novelraw Chapter 833 - 450: Shadow in the Flames, Sword in the Painting
Chapter 833 - 450: Shadow in the Flames, Sword in the Painting
Can this really work?
Even if it's possible, can you really achieve it?
Before anyone could react, filled with doubt and shock, they heard Wuyou's cold voice: "I ask everyone to lend me a hand…"
In an instant, screams arose from within the group.
First came the sycophantic steward behind him, followed by the subordinates one after another…
They felt a terrifying black hole suddenly emerge inside them, rapidly devouring their life, soul, and everything.
Shocked, they looked up, wanting to plead, but saw Wuyou's indifferent face.
They couldn't even resist...
The Heavenly Origin Path allows those in power to take everything from their subordinates, as easily as eating or drinking.
Only retaining a few powerful confidants, not just those useless subordinates, even the living creatures stored in the baskets fell prey as sacrifices.
Thick blood gushed out from the gaps in the basket.
Finally, it coalesced and wrapped around the Flame Tide Seed!
Live sacrifice!
The ritual of live sacrifice began once again!
Meanwhile, within the group, all the Mutated Transformation who had signed contracts with Wuyou could feel their spiritual essence continually leaking out, angrily cursing and wanting to resist.
But they were completely ignored by Wuyou.
"Those who accomplish great things do not bother with trifles. Now that the treasure mountain is ahead, I've even given up so many subordinates. Are you all still reluctant to spare a bit of essence and spiritual energy?"
All the plundered power, spiritual essence, even life, and soul, were poured into the Seed of Calamity.
A crimson hue instantly surged from the cracks in the Flame Tide, temporarily merging with the pitch-black fire of brimstone... In the end, with the violent tremors throughout the Crack Realm, black and red flames soared into the sky, transforming into a towering fiery tornado, spiraling and spreading out in all directions.
The shadow of the tower shuddered violently under the fierce flames.
The ground shook, and the sky rumbled.
Blazing fires rained down into the ruins and buildings, spreading swiftly, eventually converging into dozens of torrents under Wuyou's control, wreaking havoc as they funneled toward the highest temple!
Great faces roared.
Countless past illusions and marks emerged constantly, darkness upheaved, vast fissures appeared on the high walls, rapidly spreading.
The Forbidden Domain was crumbling!
And under the ravages of the fire of brimstone, the darkness within the temple ascended with a heavy rolling motion, seemingly thinning rapidly... revealing the true core of the Crack Realm!
Everyone was left breathless.
Countless dancing Flame Lights lit up the sky, casting onto the high heavens, reflecting a solemn shadow dangling down!
Tower!
A fragmented shadow of a half-tower emerged from the raging waves of light, hanging upside down over the sea, pointing towards the temple's abode.
The former pillar of the Heavenly Origin Tower finally revealed its true form... even if the broken tower had already fallen below the vortex, it was still beneath this towering structure!
The rampant fire of brimstone triggered the true force within the temple, which under the shadow of the tower, suddenly stalled, unable to expand further.
An impasse was reached.
But the apocalyptic sounds continued unabated... unending in the ears!
Until the dead walls finally reached their limit.
Collapse—
Behind the enormous breaches, the towering palaces within the temple were revealed, even the countless sealing circle of illusions within the palace.
"Haha, hahahaha, hahahahahaha!!!"
Wuyou was overwhelmed with joy, dancing with excitement, gazing fervently at the illusion-shrouded palace, as if feeling the call of the Heirloom Seal.
The tower's authority was within reach!
But just...
At that moment, amid the fierce fire, the tremors of the Crack Realm, and the collapse of the city, it seemed that another sound arose.
Vague, yet distant.
In the thick smoke and flames, it was so fleeting.
Like a deep hum, echoing through the flames and ruins,
Behind him, amidst the collapsing structures and dancing fierce flames, countless illusions and marks arose once more.
It was as if a blurry figure strolled leisurely by, unconcerned, as towering shadows emerged from the dense smoke.
Like burning souls leading monsters patrolling their own Hell.
A contemptuous glance was cast back at him, only to disappear once more into the flames.
Footsteps thunderously receded.
What on earth... was that?
Clearly just one among countless illusions, yet it caused a slight sinking in Wuyou's heart, instant constriction of his heart, but no matter how he tried, he couldn't see it clearly anymore.
No time to care.
The urgent task at hand was to...
Clap!
As he turned his head, his heart suddenly went cold.
A blade pierced into his heart, then the poison of rotten scales spread from the spiritual essence, in an instant, permeating the soul, encompassing all.
A long-planned stab!
"It's you..."
Wuyou's body trembled, his pupils contracted instantly, staring fixedly at that bandaged face.
Shekri!