Chapter 380: Oh No!

Oh no, the old routine doesn't seem to work!

Lord Wuyou had already started to sweat quietly.

The seed of the abyss born from the shadow of the tower was originally best at controlling and suppressing. According to his original estimate, although the flame tide disaster was violent, it lacked flexibility, had form but no spirit, and was just an empty shell.

Just like a walking corpse.

A disaster without spirit; in the past, his shadow laws could control it, although it couldn't be called as easy as an arm, he could at least forcibly hold it, forcing the cow to drink water, doing whatever he wanted.

But now, the flame tide disaster was acting like it had gone crazy, struggling wildly, repelling, just like a vegetable suddenly climbing up and wanting to pour pesticide into its mouth.

Seeking death in every possible way!

He couldn't stop it even if he wanted to.

The tiger-tally-shaped seed of the abyss hung high in the deep sea, casting infinite shadows. Shadow chains extended and covered the sky, pouring into the dancing flame tide... but no matter how it was catalyzed, there was no response.

And even this meager sense and connection was breaking rapidly.

And at this moment, Ji Jue, who was still killing madly in the spiritual realm of the flame tide disaster, had just eradicated countless mud giants,

and was thinking that there was nothing exciting to slash, when he saw pillars of shadow chains descending from the sky, as if connecting heaven and earth, magnificent in momentum.

Ji Jue, who was violently infused with essence by the flame tide disaster, was almost about to explode.

How could he care about this?

Slash first and talk later.

The scarlet tornado rose from the ground again, sweeping back and forth. In the heaven-shaking sound, one chain after another broke and dissipated rapidly.

But Ji Jue still felt it wasn't enough. Amidst the flow of anger, violence, pain, and torment, it seemed to suddenly accumulate to the limit and erupt suddenly.

Only a crisp sound of breaking shells was heard, breaking free from the shackles.

When he came back to his senses, he discovered that the spirit of Chunjun had also spread its hands, overlapping with his own hands. In an instant, the rolling flame tide gathered and contracted, attaching to the blade of Chunjun, metamorphosing again!

Accompanied by the eruption of spiritual quality, Ji Jue roared and swept.

And so, between the scorched earth and the dark clouds, in the burning world, a wisp of soft humming suddenly rose.

Ding—

In the thick smoke and flames of heaven and earth, a horizontal thin line suddenly crossed, covering everything, perfectly splitting heaven and earth into two parts from the center.

And immediately after, in a line of scarlet, a waterfall of flames as viscous as blood sprayed out!

Thousands of chains were slashed and burned into ash in this instant!

Outside the flame tide, the shadow of the tower disintegrated!

In the deathly silence, a drop of cold sweat finally couldn't help but seep out on Lord Wuyou's forehead, and he was dumbfounded.

This, this... is it, is it right?

Right, right, right, wrong, wrong, wrong...

Between shock and confusion, Lord Wuyou only felt a sudden rage!

He wished he could curse out loud.

That dog thing, the Sower!!!

What kind of ghost things did he give himself!

The dead ash of the flame tide disaster was a defective product. After he exhausted all his strength to help it rekindle, it actually started to go out of control, and even the information messages given were all fake!

The flame tide disaster was not easy to use, and the dark disaster of Quancheng had completely lost its movement.

The confidant he sent returned in a sorry state, not only gaining nothing but also losing an arm!

It's not just that.

That idiot General Pacquiao originally thought he was a usable pawn, but he was like a pig, sent to the door without a brain, and was killed by an artisan; he was completely a moron!

And he even implicated all his arrangements on the Wandering Sea for many years, all in vain.

At this moment, after repeated rage, Lord Wuyou could no longer care about the pride and dignity he used to be proud of, and while completely breaking his defense, he broke the jar!

"Since that's the case... no need to regret!"

Although it is a disaster crystal extremely rare even beneath the vortex, known as the abyss fire capable of burning the present world, it hadn't even bred spirituality; it was just a failed product.

Now, since it didn't even have the value of being a weapon or tool... then, let it play its final "residual heat" as a consumable!

Blood color appeared in Lord Wuyou's double pupils, indifferently overlooking the flame tide that was out of control.

"Since it rekindled in the dead ash, then return to the dead ash!"

The tiger-tally-shaped seed of the abyss shook suddenly, expanded, turned into a pitch-black sun, and countless mud-like spiritual qualities sprayed out from it, falling into the contracting flame tide like a waterfall.

Not sparing his own precious accumulation, just like force-feeding, pouring into the surging flames...

Forcibly catalyzing!

Instantly, the originally withered and collapsed flame light suddenly expanded, like blowing air, expanding rapidly, expanding, and expanding again.

Until the violent temperature evaporated the seawater, making the sea surface, which was originally in a rainstorm, boil as well. Under the rolling scorching white mist, shocking scorching red appeared in the originally pitch-black seawater.

Under the eruption of the flame tide disaster, even the strange giant ship suspended in the deep sea began to retreat again and again. Feeling the violent spiritual quality fluctuations within it, everyone instinctively felt their scalps tingle.

Once it completely exploded... I'm afraid it wouldn't be inferior to the power of a fusion bomb!

Pop!

The moment the flame tide expanded to the limit, the terrifying impact and heat erupted suddenly!

