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Chapter 360: A battle between two beings possessing the eternal credentials of a god! But it made Xi

Chapter 360: A battle between two beings possessing the eternal credentials of a god! But it made Xia Fa laugh.

In an instant, the platinum gold color covered Xia Fa's palm.

Glowing scars emerged from the back of his hand, their edges shrouded in chaotic, pulsating light.

But that wasn't all. Immediately afterward, a heavy and viscous dark golden color began to spread from Xia Fa's fingertips, and it was about to cover his entire palm in an instant.

At that moment, the chef who had been watching Xia Fa, along with the god and the superdimensional primordial embryo, trembled simultaneously, their faces immediately showing an expression of disbelief and awe.

"Wait, wait! Sir!"

The next moment, the chef decisively stepped forward, reached out to stop Xia Fa, and called out to him.

Xiafa didn't understand His intention, but seeing that He didn't seem to have any ill intentions, he stopped.

However, she maintained her usual calm expression and slowly asked, "What's wrong?"

The chef, who had been looking at the deity, suddenly became reserved, like a student meeting a teacher, or a child who had made a mistake meeting an angry parent. He shrank his neck and stammered, "Since you have achieved the critical second loss of control, then there is no need for us to fight you. Let me and that superdimensional primordial embryo decide the outcome."

The Super Dimension Original Tire immediately responded in a gruff voice, "I have no objection."

Xia Fa was stunned and almost didn't react.

what's going on?

Why did these two beings, who were of divine status, immediately admit defeat as soon as they saw him use the critical second loss of control technique?

Originally, Xia Fa was somewhat helpless after seeing the damage that the chef, God and Superdimensional Primordial Embryo, had caused to the maze walls. In order to defeat them and continue advancing without bloodshed, he would have to use the critical second loss of control again while under the constant blessing of the Chaos Saint Venus Silver Throne and various power-enhancing methods.

There was no other way; after all, I wasn't a true follower of God. If I wanted to surpass those who followed God, this was the only way.

Or rather, only in this way could he, with a "human" body, defy the "divine" order.

Fortunately, the Chaos Saint Venus Silver Throne is completely different from the original Silver Throne. It does not require a full transformation from head to toe; it can transform only partially, and the power is about the same.

Xia Fa never expected that he would win so soon after he had prepared and before he had even made a move.

Wait, does that mean even the gods can't achieve the critical second loss of control?

At this moment, the chef's tone, previously reverent, now carried a hint of reproach: "Sir, if you had just said you had achieved the second stage of critical loss of control, what would have been the point of our competition? We wouldn't have wasted our time, haha. May I ask, were you once taught by one of the nine great gods?"

Seeing this, Xia Fa couldn't help but have some guesses in his mind. Hearing this, he simply said, "I suppose so, but I advise you not to ask too many questions."

Hearing these ambiguous words, the chef looked even more enigmatic and dared not ask any more questions.

As for the Super Dimensional Original Tire, it was deliberately set aside, its meaning all too clear: among the three contenders, Xia Fa had won first.

Xia Fa found it amusing, but he didn't show it on his face and walked towards one of the black iron gates.

He knew that in order to achieve critical secondary runaway, he had to first master critical primary runaway. Therefore, critical secondary runaway could not be complete or incomplete; it could only be complete.

Therefore, even though he only covered his palm with the dark golden color that was on the verge of secondary loss of control, the chef from the God and the Super Dimensional Primordial Embryo dared not act recklessly again.

Xia Fa could only sigh in his heart, "Critical loss of control"—truly worthy of being the only forbidden secret technique in both the real world and the Celestial Spirit Realm. It seems that the higher the rank, the greater the prestige.

Furthermore, it cannot be said that the chef's behavior of showing weakness after seeing him reach the critical second stage of loss of control from the gods and the superdimensional primordial embryo was wrong, because in a real fight, in a life-or-death situation, he truly could have killed them using the critical second stage of loss of control.

Thinking this, Xia Fa had already walked to one of the black iron gates, quietly waiting for it to open, and then prepared to continue walking towards the maze hall where [Eternal Critical Strike] was located.

However, after a few seconds, the black iron gate remained completely still.

Another ten seconds or so passed, but there was still no movement, and there was no sign of it being opened.

"this----"

Xia Faren was dumbfounded. What was going on?

Could it be that two of them have to die in order to continue?

"No, that's not how it works. If that were the case, why leave two paths forward? One would suffice—"

The chef and the superdimensional primordial embryo were originally planning to wait until Xia Fa, this powerful figure who could cultivate to the point of second-degree loss of control, left before they fought.

Seeing this, they were both dumbfounded.

