Chapter 884: Melon

"The Holy God has descended!"

Without needing Songtian to notify them, every Tianmo or human present with sufficient cultivation felt a momentary shudder in their hearts. They felt an extremely powerful force descend from the sky, pressing down so hard that even figures like Qian Jian felt their hearts racing and could not catch their breath.

Qian Jian had actually seen this Evil God before. When Tang Zhao had lured the Evil God to attack on the ship, he had also participated in the battle. Although that was only a portion of the Evil God's tentacles and body—which should have been weaker than the main body—the feeling then and the feeling now were worlds apart. It was simply unbelievable that they were the same existence.

Damn these Haotian fellows; they had clearly been told about the danger early on, yet they still indulged this monster to grow to this point! These Tianmo were either evil or stupid; they truly could not accomplish anything but could ruin everything!

So, could the current Evil God still be dealt with?

It seemed not, but... one still had to try!

Qian Jian almost instinctively released his Sword Domain and Supernatural Power, but at this moment, Zhen Jian pulled him from the side. Qian Jian pursed his lips; he knew what Zhen Jian meant: with Haotian, this powerhouse who claimed to seek revenge, standing at the front, they could take a step back and observe first. If it was truly possible to fight, and Haotian fell into a disadvantage and needed support, they could step in; if the situation was truly impossible, then retreating was not a bad idea.

Qian Jian knew this was a rational choice of planning before acting, yet a thought lingered in his heart: perhaps one should not retreat no matter what. It was because these Tianmo of Haotian saw room for retreat and compromise at the beginning, retreating again and again, that they indulged the situation to this point. If they, the top Sword Saints of the Human World, also learned to retreat and let the Evil God ravage the Tianmo Jie while watching the fire from the other shore, then when this monster expanded further and truly stretched its tentacles into the Human World, it would be completely irresistible. At that time, would they have to rely on another junior to save the situation with a miracle?

Moreover... he thought of Tang Zhao again. When Tang Zhao sent them the letter, he was quite high-spirited and seemed to have victory in his grasp. Was his plan going smoothly now? Was the situation before them within Tang Zhao's plan, or had it completely spiraled out of control?

If it was out of control, wouldn't Tang Zhao be in an extremely dangerous situation? Then they could not retreat easily; they had to do their best to provide support. If only one person could retreat today, Qian Jian believed it should be Tang Zhao, the young hope of the Human World. He had already prepared himself to risk his life.

Then came a boom, and everyone present felt the sky above them darken as something descended. Songtian shouted loudly: "Bow your heads, worship the Holy God!"

Everyone present, even Haotian and Qian Jian and the others, could not help but lower their heads. Those believers of the Holy God and the slightly less firm believers of other gods prostrated themselves completely. Although they kept their heads down, everyone felt a green hue before their eyes; it seemed the air was suddenly filled with a green mist.

Although the green mist was terrifying and seemed to portend that something extraordinary was above them, the pressure forced everyone to look at the floor, leaving them with no extra Spirit to look at the Holy God.

Only a few powerhouses could lift their heads, and the first to do so was Haotian!

Haotian lifted his head, not out of hatred, but because of astonishment in his heart: he clearly felt that the divine might of the Holy God was different from before!

Every god had their own unique divine might; even if their power increased or decreased, the characteristics of their divine might remained unchanged, just as the aura of a master remained unchanged, which those familiar with them could sense immediately. But the aura of the Holy God before him was so strange...

As he lifted his head and looked at the Holy God, he could not help but be dumbfounded.

At this moment, the Holy God was of course still green, roughly a very large sphere, but its outline was incomplete. It was like a sliced watermelon with a watermelon knife still stuck in the middle. What was stuck in the "green melon" was not a knife, but a pillar. The pillar was faintly segmented, like a human finger, and a complex spearhead was exposed at the top of the pillar, seemingly in the shape of an antler.

Looking closer, near where the "green melon" was split by the pillar, there was a small bubble connected to the green body. Inside the bubble was a mass of soft tissue. The pillar had pierced through the bubble, but it seemed not to have hit the tissue, grazing past the edge. The soft tissue remained intact, but the bubble it relied on for self-protection had been pierced, and most of the space in the bubble had been occupied; the mass of tissue was curled up in the remaining space, looking quite wretched.

This... what is the situation?

Looking at the Holy God's miserable state, Haotian first ruled out that it was performance art; then there was no need to ask, it had been beaten into this state by someone, to the point that even its previously omnipotent restoration could not fix it.

As a believer of the Left Upper God, Haotian recognized the antler immediately; it was the symbol of the Left Upper God. Almost instantly, he guessed nine out of ten of what had happened there. Filled with both sorrow and pride, he said: "Is this the mark my god left for you?"

