novelraw Chapter 1367 - 690: The Temptation of Going Home
Chapter 1367 - 690: The Temptation of Going Home
All along, Ji Jue has adhered to one principle: if you have a hand, you must truly act; if you have a plan, you must truly execute; if you have defenses, you must ensure everything is as complete as possible.
Even if the target is his 'adopted son' crying and wailing while clinging to his thigh, it's the same.
Just by approaching a few steps, the screaming Minkler began to emanate a faint light. The Sun Dial Watch on his wrist was activated, and his eyes exploded with crimson.
To guard against Minkler's hidden malicious intent, or perhaps for his safety, Ji Jue hid a little... tiny... insignificant... backdoor in his equipment.
Thus, the spiritual essence of Pan Ying erupted, and the aura of the Legion manifested from his body, thoroughly saturating the soul.
What good is an Evil Ghost, no matter how fierce?
After Ji Jue infused him with Pan Ying, Minkler was even fiercer than a damn ghost!
At this moment, under the Erosion of Pan Ying, Minkler instantly went mad, forgetting everything, drawing the knife from his bosom and rushing forward to grapple with the unseen phantom.
Blood flashed under the slashes, and the screams erupted continuously from the deck, from the mist...
The Old Woman screamed, her face showing signs of cuts, fingers revealing bare white bone, yet her expression grew fiercer. She blew a flute vigorously, and amidst the sound of the boiling sea, more bizarre figures emerged from the water.
This time, it was no longer invisible phantoms, but countless living corpses crawled from the water, clinging to the ship's side, climbing upwards, one after another, densely packed.
The piercing whistles in the air were incessant, directed at both Minkler and Ji Jue.
Hidden in the mist, the White Deer gave their all, the poisoned darts and blades in hand resembling a torrential rain.
What can I say, the training's impressive; maybe skip it next time.
Purely blocking the road, let's focus on the distant Hunting Finger·Flying Light, family!
Ji Jue casually picked one up, flipped it, and threw it out. Amidst the booming sound, the Shooting Ceremony learned from Xiao An, albeit in mere form, instantly carved out a penetrating hole in the mist, piercing the eerie specter soaring within.
The screams rang out.
The rain grew even denser, casually brushed aside by Ji Jue with a finger; no impact at all. He turned back, looking at the half-climbing living corpses on the ground, sneering mockingly.
How long do you plan to squat?
The living corpses hissed, futilely reaching out to grab Minkler, but from the belly, dragging the rotten intestines, a figure curled to the limit suddenly sprang out, lunging at Ji Jue!
Then, intercepted mid-air.
Grabbing the neck, casually tossed.
A hunchbacked, shriveled old dwarf, resembling a monkey, was seized by Ji Jue, eyes bulging, blood seeping from the features, unable to exhibit any skills.
The metallic downpour outside abruptly halted, revealing all as a facade.
Truth be told, this diversion tactic was well played, and the lunging motion left room for retreat, essentially a feint intended for escape.
Regrettably, both stealth and sudden assault were utterly inadequate!
Under the Wolf's malicious Perception, everything was crystal clear.
After gripping the neck, a Jing Zhen struck, finishing it off.
Barely even time for a scream for help.
In the mist, the Old Woman widened her eyes, expression terrified, incredulous.
—Just as Ji Jue was attacked, Minkler's expression suddenly stiffened.
Beside his ear, a gentle voice called his childhood name, the true name hidden since birth, unknown to outsiders.
Like a mother's tender call.
He instinctively wanted to turn around but smelled a foul stench emerging from behind.
As the urge to respond appeared in his heart, a shadow of a decaying skeleton emerged behind him, tightly entwining, lips parting, inhaling deeply.
Dragging the soul, shattering consciousness, obliterating self.
This is the true execution!
Ji Jue couldn't intervene, couldn't obstruct this bloodline Curse.
Minkler only had time for an anguished roar.
Not out of fear for his own death, but recognizing the source of this Evil trick and its required materials—Minkler's umbilical cord Blood and the ashes of his closest family!
The foolish woman who genuinely treated him best, already drowned in the backyard pond of the Chopra family…
"You, you… all of you must die!"
His eyes burst, glaring scarlet, as if ignited by flame, with a harrowing cry: "I want you all to die ahhhhhhh!!!"
On his wrist, the Sun Dial shook again, amidst the entangling of three Spiritualities, a Spiritual Sword invisibly and intangibly converged and formed, penetrating Minkler's mind, causing his eyes to glaze over.
A blazing light erupted!
Screams exploded from behind him, the rotten face seemed ablaze, swiftly disintegrating, turning to ashes, meanwhile, deep within the mist, on the reef, the Old Woman and the companion wielding the water mirror cried out in unison, the water mirror dropped, shattered completely.
The ether responsible for the ritual couldn't even speak, falling back, eyes hollow, retaining traces of resentment and despair.
Torn apart by the backfire of the Curse and the piercing Spiritual Sword, their souls were destroyed instantly.
Yet the Old Woman's face turned pale, watching the entire scene in terror, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Feeling the hatred of the daughter before her death, wanting to speak but hesitating.
She initially wanted to say don't blame your mother for being ruthless, sadly, there was no time.
When she thoughtlessly sought to flee, she saw the shards of the water mirror on the ground, which, after losing control, should have completely dissipated, yet maintained a reflection of another's gaze.