Fortunately, the chef was quick-witted and immediately used a sentence to avert the danger of both of them being killed by Xia Fa: "Sir, if I may be so bold, the door will only open when there are two of us left. I'll have to trouble you to wait a little while I finish this battle with the superdimensional proto-tire quickly."

Xia Fa had already deduced this, and upon seeing this, he gave a faint "hmm," maintaining his inscrutable image, and sat down, looking at the two of them.

The moment he sat down, a chair made of intertwined vines appeared behind him.

The chef deliberately kept a distance between himself and Xia Fa from the god and the superdimensional primordial embryo, so that they could face each other and confront each other.

In that instant, the temperature seemed to plummet to freezing, and a chilling atmosphere permeated the surroundings.

These two people, who had just met, immediately found themselves in a life-or-death situation.

"roar!!!"

It was the superdimensional original tire that launched the first attack. The black fleshy ball suddenly expanded and instantly transformed into a muscular monster over ten meters tall, like a heavy tank, charging directly towards the chef from the god.

Those were the three heads of the giant sea monster, and at the same time, they all detached from their necks, seemingly spinning wildly in the air, but in reality, they were subtly surrounding the chef, as if targeting him.

The sheer scale of the event was enough to amaze Xia Fa.

Although he could actually win in a real fight, that was mainly due to the unparalleled speed and power he possessed after entering the Chaos Saint Venus Silver Throne state, coupled with various normal enhancements.

In other words, he probably couldn't compete in terms of sheer strangeness.

The next moment, the headless, muscular demon had already closed in on the chef from God, and slammed a punch down on Him.

But at that moment, the headless, muscular demon suddenly stumbled, his fist unable to stop in time, causing him to fall directly to the ground.

The chef smiled and said, "Your physical skills—are still not good enough."

This is actually allowed?

Xia Fa was dumbfounded. With just one sentence, "Not hot enough," he caused the headless, muscular demon that the superdimensional original fetus had transformed into to fall down.

But on second thought, it seems quite reasonable. It's just like a boxing novice who hasn't mastered the skills yet, and falls down because he misses his target with a full-force punch.

"This [Eternal Flame] is merely a lower-level certificate of [Eternal Flame], yet it's already this abnormally powerful. Moreover, I recall that [Eternal Flame] itself wasn't even one of the strongest dozens of eternal certificates—"

Thinking of this, Xia Fa inexplicably became even more looking forward to [Eternal Critical Strike], after all, it was one of the strongest dozens of certificates!

Once you possess the [Eternal Critical Strike], you too can have this "god-like" power!

Although the headless body of the superdimensional primordial embryo fell to the ground, its three heads seemed to have each taken a certain astrological position, turning towards the chef from the god.

No matter when, these three heads always maintained an angry, wide-open expression. At this moment, while still maintaining this expression, the three heads spoke for the first time, uttering a strange syllable.

The syllable sounded like a sudden awakening, or like a revelation of the gospel. Immediately afterward, a golden ancient cryptic text shot out of their mouths and suddenly spread out in the air.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

A loud, rapid heartbeat suddenly echoed in the small space.

This could not possibly have come from Xiafa, but rather—from the chef from God!

Suddenly, the chef clutched his chest, his face flushed an unnatural crimson, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He seemed to be gritting his teeth and trying to hold on, but he immediately fell into a state of terror, began to breathe heavily, and his eyes were full of a desire to survive.

Just then, the headless muscle man who had fallen to the ground stood up, faced the chef who had been "controlled," and suddenly sprinted and grabbed him tightly!

Xia Fa had already realized that this superdimensional primordial embryo had used the power of some kind of eternal certificate, but he couldn't guess what kind it was for the time being.

Or rather, there are too many possibilities, making it difficult to be certain.

"Eternal terror? Or eternal trembling? Or perhaps eternal collapse, eternal suffocation, or eternal aberration?"

Of course, this is just his wild guess, and it's uncertain whether there is any such proof of permanence.

At this moment, seeing the headless demon muscle man grab the cook from God and hold him so tightly that he could not move at all, the headless demon muscle man's muscles suddenly swelled up several times and squeezed in the middle!

Just as a giant forest python coils around its prey, trying to crush its bones, this headless, muscular demon used a similar tactic.

But at that moment, the chef suddenly slipped out from under the headless demon's muscular arm, like a slippery eel.

He seemed to have already adapted to the power of that strange, eternal proof. Although he was still shaken, he still had a smile on his face. However, since the life-or-death struggle had begun, there was an inevitable hint of mockery in that smile.

"Your hug and attack—it wasn't quite right."

Xiafa: ————

What the hell?! It can be used like this?!

This "eternal temperature" is a relatively low-level certificate, but it seems a bit abnormal!

