Chapter 800: Chapter 187: Fang Che’s Greatest Crisis
What the hell... what the hell... is this place?
What kind of Sea of Divine Soul is this? It’s like a mountain collapsing and ocean flooding, this is just madness!
In any case, if a person’s sea of consciousness turns into something like this, isn’t that person either dead or insane?
But how come it’s like this now?
He was repeatedly battered by giant waves in the Sea of Divine Sense, slowly getting used to it, slowly adapting.
Just as he was feeling that things were manageable, another massive wave of Divine Soul rushed over.
He dove right in, riding the force of the giant wave... feeling secretly delighted, finally finding a way.
Yet suddenly he let out a pained groan.
"Damn... such thick Evil Qi!"
The Dream Demon was taken aback.
Within this wave, the Evil Qi was almost solid.
Puff puff puff...
Tiny, shallow holes appeared instantly on the Dream Demon’s indestructible soul body.
"Awaaah..."
The Dream Demon screamed.
"How could a Deacon of the Guardian Hall possess such Evil Qi... wait, this Evil Qi seems somewhat familiar..."
While pondering, the Dream Demon couldn’t recall immediately.
Then he was washed over wave after wave, in extreme pain.
But he was confident that even if this Sea of Divine Sense was in such chaos, as long as he didn’t resist, without any backlash, it would eventually calm down.
By then, this place would be entirely his territory.
Right at this moment...
A little elf appeared riding a giant wave, eyes scrutinizing the Dream Demon: "Who are you?"
Dream Demon: "???"
What... the hell is happening?
As he was wondering, he saw the Golden Horned Flood Dragon appear behind the little elf: "Boss, it’s him, he wants to eat me!"
The little elf snorted, suddenly waved a small hand, and a spear appeared in hand.
In a childish voice, he shouted.
"Junlin Nine Forms, First Form!"
With a puff, the spear pierced the Dream Demon’s chest!
"Wowah!"
The Dream Demon was stabbed and flew backward.
Feeling immense pain, this spear... could actually hurt him?
No, this is, this is damn Divine Attribute Metal?
And a native of Divine Attribute Metal was launching a Divine Soul Power attack!
If it were just the Divine Attribute Metal natives, it naturally wouldn’t hurt the Dream Demon, but why is there such concentrated Evil Qi on the spear tip of this damn Divine Attribute Metal!?
The Dream Demon became fierce, biting the spear tip.
While Evil Qi may hurt him, both of them being Divine Souls, as long as he wasn’t injured, he could in fact devour the Evil Qi!
He bit down hard!
Swallowing forcefully!
But with a flash of black light...
The Dream Demon screamed and flew away, his head exploded directly. Countless wisps of the Dream Demon’s Divine Soul dispersed into Fang Che’s Sea of Divine Sense, becoming part of it.
With the division of waves, Fang Che’s Divine Soul Power gradually assimilated them completely.
The Dream Demon’s body fled rapidly, using his Soul Power to quickly repair himself, with a swipe he grew another head.
But from his eyes, it was evident he was terrified to the extreme.
"Oh my god... how could there be such a place, such divine sense, such a person in this world!"
The Dream Demon howled in despair: "This damn spear tip’s divine sense, it’s been devoured, refined, and purified... this is such a bastard..."
He guessed correctly.
All the Evil Qi concentrated on the spear tip was swallowed and filtered by the Golden Horned Flood Dragon. Then specially purified by the little elf, refined together with the Divine Attribute Metal, and attached to the spear tip.
Already an inseparable part of the Netherworld.
The Dream Demon swallowed it whole, as if swallowing the spear tip into his mouth.
The little elf directly unleashed the Junlin Nine Forms, exploding the Dream Demon’s head.
But all the twists and turns among them, the Dream Demon didn’t know, nor could he guess. Because even the owner, Fang Che, didn’t know about these things.
The Dream Demon now felt like he’d arrived in a dead end!
Damn, such regret, I shouldn’t have come in.
The Dream Demon wailed miserably.
In someone else’s Sea of Divine Sense, it was truly like calling for help from the heavens and not being answered, calling for help from the earth to no avail!
Not even able to contact the Celestial Worm God.
Originally, his Divine Soul, due to a lucky coincidence, was granted a bit of divine favor, a sliver of Divine Thought, separated from the soul fragment of the Celestial Worm God that had been shattered by Junlin tens of thousands of years ago, and this formed the Dream Demon.
By this sliver of Divine Thought, the Dream Demon could maintain a weak connection with the Celestial Worm God even during chaotic times.
At crucial moments, he could even self-destruct and sacrifice part of his Divine Soul to receive distant soul support from the Celestial Worm God. Although a very weak power, it ensured the immortality of the Dream Demon’s Divine Soul!
Thus the Immortal Body is born.
But now the situation is different. He’s invaded someone else’s sea of consciousness.
This place completely severed his connection with the Celestial Worm God.
Unless he could get out from here, or blow this place up, only then could he reconnect with the Divine Thought of the Celestial Worm God!
But to blow this place up...
The Dream Demon felt a deep sadness.
If I could blow this place up, would I need to come in here?
The spear tip flashed before him, and the little elf attacked again.
The little elf led the Golden Horned Flood Dragon, relentlessly pursuing the Dream Demon’s Divine Soul.
Though the battle efficiency was low, leveraging the power of Junlin Nine Forms, in this home ground with inherent suppression, each Divine Soul Spear could knock off some Divine Soul energy from the Dream Demon.
And the Golden Horned Flood Dragon followed behind like a wagging dog.
