Chapter 379
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Chapter 379: Six Paths of Reincarnation
It was…
Cao Yuan looked up at the figure floating in the sky, his expression slightly changing.
A god. Lin Qiye took a deep breath; that aura could only belong to a god.
No one understood the pressure of the divine better than Lin Qiye. Back in Cangnan, he had encountered Indra and even killed a manifestation of Loki.
But how could there be an outer god within Fengdu? How did it get in? Cao Yuan furrowed his brows.
Lin Qiye scrutinized the figure, combining the clues with the descriptions of the ghosts within that mansion, arriving at a bold hypothesis.
Perhaps it had always been here, never leaving.
…
The Emperor of Fengdu looked up at the figure in the sky, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Yan Mo. The Emperor of Fengdu’s voice echoed in the air, you have taken fragments of my Fengdu, and now you leave a projection here. What do you intend to do?
The pure black god floating in mid-air looked down at the Emperor of Fengdu, sneering as he spoke:
When we shattered Fengdu back then, I didn’t take those three bastards; I only took the smallest piece. Naturally, I had to leave a backup plan, coveting the last fragment… Unfortunately, with your imperial might here, even after all these years, I still cannot shake it even a little.
Yan Mo’s figure slowly descended, floating in front of the Emperor of Fengdu, looking at him with a hint of mockery, a strange light flickering in his eyes.
I didn’t expect you to return, and… you’re even weaker than before.
The corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled up. If I kill you here, your imperial might will be completely erased, and then the last fragment of Fengdu will fall into my hands.
The Emperor of Fengdu spoke indifferently, you can’t even shake my imperial might, yet you wish to kill me?
If you were at your peak, I would certainly run as far as I could. Yan Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, but now it’s different. In these past two years, we have figured out your weaknesses. Although the gods of Daxia have emerged, they are all reincarnated bodies, and their strength is not even close to what it once was…
Perhaps you still don’t know? The many divine kingdoms shrouded in mist are already subtly forming an alliance, intending to erase you before the gods of Daxia fully revive.
By then, with just your few reincarnated gods, can you withstand it?
Hearing this, the Emperor of Fengdu’s brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed again as he sneered:
You outer gods, each with your own treacherous thoughts, dare to turn your backs on each other? Even if you want to join forces to attack Daxia, who among you dares to take the lead?
Upon hearing this, Yan Mo’s gaze sharpened, his expression darkening.
Emperor of Fengdu, facing death, don’t think you can struggle. Today… I will take your corpse and your Fengdu ghost city.
Yan Mo sat cross-legged in mid-air, his hands forming a strange seal in front of his chest. The blood-red ripples in the sky suddenly surged violently, and a ghostly face, formed from countless blood-colored vengeful spirits, roared as it fell from the sky!
This ghostly face nearly occupied one-third of the sky above Fengdu, and the wailing cries echoed in the air. The mouth of the ghostly face opened wide, its corners splitting to the roots of its ears, as if it intended to swallow the Emperor of Fengdu below.
The imperial robe on the Emperor of Fengdu rustled loudly. He looked up at the approaching ghostly face, his expression remarkably calm.
Though I am a reincarnated body, you are merely a projection. To kill me… you are not qualified.
He raised his arm, gently pressing his palm toward the sky. A mighty aura of death from the underworld gathered, transforming into a gigantic hand that directly slapped toward the blood-colored ghostly face in the air!
The black hand collided with the blood-colored ghostly face, which was instantly dispersed in the air. The vanishing blood-colored vengeful spirits transformed into a thick red cloud, gradually being devoured by the underworld death aura, disappearing without a trace.
Seeing this scene, Yan Mo’s expression darkened, and just as he was about to act, his body suddenly froze.
The Emperor of Fengdu, who had been standing on the floating stone slab, had vanished. Yan Mo seemed to sense something and quickly looked up.
Under the black dome, the Emperor of Fengdu stood in the air, his black robe with golden patterns billowing without wind. He gently beckoned, and an ancient-looking black throne flew out from the imperial palace, hovering behind him.
The Emperor of Fengdu slowly sat on the divine throne, looking down at Yan Mo below, and spoke slowly:
Yan Mo, don’t forget, this is Fengdu… my divine kingdom.
As his voice fell, a silver light suddenly burst forth from the void in front of the throne, and a massive silver sphere floated in mid-air, its surface surrounded by six silver rings, spinning chaotically in the air, making one dizzy just by looking at it.
The moment the silver sphere appeared, an ancient and mysterious pressure of the Great Dao suddenly descended upon Fengdu, as if some law had changed, profoundly mysterious.
Yan Mo’s expression changed drastically upon seeing the silver sphere!
The Emperor of Fengdu sat on the throne, slowly speaking: You wanted Fengdu, didn’t you? Its core is right here. The six paths of reincarnation… can you handle it?
He flipped his palm, and a silver ring emerged from the surface of the sphere, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky, heading straight for Yan Mo’s face!
Yan Mo frowned, seemingly having made a decision. He turned and transformed into a streak of light, speeding away into the distance, but the silver ring merely trembled lightly and expanded infinitely, instantly enveloping all of Fengdu!
This silver ring that covered all of Fengdu naturally ensnared Yan Mo within it. The Emperor of Fengdu lightly flicked his finger, and the ring began to shrink at an astonishing speed!
Within the silver ring, no matter how fast Yan Mo moved, he still found himself being drawn back toward the center, rapidly retreating to his original position.
Emperor of Fengdu! Yan Mo, furious and embarrassed, raised his head and shouted, you dare to use the power of Daxia’s laws? If my true body were here, you wouldn’t be able to trap me so easily!
Why can’t I use the laws I created myself? The Emperor of Fengdu sat on the throne, speaking leisurely.
He flicked his finger again, and two more silver rings emerged from the sphere, once again enveloping Yan Mo’s body, rapidly closing in from three different angles toward the center!
Yan Mo. The Emperor of Fengdu’s eyes narrowed as he watched the disheveled Yan Mo below, his voice filled with chilling killing intent. You tell Osiris, Hades, and Satan that the fragments of Fengdu they took from here…
I will take them back one by one, with interest!
He flicked his finger, and the three silver rings sliced through the air like three razor-thin blades, instantly severing Yan Mo’s head!
