socalfunplaces Chapter 545 Reversing Space
Chapter 545 Reversing Space
The battle has lasted for seven hours.
During this time, all five Yakshas died in battle, and Arataki Ichidou was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
The landscape here has suffered a devastating series of blows and is almost completely destroyed.
Thus, the battle ended with Arataki Ichito emerging victorious.
A foul-smelling wind blew across the battlefield, scattering the embers of the battle and brushing past Arata Ichito.
After confirming with his Observation Haki that there was no activity within a radius of 800 meters, Arataki Ichito finally felt relieved.
His body swayed precariously, and the next second he knelt down on one knee, panting heavily.
The Eight Gates were deactivated, the Killing Expert was shut down, the Dual Bloodline Combat Techniques were stopped, and the Observation Haki was withdrawn.
Only after all his states disappeared did Arataki Ichito feel the intense pain all over his body, causing him to groan and his vision to go black.
This result made him a little happy.
See, going to fight to the death with others can also desensitize you to pain.
He only let out a muffled groan, but that was much better than fainting right after a fight like before.
As for Chi Feng, he doesn't even count; it was not only painful but also exhausting.
However... this pain may last for quite some time.
Arataki Ichito silently endured the pain brought about by the filling of flesh and blood, the reconstruction of tendons and veins, and the growth of bones, while constantly observing the world.
Although they've left the place in a complete mess, the two compasses in the sky are still perfectly fine.
Who can guarantee that something new won't pop up in a little while?
The space at the bottom of the giant abyss of layered rocks was too eerie, and he had to leave immediately after recovering from his injuries.
But how to return to his own world is another problem. It seems that the Taiwei Instrument Disc in this world is no longer usable, or as he guessed, he can no longer enter this space.
Of course, it's also possible that the travelers and others might simply pick up their buckets and run away, since it was their own suggestion after all.
However, this possibility is unlikely, since they are good people.
Once all the wounds on his abdomen had healed, Arataki Ichito was finally able to begin his mission.
Even though he had already made up his mind, in order to be rigorous, Araki Ichito still chose to spend some time finding the compass and activating it.
When the pointers had moved a certain distance, Araki Ichito looked up at the compasses in the sky and found that their pointers were still rotating. He immediately turned his head and scanned his surroundings.
Great, nothing happened.
Having confirmed that the compass was useless and couldn't be taken away, Arataki Ichito simply tossed it aside and went to find other clues without any hesitation.
At that moment, a new idea popped into Araki Kazuto's mind.
Since this space is constructed by two Taiwei compasses, there is no reason why there should only be one compass and the other corresponding demonic energy compass should also exist.
After reaching a conclusion, Araki Ichito went on a frantic search.
During this time, his finger had almost fully healed.
As he walked, Araki Ichito suddenly stopped.
After running for about seven kilometers, he arrived at the edge of space.
Ahead lay a vast, unfathomable sea of clouds. After much deliberation, Araki Ichito decided not to venture further.
In just one hour, Araki Ichito set foot on every inch of this space.
But all that could be seen were uneven, barren plains and wastelands.
Yes, it's his fault, we have to admit it.
Thus, having gained nothing, Arataki Ichito returned to the place where he had previously discarded the compass.
He sat cross-legged, rubbing his chin, looking slightly troubled.
What went wrong?
The wounds on my body have all healed, but my brain still aches a little.
Araki Ichito shook his head vigorously and then turned his gaze to the compass he had thrown away.
After much deliberation, Araki Ichito went to fiddle with the pointer on the compass again.
As the pointer rotated, the pointers of the two giant compasses in the sky also began to rotate.
Arataki Ichito used his Observation Haki this time, clearly sensing several times that there was no disturbance within a radius of several hundred meters around him.
He scratched his head, completely baffled.
Perhaps at this moment, Araki Kazuto thought that fighting the five Yakshas alone was easier than playing with a compass.
"Why? What on earth is the reason?"
Arataki Kazuto is a bit irritable. When he's not in a fighting state, his intelligence and temperament plummet, and he becomes quite goofy.
There was no other way; asking again wouldn't yield an answer, and if he didn't leave soon, there could be bad consequences. So, Araki Ichito had to keep trying.
He tried walking around the space with the compass in his arms, constantly experimenting.
For example, aiming at two compasses, raising one hand high and fiddling with the other, repeatedly flicking the needle with fingers, suspecting there's another compass inside and preparing to violently dismantle it (unsuccessfully), slashing out with a sword beam to attack the massive Taiwei compass in the sky (unsuccessfully)...
The compass truly suffered greatly in Araki Ichito's hands.
In short, after a series of experiments, Araki Ichito, carrying his compass, returned to the edge of space.
"Huh? Is it here again? I've been sensing strange energy fluctuations since earlier. Could the door be here?"
Araki Ichito looked puzzled, but adhering to the principle that since he was already there, he still turned the pointer.
This time, he realized something was wrong.
As the pointer completed a full counterclockwise rotation, the pristine, ethereal sea of clouds before our eyes began to distort.
The clouds twisted and churned, spinning like a hurricane, transforming into a bottomless, pitch-black vortex at a visible speed.
"Good...goodness, I was wondering why nothing happened. So this is where it was. What a waste of time!"
Arataki Kazuto felt the deep malice of having no mission guidance!
"Well... is this the way home? Why does it feel like a Demon King's dungeon?"
It wasn't that Arataki Ichito was overly suspicious; it was just that the Taiwei Dial above and the pitch-black vortex didn't look like anything good.
After thinking for a good two or three seconds, Arataki Ichito decided to take that step.
Holding the compass, he leaped into the whirlpool and landed with ease.
With the sound of rushing wind in his ears, Araki Ichito opened his eyes and found himself falling headfirst to the ground below.
His body twisted in mid-air before finally falling gently back to the ground like a feather.
"Indeed, home is not so easy to return to; you still have to rely on yourself."
Araki Ichito's tone was helpless as he swept his sharp gaze around, his brows furrowing deeply.
Something's not right here. Although the landscape looks exactly the same as the space I was in just now, the atmosphere and environment are enough to tell that something is wrong.
Although the space was desolate, apart from the half-gloomy sky, it was still a natural landscape.
This anti-space felt extremely oppressive to him; the colors were dull and lifeless, and the air was filled with a sense of despair and deathly stillness.
Isn't all of this... thanks to this thing?!
Arataki Ichito turned around and unleashed his Observation Haki.
On the distant, dilapidated ancient altar, familiar black mud flowed like a tide, exuding its ever-present nauseating stench.
At the center of the altar, the Taiwei Dial, radiating a chilling demonic aura, floats silently in the air, as if it were meant to be.