goodnovel Chapter 577 - 542 Another Plot 4_2
Chapter 577 - 542 Another Plot 4_2
"Ding Yu!" Zhang Rongfang called out loudly from a distance.
"Watcher!?" Ding Yu was still distracted by the explosion at the tavern just now.
Suddenly hearing the call, his body jolted, and he quickly turned his head toward the sound.
His expression brightened, but soon turned anxious.
"Watcher, leave quickly!! You shouldn’t be here, it’s a trap!!"
"I promised you before." Zhang Rongfang said calmly, "As Confucius said, a gentleman’s word is his bond!"
"Watcher!!" Ding Yu’s heart tightened, trying to speak again but suddenly his body went limp, and he knelt to the ground, completely powerless, face pale.
Zhang Rongfang’s heart sank. He quickly landed, stepped forward, and lifted Ding Yu up, immediately employing dark vision to check his pulse and assess the situation.
Just then, he suddenly sensed something was off.
Snap.
His hand was tightly held by Ding Yu’s, refusing to let go.
At the same time, Ding Yu’s eyes suddenly widened, pupils shining with a dark green light that brightened rapidly.
Whoosh!!
A beam of green light shot from his forehead, aiming directly at Zhang Rongfang’s.
But it seemed as if Zhang Rongfang had anticipated it; he moved his face slightly, narrowly avoiding it.
After being dodged, the green light bizarrely turned and flew back from behind, rushing toward Zhang Rongfang again.
Before it could get close.
Boom!!
The green light exploded completely, transforming into a pale green mist, enveloping a range of tens of meters around.
"Mysterious Mist of Doubt!?" Zhang Rongfang instantly recognized the nature of the mist.
His face solemn, he stood up.
’No! It’s not just the Mysterious Mist of Doubt, this is... the will descent obtained from the Earth Mother Spiritual Line’s self-explosion!! They’re trying to pull your consciousness into the Void!!’ Suddenly, the voice of Residual God Bai Ling erupted in his mind.
"Escape quickly!!"
"Void!!?" Zhang Rongfang’s expression turned sharp as he gently laid Ding Yu down, looking up at the mist in front.
"Can’t the ones on me hold it?!" he asked in a deep voice.
"What tier are we!? What tier is the Earth Mother!? You must immediately sit and close your eyes, sever the Spirit Core, and abolish your Cultivation of Literature! I’ll help you escape the Mysterious Mist of Doubt!! Quick, quick, quick!!" Bai Ling replied rapidly.
Sss...
At this moment, amidst the mist, a glowing green shadow like mud quickly spread toward them.
Within the green shadow were countless green threads, wriggling and crawling like worms.
The entire green light seemed to be slowly replacing the Mysterious Mist of Doubt, pulling everything around into a massive glow composed entirely of green threads.
Zhang Rongfang lifted his foot to retreat but turned back to find large patches of green light spreading behind as well.
"It’s over.... It’s over!! The Spirit Flying Heaven Earth Mother has personally acted, what a privilege you have! This method against other gods and buddhas is targeted at you!" Bai Ling’s tone carried a trace of despair.
"You know it’s over before I’ve made a move?" Zhang Rongfang seemed less panicked than her.
"Do you think just those three Innate Gods on you can withstand the Spirit Flying Church’s Earth Mother, a top-tier god in the Void!? Even if it’s just one of her Spiritual Lines unfolding, they might block most, but the slightest bit that leaks through would mean your certain death!
Don’t be fooled because we’re in the Mysterious Mist of Doubt now; when we emerge, your body will become a living dead, unable to move, unable to die, unable to live, void of consciousness, knowing nothing!" Bai Ling gritted her teeth urgently.
"Your only solution now is to immediately abolish your Cultivation of Literature Spirit Core, otherwise..."
"Why not try first?" Zhang Rongfang’s expression remained calm.
"Try? How do you plan to try when you’re in the Mysterious Mist of Doubt!!" Bai Ling shouted irritably. She couldn’t imagine any chance for a reversal.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang raised his hand and slashed his wrist.
The sharp fingertip instantly cut open the wrist artery; a large pool of blood gushed out, soaking the sleeve, dripping to the ground.
"Your blood can resist the divine will, but the Earth Mother Goddess is too strong. This time she sent a Void original Spiritual Line, even higher than the highest Spirit General’s black Spiritual Line. It’s the fundamental essence of gods! Your little blood can’t resist it!" Bai Ling exclaimed.
"Is that so?" Zhang Rongfang’s eyes glowed faintly red.
Heavy blood like thick sludge dripped from his wrist to the ground, forming a round pool of blood.
Strangely, the blood seemed to be alive, continuously spreading and expanding from the blood pool at Zhang Rongfang’s feet.
As the blood pool expanded.
The surrounding Mysterious Mist of Doubt also seemed to encounter an enemy, thickening quickly, rushing toward the blood pool.
The moment the mist and blood touched, a fierce corrosive hissing sounded.
"It won’t work! No matter how much you bleed yourself dry, it won’t be enough."
Bai Ling kept shouting.
Whoosh!
Zhang Rongfang stabbed his hand into the blood vessel on the side of his neck, pulling out, forcefully yanking out a handful of crimson blood vessels.
A large pool of blood sprayed and splattered everywhere.
The blood grew more...
More...
Continuously expanding, spreading from his feet.
The blood pool expanded from a diameter of three meters to five meters, to ten meters, to twenty meters.
Bai Ling initially kept yelling, but when the blood pool exceeded ten meters, her voice gradually decreased.
When it expanded to twenty meters, a faintly massive strange blood-colored shadow began to emerge above the blood pool. As the bat-winged human form gradually took shape.
The blood pool started to suppress the expansion of the green shadow.
"You... how much blood do you have!?" Bai Ling felt her worldview shattered.
"Isn’t your blood ever-ending!?" She couldn’t comprehend Zhang Rongfang’s current state.
"Bleeding?" Zhang Rongfang showed an unprecedented comfortable expression at that moment.
"I’m not bleeding." He replied softly.
At the same time extending his hand, pointing to the blood pool beneath him.
"Haven’t you noticed? They’re circulating."
"Circulating!?" Bai Ling suddenly paused, looking down, surprised to realize.
The blood pool beneath Zhang Rongfang was continually flowing back into his body, while new blood surged out from his skin.
Meaning, this blood pool, though outside, was still circulating with Zhang Rongfang’s body and heart!
It’s as if.... this entire blood pool is his body!!
"What... What kind of technique is this?!?"
Bai Ling couldn’t fathom it anymore; this technique, this response.... unprecedented! Unseen in a lifetime!!
"I’ve thought very early on, since my blood is the strongest weapon against gods, then what method should I use to fully utilize it?
So I conceived the Twelve Immortal Technique."
Zhang Rongfang walked forward step by step, the massive blood pool at his feet also boiling, continuously spreading and expanding forward.
Mist and blood pool constantly counteracted, with the surrounding mist getting lighter and thinner.
"And this."
Zhang Rongfang spread his arms.
"I named it.... Blood River."