Chapter 569
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Chapter 569: McLaren in the Mist
“Many deities can break into my ‘heartscape,’ but to come in so easily… this is the first time I’ve seen it.”
Chen Fuzi shook his head helplessly, slowly lifting the teapot in his hand to fill the empty cup in front of Aisis with tea.
The steaming hot tea poured into the porcelain cup, rising with a faint mist, while the emerald green tea leaves gently swirled in the cup, releasing a delicate fragrance.
“Life will always find a way out,” Aisis said with a smile.
She turned her head to look at the uniquely scenic Chinese courtyard outside the window, her jade-like fingers pointing to a low stone covered in grass. “Even if the cracks in this hard stone are narrow, they cannot stop the nourishment of life.”
As her words fell, a strange green sprout grew from the side of the cup that Chen Fuzi was holding.
Chen Fuzi stood frozen in place.
This porcelain cup had no gaps at all, but after the sprout emerged, fine cracks began to spread from the root, becoming denser as the sprout grew…
Bang—!
A few seconds later, the cup in Chen Fuzi’s hand exploded, the sprout having grown to the size of a thumb, gently falling to the ground at his feet.
Scalding tea splashed onto Chen Fuzi’s robe, soaking a patch of it. He silently stared at the fragments of the cup in his hand, a hint of bitterness appearing in his eyes.
“This was my favorite tea set…”
“Oh, I’m truly sorry about that.”
Aisis’s smile grew even brighter.
Under the overcast sky, the speeding carriage on the surface of the sea began to visibly sprout dense vegetation—sprouts, grass roots, flower buds… a variety of plants grew at an astonishing speed, quickly covering the carriage completely.
A few seconds later, a loud explosion was heard as the entire carriage shattered from the center!
Fortunately, this time, the young scholar was not on the carriage; Chen Fuzi had left him by the seaside before coming here. In battles of this level, being caught up in it would mean certain death.
At the moment the carriage shattered, Chen Fuzi, dressed in a gray robe, was thrown out, blood staining his chest, and he plunged headfirst into the rolling waves.
On the other side, a girl in a green dress stepped through the void, slowly turning her head to look at the golden Buddha figure battling the Earth God Geb.
After hesitating for a moment, she took a step forward, arriving above the golden Buddha figure.
Almost at the instant the carriage exploded and Chen Fuzi was injured, Ye Fan sensed the terrifying aura emanating from this goddess of life. Her presence was the most powerful and robust among the four Egyptian gods.
Among the four human powerhouses present, no one could compare to her… of all the people Ye Fan had seen, the only one who might have the strength to defeat her was Zhou Ping.
But Zhou Ping was not here.
Seeing Chen Fuzi injured, Ye Fan felt a heaviness in his heart. He looked up at Aisis above him, murmuring softly as a massive golden hand shot toward her body like lightning.
The hand compressed the air, producing a thunderous explosion, and brilliant Buddha light swirled as the palm’s pattern rapidly enlarged in Aisis’s eyes.
She snorted coldly, extending her own pale, jade-like hand to strike back!
At the moment the two hands collided in mid-air, a howling gale instantly compressed the sea water below, creating a circular pit several kilometers wide, which then spun rapidly, forming a bottomless whirlpool.
The Buddha light surrounding Ye Fan shattered inch by inch. He let out a muffled grunt, his form returning to its original size as he staggered back two steps.
In contrast, the girl in the green dress, Aisis, merely took a gentle step back.
Ye Fan looked at her with an extremely serious expression.
Boom—!!
In the next moment, two massive deep-sea boulders flew from beneath Ye Fan, creating two towering waves that crashed toward him!
Each of these boulders was the size of an island, their surfaces uneven and emitting a dim glow, bearing down on Ye Fan with terrifying force!
Ye Fan swiftly sheathed his straight knife, his palms radiating blinding Buddha light as he forcefully braced against the two rapidly approaching island-sized boulders, his muscles bulging as explosive power surged forth.
He managed to hold the two boulders at his sides.
Clenching his teeth, he resembled an enraged Vajra, every muscle in his body trembling.
One Earth God was already enough of a headache; now, with the addition of the overwhelmingly powerful Aisis, this had completely exceeded his capacity to cope…
This was a joint attack from two of the Nine Pillars Gods.
Aisis’s green dress fluttered gently in the wind as she expressionlessly walked on the rolling sea, approaching Ye Fan, who was struggling to support the two islands, her fingertip lightly raised.
At that moment, a faint electrical sound came from Ye Fan’s waist, as if a signal was being connected.
The pixelated walkie-talkie lit up with a red light once more.
A cool female voice came from the walkie-talkie.
“I’m here.”
Upon hearing this voice, Ye Fan was momentarily stunned, then he couldn’t help but smile…
The sound of rushing water came from afar!
Aisis frowned, sensing something, and turned to look toward the edge of the sea.
At the edge of this apocalyptic sea, endless water seemed to come alive, transforming into countless tiny pixel particles that gathered on the surface, stitching together into massive pillars that plunged into the seabed. Above these pillars, a pixelated wide avenue rapidly formed!
A high bridge rising above the sea was being constructed from the mist.
The appearance of this high bridge instantly captured nearly everyone’s attention.
“What is that…?” Guan was filled with confusion upon seeing this scene.
“A high bridge?” Lu Wuwei, flying in the sky with a little yellow duck, was taken aback. “A high bridge coming from the mist? How is that possible…”
Aisis stood on the surface of the sea, frowning as she gazed at the rapidly constructed pixelated high bridge. After a moment, her gaze fell on the far end of the bridge, still shrouded in hazy mist…
There, it seemed something was approaching.
Vroom…
A low engine sound faintly emerged from the mist.
A deep gray, apocalyptic-painted McLaren burst through the thick fog, its modified engine roaring like a beast under the dark sky. It crashed through the towering waves rolling toward the high bridge, racing toward the other side of the bridge like lightning.
In the driver’s seat of the McLaren, a figure draped in a tattered black cloak gripped the steering wheel with one hand, while the other held a pixelated black walkie-talkie, calmly watching the end of the high bridge, where the goddess in the green dress stood.
The window rolled down slightly, and the wild sea breeze rushed in through the gap, blowing the tattered black hood back a bit, revealing a few strands of silvery long hair that fell over her shoulder, gently swaying.
