.

One minute...

Two minutes....

Three minutes!

Suddenly, the surrounding streams dispersed, the mist vanished, and the blue receded.

An enraged dragon roar exploded by Zhang Rongfang’s ear.

The mysterious fog finally completely cleared.

His vision flickered, and he found himself back in the subterranean palace.

Directly in front of him was the statue of the Sea Dragon God with a human face and a dragon’s body.

Crack.

An abrupt crack appeared on the statue’s head.

’Is it over?’ White Scales’ voice carried a hint of fatigue.

"Over?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly moved to the left, vacating his original position.

Swish!!!

In that instant, a red Spiritual Line shot through where he had just stood, piercing the wall of the underground palace, flying into an unknown depth.

Zhang Rongfang looked again at the statue, and at this point, the Sea Dragon God’s statue completely shattered, crumbling into a heap of bronze debris all over the ground.

The original black and blue surfaces disappeared, transforming completely into a uniform bronze color.

"Now it’s truly over." Zhang Rongfang said calmly.

’...How did you know? That the Sea Dragon God would ambush just now!?’ White Scales couldn’t comprehend.

Her consciousness had been with Zhang Rongfang all along, yet she had no clue how this guy cultivated, suddenly acquiring so many abilities.

From the previous soundwave technique to the earlier evasive maneuver that seemed like foresight.

"Self-created Martial Arts." Zhang Rongfang replied.

’Self-created!!?’ White Scales was stunned even within the Void.

His body structure was inherently different from a human’s, yet he claimed self-creation!? Is this really feasible through Martial Arts!? She had never seen anything like it in all her years!

Zhang Rongfang chuckled, ignoring White Scales, and moved closer to the statue.

This time, the shattered statue fragments had completely lost their former divine might. They lay quietly on the ground like ordinary objects.

Some of these fragments might serve as materials for crafting magical weapons, making them quite useful.

He intended to pack them all up to take with him.

As he approached, Zhang Rongfang’s eyes suddenly paused as they noted something on the back of one fragment.

There...

That is...!?

The smile on his face instantly faded, replaced by solemnity and gravity.

He bent down, picked up the fragment gently, and examined the line of symbols on its reverse side.

’What is this?’ White Scales noticed his unusual behavior. ’Do you recognize it?’

’No...’ Zhang Rongfang replied.

’If you don’t recognize it, why the face?’ White Scales asked confusedly.

’I’ve seen similar symbols before...’ Zhang Rongfang answered softly.

He carefully tucked the fragment into his lower back.

The skin on his waist secreted blood, enveloping the fragment, and formed a new pocket attached to the blood robe.

"Let’s go." Zhang Rongfang said no more, turned around, and walked in the direction of the underground palace’s exit.

Although the battle just now was intense, in the end, it was merely a clash with the divine will’s intention within the mysterious fog space.

It had no actual impact on reality.

The space enveloped by the enigmatic mist was indeed peculiar.

It was isolated from reality yet capable of inflicting severe harm on living beings in the real world, much like a purely mental space.

Combined with the line of symbols Zhang Rongfang saw with his own eyes, that eerie sense of familiarity...

He had substantial conjectures about the essence of deities.

’Hey, you still haven’t answered me, what did those symbols mean earlier? You definitely understood them, right?’ White Scales shouted in his consciousness.

But Zhang Rongfang couldn’t be bothered with her anymore.