novelraw Chapter 877 465
Chapter 877 465
Duan Yun withdrew his sword, and Dharma Image followed suit.
Finally, both parties took a glance at each other. Duan Yun nodded, and the newly formed, almost tangible Great Thunder Dharma Image gradually receded into his body.
In Feng Ling'er's eyes, Duan Yun seemed to have completed a unification with the Dharma Image.
For some reason, a hint of bitterness unexpectedly arose in her heart.
Why am I feeling this way?
Could it be that even I am jealous of the Dharma Image?
At this time, the entire palace was in ruins.
The originally seamless metal structure now appeared as if it had been kneaded by invisible giant hands, already warped and misshapen, with cracks appearing in many places.
Duan Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.
Though this place was bizarre and eerie, this almost seamless metal palace truly could be considered a rare masterpiece of exquisite art.
The previously beautiful courtyard was now also in disarray, the flowering trees shattered and mixed with the churned-up mud.
Duan Yun looked at this mess, particularly at what seemed to be half the mouth of either the Mad Woman from the Red House or the Thunder God and Mother, a satisfying feeling welling up from within.
That the undying Mad Woman from the Red House was here, still mingling with the Thunder God and Mother, was both an accident and a pleasant surprise.
The feeling of taking down two at once was certainly more exhilarating than killing one at a time.
It's a pity the battle didn't give him the chance to absorb their memories, otherwise, he might have glimpsed some secrets of these evil beings.
Whether it was this metal-forged palace, or their almost three-faced forms, both were rare sights in the world.
Almost instinctively, Duan Yun looked down at the half mouth by his foot.
The next moment, under Feng Ling'er's gaze, he extended his magic hand, and with a grasp, that half mouth was sucked into his palm.
He won't even spare half a mouth?
"Beiming Divine Skill!"
At this moment, Duan Yun activated his skill, fiercely drawing it in.
To the naked eye, that half mouth, which was initially somewhat plump, shriveled up in an instant.
To Duan Yun's surprise, he truly managed to extract a bit of memory fragments.
Normally, he would need to use palm force to draw in someone's brain and connect with their Sea of Consciousness to view memories.
This half mouth wasn't a brain, yet it bore memories.
Is it that my divine skill is miraculous, or is this half mouth miraculous?
Or perhaps, am I formidable, or is this half mouth formidable?
Of course, it's me, Young Hero, who is formidable!
If it were truly formidable, it wouldn't be reduced to just half a mouth.
The memories flooded into his mind, very fragmented, and Duan Yun could only see some vague scenes.
He saw the Snow Mountain.
It should be the mountain range they are in.
In the sky above the mountains, a colossal meteorite suddenly appeared.
The meteorite descended, shattering the mountain body and forming a deep valley.
In the valley, a treasure light permeated, dazzling like a radiant glow, as if a treasure was about to emerge.
Someone chased after the treasure light, but was instantly burned to charcoal.
It wasn't actually treasure light, but rather the strangely colored Thunderfire.
Among them, there was one person who survived the Thunderfire, ventured to the deepest part of the treasure light, and then saw a palace.
Could it be that the Thunder God and Mother found this metal palace?
No, in those memory fragments, this metal palace seemed like only half a structure.
The memories paused again. When reconnected, he only saw the Thunder God and Mother standing in a room filled with those peculiar writings, with some twisted snakes hanging around the room.
Those characters seemed alive, constantly twisting, thereafter, red lightning began emitting from the Thunder God and Mother's body as she gazed into the sky, as if searching for something...
Suddenly, the half mouth in Duan Yun's hand shouted, "I will become a great hero!" then exploded with a pop, shriveling into just a layer of skin.
From then on, no more memories could be drawn out.
It even stuck to Duan Yun's palm like psoriasis.
While prying at it, Duan Yun mocked, "With just those little memories, you want to become a great hero?"
When he couldn't remove it after quite some time, he used a famous blade to pick and lifted off the half mouth skin.
At that moment, the thrilling sensation of splitting two at once hadn't yet faded in Duan Yun's heart.
He leaped outside the palace once more, commencing a great slaughter!
"Spirits becoming refined, they're all scourges."
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Sword light and blade light ricocheted amidst the mud and water, until he had thoroughly minced those ginseng spirits before Duan Yun reluctantly ceased.
It must be said, during the slaughter, some ginsengs emitted a blood-like fluid similar to humans, and some let out cries akin to dying groans, showing that if they continued to grow, they might indeed become like the one encountered in Qianxue Town, capable of moving and harming people.
Thankfully Young Hero Duan arrived, ensuring to annihilate their whole clan, leaving none behind.
Only then did Duan Yun sheath his blade, gradually calming down.
He then realized and quipped, "Got too carried away with slaughtering the whole clan, totally forgot to leave one or two for research, or even soak in wine."
"No matter, the one in Qianxue Town is bigger, since it escaped, if there's a chance, it can still be captured."
At this moment, Duan Yun recalled some memory details from when he absorbed the half mouth.
Through those memory fragments, he could roughly understand the emergence of the Thunder God and Mother, and the Thunder God and Mother Sect.
The heavenly meteorite fell, crashing into this Snow Mountain.
From within the Snow Mountain erupted "treasure light," attracting many nearby people to explore.
However, the treasure light was extremely dangerous, likely akin to the treasure-light-like Thunderfire, igniting and killing anyone who made contact.
Yet among them, there was one person who survived that treasure light.