Chapter 712: One Whip Ruins It

Thus, two flattened, strip-shaped Ancient Gods appeared at the front pulling position, panting and straining as they dragged the shattered plane, while muttering complaints: "Are you fishing? Those few killing gods are all here, and you didn't warn us? When they burst out, my heart nearly stopped from fright."

Bukaka said with glee: "You wanted to rob me, yet you blame me for not warning you? Besides, where do you have a heart? Take it out and show me?"

"Get lost!"

The other Ancient God asked in a low voice: "Bukaka, what exactly happened? Why didn't they kill you, but instead captured you to pull the cart? Is there some treasure inside this broken stone?"

Bukaka replied quietly: "It's Dimali. You know Dimali, right? From the Alliance. He called for help. It's said to be his master. His master dragged those few killing gods out, then captured me. Originally, those killing gods wanted to chop me up, but Dimali's master thought I still had some use, so he made me pull the cart."

The two strip-shaped Ancient Gods gasped: "Dimali's master? Dragged those few killing gods out? Is it my lord of the Abyss?"

"Just call him 'my lord of the Abyss's big mouth' then, why 'my lord'? No, I heard my lord of the Abyss's avatar, the Dark Wing, was also killed by his master," Bukaka said.

"The... the Dark Wing? Dead?" The two Ancient Gods were so shocked that all their scales clamped shut tight.

Under Bukaka's intimidation, even without any forced restraining measures, the two strip-shaped Ancient Gods became utterly obedient, behaving with a docility that was almost unbelievable.

The three Ancient Gods dragging the shattered plane attracted countless probing gazes from the void; some were secretly observing, while others revealed their forms to test the waters.

Bukaka and the other two were not in the least panicked; in fact, they were somewhat expectant: Come on, come over, come pull with us.

Whatever is worth three Ancient Gods pulling must be something good, right? What exactly is it?

Ancient Gods with insufficient strength only dared to observe secretly; those daring to act must be confident their power could suppress Bukaka and the other two. A voice came from far away: "Leave the stone behind you, then get lost."

Following the voice, a giant slowly walked out from the darkness. It stood sixty meters tall, with thick hands and feet, broad shoulders and a round waist, resembling a dwarf's build, except for a row of protruding bone spikes growing on its back and shoulders.

The Light of Creation finally jumped up from its lounge chair. For a fellow who only cheers and never fights, getting him to rise is no easy task; obviously, he recognized this giant and felt it required serious attention.

"Not good, it's Lei Hou! It can emit an invisible roar that shatters everything in front. Quick, get away from the giant stone; don't let it shout!" the Little Demon King shouted urgently, suddenly spreading his fleshy wings and soaring into the sky.

Xinghuo and Chuangsheng also rushed out of the shattered plane immediately. Xinghuo directly condensed Star Fire, taking a wide detour to try and attract Lei Hou's attention.

Lei Hou's attention was indeed drawn away. He shouted in panic: "How is it these three killing gods?! Are they fishing? Attack!"

A thick bolt of lightning slashed through the void on the left, striking the Star Fire Goddess, while a dimensional rift slashed through on the right, like a blade cut, right in front of the Little Demon King, forcing him to stop.

Then Lei Hou shouted at Bukaka and the other two: "Get lost! I'll count to three breaths. One..."

If Bukaka and the other two weren't blocking in front to weaken the precision of his roar, Lei Hou wouldn't have let them dodge; he would have just shattered them all together.

For Bukaka and the other three to be dragging this along, with three Ancient God hunters as guards, there must be extremely precious treasures inside.

He needed to control the precision of his roar to shatter the outer stone shell and reveal what was inside, so precision was crucial.

However, just as he shouted 'one', a purple skeleton leaped up from the shattered plane. The color of its bones rapidly shifted to black; by the time it reached the highest point, it was pitch black from head to toe.

When Lei Hou shouted 'two', the pitch-black skeleton raised its arm and slowly swung it forward.

When Lei Hou shouted 'three', the skeleton's arm moved faster and faster, and something appeared on its palm.

Just as 'three' was finished, Lei Hou opened his mouth wide, then felt something strike his head. It exploded like a rotten watermelon, and then he knew nothing more.

The entire void instantly fell into dead silence. Whether it was Xinghuo, the Little Demon King, or their enemies, they all stared blankly at Lei Hou's headless corpse, then turned their gaze to that pitch-black skeleton.

Seeing Ange looked somewhat regretfully at the Instant Whip in his hand. At least one-third of the whip, starting from the tip, had exploded. This whip of unparalleled power couldn't even withstand a single swing from him; it had gone berserk. He shouldn't have used so much force.

When he landed back on the plane, Lord Nai Ge Li Si hurriedly flew over. Looking at the whip, he said regretfully: "This is too fragile. One whip and it breaks? But the power was impressive; one strike killed an Ancient God. Later, let that demon come out and see if it can be repaired."

Seeing Ange shook his head: "Erased."

"What? Erased? You erased his consciousness?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si was shocked.

Seeing Ange nodded, then began pulling roots out from space. After pulling out a few strands, he gripped them in his palm, and black light emanated from his palm—the Undying Holy Light.

Wrapping these roots in the Undying Holy Light, he slowly pulled them back. Wherever the light passed, the mold spots and filth on the roots were completely purified, revealing their original color, and they seemed much more vibrant, as if the Undying Holy Light had revitalized them.

After pulling out one strand, Seeing Ange tapped the head of the small sapling. The small sapling tilted its head in confusion.

Seeing Ange connected the roots to the whip and said: "Grow!"

The small sapling immediately understood, instantly waving its True Leaves: Force—Grow—Force—Grow—

The roots came alive, wrapping around the broken end of the whip, forcibly growing back together with the original whip until they were completely seamless.

Once the whip had 'grown' well, holding the fresh new joint, an aura of death surged out, condensing into droplets that flowed toward the whip's tip. It quickly soaked the entire whip. Under the influence of the death aura, the whip rapidly lost vitality and became toughened, turning into a whip even more resilient than before.

Seeing Ange waved it with satisfaction.

The void, which had been stunned into dead silence by Seeing Ange's single whip strike, instantly erupted into turmoil. The two Ancient Gods intercepting Xinghuo and the Little Demon King turned and fled.

Besides them, seven or eight figures floated in the dark void. That meant Lei Hou's ambush of Ancient Gods consisted of at least ten. No wonder they didn't run upon seeing Xinghuo and the others, but dared to intercept them.

However, those fleeing Ancient Gods didn't get far before they turned back and fled even faster in another direction, as if something far more terrifying lurked in the darkness.

Xinghuo, Chuangsheng, the Little Demon King, Seeing Ange, Lord Nai Ge Li Si, and everyone else became alert. What could scare back around ten Ancient Gods?

Yet the Ancient Gods fleeing in that other direction came running back again. There was something over there too; something had surrounded this place.

These Ancient Gods no longer cared that they had just intercepted Xinghuo and the others. They quickly fled near Xinghuo. Obviously, to them, the things blocking their retreat were far more terrifying than Xinghuo.

This made Xinghuo panic a bit too. He asked urgently: "What is it?"

One of the Ancient Gods said: "It is not..."

Before he could finish speaking, a wave of soul tsunami, covering the sky and earth, surged forward: "King! King! King!"

Shadowy figures emerged from the void in all directions. The Chaotic Undead Legion had arrived.