I Might Be A Fake Cultivator - Chapter 853
Chapter 853: The Stare of the Death God
Following strong objections from the female listeners, Dongfang Zhuangshi could only switch to another topic of conversation.
“Divine Technique, Immortal Death God!”
The ghost mighty figure roared as boundless black light erupted from the black bone divine tool it held in its hand. Heaven and earth began to tremor, and the power of the divine dao was enhanced by the divine tool to materialize a black skeletal projection of over ten thousand feet tall. The black skeletal projection was holding a crimson scythe.
The skeleton wore a robe that was constructed by inky-black evil spirits, and it recited an infernal mantra before slashing its scythe toward the elusive white figure!
Crack!
It was as if heaven and earth had been sliced in half as a disjointed crack appeared in the air.
Meng Zhi’s body was also sliced in half and disjointed as a result.
Bam!
Her body exploded into a mass of white snowflakes.
She then materialized again elsewhere in the air.
Meng Zhi’s expression was still as cold and indifferent as ever, but blue blood was flowing from the corners of her lips.
“Kukuku, stop struggling. The Immortal Death God is able to lock onto your consciousness before initiating its attack. No matter how you evade or resist, each of its attacks will still directly inflict damage on your consciousness.” The ghost mighty figure seemed to be quite pleased with itself as the divine tool in its hand glowed once again.
The scythe in the black skeleton’s hand fell again.
Meng Zhi gritted her teeth as her body transformed into a streak of white light before flying directly toward the ghost mighty figure. She was clearly planning to put her life on the line.
“It looks like the battle is going to be over soon. Let’s make preparations to run away as soon as the spatial seal is withdrawn!” Dongfang Zhuangshi instructed in a low voice.
Blue divine light burst forth from Meng Zhi’s golden staff before fusing with her body, creating a sharp blade, which was capable of slicing apart heaven and earth, that swept toward the Ghost Tribe mighty figure behind the black skeleton projection!
The black skeleton’s scythe fell, and Meng Zhi’s power of the divine dao, as well as her body, were sliced apart at the same time!
Bam!
The familiar scene of Meng Zhi’s body exploding recurred.
In the next instant, Meng Zhi’s body appeared right before the black skeleton projection. She threw up another mouthful of blood, indicating that she had been severely wounded, but her pure golden eyes became extremely sharp.
She continued onward with unstoppable force, and the blue blade of divine dao pierced through the black skeleton projection before flying toward the Ghost Tribe mighty figure!
A hint of panic appeared on the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s face as a wave of white, deathly energy erupted from its mouth before creating a dense wall in front of its body.
Boom!
The blue divine dao blade struck the white wall of deathly energy, and an extremely terrifying shockwave exploded outward as the power of extreme frost instantly froze the space within a radius of several dozen kilometers from it.
Even though An Lin and the others were at the very edge of the spatial seal, they still experienced a biting chill running through their bodies.
At the center of the collision, the temperatures were so low that the shield of deathly energy had been frozen solid.
“Break.”
A cold voice sounded.
The shield of deathly energy cracked open, and the blue divine dao blade pierced into the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s body!
An Lin’s eyes widened upon seeing this. “Meng Zhi managed to kill a mighty figure with a divine tool?”
Dongfang Zhuangshi shook his head. “That’s not the case. Meng Zhi is about to go down.”
Sure enough, the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s body trembled uncontrollably, but a sinister smile appeared on its face.
The power of the extreme frost divine dao spread outward from the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s wound, but its progress continued to slow down before completely stopping.
“Is that it?” The Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s eyes flashed as it grabbed onto the blue divine dao blade with a pair of dark, decaying hands before gripping down onto the blade viciously.
Bam!
The seemingly unstoppable blade was crushed by the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s bare hands and Meng Zhi flew back in retreat as blood gushed from her mouth.
At the same time, the black skeleton projection’s scythe fell again!
The crimson scythe slashed a crimson line into the air, which seemed to have sliced apart heaven and earth. A red light lit up the world, seemingly existing within this world, but also seemingly having already transcended into a higher realm.
Crack!
Meng Zhi’s body was sliced in half again.
Bam!
