Chapter 396: Identity Exposed, Black Tortoise? Black Tortoise?!

On this point, not even those two as-yet-unseen Immortal-level beings on the human side could achieve it.

If someone were to look down from above at this moment, they would certainly see a mysterious pattern inscribed across the entire earth, appearing as if it were breathing; those lines converged and linked into a special formation, a seal!

A faint purple radiance upon it was flickering constantly, and each flicker brought forth a powerful, destructive energy; under a peculiar attractive force, this destructive energy began to slowly gather, react, amplify, and continuously brew astonishing destructive power.

And this was the 【Violent Positive-Negative Reaction】 grand formation that Baichuan had previously laid down with the help of the players.

Its principle was the violent collapse reaction that erupted when his own matter collided closely with the matter of the positive Xingkong, back when he was still in the Earthly Immortal Realm in the Zhenyu.

It was also the source of his confidence that he could truly implement this plan without interference, and his assurance that he would not fear being blocked when it was eventually discovered.

After all, once this began, not even the once-Immortal-level Zi Shu could force it to stop.

By mixing his own special matter into the skills and even the heavenly treasures bestowed upon the players, he could not only control the players at critical moments and use them as suicide missiles, but he could also secretly scatter this matter to every corner of the earth during their daily unfortunate deaths.

Wherever the players reached, their corpses would become a part of the tentacles of his grand formation; and in places they could not reach, under the personal guidance of the Spirit of Shishan—which was born at the junction of the entire earth's veins—the Dragon Blood, which possessed the same aura as the veins but was composed of negative matter, flowed through all the vein channels beneath the earth in an instant.

While Baichuan did not discard the energy within the Dragon Blood, this Dragon Blood was a nourishing substance for the earth, which was the reason why those few Immortal-level beings could not detect it.

Thus, the most important veins of this world, which supported the entire earth, had been thoroughly transformed by him into a destructive killing formation!

And now, it had been directly activated!

The Dragon Blood that was beneficial to the earth's veins was instantly reversed into a deadly poison!

Wisps of purple luster, seemingly faint but containing lethal intent, began to flicker, shrouding the entire earth in purple light; occasionally, a few strands of energy that had brewed to the extreme and leaked out erupted from the ground like a volcanic eruption.

"Damn it!"

A cluster of purple flames erupted from underground; BaiHaoYaoWang barely dodged this attack, which was composed purely of a massive amount of True Immortal power, and looked in all directions with an ugly expression.

In just a few short breaths, he had witnessed with his own eyes the entire earth transform into part of a mysterious grand formation; even though BaiHaoYaoWang did not yet understand the effect of this formation, it was definitely extraordinary to be treated this way by that mysterious Dragon Lord who had returned from the dead and could kill QinYuanYaoWang in one go just by attacking! It was absolutely a killing formation of immense power!

He could feel that an invisible, massive attractive force had already solidified the nearby space as if it were solid rock, and the underground was thoroughly shrouded by this formation; let alone escaping underground, perhaps the moment he submerged into the earth, he would be wiped out by this killing formation without a trace left, not to mention the players and cultivators who were constantly self-destructing and bombing him with their peculiar armor-piercing power.

This situation was exactly as the saying went: no road to heaven, no door to the earth.

"Is Heaven not going to let me survive?"

Under the oppressive and desperate atmosphere, Bai Hao could not help but sigh in sorrow.

The next moment, his eyes turned incomparably red; if he could not escape, then the only option was to defeat the Dragon Lord!

Do not underestimate him, a dignified Demon King!

"Hmph hmph~"

A sound like a pig's grunt suddenly rang out; no! That was not like a pig!

It was a giant porcupine covered in back-spines!

At this moment, Baichuan, looking down at BaiHaoYaoWang from above, finally discovered the true appearance of this Demon King.

Under the dense white light, the BaiHaoYaoWang, who was already as large as a mountain range, swelled crazily like a balloon that had been blown into; that was the Demon King preparing for a last stand, truly transforming into his original form.

Subsequently, those back-spines, each more exaggerated than the tallest mountain peak on the earth today, instantly detached from his back and shot from the ground toward the firmament!

Those were the most terrifying parts of his body, which BaiHaoYaoWang had fed and refined with his own power for who knows how many years; their toughness, sharpness, and hardness... if each spine were in the Xingkong, piercing through several planets in one go would be an effortless task.

