socalfunplaces Chapter 3274 Lesser Fullness (The Dying Heavenly Dao)
Chapter 3274 Lesser Fullness (The Dying Heavenly Dao)
Meanwhile, in the center of the battlefield, the Blood Demon Ancestor, who was wrestling with the flesh and blood monster, suddenly unleashed an unprecedentedly terrifying aura!
"Crack——!"
A crisp, cracking sound, as if it came from the depths of the soul, resounded throughout the entire underground space.
The last dark golden chain binding the Blood Demon Ancestor, formed from ancient laws, broke inch by inch, eventually turning into golden dust and dissipating into nothingness.
It's completely free!
"Roar--!"
A long roar filled with boundless joy and overwhelming demonic power emanated from the mouth of the Blood Demon Ancestor.
Originally, he wanted to break through the crumbling sealing formation himself, then digest the Heavenly Stone fragments and make them a part of himself.
But now, that ant has taken away a treasure like the Heavenly Stone Fragment, the sealing formation has broken, and his power has instantly returned.
It's alright, no one can escape his grasp.
It's just a little troublesome; the Heavenly Stone Fragment treasure has to be retrieved from this ant.
The entire Blood Demon Cave trembled violently at its long howl.
Countless rocks fell from the dome, and the ground cracked open into deep, bottomless ravines.
The Blood Demon Ancestor, now freed from its confinement, saw its power surge wildly, no longer subject to any suppression.
Its two black vortexes swept towards the fleshy monster weakened by its self-destruction, its eyes filled with cruelty and greed.
"Hahaha, I am finally free."
"Useless trash, your mission is complete."
The bone claw that had broken free of its restraints transformed into an elusive black light, instantly piercing the heart of the flesh-and-blood monster.
The flesh monster's enormous body didn't even have time to utter a mournful cry before it deflated rapidly like a punctured balloon.
All the energy and demonic aura within its body were frantically absorbed and devoured by the Blood Demon Ancestor through that bone claw.
In just a few breaths, the flesh monster vanished completely, leaving only a pool of foul-smelling slime in its place.
After absorbing all the power of its derivatives, the aura of the Blood Demon Progenitor rose to a terrifying peak.
Its withered body even appeared somewhat fuller as a result, and the dark golden magic patterns on its surface emitted an eerie light.
It stretched its body contentedly, its bones crackling and popping.
Then, it slowly turned around, and the two all-consuming black vortexes locked onto the three figures below the altar, who were as insignificant as ants in its eyes.
A distorted expression, resembling a "smile," appeared on its face.
A hoarse, mocking voice echoed in the minds of the three.
"The game is over, you ants."
"Thank you... for breaking the seal for me."
"Take back what belongs to me."
As soon as it finished speaking, it slowly raised the bone claw that had just devoured the flesh-and-blood monster and still retained its evil aura.
A black, ghostly balloon exuding an aura of destruction quietly took shape in its palm.
The shadow of death loomed over Hu Xiaoman and his two companions with unprecedented intensity.
Hu Xiaoman gripped the fragment of the Heavenly Stone tightly in her hand.
Yang Rui, standing beside her, struggled to his feet. The white jade flute in his hand was covered in cracks.
He wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to move the corners of his mouth.
In the end, did it still fail?
Master... Junior Sister...
Just as the ball in the Blood Demon Ancestor's palm was about to hit them, the previously stable space at the entrance of the ancient temple suddenly rippled violently, like a lake surface tossed with a boulder.
The next moment, space was forcibly torn open with an irregular opening.
A figure dressed in white emerged from the spatial rift.
It's Zhou Wenlun!
At this moment, he had long lost the composure and authority he once possessed.
His face was ashen, and his breath was extremely weak.
That white robe had become tattered and stained with golden blood and dust.
Hu Xiaoman, Yang Rui, and Hua Nian were all stunned for a moment.
What kind of battles did Zhou Wenlun go through to become like this?
Isn't he very capable?
Hu Xiaoman's heart sank even further.
Where is Hu Qingye?
Zhou Wenlun left with Hu Qingye.
Why did Zhou Wenlun return, but her fox spirit Qingye did not?
Hu Xiaoman's throat was hoarse. She wanted to ask, but clearly, now was not the right time.
At that moment, she felt extremely flustered.
It was even more unsettling than when death had just loomed over me.
The Blood Demon Ancestor's movements paused for a moment because of the appearance of this uninvited guest.
Its two black vortexes looked at the new "toy" with great interest.
"Oh? Here comes an even more interesting ant."
"Huh? There's actually the scent of the Heavenly Dao on him."
"Although I'm very weak, I imagine... it will taste quite good."
Hu Xiaoman and the other two were shocked!
Heaven?
Is Zhou Wenlun the Way of Heaven?
This also explains why he was so mysterious and had such high cultivation.
So it was the will of Heaven!
However, Zhou Wenlun completely ignored the Blood Demon Ancestor, whose aura was so overwhelming that it could make any living being tremble.
He seemed not to have seen the terrifying ancient demon at all.
From the moment he appeared, his gaze was fixed on Hu Xiaoman.
His expression was strange, and there was a kind of madness in his eyes that Hu Xiaoman, Yang Rui, and Hua Nian couldn't understand.
What exactly does this person want to do?
Suddenly, Zhou Wenlun spoke up.
His voice, filled with undisguised obsession and urgency, echoed in the deathly silent hall.
"Xiaoman!"
"Agree to marry me, and I'll kill him for you!"
Zhou Wenlun's words were like a thunderclap.
Hu Xiaoman was stunned.
Yang Rui and Hua Nian were also stunned.
Even the Blood Demon Ancestor, who was about to savor the despair on his prey's face, seemed to freeze for a moment in his two black vortexes.
Hu Xiaoman raised an eyebrow: "Zhou Wenlun, are you sick?"
Although he usually seems rather unwell, now he looks like he's seriously ill.
Marry him?
At this time?
Using this method?
Hu Xiaoman wanted to roll her eyes at the man in front of her who looked like a madman!
This Zhou Wenlun, at a time like this, actually threatened her!
The Blood Demon Progenitor was the first to react, letting out a hoarse and grating laugh filled with contempt and mockery.
"A Heavenly Dao that is critically injured and on the verge of death dares to spout nonsense before me?"
"Interesting, really interesting."
"I have not seen such ignorant ants in countless years."
As soon as it finished speaking, it casually waved its hand, and a jet-black demonic aura, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, instantly lunged towards Zhou Wenlun's chest.
It wanted to teach this arrogant fellow what true power was.