Chapter 614: Chapter 189: System, Upgrade Points! Witch Immortal: He’s more like an Evil God than I am! (10,000-word mega Chapter, please subscribe)_6
At the same time, the Witch Immortal’s voice... also rang out, "Do not think that by using a special trump card, you can oppose me. Even now, you are still incapable of bridging the vast gap between us!"
The words had barely left his lips.
Swirling around the Witch Immortal’s body, those clusters of black flames transformed into sharply pointed tendrils, lashing towards the enormous stone sphere hovering in mid-air!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
The black flames formed tentacles that easily penetrated the sphere, and each tentacle aimed straight for the very center with the intention of turning Fan Wu, who was inside the center of the sphere, into something resembling a hedgehog.
As for whether Fan Wu’s physical body would be torn to pieces?
The Witch Immortal did not care.
Because this Qiulong Temple’s Fan Wu, even without a shred of flesh on his body, could still become His slave. All that was needed was his soul, even if it was just a single soul and spirit, that wouldn’t be a big problem.
...
Meanwhile.
Elsewhere.
Yun Jiuqing and the others, who had run who knows how far, were now gasping for breath, completely exhausted. They had fled with all their might and were also encumbered by someone far weaker.
Yun Jiuqing and Xing Fengzi finally understood how difficult it must have been for Daoist Fan Wu when he was leading them.
Of course, this was merely their speculation. As for whether Daoist Fan Wu felt pain while trying to protect them, who knew?
Perhaps for Daoist Fan Wu, it was just a trivial task.
"Huff! Huff! No... no more!" Yun Jiuqing was on the brink of collapse from exhaustion, her breathing as laborious as a bellows. She released one hand that had been holding onto Liu Feng’s shoulder, desperately swallowing the scant saliva left in her mouth, trying to soothe her burning throat a little.
Then, in that moment of haste, she quickly turned to look back into the distance.
Thereafter, she saw in the far distance, towering in the sky, an enormous stone sphere, and numerous black, sharp tendrils piercing right through it.
Transforming it into a hedgehog.
Or rather...
It more closely resembled a sea urchin.
The scene left Yun Jiuqing utterly gobsmacked; she swallowed hard and speculated, "Could it be that inside that massive stone sphere is Daoist Priest Fan?"
Because in Yun Jiuqing’s memory, Daoist Priest Fan didn’t seem to use such spells.
This was not Daoist Fan Wu’s style of fighting.
Which means... the massive stone sphere must be the work of the Witch Immortal, and the black tendrils that pierced the stone sphere should be those black flames from the Witch Immortal.
Hiss!
If Daoist Priest Fan was truly inside that stone sphere, wouldn’t that be extremely dangerous?
Even though Yun Jiuqing had great trust in Fan Wu, the other party was, after all, a very powerful Evil God, one who had even corrupted gods from the Heavenly Court.
Such an Evil God.
Was not to be underestimated at all!!
"Daoist Fan Wu seems to be at a disadvantage," Xing Fengzi said earnestly, despite knowing that it wasn’t appropriate to speak such disheartening words at a time like this, lest it dampen their own and others’ morale.
It’s not that his emotional intelligence isn’t high, it’s just that he’s too honest, saying whatever is on his mind.
Xing Fengzi said gravely, "The strength of the Witch Immortal in the crevice’s small world will be even greater than his strength outside!"
Yun Jiuqing was startled, "Why?"
"Because this particular crevice’s small world was created by the Witch Immortal. This small world might only be as big as a human county or just a bit bigger than a small county. Yet, in such a small world that isn’t very large, it’s the Witch Immortal’s home field!"
Xing Fengzi began to explain, "That is to say, the Witch Immortal, the Evil God, is now fighting in his home field, whereas Daoist Fan Wu this time has entered the Witch Immortal’s turf."
"Think of the two sides... as if one is the defending soldiers in a city and the other is the attacking soldiers."
"The Witch Immortal, the Evil God, is certainly the defenders, while Daoist Fan Wu is among the attackers. Generally speaking, the defenders will possess a great advantage, perhaps only needing a hundred men to hold off five hundred attackers."
With a hiss, on hearing this, Yun Jiuqing couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air, "Isn’t Daoist Priest Fan’s situation extremely dire then?"
"No... no, that’s not right!" Before Xing Fengzi could answer, Yun Jiuqing shook her head in denial.
She muttered, "Even if that Witch Immortal is incredibly powerful, Daoist Priest Fan can definitely take care of him."
Behind them,
Liu Feng, who had been dragged along forcefully to this distant place, was dumbfounded as he stared at the cataclysmic scene in the distance. He no longer knew what words to use to describe what his eyes were seeing.
He only knew that both Daoist Fan Wu and the Witch Immortal in the small crevice world were beings beyond his reach for a lifetime. They were the most powerful and terrifying entities he had ever encountered in his life!
Perhaps.
Either of them, taken at random, could flatten the Liu family in the Great Yan Imperial City!
"It’s... it’s astonishing."
He murmured to himself.
...
"Had you begged for mercy from me at once... perhaps I would have spared you from such torment," the Witch Immortal said coldly as he looked at the giant stone ball that had been pierced countless times by spears.
"If you... hm?" Just as the Witch Immortal was about to say something else, he suddenly sensed something unusual occurring.
Crack—
Crack—
It was as if some strange, faint sound had begun to resound at that moment, making the Witch Immortal feel extremely uneasy.
Suddenly!
He watched wide-eyed as the giant stone ball, suspended in mid-air and pierced by numerous huge, sharp, black flame tentacles, began to show numerous fine cracks on its surface.
"What?!!" he exclaimed as the words escaped his lips. The giant stone ball exploded with a bang, chunks of rock flying in all directions, and a figure plummeted straight down.
The Witch Immortal could see very clearly that the falling figure was none other than Fan Wu of Qiulong Temple!
And moreover...
He appeared.
Unhurt!
...
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