The world fell into darkness.

A scarlet sun rose in the deep sea, and thousands of flame flows like prominences shot out in all directions, swallowing everything.

The layers of protection on the giant ship shattered, flying backward like withered branches and leaves in the spreading waves.

The flame flow soaring into the sky stood like a giant pillar between the sea and the sky.

The scarlet waves raged and echoed in the deep sea, unceasingly.

Until in the collapse of heaven and earth, the hallucination-like sound of breaking rang in everyone's ears, and in the involuntary vibration, who knows how many people were overjoyed.

Success!

Lord Wuyou's eyes went dark, feeling the impact suffered by his own seed of the abyss, vomiting blood, breathing violently, but after coming back to his senses, he couldn't help but grin.

"Success! Success!"

"Hahaha, finally success!"

In the dark deep sea, there were still wisps of wandering fire light.

Illuminating the strange crack that appeared out of thin air.

The door to the rift realm was finally opened.

Through that crack, one could vaguely see infinite clouds rising and falling, and a huge dark temple like a mountain range seemed to hang in the sky, looming, showing coldness and ferocity.

Seeing the place that the ancestors had spent more than four hundred years of time and dreamed of finding reappear before his eyes, Lord Wuyou couldn't help but lose his composure, laughing wildly.

Sure enough, destiny is with me!

The great unification is with me! The grand plan can be achieved!

The Changle brat is arrogant and lawless, the Anguo old ghost is just a dog guarding a corpse; now that I have the Imperial Seal in hand, the revival and rebuilding of the Holy Dynasty, isn't it destined to fall on my Wuyou lineage?!

It's just a pity that the laughter didn't last long.

Soon, he couldn't laugh anymore...

Accompanied by the return of the tiger-tally seed, the dead ash seed of the flame tide disaster also fell back into his hands... but compared to what he had discovered in the deep sea in the past, it didn't look like the same thing at all!

The orange-red gorgeous flame seed was covered in cracks, and its essence was less than one-tenth. Except for that last bit of dead ash flame, it was completely an empty shell!

Even more tragic was his own tiger-tally seed, which was simply unrecognizable!

Besides cracks, there was actually a huge gap, and from the gap, wisps of darkness seeped out like blood, as if it had been bitten by a dog!

The divine marrow of the Great Sin within it had also lost a large chunk for no reason...

Simply heartbreaking!

Amidst mixed sadness and joy, his expression twitched, uncontrollable, twisted into a ball, and in the end, he finally didn't dare to waste any more time.

A once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity was right in front of him!

He stared fixedly at the opened rift, impatient.

Soon, in the deep sea where the aftermath was unceasing, the giant ship, riddled with holes, regrouped and sailed straight into the rift, disappearing.

Soon!

Very soon!

From today on, let the Holy Dynasty—be great again!

"... Hmm?"

Under the manifestation of the Heavenly Furnace, the artisan sitting cross-legged and propping his chin smiled: "So that's how it is, so there was such a thing."

As expected of the obedient grand-student of my lineage, blue is better than blue, really blue is better than blue; even forging a Heavenly Craft can cause such a big joke!

Tianlu, who had been silently peeping, grinned silently, dancing with joy.

He hadn't expected that this bunch of imperial remnants, who were not climate-forming, could bring him such a big unexpected surprise today?

Even one of the fulcrums of the former Heavenly Pillar, the sacrificial temple of the Eternal Dynasty, had been dug out!

But who is pushing this behind the scenes?

Those few Great Sin demons hiding in the human world? The Sower or the Harvester? That brain-damaged monk from Wulou Temple? The crazy woman from the Tianxin Society? Actually, even the wolves from the Bai Bang who died almost completely in the past have mixed in...

Looking closely, this lineup is simply a gathering of heroes!

This is really...

Tianlu sighed, shook his head with emotion, tapped the crutch on his knee with itchy hands, full of expectation: Look, look, such a good thing, why didn't you bring me along?!

Pop!

In the workshop, Ji Jue, who was like an empty shell, twitched suddenly.

Finally, he opened his eyes.

It was as if he had woken up from a hangover and a big dream, returning to the mortal world. While sweating profusely, he couldn't help but breathe violently.

Then he discovered that he had already been sent to the operating table by Isis.

Covered in medicine.

The bright electric saw and scalpel were almost stuck to his face!

"Tsk, what a pity."

Isis sighed with regret, "It's only been a few minutes... I was still preparing to rescue you again."

"I think, if you didn't rescue me, I would have already recovered by now."

Ji Jue's expression twitched, he sighed helplessly, pulled off the IV drip on his body, and moved his body, only feeling that everything that had just happened was like a lifetime ago.

For a moment, he was a bit confused about where he was.

Clearly, he was forging Chunjun a moment ago, then fell into the flame tide disaster, slaughtered madly, blinked his eyes, and then *biu*~ returned to the workshop.

Before returning, he vaguely seemed to have seen a crack unfolding in the deep sea, and the magnificent scenery behind the crack...

What the hell happened?!

After reacting, he instinctively slapped his forehead, finally remembering the most important thing.

Chunjun!

Oh no, where is my Chunjun?! ===== CHAPTER 381 =====

Chunjun!

Oh no, where is my Chunjun?!