FVN Chapter 1711 The Game, A Decisive Strike!
Chapter 1711 The Game, A Decisive Strike!
far away.
Clad in a blood-red robe, he resembled an ancient, bloodthirsty deity standing in mid-air as a high priest, yet his blood-red eyes showed no surprise whatsoever.
There was only a chilling, knowing look in his eyes.
The slight curve at the corner of his mouth seemed even more pronounced.
In the deepest part of those eyes, darker than the abyss and crimson than a sea of blood, two slivers of icy light, thinner and sharper than needle tips, flashed by!
"very good!"
A silent yet incredibly powerful word exploded in the deepest recesses of His heart:
"This priest fears nothing but you—"
Truly indifferent!
As long as you still have "desires" and are still "weighing" them?
If you still harbor any侥幸 (a sense of侥幸, a feeling of getting away with something), then you will inevitably fall into my trap!
In an instant!
The high priest's blood-red eyes, which seemed capable of piercing through the netherworld and seeing through all the realms, opened and closed slightly!
Two faint, almost invisible, yet terrifyingly penetrating, blood-red eyes swept out silently from its center, like an invisible laser matrix!
In an instant, everything within sight...
The structure of the void, the flow of energy, and even the subtle ripples of the laws were all clearly visible to Him!
locking!
It only took—less than half a breath!
suddenly.
The blood-red gaze suddenly stopped!
It focuses with extreme precision on a seemingly empty, ordinary node in the void—
This is exactly where Cheng Buzheng's paper doll was located!
A terrifying power began to surge, about to burst forth along the will that had locked onto the gaze, completely imprisoning and crushing that space into the most basic spatial dust.
Just as the uninvited guests, who had fallen into the trap, were about to be completely crushed into dust—
The high priest's movements stopped abruptly, without warning, and without warning!
The immense power of the laws that was about to be unleashed was as if it had crashed into an invisible wall of sighs, and was forcefully and completely suppressed!
A faint ripple of confusion seemed to appear in the depths of his perpetually indifferent and cold blood-red eyes, vanishing in an instant.
It seemed like just an illusion.
At the same time, billions of ideas collided, analyzed, and recombined like a supernova explosion!
"wrong!"
A chilling warning pierced my very soul like an ice spike:
"An old monster who managed to survive the arduous path of immortality and hone his skills all the way to the Nascent Soul Realm..."
How could his mind and cunning be so simple?
This fiend was able to escape right under my nose and spy on the array's core without dying.
How could he be someone so easily trusted and manipulated?
"Moreover, the power I displayed was clearly far superior to his, enough to create an overwhelming force!"
"Even in such a completely disadvantageous situation, he actually..."
Even the most basic suspicion, the most basic backup plan, the most basic escape strategy... 'None' at all?"
"This……"
The coldness in those bloodshot eyes froze instantly, transforming into a chilling insight that saw through a trap:
"It's simply... utterly impossible!"
With this thought in mind, everything became clear!
"I see... make the illusory appear real, and the real appear illusory!"
What a brilliant plan!
That gaze, almost capable of freezing thought, swept once more over the void node He had locked onto, and the curve of His lips now carried a chilling mockery:
"Humph!
That void must be a puppet that took considerable effort to create, a carefully arranged illusion.
"You cunning thing!"
"His true form... must be hiding somewhere else!"
Once the priest's true power is directed at that puppet, either the true body has already fled to another place, leaving the priest empty-handed again, wasting his energy and even revealing his deeper intentions;
Either...
That place is an extremely dangerous trap-like spatial rift!
"Good! Good! Good!"
The high priest adjusted his strategy instantly, his thoughts flashing through his mind like lightning.
That immense power, poised to crush everything, was completely suppressed beneath His blood-red robe, hidden deep within the most silent corner of His body.
.........
the other side.
Cheng Buzheng, whose true form had long since fled and was now lurking deep within the void in the exact opposite direction, was watching the High Priest's every move.
Especially when he saw the high priest's abrupt pause, and his subsequent inaction...
Cheng Buzheng's dark golden pupils contracted sharply, then slowly returned to their deep depths.
"really!"
He silently praised it, like a pebble falling onto a calm lake:
"That old monster... he finally noticed!"
Cheng Buzheng was far from naive enough to believe that his paper substitute could truly deceive a high priest whose strength was unfathomable and whose realm clearly surpassed the limit of the Nascent Soul stage!