The pair of eyes glancing toward her with a curious inquiry.
"No life left?"
No life left, then die.
Ji Jue drew a pistol, casually aimed into the void, pulled the trigger.
Two miles away on the sea, the sound of cracking exploded, the Old Woman's remaining charred body plunged into the sea.
By now, all three assassins had turned to ashes.
Yet the mist persisted.
The malice lingered, even grew more ferocious.
Beyond the mist, a man shrouded in bizarre waves beamed, exhaling deeply.
Finally, it is done!
At that moment, the secretly unfolding Circle Realm, after long accumulation and warming up, suddenly manifested!
Everything within the mist is the region covered by the Circle Realm, the territory enveloped by this Destruction, the land he may ravage at will!
"Come, die!"
As the pair of hands expanded, the undulating sea parted, a fathomless abyss emerged.
The waves collided and scraped, generating the sharp metallic screech!
And just as the hands overlapped, the sea water that had turned into an iron wall merged violently, bringing the terrifying pressure from the ocean's deepest depths.
As if the earth and sky collided with a giant sound, crushing everything into the second dimension!
Then...
The dual-type Chosen One of entropy and the Ruins was stunned in place.
The smile froze on his face.
Because the Prosperity hadn't fallen at all, even though the abyss below was impossibly deep, it stayed suspended, without any turbulence.
Like a wanderer afloat with no anchor.
No, this was basically floating, dammit!
You thought I rose with the sea?
Sorry, I was bluffing!
"Truly interesting."
Ji Jue laughed, looking through the mist towards him, the attacker's expression froze on his face, horrified. At that instant when Ji Jue raised his hand, blood spewed from the attacker's mouth, forcing him to invoke the forbidden at the cost of great harm.
The turbulent sea waters solidified once more, freezing, binding the entire ship upon the sea surface, and from the firmament above, a meteor appeared out of nowhere, burning with flame light and thunderbolt, majestic and grand, falling from the sky!
Boom!!!
In merely a snap, it completely engulfed the whole Prosperity, and then, just like a bubble hitting the tip of a knife, it shattered into pieces.
In the void, a faint barrier emerged.
The Prosperity remained intact, merely seeming even more battered.
Unscathed!
Even the meteor's terrifying force was instantly destroyed by the rebound force contained within it.
The raging power transmitted downward, channeling through the vessel into the ocean.
The frozen sea surface cracked, visible ripples expanding from the water hardened into iron stone.
With just one strike, the enemy was unscathed, and the Circle Realm was on the verge of collapse.
The attacker's face was pale, dumbfounded.
The body instinctively took a step back, and another step...
No way!
Run! Must run!
Run!!!
Amid the roaring, he transformed into a thunderbolt, speeding away in an instant, in terror, he instinctively looked back only to see the Prosperity still in its place.
And Ji Jue on the deck.
He stretched out his hand.
Pointing afar.
Thus, Zanlu—
Between heaven and earth, purple lightning flashed through, in a blink, piercing the energy-turned Chosen One, black flame spread, forcing him out from his energy state, turning his whole body into charcoal, plummeting toward the ground.
In terror, artifacts on his whole body shone one after another, quickly shattered.
At last, the watch in his embrace cracked.
The severely injured Chosen One couldn't hold back a grimace, laughed out loud.
Successful!
Light had already enveloped his body, pulling him toward the predetermined coordinates, instant warp!
Then, he arrived before the bow of the Prosperity...
Saw Ji Jue.
"So glad to see you."
Ji Jue smiled, raising his hand in gesture, "You seem quite happy too?"
How nice.
Everyone's happy.
The Little Ox and Horse are happy too, now should they be called Little Ox and Horse, or Big Cow and Horse? Or Giant Que or Long Shan?
It doesn't matter.
Time for a meal has arrived!
In the sound of steel rubbing, the mottled paint on the bow peeled again, the rusty iron plates cracked open to the sides, resembling a slowly opening huge mouth.
Without hesitation, it opened to the breakfast delivered to its doorstep!
Boom!
Iron teeth closed, blood splashed.
As the bow continuously opened and closed, screams echoed from the ship, shrill and sharp, lightning and flames continually spewed from between the teeth, gradually, they no longer were heard.
Only the crisp sound of flesh and blood turning to residue spreading from the ravenous glutton.
Such an appealing sound.
At last, the Prosperity opened again, hetui~.
From the crevice below the deck, spat out a complete head, covered in cracks, with a terrified, twisted expression still on it.
"Hey, Transcend Rank can be used for assassins, it seems the friend behind all this truly desires you desperately."
Ji Jue sighed lightly, kicking the head by his feet towards the dazed Minkler: "Who is this? Do you know them?"
"No need to look."
Minkler smiled wearily: "Mingta Recha, a recruit by my sixth sister, I even poured him a drink before..."
"Oh oh, family logo, right, I get it, truly understand." Ji Jue nodded: "It's a large family, sure knows how to live, haven't even reached home yet, they've sent a meeting gift."
"Sor-sorry, Ji Jue."
Minkler rubbed his face, wiping away the tears and snot: "I'm afraid even if I return to Xiang State, I can't go back home."
"Huh?"
Ji Jue paused, then burst into laughter.
"No, please enlighten me a bit..." Ji Jue asked curiously, "Why do you want to go home?"
"Ah?"
Minkler was dumbfounded too.