Chapter 897: 795 Appearance

Haotian felt he must be insane.

Why was it that no matter how absurd the things the Taixiong God wanted to do were, and no matter how much he opposed them at the start, he would always agree in the end and even work hard for them?

Was this some kind of psychedelic Divine Magic? But he didn't feel anything?

Or did the Divine Right of the Taixiong God include the ability to bewitch the Soul?

No matter how much he doubted himself, he was, in any case, led by the Taixiong God to go and capture that suspected Main God's lingering image again.

Once he decided to capture it, he realized this was another headache-inducing, difficult task.

He had originally thought that there were only nineteen trees in this space, and with the boundary blocking them, although the trees were intertwined, the range was limited; what could be so difficult about capturing a deer within it? Even without the Taixiong God, relying on himself, even without using Divine Martial arts, he should have been able to do it easily.

Once he started the capture, Priest Haotian realized the difficulty within. The gaps between the nineteen trees were like branching roads, forming a huge maze. And once he decided to step into the maze, he had already fallen into a series of troubles and fog.

The gaps between the leaves were very small, obstructing his line of sight, yet he could not clear away the branches and had to leave them there, searching through the mottled shadows of the trees. He clearly saw the deer right before his eyes, but it immediately appeared behind him; he clearly saw it pass by, but immediately discovered it in the corner of his peripheral vision.

Their pursuit speed was not slow, and the deer's speed was not so fast that it was unreachable, yet they could never close the distance even a little. Even when the two of them split up to surround it, and clearly drove it into a pincer position, it would inexplicably be lost.

Haotian rarely fell into this kind of powerlessness, which was a different matter from the powerlessness of facing a strong enemy. At first, he thought it was because he couldn't use certain means in this space and had to rely on visual capture like an ordinary Mortal, which made it so difficult, but after thinking some things through, he said:

"Wait... stop chasing. Could it be that this new god can simply displace itself in this space? Its running is just a smokescreen; if it wants to slip away, it slips away, and our pursuit is completely meaningless."

The Taixiong God thought for a moment and said: "That makes sense. Chasing in someone else's territory is indeed too difficult. But since it has appeared, doesn't it want to see us? We want to see it, so what is the meaning of it just going around in circles?"

Haotian let out a breath and said: "This is our guess; could it be... we are being too self-righteous? In fact, it is just purely curious, coming to look at us little thieves who don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, and then playing with us for a while—do you think there is such a possibility?"

The Taixiong God suddenly smiled and said: "It's possible, what you say makes sense. However, if it didn't let me discover it, that would be one thing, but since it let me discover it, I must at least touch its butt." As he spoke, he pressed his temple, making a move that looked a bit strange.

Suddenly, Haotian only felt the hair all over his body stand on end, and a chill rose from his heart, secretly calling out: Not good!

He almost jumped up from the ground, performing a somersault to leap several yards away, barely dodging an attack. Looking back, he saw that a wooden ground spike had suddenly risen from the ground, piercing a hole where he had been standing!

Immediately after, danger also came from the sky; the numerous branches of the huge trees turned into countless sharp arrows, shooting at him one after another, and the leaves on the branches were like sharp knives, wanting to poke hundreds of holes in his body. Everything in the previously peaceful forest had turned into killers and lethal weapons, wanting to hack him to pieces.

In an instant, a peaceful forest and a silent tomb transformed from a maze into a purgatory, its ferocity fully revealed!

Haotian was both shocked and furious. While using all his skills to escape and survive from the open spears and hidden arrows, he roared: "Taixiong God, what the hell did you do?"

The forest was clearly suddenly provoked.

He had just stayed on the side and hadn't even said much, so it was naturally impossible for him to have angered the Shenmu; it could only be the Taixiong God!

He saw green shadows everywhere before his eyes, completely blocking his line of sight. He could no longer see the figure of the Taixiong God, but he could hear the Taixiong God shouting from behind: "Sorry, Haotian, I can't look after you either, you find your own way to survive first!"

Haotian cursed: "You damn..."

However, no matter how he cursed, it was useless; the other party was completely submerged in the forest. He knew to use power to prop up his defense, and only then did he realize he was so powerless. Many means were very useful for dealing with ordinary Lingjie people and the barbarians opposite, but under the suppression of the highest-level Divine Might, he was actually so weak, and it even had a reverse self-destructive effect. Every time he tried to attack, it made his Qi and blood boil, as if he were about to be burned to ashes.

Therefore, Haotian dared not use those moves that replaced defense with offense at all, and could only survive for a moment by fleeing and defending.

There was no way; as a servant of a god, he was facing the god of gods—the Main God! How could he resist? The gap in status did not allow it.

The most desperate thing was that he had no way to leave now. Leaving this space also required two keys. It was impossible for him to get the Taixiong God's key; the other party had already fallen into the attack formation of the big trees on the other side, and he couldn't even see him, couldn't communicate, and couldn't even rendezvous.