Because Bai Hao's True Immortal Characteristic was stored upon the back-spines!

Sharpness LV6 (Characteristic) was the power he relied upon to stand at the True Immortal level!

With the back-spines storing the power of sharpness, even those at the same True Immortal Realm would have to drink the cup of regret under their piercing power if they lacked any special means!

And now, all the back-spines, those mountain-like back-spines, were shot out by BaiHaoYaoWang at this moment without a hint of hesitation!

But, mere True Immortals and the attacks they erupted with were already of no concern to the current Baichuan.

Regarding the level LV6 (Immortal·Residual), after he had swallowed yet another True Immortal, he had already formed a guess.

If a Characteristic represented the power of a True Immortal, then the complete and flawless 【Immortal】 level was the true power of those named 【Immortal-level beings】; Baichuan, who possessed (Immortal·Residual), clearly knew and recognized that this was a power that, even if broken, far exceeded the True Immortal Characteristic level!

This was why he could easily kill the Longze Yaowang, who was also at the True Immortal level, and now the QinYuanYaoWang, even though the latter was a sneak attack.

But if one did not have the power to crush them, would a sneak attack be effective against this realm?

Not really!

He had already surpassed the True Immortal level, yet he had not truly reached the Immortal level.

If there were a realm between True Immortal and Immortal level, then it would be exactly like him.

Baichuan, with no sorrow or joy in his eyes, slowly raised his dragon head; a pair of opened dragon claws, carrying power fluctuations that seemed to move the entire world, pulled out a series of afterimages like a lotus flower, and finally closed above his head—

"Boom!"

A dazzling purple light erupted, and the highly conspicuous purple killing formation across the entire earth instantly exploded.

In an instant, the world turned purple, the earth rose, and all boundaries were lost.

The True Immortal purple flames, erupting like scorching magma but countless times more terrifying than magma, surged upward; everything was shattered, shattered, and shattered again under the power erupting from this formation-like, seal-like entity that radiated a deadly crisis!

The back-spines storing the power of sharpness could not even get close at this moment before they were instantly broken, shattered, and disappeared without a trace.

Even space shattered in the face of this power, turning into a pitch-black void.

Watching this scene in shock, at the very last moment, Bai Hao could not even utter a final word before he turned into a speck of dust.

That was the immensely powerful purple flame, which had turned black from being too dense!

The boundless earth began to disappear and collapse continuously.

A few breaths later, the boundless world vanished, leaving behind only a huge, spherical, distorted, hazy black-purple mysterious sphere in its place; a large amount of matter that had not yet completely disappeared, as well as matter from the Xingkong, was being continuously pulled and adsorbed by this mysterious purple sphere.

At this moment, only two beings stood inside the sphere.

One was Baichuan, standing at the top, and the other was that once-mysterious Xiao Gui.

"So, the two Immortals on the human side had already gone missing as well..."

Looking around, Baichuan then turned his gaze back to the ugly face of the Xiao Gui and whispered, as if talking to himself.

The virtually endless souls were all taken into his body in one breath at this moment, even though he felt a heavy pressure.

His body was so tense it felt like it was about to explode; tiny amounts of blood seeped from every inch of his scales and even the skin layer beneath, and he felt extremely heavy pressure with every move, but at the same time, all these burdens brought about a soaring increase in his own power!

That was a pure surge in physical strength; if Baichuan had the time to open his Ability Panel at this moment, he would surely see that the previously level-less 【Spirit Absorption】 ability had gained a temporary ability level, and this ability level was still continuously rising!

(LV1... LV2... LV3 Banzhu... LV3 King...)

"When did you discover it?"

The "Little Turtle Spirit" ignored Baichuan's muttering, no longer using that timid tone from before, but spoke in a deep voice, carrying a trace of irrepressible anger.

That was an entire world! And it was a fragment of that world!

At this moment, a pair of small, dark, glistening eyes stared at Baichuan, actually carrying an indescribable sense of majesty.

"What do you mean 'when'? Are you referring to your Immortal-level strength? Or that your identity as a turtle spirit is fake? Or perhaps that you are the last Demon King? Little Xuanwu?"

"How should I address you?"

Baichuan narrowed his eyes and gently exposed the other party's identity.

No matter how deeply the other party hid, while pretending to be weak, they had been following him all along; as long as one observed with intent beforehand, one could always detect some information.

Especially since he had experienced so many worlds, he always collected some creatures that possessed special abilities.

