Chapter 167: 167. Chapter 167: Beginning (Extra update, seeking monthly votes)

167. Chapter 167: Beginning (Extra update, seeking monthly votes)

"Ming Zun... Immovable Ming Wang Mantra!"

Gu Gu Jiantong's entire body was shrouded in faint light, and he felt infinite inspiration erupting within his sea of consciousness.

The "Alien Wu Gong" he had originally created was only a prototype, and it still required a massive amount of checking for gaps and making up for omissions.

At this moment, while contemplating the Ten Thousand Spirits Record, he felt his inspiration overflowing.

Not only that!

After comprehending the Immovable Ming Wang Mantra, it felt as if all sorts of inconceivable powers were coming from the void, continuously elevating his essence, Qi, and spirit, causing his cultivation to skyrocket!

Behind Gu Gu Jiantong, the pure radiance of his light-transformation ability became tainted with wisps of jewel-blue, transforming into a terrifying god-demon.

The blood vessels on his forehead bulged, continuously engorging with blood and twisting... faintly forming the true shape of a Great Sun, with countless blood-thread-like "Flame Patterns" continuously spreading to the surroundings, as if it were the radiance emitted by the sun itself!

"Something's not right!"

Listening to the faint screams coming from all around, Gu Gu Jiantong immediately discovered something was wrong: "This is... Extraterrestrial Xieshen... pollution?"

"Since when?"

His sea of consciousness had already been occupied by a scarlet Great Sun. The jewel-blue god-demon behind him cheered and jumped, growing three heads and six arms, with a circle of blood-colored, intestine-like objects wrapped around its waist. At the ends were a large number of women's heads, with many pitch-black strands of hair entangled together like rope knots, emitting wailing cries...

Gu Gu Jiantong's true self had already begun to blur.

In a moment of trance, his memories flashed by like a horse passing a gap, and he suddenly recalled a scene.

That was the scene of him accepting a Student Union mission to capture a con artist with psychic abilities!

That refined and easygoing middle-aged man...

The image of the middle-aged man suddenly blurred, and replacing it was the scene of himself being bound in a pitch-black basement, with sheets of pitch-black picture books revealed before his eyes...

Those sheets of pitch-black picture books seemed to be some kind of Extraterrestrial Xieshen secret scripture, carrying inconceivable great power, merging into the center of his brows...

And Gu Gu Jiantong had actually forgotten all of this, left with only segments of false and ridiculous memories!

"Damn it, damn it all!"

He wanted to mobilize his own martial will to escape this certain-death predicament, but he discovered that compared to the terrifying fire of pollution, his martial will was like a single drop of water, unable to alleviate the scorching heat and hunger throughout his body...

"Damn it... I haven't punched Fang Xing yet... How can I...?"

Gu Gu Jiantong's consciousness blurred instantly.

Outside.

Screams echoed continuously in the Baxia space. A student saw the jewel-blue, three-headed, six-armed god-demon and couldn't help but kneel down, performing the great kowtow of prostration.

There were also students who trembled and raised their hands, gouging out their own eyeballs.

At this moment, countless whispers that sounded like secret mantras and also like delirious ravings echoed in everyone's ears.

Those secret mantras were layered, dense, and continuous, as if countless people were chanting them in their ears.

A Jin Gang Realm teacher guarding the students had his eye sockets turn into two black holes, from which blood and tears flowed.

"Outer God projection?"

He let out a sharp shout, his Qi like needles on his hands, suddenly piercing through his own ear positions.

Pfft! Pfft!

His eardrums shattered as a result, and he could no longer hear any sound.

The pollution of an Outer God projection was a thousand times that of a thrall. It had reached a point where even he could hardly bear it; he could only not look, not listen... and finally, not think!

This kind of physical disability, as long as one could survive, could be healed after lying in a treatment pod for a while. It was absolutely the best way to avoid Extraterrestrial Xieshen pollution.

There were a few students who learned from this teacher, but more were fanatical, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

"Outer-domain Extraterrestrial Xieshen?! You dare to offend our Blue Star University?"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar came, the voice like thunder—it was Meng Lao!

At this moment, the muscles all over his body bulged, his terrifying Qi and blood like wolf smoke, and also like a giant furnace.

His life aura was incomparably intense, as if he were already a creature of two different levels compared to ordinary warriors.

—Wu Sheng!

Meng Lao, who was responsible for guarding the Ten Thousand Spirits Record in the Baxia space, was actually a Wu Sheng!

A Wu Sheng not only had Qi, blood, and vitality that had reached an inconceivable level, but their will was also sufficient to be canonized as a saint!

Even, from their Martial Dao Jin Dan, they had gestated a "Martial Dao Dharma Image"!

A point of golden light emerged from Meng Lao's abdomen, and then continuously expanded, like a golden sun.

Within the golden sun, a Jin Jia Dharma Image suddenly emerged!

Its figure reached the sky and touched the earth, every inch of its muscles emitting golden radiance, its face faintly similar to Meng Lao's, only the golden armor on its body was somewhat incomplete.

As a retired person, Meng Lao was naturally not a Wu Sheng in a complete state; his Martial Dao Dharma Image had suffered major trauma and had never been nursed back to health.

But at this moment, his Jin Jia Dharma Image stretched out a large hand, grasping that jewel-blue, three-headed, six-armed god-demon.

"Gu kid... wake up."

Golden needles appeared on Meng Lao's hands, and as a palm descended, the golden needles were about to pierce into various major acupuncture points on Gu Gu Jiantong's body.

"Great Ming Zun Divine Fist!"

