Chapter 66: Consequences
The devastating fusion of black plasma, sub zero gale, and soul shivering sonic vibration crashed squarely onto the target.
The Symphony and Flames of the Frost Dragon killer move hit the immortal beast with the absolute, unbridled fury of three peak-stage Ascendant lifelines combined into one single point of impact.
The impact was so great that even the immortal beast let out a loud cry of pain.
A concussive shockwave rippled outward across the muddy plains, flattening everything within a hundred meters and tearing the remaining grass straight out by its roots.
For the first time since its descent into the mortal plane, the eyeless, snow white creature let out a genuine, guttural roar of pure biological agony that shook the very clouds directly above the parted circle of the sky.
The sheer density of the two elemental paths and one musical path forced the creature backward, enveloping its pristine, white muscular frame in a churning vortex of black fire and freezing mist.
Evan and Peaker shielded their bleeding faces, the blistering shockwave threatening to lift them off their feet even at a twenty meter distance.
When the smoke cleared, revealing the scorched and battered epicenter of the crater, the terrifying invincibility of the entity appeared fractured.
The immortal beast could be seen panting heavily, its chest heaving in rapid, desperate gasps. Its knees were on the ground along with its palms, anchoring its massive, extraordinarily muscular frame into the boiling mud.
The brilliant, snow white flesh that had previously rejected every mortal law was now marred by deep, horrific anomalies.
The immense Qi consumed from executing such a monumental killer move left the three supreme elders panting too.
Their apertures were nearly hollowed out by the effort.
The internal strain was simply too much to maintain, with a series of fading, icy cracks, the ice path hunched woman turned back to normal from the frost dragon, her massive reptilian frame shrinking into her fragile, elderly mortal shape.
The fire path elder stumbled out of the dissipation, his flaming red hair dying down to a dull, smoky copper, while the musical path elder clutched his ruined, stringless violin like a crutch.
And like that, the three of them just stood there, their bodies trembling from exhaustion, their eyes wide as they stared at the crater.
They had successfully brought an immortal to its knees, but there was no triumph on the field.
The immortal beast now bore black injuries across its body, the flesh charred by the Flames of Agony and fractured by the wind.
From what Evan could see through his blurred, blood rimmed vision... the immortal beast was angry beyond control. The featureless face of the monster twitched violently, and the raw muscles of its torso rippled with a terrifying, secondary surge of vital force.
"Consequences are never pleasant," Evan said, his voice a flat, rasping whisper as he watched the beast’s aura begin to mutate into something far darker.
The immortal beast violently snapped its head upward, its blind face locking onto the three exhausted ascendants.
It stood up, its massive legs straightening with an unnatural, terrifying rigidity, and screamed toward the three elders, "Raaaahhh!"
The sound was no longer a cry of pain, it was a declaration of absolute, unmitigated slaughter.
Leaving a trail of boiling mud in its wake, the white monster ran toward the three of them, its speed far surpassing anything it had displayed before, transcending the physical limits of the terrain.
"Fuck it," said the fire path supreme elder, his voice devoid of hope as he tried to raise his trembling hands to form a rudimentary flame barrier.
The distance closed in a fraction of a heartbeat.
The beast reached a mere five meters away from the three supreme elders, its shadow completely enveloping their fragile, exhausted forms.
Without breaking its stride, it jumped half a meter into the air, its white, muscular body suspended perfectly against the backdrop of the stormy night, and then clapped its hands once toward the elders.
Immortal beasts were entities that existed entirely outside the mortal understanding of cultivation. They were below level 0, meaning there was no way to classify them within the standard ranks of human progression. While a human cultivator strained to maintain a single central aperture, every immortal beast possessed three apertures inside its body. Hence, they also held immortal worms inside their apertures. The Qi inside their apertures was far more nourished and potentially stronger than any mortal Qi, that was the exact reason why an immortal aperture could store immortal worms whereas mortal apertures could not. A mortal body would have simply torn itself apart under the sheer, unyielding weight of an immortal law, but the beast’s triple aperture system handled it effortlessly.
The beast right here possessed an immortal worm inside its aperture named Wind Splitter.
Right then, it activated the worm by clapping its hands.
The result of this action was huge, altering the literal geography of the region.
The moment the white palms met, there was no sound of a handclap. Instead, a silent, invisible line of absolute spatial severance expanded outward from the beast’s fingertips.
The three supreme elders were all dead instantly.
They did not even have the time to scream or register the failure of their defenses, the invisible line passed through their torsos, vaporizing their flesh, their apertures, and their protective auras into a fine, crimson mist that vanished into the falling rain.
But the strike did not stop there.
The conceptual line of the Wind Splitter continued its forward trajectory, slicing across the empty plains with terrifying, unchecked velocity.
It traveled hundreds of meters into the background, hitting the massive, ancient hill of the Supreme Elders behind them.
The hill that had been present for centuries, a geological monument that had withstood the erosion of time and the wars of generations, got cut clean in two.
A massive, vertical fissure split the mountain from its highest peak down to its rocky base, and the two massive halves slowly groaned as they began to lean away from each other.
Evan stared at the split mountain, his breath caught completely in his throat, his mind entirely blank.
"Hell."