The headless demon muscle man said nothing, but the heads of the giant, the siren, and the elf in the air turned back to the cook from the god.

The chef, however, was much calmer this time: "It's no use. You have 'Eternal Heartbeat,' right? I just destroyed my heart."

Xiafa: ————

This is clearly the first time I've ever watched a battle between two gods, but why is this feeling of being speechless growing stronger?

Even if he had guessed a thousand times, he would never have guessed that the superdimensional primordial embryo possessed the [Eternal Heartbeat]!

How can this be considered a certificate of permanence?

Although the chef's reaction to being struck by the divine power just now did indeed resemble a heart attack—

"This 'Eternal Heartbeat' is probably the lowest of all the proofs of eternity—"

Anyway, it's definitely a lower-level version of those eternal certificates I just guessed.

"It's so simple that destroying your heart would solve it—"

"The Paradox Clown and Dicket really weren't lying to me. What kind of eternal evidence they absorbed and contained is so important to a god—"

The superdimensional primordial being seemed ashamed that it possessed such a certificate of eternity. As if a chef had ripped open a wound from God, it let out a heavy groan from its severed neck: "Hmph, I can kill you even without a certificate of eternity!"

The chef replied calmly, "Oh? Is that so?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "plop" sound, like the sound of a blood bag being punctured.

The headless, muscular demon that the superdimensional embryo had transformed into had a large, burnt hole in its abdomen, from which black blood gushed.

"The wounds I caused when you hugged me earlier are now ready to burst forth."

The chef spoke coldly, just as he was about to say something more.

Suddenly, with a loud "rip," the huge wound was torn open, almost piercing through the headless demon muscle man's entire chest and abdomen!

But that wasn't all. The blood, which had been slowly flowing out, suddenly gushed out like a waterfall with a "boom"!

Clearly, the injuries inflicted on the superdimensional embryo by the chef were not ordinary physical wounds, so they could not heal immediately. With the sudden aggravation of these two injuries, the superdimensional embryo immediately showed signs of weakness.

However, the chef was astonished: "[Eternal Critical Strike]? It actually activates randomly in this maze?"

Xia Fa was still wondering what was going on, because it didn't seem like the chef was using divine means, otherwise he wouldn't have suddenly erupted while Xia Fa was speaking.

At that moment, the chef was reminded of God's words.

"【Eternal Critical Hit】—Not only can it turn a house into a castle and candy into a hundred times its original size, but it can also critically hit wounds? And that's not all, it even critically hits the bleeding status of the wounds?"

Xia Fa was utterly astonished, realizing for the first time why [Eternal Critical Strike] was one of the strongest dozens of Eternal Tokens, and why Dick Tudor said that [Eternal Secret] was inferior to it in terms of offense.

Even injuries and bleeding can trigger critical hits; this kind of gameplay is truly unmatched by [Eternal Secrets]!

In that instant, Xia Fa suddenly felt fortunate that he hadn't been impatient for quick success or made a blind choice under pressure, thus absorbing and embracing the [Secret of Eternity]. Otherwise, he would definitely regret it now.

At the same time, his inner desire for the [Eternal Critical Strike] rose to its peak.

"roar!!!"

Seeing that it had met with disaster and seemed to have lost most of its chance of winning, the superdimensional original body roared and, with terrible injuries and a waterfall of blood, pounced directly on the chef from the god!

This time, it was completely different from its previous attacks. Just a dozen meters away from the chef, its size suddenly "swelled up".

It transformed from a headless demon muscle man back into a black ball of flesh. This time, however, the black ball of flesh was as large as a villa, and it immediately trapped the chef inside.

Immediately afterwards, the three heads also flew into the black fleshy ball.

The once chaotic place suddenly became eerily quiet, leaving only Xia Fa sitting in front of the black iron gate, staring blankly at the huge black ball of flesh in front of him.

"Is this the real start of going all out?"

In fact, he knew from the beginning that the two weaker contenders among the three would definitely have to engage in a fierce life-or-death struggle.

The superdimensional proto-embryo remained indifferent throughout, making it impossible to discern its expression or attitude, since it was originally just a black ball of flesh without a real face, excluding the heads of the giant, the siren, and the elf.

But the chef, who had always been cheerful, made him feel uneasy when the real life-or-death battle began.

Of course, this could also be a divine scheme by the chef, the idea that one shouldn't hit a smiling face, in order to lower the enemy's guard.

In any case, now, the only victor from the existence of God is about to be decided.

Suddenly, the fleshy walls of the black ball of flesh lit up and quickly turned red and charred.

Immediately afterwards, the chef emerged from the shrine, holding an iron pot in his left hand and a round spoon in his right, looking quite relaxed as he wiped the black blood from his face.

