novelraw Chapter 966: The Desire to Annihilate Heaven and Earth
Chapter 966: The Desire to Annihilate Heaven and Earth
If there are indeed levels among divine beasts, without a doubt, this is a King-level divine beast.However, at this moment, seeing such a perfect yet undeniably powerful divine beast, Mu Hanyan couldn’t muster any excitement.
Through the golden flames, Mu Hanyan vaguely saw that its eyes were blood-red, devoid of any spiritual wisdom, filled only with endless anger and hatred, a desire to destroy heaven and earth, to annihilate all living beings.
A strong sense of unease once again arose in Mu Hanyan’s heart; this must be today’s greatest crisis. Under the wrath of this divine beast, not only would they die without a burial place, but the entire Anyun Country might become a land strewn with corpses, a vast wasteland of death.
"What...what is going on?" The Fifth Prince regained consciousness at an unknown time; upon opening his eyes, he spat out a mouthful of blood, shocked by that powerful and violent force. He then saw the raging divine beast and asked in a panic.
"I...I don’t know what’s going on either." Nian An Yao’s face turned pale with fright, instinctively wanting to escape, but moments ago, he had been severely injured dealing with those skeletons, now unable even to crawl, much less escape.
"Didn’t you say that this divine beast had just resurrected through nirvana and wouldn’t be too powerful? Didn’t you say that even if it awakened some divine beast innate skills, it wouldn’t be too difficult to handle?" Hearing Nian An Yao’s non-committal answer, the Fifth Prince grabbed his collar, yelling furiously.
His heart filled with a sense of despair; he was still young, one of Anyun Country’s royal heirs. He didn’t want to die, really didn’t want to die!
"This is not its power; it’s the power of the Nine-Turned Soul Pill of the divine beast." At that moment, Xia Youchen’s voice came from the side, his face also filled with despair, letting out a long sigh.
Upon hearing Xia Youchen’s words, Nian An Yao and the others were taken aback; none, not even the Fifth Prince, had heard of the Nine-Turned Soul Pill of the divine beast.
Under such powerful force, everyone staggered and tumbled, retreating to the edge of the stone wall to steady themselves. Xia Youchen and Nian An Yao happened to tumble together, but under the significant threat of the divine beast, none had the interest to fight.
Of course, Nian An Yao and the others couldn’t move even if they wanted to; even if they could, without understanding the true identity of the opposite party, they wouldn’t act rashly. They had already been caught off guard by Mu Hanyan and didn’t want to repeat Zhao Lingxian’s mistake.
"Not every divine beast can achieve nirvana rebirth. Aside from the legendary Phoenix, only those extremely powerful divine beasts can mold their souls into pills at the verge of corporeal destruction, through strong conviction, enduring nine revolutions and destructions to gain a chance at nirvana.
With this Nine-Turned Soul Pill, they can preserve their spiritual wisdom, absorb Heaven and Earth Power, and, over a hundred thousand years, reshape their true form. Only after the completion of nirvana rebirth can they gradually recover their previous wisdom and memory through the Nine-Turned Soul Pill, to become true divine beasts. Otherwise, retaining only some recollection of vital pre-death memories or animal instincts, a mere powerful body from nirvana rebirth doesn’t qualify as a true divine beast.
This divine beast, at the final moment of nirvana rebirth, was about to have the soul pill return to its body but was ensnared by that witch’s evil technique, which probably damaged its spiritual wisdom, making it so violent, even willing to exhaust the power in the Nine-Turned Soul Pill to perish together with the opponent. Such is perhaps the innate dignity of a divine beast." Xia Youming sighed heavily as he spoke.
After all, being a one-time superpower, the Beast Taming Sword Saint whose mere presence struck fear across Anyun Country and its neighboring nations, his understanding of divine beasts far surpassed that of Nian An Yao and others.
Not long ago, he even relied on a Qiongqi skeleton to resurrect a Qiongqi Divine Beast. However, the one he resurrected and the current divine beast were entirely different matters, scarcely deserving the name resurrection in the truest sense. He didn’t even want to bring it up—it was sorrowful to mention. Of course, this was another matter for later.
So that’s what’s happening! Though facing an imminent disaster, Mu Hanyan and the others’ abilities enabled them to catch Xia Youchen’s words, leaving them all astounded.
Such a powerful divine beast, the Nine Revolutions and Nine Destructions-refined soul inner core, harbored what immense power! Once this divine beast, in a fit of rage, unleashed its full force, how terrifying the outcome would be!
"Hahaha, never expected such peril in divine beast nirvana, Mu Hanyan, you may have wrecked my plans, but you won’t gain any advantage yourself, also ending up with no burial ground." Zhao Lingxian, knowing her death was certain, cast caution aside, laughing maniacally.
"Even if I can’t survive, I’ll make sure you die first." Mu Hanyan loathed this woman, disregarding the divine beast, she plunged forward, stabbing Zhao Lingxian’s heart with a sword.
Despair turned Zhao Lingxian’s eyes ashen; she knew that in the next moment, her heart meridian would shatter entirely, with no chance of another resurrection. Blood continuously flowed from her mouth, yet her face still bore that crazed smirk, so hideously sinister.
Just then, a flash of silver light; a man in a silver robe flew in from the entrance, grabbed Zhao Lingxian, and soared back out.
The speed resembled a fleeting shadow, so fast even Mu Hanyan couldn’t react in time. In a blink, the figure reached the entrance.
Fast, exceedingly fast, Mu Hanyan chased only two steps before giving up in resignation. Even in her past life, upon becoming a Sword Saint, she might not have been able to catch up, let alone now.
Who is he? Caught off guard, Mu Hanyan only saw the opponent wearing a silver mask, never glimpsing his true face. However, a pattern emblem sewn on the hem of his robe caught Mu Hanyan’s eyes. Fine silver threads formed a strange pattern resembling a curved river, with a strangely styled longsword embedded in it, seemingly dripping with silver blood, an eerie and sinister design overall.
He wore a silver robe, with a pattern emblem also embroidered with silver threads, unnoticed by ordinary people, but Mu Hanyan’s Six Senses were far sharper than an average Sword Saint, her eye power remarkable. With merely a quick glance, she etched the pattern emblem deep into her mind.
Another blink later, the man vanished with Zhao Lingxian.
In the last moment, Mu Hanyan glimpsed Zhao Lingxian’s gaze filled with venom and hatred.
This vile woman, able to survive such a situation! Mu Hanyan sighed deeply.