Her body exploded once again.
An Lin stared at the scenes unfolding before his eyes with a speechless expression. “Is there no end to this? Just how many lives does she have?”
Dongfang Zhuangshi was a vast reserve of knowledge on such matters. “This is the snow maidens’ snow lotus transformation technique. They can transfer all the damage their physical body sustains onto the snow lotus while they escape. As long as there is enough energy to unleash the spell technique, the user can theoretically revive countless times without sustaining any injuries.
“It’s just a pity that the Death God summoned by the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s divine tool possesses the partial powers of laws. Each slash from its scythe is able to destroy its opponent’s consciousness!
“That High Priestess is unable to completely transfer the power of the Death God, so she will only be able to take three more of those attacks at most.”
Three more?
Everyone looked up at Meng Zhi with a nervous expression.
Regardless of their personal impression of her, it was always a pity when a mighty figure at the Return to Void Pinnacle Stage met their doom.
An Lin and the others had their eyes trained firmly on Meng Zhi while lamenting her imminent death in their hearts.
Meng Zhi continued to retreat as the golden staff floated in front of her. She made a series of hand seals at high speed, and her hands left a series of afterimages in their wake as blue divine dao veined patterns appeared under her feet like a formation.
Boom!
Terrifying frost power soared into the sky before shaking the heavens.
Meng Zhi’s aura soared explosively, thereby allowing her to transcend beyond the Return to Void Stage for a short time.
“Ice Goddess Burial!”
A faint voice sounded from between her lips as the mighty projection of a blue goddess appeared in the air as it gathered a divine dao energy ball that was blue-and-white in color between its hands.
Meng Zhi knew that she had been backed into a corner, so she unleashed a trump card!
“Hahaha… You’re at the end of your energy reserves! There’s no use in struggling!” The Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s round body expanded to countless times its original size as it too unleashed a mystic technique to drastically enhance its own power.
“Divine Technique, Stare of the Death God!”
It raised its black bone divine tool high into the air.
Boundless dark divine dao light burst forth from the bone before engulfing heaven and earth. The black skeleton projection expanded drastically in size as its body became more substantial. Its crimson eyes were like a pair of crimson vortexes as they sucked in everything between heaven and earth.
“My Stare of the Death God technique can engulf all spell techniques.
“It will automatically turn toward the enemy with the most powerful consciousness and drag the enemy’s consciousness into a boundless abyss. You won’t be able to escape!
“Let me use this attack to completely end your life!”
The Ghost Tribe mighty figure cackled maliciously as it pointed its divine tool toward Meng Zhi and unleashed its final attack!
Meng Zhi also pointed her golden staff at the Ghost Tribe mighty figure. “Go! Freeze its life force!”
The Ice Goddess she had summoned waved her hands through the air, and the blue-and-white divine dao energy ball flew toward the Ghost Tribe mighty figure at lightning speed.
“Death God, engulf this spell technique!” The Ghost Tribe mighty figure was brimming with confidence as a mysterious might emanated from its divine tool again.
The black skeleton projection faced the terrifying energy ball, but its head suddenly turned toward another direction as its crimson vortex eyes began to revolve at high speed.
The Ghost Tribe mighty figure: “???”
Meng Zhi: “!!!”
Boom!
Just as the Ghost Tribe mighty figure was looking on with a dumbstruck expression, the black skeleton projection suddenly unleashed its most powerful technique toward the empty air in a certain direction! Everything within a radius of several dozen kilometers in the direction it was looking at, regardless of whether they were plants or mountains, perished in an instant.
The Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s eyes widened in befuddlement.
The Stare of the Death God would attack the enemy with the most powerful consciousness, but why was it staring into empty air?!
This was impossible!
However, the truth was revealed in the next instant.
A middle-aged man suddenly appeared as he struggled frantically while his body was sucked toward the Death God’s crimson vortex eyes.
The Ghost Tribe mighty figure: “…”
“No…!” It let loose a cry of despair.
Boom!
Meng Zhi’s attack exploded upon making contact with the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s body!
The terrifying power of the ice divine dao froze the Death God and engulfed the Ghost Tribe mighty figure’s body…
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