Gu Gu Jiantong, with the blood-sun mark on his forehead, let out a howl. His light-transformation ability was pushed to the peak, and he suddenly threw a punch, like the gathering of seven stars.

The fist shadow split into seven, and the scorching radiance instantly melted the golden needles.

Meng Lao frowned. He was still confident he could suppress Gu Gu Jiantong in this state.

As long as he was given a little time!

Even, in a few more seconds, powerful figures like Vice Principal Nie Ying would descend!

Having this spare time, he couldn't help but loosen his hand, wanting to save Gu Gu Jiantong's life as much as possible.

But the next moment!

A fist wrapped in endless light crashed down, shattering his protective Qi, breaking his Great Jin Gang body, and crushing his thousand-times-tempered skin, flesh, tendons, and bones... causing his chest to cave in, and his whole person to fly backward!

"You... are not Gu Gu Jiantong!"

Meng Lao's chest heaved like a bellows. He pressed his hands down, and the Jin Jia Dharma Image suddenly became incomparably fierce, stained with a layer of blood-evil, about to slap Gu Gu Jiantong into a pulp.

"Gu Gu Jiantong" raised a fist, and a massive golden fist mark emerged, actually blocking this Wu Sheng's palm.

A middle-aged man's voice came from his mouth: "Ever since the previous few failures, I decided to eliminate all possibilities of failure... You don't need to wait for Nie Ying anymore. This time, with the tacit understanding of everyone, the Sect School, the Moon Worship Cult, the Blood Descent School... all organizations are uniting. Even if the resistance army's path failed, we still hold power you cannot imagine!"

While the Master of the Sect School was speaking, the jewel-blue, three-headed, six-armed god-demon's figure suddenly surged, encircling the Jin Jia Dharma Image.

On the Jin Jia Dharma Image, pieces of armor fell off, turning into golden light spots and dissipating... It seemed that in an instant, it was about to turn into a skeleton!

Blinding radiance flashed in Meng Lao's eyes. He stretched out his left hand, pointing a finger at the Baxia stone tablet where the Ten Thousand Spirits Record was located!

His will was like a blade, and under that finger, it seemed to hit a certain pass within the void.

The jewel-blue, three-headed, six-armed god-demon behind "Gu Gu Jiantong" let out a howl, and one arm fell off.

"As expected of a Wu Sheng, your response is truly swift!"

"Gu Gu Jiantong" grinned, but the words he spoke sounded like countless secret mantras, trying to drill into Meng Lao's sea of consciousness.

This was also a form of pollution and attack!

"Although a part of my consciousness dominates this body, it can only possess powerful martial consciousness... His true body is still External Landscape, unable to rival a Wu Sheng!"

"Therefore, I pray to my Lord to open a door... I have been stealing the power from the 'Ten Thousand Spirits Record' since just now! That is the great power of the God-Child!"

"Supreme consciousness combined with supreme power... will completely destroy this place, including you!"

Meng Lao clearly saw the clues, which was why he used his finger as a blade to cut off the invisible connection in the void and close the "door"!

At this moment, he already felt some unease in his heart.

Because so much time had passed since the mutation, reinforcements within the school had not yet arrived!

This seemed to confirm the statement of the Master of the Sect School from the side.

"No! You are deceiving me!"

Meng Lao's hair and beard bristled, like a white-haired lion: "You have been using delirious ravings to bewitch me... making me think the key lies in the Ten Thousand Spirits Record... You want me to actively destroy this place, thinking I can destroy your source of power. This might be true, but it will also achieve another one of your plans! That is your truest purpose!"

"Sure enough... Martial Saints are very hard to deceive!"

"Gu Gu Jiantong" sighed: "I hate you guys whose will is canonized as a saint the most... Those outside, do it! This is to save your 'God'!"

Rumble!

The entire space suddenly trembled, the void cracked, and faintly, a cold moonlight spilled in...

"It has begun..."

In the dormitory, Fang Xing, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes.

Outside the window, it was originally a good day with clear skies for ten thousand miles, but it was suddenly shrouded by a pitch-black night curtain.

A bright moon rose slowly, casting cold radiance.

He wanted to make a phone call or log into the virtual network, but discovered that he had actually been disconnected!

"What kind of crappy technology is this..."

Fang Xing cursed, but he was thoughtful: 'The All-Knowing Brain has been breached? This is actually a good opportunity... No matter what I do, no traces will be left behind...'

'The only force that can utilize the power of Tai Yin like this seems to be one—the Moon Worship Cult?'

He had just walked out of the dormitory door when he saw void cracks forming above Blue Star University.

Following that, figures wearing special Extraterrestrial Xieshen cult uniforms walked out.

They seemed to be carrying white "lanterns" in their hands.

No, wait until getting closer, and one would discover that those were not white lanterns at all, but "Moon Eyes"!

'This is... an attack from the Imaginary Number Space? Secret Realm descent?'

'How come I've only been on vacation for two days, and the defenders of the Imaginary Number Space are all dead?'

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing couldn't help but complain to himself.

He didn't know that the current defense line of the Imaginary Number Space was already in a state of total emergency.

Even if the "All-Knowing Brain" hadn't crashed, the immediate return order for the recruit camp would have been transmitted.

'In modern warfare, being cut off from communication is not a good phenomenon... Does it mean we are at a disadvantage? How is this possible?'

What Fang Xing didn't know was that at this moment, fires were burning everywhere in the Federation, with Blue Star being the most severe!

Many Extraterrestrial Xieshen cults had joined forces for the first time, bringing out their accumulated family wealth.

Even the major fortresses of the main universe were encountering fierce attacks from different cosmic forces! ===== CHAPTER 168 =====