That's just wishful thinking!
The only explanation for the opponent's restraint of their overwhelming offensive is—
The high priest's earlier proposal to "discuss" did indeed contain a certain degree of genuine sincerity, at least at this delicate juncture, that could not be ignored!
otherwise……
That paper doll clone, radiating the pressure of a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, should have been crushed into spatial dust by the High Priest long ago!
of course.
If the high priest is truly certain...
They will never hold back their overwhelming offensive.
.........
In this silent game, amidst the swirling thoughts and undercurrents of murderous intent and probing...
The blood-robed figure standing in the void, on a face that looked like it had been carved from ten thousand years of blood jade, surprisingly and very slowly revealed a smile that could be described as "warm".
Although the smile appeared particularly eerie under the swirling aura of bloodlust, it even carried a chilling hint of "goodwill."
It's like the "kindness" of a bloodthirsty beast after it has bared its fangs at you.
"good!"
The high priest nodded slightly, and a grand voice, strangely peaceful, resounded once more, echoing through the void:
"Since you, fellow Daoist, have shown this priest such courtesy..."
His voice paused, carrying a hint of composure as if he were in complete control:
"Then we should really have a good discussion and come up with a plan that will satisfy both sides and put an end to the conflict."
Speaking of which.
Those calm words now carried an undeniable, definitive tone, like a blood-stained robe fluttering in the wind, proclaiming sovereignty:
"Then this priest will no longer beat around the bush with you!"
Blood-red eyes seemed to pierce through space, landing on the location of the paper doll clone, as if piercing through the substitute, scanning every corner where the real body existed:
"I wonder, what price do you expect me to pay before you will leave?"
"Of course!"
The authoritative voice softened slightly, regaining some of its previous "sincerity":
"As compensation for your departure..."
"This priest is not a stingy person!"
His words carried the air of a superior's charity and an unquestionable guarantee:
"Within the scope of this priest's abilities..."
"I will do my best to satisfy you, fellow Daoist!"
"how?"
Hear the words.
Hidden within the void, Cheng Buzheng's eyes, gleaming with divine light, were as cold as an ancient, icy pool.
A faint, yet sharp, mockery rippled silently in his eyes, as if he were admiring a clumsy trick.
Deep within his consciousness, a low, resounding echo exploded, carrying unparalleled contempt.
"Humph!"
'This old devil actually dares to try and fob me off with such a paltry compensation?'
Do you really think I'm some naive child, completely oblivious to this elaborate and treacherous scheme?
This opportunity before us—
Having been refined and extracted by an unparalleled array, the source of laws, which is almost the origin of the Dao traces, has long surpassed the value of ordinary things!
That is the supreme secret to unlocking the path to heaven!
'Let alone laws and spiritual objects…' Cheng Buzheng's thoughts were like cold iron, chilling and menacing.
Even if you bring half of the cultivation world here, you can't expect me to turn back!
This opportunity is one I must claim!
The thought raced through my mind, and I hesitated for a moment longer!
Cheng Buzheng's divine sense instantly condensed, transforming into an invisible sharp blade that pierced through the layers of deception woven by the High Priest!
"Buzz—Rumble—!"
It was no ordinary sound wave, but a roar that shook the void, carrying his chilling words, like an invisible giant wave, once again crushing this ravaged world, causing ripples in space.
"Brother Dao," the voice pierced through the spatial rift, utterly devoid of any worldly concerns, yet containing a power that could penetrate anything.
Why deceive yourself and weave such a flimsy lie?
"Since your two races clashed, igniting the flames of war, you have used the blood and grievances of countless spirits as sacrifices to set the great formation ablaze;"
"Therefore, you secretly colluded with the Island-Moving Venerable, joining forces to suppress and kill that unfortunate 'peerless expert,' melting down his fundamental laws and extracting his last bit of value;"
"And then in the end..."
He paused slightly, and an invisible gaze, like thorns in his back, precisely locked onto the slightest tremor of the scarlet figure in the void.
"...The scene of the Daoist brother turning his back without mercy, suddenly switching sides, and ruthlessly suppressing the self-righteous Island-Moving Venerable with overwhelming force, attempting to swallow all the bitter fruit alone..."
Each word was like a knife, precisely etched into the high priest's heart!
Every revelation stirred up even more violent waves on that crimson sea.
"Therefore!" Cheng Buzheng's voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable air of authority, as he coldly declared:
"Brother Dao, stop with your hypocritical lies!"