For some reason, at that moment, Xia Fa had a feeling that He was very unfathomable.

"All settled, sir. Now we can each go our separate ways, haha."

The chef smiled, and suddenly a clear light flashed from his head to his white chef's uniform and then to his black thick-soled leather shoes. Instantly, the sleeves, which were covered in black flesh and blood, returned to their original clean and tidy state.

At that very moment, a rumbling sound rang out, and the two black iron gates in front of them rose up and opened completely.

"I don't know if we'll ever meet again, would you do me the honor of getting to know me?"

The chef didn't rush to leave; instead, he looked at Xia Fa with a smile.

Xia Fa didn't care; he was in disguise anyway, and his appearance was that of a burly man, so getting to know him wouldn't hurt.

Seeing that Xia Fa did not immediately refuse, the chef seized the opportunity, extending a hand and smiling, "My name is Wu Kongjian, which is also yours, sir. And you?"

Sochuwu Kongjian?

Wait, Suo Chu Wu Kong Jian?!

Xia Fa was truly shocked. So Chu Wu Kong Jian, wasn't he the inventor and creator of the "Chu Wu Bag," a secret treasure used by everyone in the extraordinary world?

Even he himself now carries hundreds of top-tier black bags!

Unexpectedly, the famous Suochuwu Kongjian is actually the chef-looking god in front of us!

Upon realizing this, Xia Fa immediately felt a sense of camaraderie and revealed his real name: "Woshi Zhendelu".

Okay, actually it's not his real name, but a name he just made up on the spot for the appearance he was using to disguise himself.

Sochuwu Kongjian murmured, "Woshi Zhende—what a fine name. Since you can achieve the critical second loss of control while still at the level of a god, becoming an outer god is just around the corner. I truly envy you."

He paused, then sighed, "You know, most gods can only reach the critical point of losing control once, while only outer gods can generally reach the critical point of losing control twice. Of course, a very small number of exceptionally talented outer gods can barely reach the critical point of losing control three times."

This was the first time Xia Fa had heard this explanation, and he finally understood why he found everything he cultivated so easy, except for the critical second loss of control during cultivation, which was so difficult.

It turns out that this is something only outer gods can generally achieve through cultivation; even many lower gods cannot do it.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Fa replied, "I was just lucky."

""

Sochuwu Kongjian waved his hand: "Sir, please don't be modest. It was really lucky that I invented the Black Bag, haha. But because of this, the entire universe and the Celestial Spirit Realm are now providing me with an anchor point that is roughly equivalent to the fifth or sixth faith, which has kept my mind very stable, haha."

Xia Fa immediately understood. He guessed that when everyone obtained and used the Suochuwu Bag, they would subconsciously think of the inventor, "Suochuwu Kongjian." This kind of cognition could be considered an anchor point.

Originally, such anchor points were very weak, but there were so many people that almost all the extraordinary beings in the universe needed to use the Black Bag, which made this Suo Chuwu Kongjian very comfortable.

"Alright, Mr. Wosch-Jendl, I won't keep you any longer. I'll take my leave now. I hope we'll meet again next time—oh no, I hope we won't meet again, hahaha."

The chef-looking Suochuwu Kongjian waved goodbye with a flourish and then stepped into the passage in front of Him.

Xia Fazhe stood still, pondered for a while, and after organizing the various kinds of occult knowledge and information he had obtained, he chose to walk into the passage in front of him.

"Even Outer Gods can only cultivate to the point of three near-breakdowns at most, so who can advance to a higher level? The physical beings? Quasi-Celestial Venerables and Celestial Venerables?"

"I wonder to what extent the nine righteous gods have pushed the situation to the brink of spiraling out of control—"

The passage was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. Xia Fa pondered as he slowly made his way forward.

He tried to summon a fireball, but it couldn't illuminate the area. It seemed that this was the middle of the maze, and it wouldn't be long before he could truly approach the hall where [Eternal Critical Strike] was located.

He had been to this maze in the amusement park of the City of Ten Thousand Stars before, and he remembered that in the middle section of the maze, there were all sorts of haunted houses and staff members who played the roles of evil spirits.

Needless to say, those haunted houses are all built by ordinary people and are basically fake, or rather, it's unlikely that any of them are real.

As for the staff who played the demons, they had already left the City of Ten Thousand Stars five or six days ago, so naturally they couldn't stay in this maze.

In other words, the maze has now been completely altered by [Eternal Critical Strike], so we shouldn't worry too much about it.

The wooden door next to them, which was impossible to open before, suddenly opened in an instant, and a bloody, mangled ghostly claw suddenly stretched out and grabbed at Xia Fa's neck!