Chapter 642: Smooth Sailing

"Void Realm!"

As he gradually gained control of his current body, Bai Song seemed to notice something, looked at Shen Yu in surprise, and then looked up at the sky.

Clearly, the restrictions were still in place, and even he was trapped in this realm, unable to shake it in the slightest; how did the other party manage to do it?

For a moment, the expression in Bai Song's eyes shifted, harboring a faint sense of unease. He had clearly been in a deep sleep, so how did he suddenly appear here? This young man before him was excessively young; why would he possess such a realm?

Moreover, the moment he awoke, he sensed that although the Spirit Qi was dense now, it was far from reaching the concentration seen after the Spirit Qi Surge.

Logically speaking, he should not have awakened, yet he had; furthermore, the place of his awakening was completely different from what he had planned. Every turn of events caught him off guard.

Therefore, upon waking, he immediately projected his aura, his gaze cold, ruthless, arrogant, and isolated, his entire being radiating an aura of despair.

It was a frantic aura capable of causing anyone who touched it to collapse and rapidly sink into ruin; it was also his protective color.

By all accounts, the young man opposite him should have collapsed the moment he touched his aura; he had already seen such collapsing gazes countless times.

When he himself had truly stepped into his current realm in the past, he had once unleashed his aura, causing an entire city of people to collapse in despair; everyone had slaughtered each other or committed self-mutilation in their hopelessness.

Under the collapse, the dark side of human nature was infinitely magnified, and the entire city was filled with heart-wrenching screams.

He had not lifted a finger, yet overnight, only bones remained in the city. Their shrill wails and the emotions of pain and despair fed back into him; it was a delicious taste that left him with endless memories.

Now, he had been walking his own path for who knows how long, and his aura had long since surpassed his past self. Even among other old monsters, most people dared not look him in the eye.

Yet the young man before him not only did not dodge or evade, but when looking at him, there was not a hint of fear; instead, his eyes were full of excitement—what was the meaning of this?

He had seen this look countless times; it was the excited gaze of someone seeing prey. Was this young man treating him as prey?

What kind of lunatics had he encountered upon waking after sleeping for so many years? To dare treat him as prey—are they insane? Do they really think he can no longer lift his blade?

But then he noticed something wrong: the young man before him was actually in the Void Realm, yet the limit of the current World clearly had not reached that point.

He seemed to possess not a single trace of an aura similar to his own; no matter how one looked at it, he did not seem like an existence who had survived the Spirit Qi Surge after experiencing several eras like him.

From every angle, he looked like a master of the new generation, a junior as young as could be.

Yet the more this was the case, the more suspicious and uneasy it made one feel.

A master of the new generation from your family has this kind of strength without having experienced the Spirit Qi Surge? Is it me who is crazy, or is this world crazy?

A genius? No, where in this world could such a genius exist? Even if one did, how could it happen that he would run into him?

Things were abnormal, yet he immediately made the fastest reaction, his terrifying aura already shrouding Shen Yu. Regardless of anything else, he would strike first to gain the advantage!

The other party's eyes would not lie; that was a gaze that wished to devour him whole. He had such a gaze every time he hunted, so how could he mistake it?

Whether the other party was a young man or an old monster, since they were an enemy, they should be destroyed.

Daring to bare fangs at him meant they should have the awareness of being killed. Did they really think his illustrious, fierce reputation was built on bragging?

Yet after his aura shrouded the young man opposite him, it seemed to have no effect at all. The person stood there openly, neither dodging nor evading, as if he hadn't taken his aura seriously at all.

"How is this possible!" A strange look flashed through his eyes and vanished. By all accounts, once his current aura was unleashed, anyone with even a little strength should be able to feel this aura, vast as the sea, ethereal and invincible.

He fed on sorrow, fear, and despair, and naturally radiated a deadly aura of despair. Ordinary opponents, even fellow old monsters, would often feel timid before the battle even began when facing him.

Anyone he targeted directly would fall into endless madness once they touched even a bit of his aura; ordinary people would have collapsed long ago.

"Not good!" At the same time, a sense of crisis suddenly welled up in Bai Song's heart, something he had not experienced in all these years.

Yet he knew very clearly that this sense of crisis would not appear without reason; the other party truly had the ability to threaten him.

This could by no means be some junior; the other party was inevitably an existence he did not know, a master of the same realm or even stronger, and he wanted to devour him.

For a moment, a sense of dread actually welled up in his heart!

Among these old monsters, it was never a time of peace and tranquility. Most of them were eyeing each other, and situations of mutual devouring occurred from time to time.

Take the famous Pink Skeleton Mo Sanniang, for example; among the prey in her hands, there were few ordinary people.

People like them were even more aware of the terror of being fellow old monsters; everyone had their own unique skills that were impossible to guard against.

The unknown represented the greatest danger.

"Have you ever experienced despair?" Although he already had an ominous guess in his heart, on the surface, Bai Song remained as calm as ever, and terrifying Mental Power surged like a monstrous wave, intending to drown Shen Yu.

Although he had been sleeping for a long time, he was not unable to lift his blade, nor was he someone to be slaughtered at will!

At the same time, although this terrifying Mental Power was aimed at Shen Yu, it was inevitable that some of it leaked out.

Those people behind Shen Yu only touched a tiny bit of this aura, yet they seemed to have seen some great terror; one by one, their faces showed horror, as if they had instantly fallen into a collapse.

Some were directly weeping, angry, irritable, and some even engaged in extreme, impulsive behaviors.

They were mad; it was as if everyone had gone mad in this instant—that was a mental collapse following extreme despair!

Yet Shen Yu was completely unaffected; the Mountain and River Map had already shrouded the other party, and the next moment, they seemed to appear directly within a picturesque landscape.

A world of green mountains and clear waters, like a paradise on earth, did not bring Bai Song any pleasant mood; he now only felt the unease that comes from falling into great terror.

Before he could react, he felt as if the entire world was crushing down on him; it was as if he were being targeted by the entire world.

"I truly haven't experienced despair; I wonder if you have?"

Quietly watching from above the sky, Shen Yu smiled lightly; the power of the Mountain and River Map was easily controlled by him, and the entire world was under his command.

Under the crushing weight of the Mountain and River Map, Bai Song fell into endless terror; that irresistible, terrifying power was definitely not something his current self could withstand.

For a moment, the sense of crisis in his heart frantically warned him, and his instinct for survival caused him to erupt with power beyond his past, just to seek a glimmer of life.

Yet the reality was not so accommodating; his mental power rapidly withered under the crushing weight of the entire world, as if an insignificant ant were struggling against the firmament.

At this moment, his heart was in such a state of collapse; he had just awakened and hadn't had time to do anything before being wiped out by someone.

Who did I offend? Is there still any justice? You can't bully people like this.

"Was it this easy!" The power of the Mountain and River Map was pushed to the limit by Shen Yu, and soon the other party's aura vanished. The entire process was unexpectedly easy, so easy that he even felt a bit suspicious.

Why do I always feel like it went too smoothly? Could it be that I've encountered too many traps lately, to the point where I'm not even used to things going smoothly?