Show your true sincerity!
His words were blatantly threatening, like a sword hanging overhead.
"otherwise!
I have plenty of patience.
Even if we cannot share this opportunity, we can still use this world as our chessboard and all living beings as our pieces to 'play hand' for thousands of years.
It wastes your time, disturbs your spiritual path, and hinders your ability to comprehend this heaven-defying opportunity...
For me, this is nothing more than putting in a little more effort to watch a good show!
"Crack...!"
Like a tangible sound of breaking, though faint, it resonated clearly on a spiritual level!
In the void.
The high priest, clad in a scarlet robe that seemed to be formed from the blood of endless gods and demons, swayed his body with an extremely stiff movement that was barely perceptible to the naked eye!
Those blood-red eyes, which should have been filled with violence and cunning, now held a depth of astonishment!
Followed by.
His eyebrows furrowed unconsciously, almost forming a deep crease, as if he too was affected by the other person's words.
'Oops! ’
A cold bolt of lightning instantly tore through His sea of consciousness.
This person... is definitely not someone to be trifled with!
And they've already seen through everything!
There's no way we can just brush this off like we're dealing with those small fry.
What he sought... was actually what remained of that old monster after he had been refined and tempered by this great formation, his essence purified and refined...
That purest, most closely aligned with the origin of the Great Dao—the crystallized essence of its laws!
This thought, like a red-hot branding iron, was fiercely imprinted on the core of the high priest's consciousness!
Yes!
Faced with such an opportunity that could change the world and allow one to glimpse a higher realm, even ancient sages would go mad for it!
How could he possibly let it go?
How could we let them go?!
'The possibility of getting them to peacefully push it away is gone... the only option is...'
Think about this.
The last trace of hesitation in the high priest's eyes was replaced by an absolutely cold and resolute expression.
'In that case, we must adopt a defensive strategy while preventing the enemy from secretly encroaching on our control over this peerless formation.'
Nevertheless...
This will greatly improve the efficiency of comprehending the laws.
However, compared to sharing this opportunity, the high priest would rather choose the former.
This is the choice that 99% of cultivators make when faced with this situation.
Selfishness is human nature.
In an instant, the high priest had made his decision.
share?
That is a pain far deeper than having your flesh cut off or your heart ripped out!
Even if it's almost like "ruining" the pure source of laws that was carefully planned at this moment,
But it's still a million times better than ultimately benefiting someone else!
This is the selfish instinct engraved deep in the souls of the supreme beings who have traveled alone for thousands of years and climbed to the top by stepping on countless corpses!
"Humph!"
A cold snort, brimming with murderous intent, rolled out from the high priest's throat.
He said no more, his blood-red robe billowed, and his withered fingers suddenly bent in the air before him, as if plucking the strings of destruction!
"boom--!"
The space is broken!
As the finger fell, the void touched by the high priest's fingertip collapsed inward instantly, like fragile glass being struck by a giant hammer, forming a rapidly expanding spatial black hole that devoured everything!
A blood-red dragon shadow, several times larger and countless times more ferocious than before, roared and surged out of the spatial black hole!
Its body is no longer an illusory energy, but a physical entity formed by the compression and solidification of pure law power and resentment!
Each dark red scale, as deep as the abyss, shimmered with blood-red runes powerful enough to tear apart the soul.
Entangled around him were Dao traces so dense they were almost solidified into liquid, distorting space and time!
The mere aftershocks of its birth caused the surrounding area to groan as if it were about to end!
“Crack!”
Hundreds of millions of pitch-black spatial rifts, like countless greedy venomous snakes, frantically devoured that void.
The speed is beyond comprehension!
The Blood Dragon appeared without the slightest delay!
Its massive body twisted, like a sharp arrow shattering space and time, carrying a ferocious power that could destroy the world, trailing long streaks of spatial flames, and crashed into that locked void at a speed that exceeded the limits of divine sense!
"BOOM!!!!!"
This impact transcended the realm of sound; it was a triple destruction on the material, energy, and law levels!
world……
It felt like it had been torn apart!!
A vast, incomparable vortex of destruction, composed entirely of nothingness and chaos, instantly replaced that sky!
At the core of that vortex was a wildly surging, tangible, pitch-black spatial turbulence.
They are like hungry cosmic stomachs, greedily devouring everything:
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...(End of this chapter)