Clearly having the keys, yet being trapped and killed here! This is what is called spinning a cocoon around oneself!

At this moment, Haotian hated the Taixiong God extremely—this minor god who didn't know where he came from was arrogant, ignorant of good and evil, and kept pushing his luck... Ever since he entered the Shenmu, he had been like a madman, and a series of operations had pitted him and himself into the current situation. If he had known this bastard was so unreliable, he would never have come to the Shenmu to speculate with him.

No, he shouldn't have formed an alliance with him in the first place; having such a pig-like teammate was more terrifying than a hundred enemies!

Now, let alone avenging the Left Upper God, all hope would be destroyed. Once he closed his eyes, the world would completely return to the Evil God!

It was just that Haotian still didn't understand what this guy had done to make the Main God, who was even willing to contribute his fingers, suddenly so crazy?

What had the Taixiong God, or rather Tang Zhao, done?

Actually, it was nothing; he just used his Glasses to observe the surroundings.

Although Tang Zhao had various plans, including provoking the Main God's remnant Soul or the new god to make it appear on its own, that move just now really wasn't intentional. He just wanted to observe whether the remnant Soul was hiding.

Before, Haotian had always wanted to ask what this subjective world was like in Tang Zhao's eyes?

Actually, it was nothing; it was just a piece of gray-white and decay. He saw the vast sky, the gray-white earth, and fingers standing upright on the ground one by one.

Yes, he saw real fingers and toes, also saw the torso on the ground that looked like soil, saw the old clothes and armor covering the torso that had already turned into rotten cotton, saw the hairs piled up on the torso one by one, saw...

Reality.

That's right, there was no Spirit projection in Tang Zhao's eyes; he directly saw the corpse of the Main God.

Actually, when Tang Zhao came for the first time, he also saw the scene in his heart just like Haotian, which was a vast universe and stars.

Those fingers were like stars. Of course, they were mini versions. Hanging on the huge stars under his feet. That might be the universe Chen Zong mentioned, but it was undoubtedly also influenced by the image of the Void, because the background color of this universe was gray-white, not pitch-black as Chen Zong said.

Being able to see the universe was not more advanced than what Priest Haotian saw in the jungle; they were all subjective illusions, just indicating that the place he most wanted to reach was the firmament.

But this time he went to the Ten Thousand Gods Assembly, and after a series of arrangements and schemes at the assembly, he used the power of the Glasses to forcibly control the terrifying Evil God. Besides obtaining a powerful clone and solving a hidden danger that could destroy the world, he had actually also improved himself.

The improvement in strength was secondary; the biggest improvement was actually—his power had finally merged with the power of the Glasses.

And it was the kind of fusion where the Glasses moved toward him and integrated into his system.

The most obvious thing was that in the past, he had to take out the Glasses to observe and use their power; although others couldn't see them, he had indeed taken them out. In other words, in the end, he was relying on external objects and external forces.

But now he didn't need to; the power of the Glasses finally merged with him at high speed during the process of subduing the Evil God, and he could use his own eyes to see the world that was originally hidden behind the lenses.

If his speculation was correct, this change meant—the power of the Master had finally been officially passed on to him. He didn't know if the Master's will was involved in this, or if it was the unconscious natural selection of power.

Tang Zhao was of course very happy. He originally had a breakthrough in his Sword Heart and had an understanding of the Sword Law, and coupled with the power of the Master, this was the reason he dared to challenge a higher-difficulty task—otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to come to the Main God's place to try it now, and with Haotian, whose strength was above his, together.

And the fact that he could see the Main God's body as soon as he entered also confirmed that he had indeed made a leap.

Tang Zhao was a bit proud at the beginning, but the subsequent development was not so smooth. Being able to see the Main God and not be affected did not mean he could easily divide the Main God's body and take away the Main God's power; the tools and strength he prepared were still vulnerable in front of the Divine body.

Seeing that he couldn't break through head-on, he wanted to catch the new sword to see if he could control the Shenmu in a more clever way. But he still couldn't see the whereabouts of that sword, so he took out the long-lost Glasses again.

Yet he didn't expect to cause such a big commotion.

However, with the Glasses helping, he was not as embarrassed as Haotian. Haotian was isolated on the other side and didn't see it, but Tang Zhao saw the incoming murderous intent and blocked it with his hand, casually stopping various attacks just inches away.

Although he received several times more attacks than Haotian, Tang Zhao established a safe zone around himself, sheltering himself.

If Haotian saw this, his nose would definitely be crooked with anger.

While Tang Zhao was blocking the attacks and thinking of countermeasures, a line of text suddenly flashed on the Glasses.

This was content he had never seen before.

Tang Zhao's heart stirred, but he maintained his composure and read the text aloud in a gentle tone: "Longbu, it's been many years, why are you still so hot-tempered?"

This sentence seemed to press a Stop Symbol; the frontal attack paused, and a flickering shadow landed before Tang Zhao.

"Xulun, you madman, don't go too far! To think you would actually dare to come here and run wild!"