For example, the "Isomorphic Mosquito" he used here.

This is a special type of mosquito; it does not have any particularly powerful strength, but it can draw the target's blood and, based on the true form of the owner of the blood, cause itself to change into a shape identical to the blood's owner.

And as for this mosquito, he had secretly created some to suck the blood of this Little Turtle Spirit while it was pretending to be weak and had little defense, and this allowed him to discover a shocking form: dragon head, turtle body, snake tail!

It was exactly the appearance of a Xuanwu!

"So I masked myself that poorly?" Upon hearing this, the "Little Turtle Spirit" was stunned at first, never having expected that so much of his information had been exposed; after muttering a sentence, he did not pay too much attention to it, as he still had one final doubt, "Very well, it doesn't matter either way, but you destroyed the world—are you not worried about your daughter?"

This point was exactly what the "Little Turtle Spirit" found most puzzling; based on his nearly thorough understanding of him, it was clear that his daughter should have held a special status for him.

Yet why would the other party dare to go mad and destroy this precious world directly when he could not find his daughter?

If it weren't for that understanding being wrong, how could he, who had been following the other party all along, have been caught off guard by him?

"You speak of my daughter?" Baichuan tilted his head, his massive dragon head wearing a strange expression, as if wondering why the other party would ask that, "Wasn't she captured by you?"

"..." The Little Turtle Spirit's face froze; his dark eyes, resembling a pool of black water, stared deeply at this Spirit of Shishan that should have had no secrets from him. For some reason, he felt a chill as if born from his very bone marrow that seemed to want to freeze him completely, even causing his heart to sink a little.

This feeling should not have appeared in him, a high and mighty "True Immortal," but—

He actually felt this emotion that should not exist toward this ant-like pawn, as if standing before him was not a pawn with absolutely no secrets, but an unknown, mysterious, and sinister existence.

And he had already been completely seen through by the other party, as if he were standing naked before him without his turtle shell.

This is not Shi Long!

At this moment, he realized this profoundly.

"Who exactly are you?! Where is Shi Long?!"

A pair of dark blue inscriptions suddenly rose in his eyes, like a turtle and snake biting their own tails.

The next moment, a small, child's toy rattle appeared in his little claws, and then he suddenly spun it.

"Dong dong qiang! Dong dong qiang!..."

The crisp sound of the rattle began to ring out in this peculiar space, carrying a strange sound wave that spread toward Baichuan.

However, Baichuan merely stood there, not dodging or hiding, letting him quietly knock the child's rattle.

He knew what that rattle was; it was merely an ordinary toy. Even if an ordinary person came here, as long as they had the intent, they could easily crush it. What was special was not the rattle, but the combination of the rattle and the creature holding it.

In the memories he inherited from Shi Long, this rattle played a large part in his childhood; it was a toy the first-generation Dragon Lord used to play with "him" when he enlightened him.

It must be mentioned here that although the predecessor he inherited, Shi Long, was the second-generation Dragon Lord, he was not truly born of the first-generation Dragon Lord; he was merely formed from the Shishan where the blood dripped onto the intersection of the earth's veins. This point had already been explained in the interpretation on the Ability Panel when Baichuan first checked it.

At this realm, except for some special races, most existences rarely choose to personally conceive offspring, unless it is true love.

Otherwise, it is more common to use their own blood to enlighten some creatures to serve as their descendants.

And the toy that Shi Long once loved most in his childhood had now appeared here; the result was self-evident.

"Are you wondering why the rattle has no effect at all?"

Looking at the "Little Turtle Spirit" who was occasionally staring at the rattling toy in his claws and then looking at him, Baichuan did not wait for him to ask first, but spoke for him instead.

And this caused his pupils to shrink, and even the rattle in his claws could not help but stop, as he began to feel suspicious and uncertain, sensing that things seemed to have exceeded his control.

Various doubts and the "Shi Long's" behavior, which exceeded his imagination, caused a sense of unease to arise in the heart of this "Little Turtle Spirit."

That unease had nothing to do with the strength of power; it was merely the fear and wariness of an intelligent being toward the unknown.

This feeling was even more severe in an Immortal-level being who was high and mighty, almost devoid of enemies, and in control of everything!

It was just like a being who was innately omniscient suddenly losing that omniscience and discovering that they could not see through anything; naturally, a sense of unease would arise.

(End of chapter)