Chapter 645: Strange Things

Li Heng nodded, lost in thought; so that was it.

A moment ago, he had been wondering what the ink sprayed by this severed hand was, that it could directly break the prison barrier inside and outside Wujian. One had to know, while inside the prison, the concept of "outside the prison" did not exist, yet this severed hand had ignored this characteristic; it was heaven-defying.

But now he understood.

The ink sprayed by the severed hand, though it looked weird and inexplicable, filled with Inauspiciousness, could be understood as ink from an author's pen.

Ink could be used to write words on a book, creating a story. But once there was too much ink, it could soak through the pages, soak through the entire book, and then appear in the real World.

It was just that another doubt arose in Li Heng's heart.

Was this sprayed ink a characteristic of the severed hand itself, or was it because of the demonic fetus gestated by that ink-pool monster that such ink appeared?

Perhaps this question was destined to have no answer.

Because this Pale Severed Hand moved very quickly; in an instant, it passed through the corroded hole, left Wujian Prison, and the next moment appeared before Li Heng, coming to seek death.

At this time, Wujian was still confused, looking at Li Heng and speaking out.

"Honored One, what is actually happen..."

Before Wujian could finish speaking, the neck of this manifested humanoid Transformation Body had already been gripped by the Pale Severed Hand, rendering him unable to speak.

Wujian Prison was actually the true body of Wujian today, so theoretically, even if this humanoid Transformation Body were blown apart, Wujian would be perfectly fine.

But now, after being gripped by the neck by that Pale Severed Hand, Wujian's face turned bright red, unable to breathe just like an ordinary human. Wujian Prison, which had been corroded into a hole, had begun to decline rapidly; in just a fleeting moment, it seemed as if it had gone unmaintained for billions of years, beginning to become fragile at high speed.

Furthermore, Li Heng could not receive a single response from Wujian.

"Wujian."

Li Heng spoke softly, and then in an instant, he saw a Pale Severed Hand attacking him, its speed so great it even surpassed time, space, and Causality; it seemed destined that he would have his neck gripped by the severed hand.

Then.

He reached out his hand and grabbed this severed hand, and no matter how the Pale Severed Hand struggled, it could never escape his confinement.

Li Heng was slightly surprised.

This severed hand did have some strength in its struggle; it had almost broken free by accident. He increased his force, gripping this severed hand tightly, and looked over at Wujian, discovering that there was still a severed hand on Wujian's neck—two severed hands had appeared.

A guess arose in his heart, and he spoke again, "Wujian."

In a flash, another severed hand appeared before his eyes, attacking him, also wanting to grip Li Heng's neck just like before, but it was instantly seized by Li Heng, unable to break free.

Li Heng raised his eyebrows.

If one speaks, they will be gripped by the neck by this severed hand? Although he did not know what the consequences of being gripped by the neck were, looking at the reaction on Wujian's side, it was certainly miserable.

This situation reminded him of the killing rules of the Strange. As long as one touched the rule, it was an unreasonable, certain kill. He had thought it was a monster, a Calamity, but he hadn't expected it to be a Strange object?

It was just that this was too peculiar.

He had thought the monster would gestate a more powerful monster, or summon a terrifying Calamity, but he hadn't expected it to summon a Strange beyond Calamities and monsters?

Moreover, Li Heng felt somewhat puzzled; were things outside the Great Void all like this? Unreasonable, Absolute things?

The Fruit Knife that cut through everything the Alliance encountered, the box that stood independent of everything, the bonfire that illuminated the Unknown—they were all like this. The Pale Severed Hand he had encountered now also had a similar essence. Perhaps these things were the ancestors of the Strange he had encountered before?

He looked at Wujian, who was gripped by the neck and whose life or death was unknown.

Looking at Wujian now, he had no power to fight back, and in reality, he had no power to fight back. But he could sense in the dark that Wujian was not dead and was still alive, so he was not anxious.

Wujian was, after all, a product of that behind-the-scenes organization, and in essence, he was also similar to the Strange, even belonging to a sublimation of the Strange he had encountered in the past—which meant his essence was also similar to this Pale Severed Hand.

The confrontation between things like the Strange was rule against rule; whichever rule was higher could suppress the other. Now, it was clear that the Pale Severed Hand had suppressed Wujian, but it could not kill Wujian.

"Wujian."

Li Heng continued to call out, and another Pale Severed Hand was born from thin air, attacking him, only to be seized by him again, unable to move. At this moment, he finally confirmed one point: that speaking would lead to an attack by the Pale Severed Hand was likely one of the rules.

Then what if he destroyed these Pale Severed Hands?

If destroying the Pale Severed Hand could obtain Source Power, and it could be born from thin air, wouldn't that mean he could farm Source Power endlessly? His heart stirred, and Hongdao Power erupted, obliterating the Pale Severed Hand in his hand, reducing it to Emptiness.

But after waiting for a long time, there was no sense of Source Power being credited.

Unless he hadn't killed it thoroughly enough?

Li Heng experimented again, this time using Source Power to perform the obliteration, reducing the remaining two Pale Severed Hands in his hand to Emptiness, ensuring they were killed thoroughly, but still, there was no sense of Source Power being credited.

However, after using Source Power to destroy these two Pale Severed Hands, the Pale Severed Hand next to him gripping Wujian's neck seemed to become somewhat weak and powerless, no longer gripping so tightly, and Wujian was finally able to breathe, gasping for air heavily.

Li Heng sensed over, and could also receive a faint response.

But it seemed the bug could not be exploited.

He shook his head helplessly; he knew there wouldn't be such a good thing.

For a long time, he had always had a guess: could he farm Source Power without limit through a similar mechanism? But now it seemed that some mechanism in the dark prevented this.

Or perhaps the supreme essence of Source Power determined this.

What he obtained from hunting monsters should not be some kind of energy, but rather the essence itself; and what he obtained was not the quantity of the essence, but the variety of the essence. Everything might possess the essence of Source Power, but individuals among all things might only possess one or more kinds, but not all essences of Source Power.

Once a kind of Source Power essence was obtained repeatedly, it was equivalent to not obtaining it, so naturally, there would be no sense of Source Power being credited.

However, these were just his guesses; perhaps he was wrong. After all, the current situation also had some discrepancies with his guesses; for example, throughout his hunting, as long as he could successfully and thoroughly kill the opponent, he could basically obtain Source Power.

But if one followed the view of classifying by Source Power essence, he should have encountered many situations where he could not obtain Source Power because the Source Power essence was a duplicate.

Perhaps there was a deeper mechanism?

Li Heng was lost in thought, intending to truly take action against this Pale Severed Hand. What he had killed just now might only be a Transformation Body of this Pale Severed Hand, so he hadn't obtained Source Power, but what if he killed the true body of this Pale Severed Hand?

He walked in front of Wujian, pulled away the Pale Severed Hand gripping Wujian's neck, his heart stirred, and Hongdao Power erupted, causing this Pale Severed Hand to be completely destroyed.

But still, there was no sense of Source Power being credited.

Li Heng raised his eyebrows and spoke out, "Wujian."

Instantly, another Pale Severed Hand attacked him; he easily seized and confined it, but he frowned. What was going on? He had clearly felt that he had thoroughly obliterated this Pale Severed Hand just now, so why did it still appear?

This severed hand wasn't a Calamity, it didn't have an Undying essence, right?

It felt as if this severed hand had turned into a phenomenon?

A guess arose in his heart....