At this time, others who were not so afraid of the Holy God also lifted their heads one after another and were stunned to see this situation. Some clever ones, like Zhen Jian, went a step further and guessed: "Could the one who dealt the final blow be the Right Upper God who died last? Although the Right Upper God was ultimately defeated, it seems they were not without means."

Seeing this situation, Songtian's expression became complex for a moment, but he immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Worship my god! My god..."

He wanted to follow with a word of praise, but for a moment he could not find one. Mighty? It didn't seem very mighty. Successful? Not very successful either. So he had to shout: "My god is eternal!"

As he shouted this, it seemed to trigger some switch, and the Evil God suddenly rolled with green light, its body surging and sweeping toward everyone present nearby.

The circle closest to it consisted of the divine officials who were sacrificing with Songtian, as well as Haotian who was relatively close. Although those believers and officials had cultivation, their strength was far too inferior. In an instant, amidst their screams, they were all submerged.

The strongest among Haotian's Tianmo, whose strength was no less than most gods, had been vigilant and immediately leaped away like a stream of light, avoiding the sweep. Songtian, whose strength was not far from his, originally had a chance to run, but when he saw the green light encroaching and felt the overwhelming might of the Evil God, he was suddenly startled, and a thought flashed through his mind:

Did it discover that I helped my god sneak into the Ten Thousand Gods Assembly?!

This panic caused his reaction to be a beat slow, and in an instant, the green color had completely swallowed him.

As it devoured the believers here, other peripheral believers, including the devout and fanatical Holy God believers, were terrified and scrambled to flee. Qian Jian and Zhen Jian retreated slightly, keeping their distance and remaining vigilant.

Zhen Jian observed that when the monster swallowed the believers, especially after it swallowed Songtian, the pillar stuck in the bubble was clearly pushed out a little. He shouted a warning: "Be careful, it must be devouring everyone to repair its own injuries. Scatter and run in different directions!"

Hearing this, the believers ran even faster. However, limited by their cultivation, no matter how fast they ran, they could not be faster than the green color.

Then the sky darkened; before they knew it, the sky was covered with a layer of green. It was as if a vast green ocean was hanging overhead. Someone screamed: "Sea..."

This scream came too late; the green ocean poured down like a world-ending flood, submerging everyone in an instant.

The flood reached from the sky to the ground; even those floating in the air could not avoid being swept in. There was no place to hide between heaven and earth.

Qian Jian and Zhen Jian also had to use their swords to release Sword Images and Sword Domains to protect their bodies, barely carving out a small life-saving island in the green sea to survive. They were unable to save anyone else; this was also because there were no allies around them, only Tianmo. Acting on the principle of doing good, they tried to save some, but when they couldn't, they had to give up.

They watched as the green ocean rolled on the ground for a moment, then rushed back toward the Evil God like a receding tide, suddenly surging onto its body and merging with its mangled form.

As the green tide receded, the world was left in a mess, as if it had been hit by a flood, with many people lying on the ground...

Tianmo?!

Qian Jian and Zhen Jian were suddenly astonished to find that after the green water receded, the Tianmo who had just been submerged were still lying there. Not only were they not devoured, but they also seemed to be fine. Some with higher cultivation had already turned over and sat up, their expressions dazed.

What is this? Is the Evil God not devouring skin and bones together now, only devouring souls and Spirit? But they didn't look like they had lost their Soul either?

Just as they suspected this was another trick, a scream suddenly came from behind!

It was hard to say if this was a scream made by a human; it sounded more like some kind of high-frequency, loud roar. However, it certainly contained emotions of terror, pain, and anger.

Many of those who had just been swallowed by the green color had also screamed, but none of those sounds had brought such a shudder from the depths of the heart.

As they looked back, they saw a huge green ball rolling around behind them. As it rolled, it screamed. Everything it rolled over was flattened and leveled, but nothing was devoured. The green body did not grow larger and larger like a snowball as it had in the past; instead, it grew smaller as it rolled. The green ball bulged from time to time, as if there were some changes inside, but overall it did not look like it was in danger of bursting.

"What... is this thing?"

Whether it was Qian Jian, Zhen Jian, or Haotian, they were completely stunned. They recognized that this green ball was the huge body formed after the green sea returned to the Evil God's main body. However, the body had grown, and the power had increased, so why did it look so painful?

Was it acting? Was there another conspiracy?

Yet it really didn't look like it. As if by tacit agreement, the few of them stared at the green ball together, wanting to see what kind of ghost this was.

And in the hearts of Qian Jian and Zhen Jian, a name came to mind; they instinctively felt it had something to do with that person.

Is this the good show? Did this play follow the script?

Finally, after a long time, the sound completely disappeared. The green ball calmed down and lay quietly on the ground, looking like a ball of grass.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the grass ball finally cracked open.

Many survivors retreated in horror, fearing that some monster would crawl out from inside.

However...

In the end, a shadow crawled out from inside: a handsome youth with red hair.