Chapter 367: Destruction of the Master God Space

On the ruins of the capital, flesh screamed in madness.

Among the shattered walls enveloped by Jin Guang of Fangcun Mountain, countless pale mycelia were drilling out of the charred earth at visible speed.

At first, only scattered droplets of blood twitched in craters, but in the blink of an eye, they twisted into fleshy balls the size of infant heads.

Bones, flesh, hair, meridians, corpora cavernosa…

The abbot of Fan Yin Bao Cha wore a solemn expression, staring at the blood carpet that remained under the divine light of Fangcun Mountain.

In just a few moments of stunned silence, the number of these flesh carpets multiplied several times over, coalescing into a massive fleshy sphere amid the heat and shockwaves.

Even the dumbest now saw something was wrong; several Fourth-Transformation warriors roared and unleashed all manner of attacks upon the flesh growth before them.

Even the abbot made no move to stop them, for he had never seen such a sight before.

What if this flesh growth breached the boundary of Fangcun Mountain's influence and regained its power?

In that instant, flying swords, bloodlight, energy…

All manner of terrifying power slammed into the flesh carpet before them.

Then, under the pale gazes of those present, the flesh growth accelerated further with every attack.

"Stop!" Yang Xu Zi cried out, seeing the truth: "The more you hit it, the bigger it gets—leave it alone and it grows slower!"

But "slower" only meant compared to when attacked; even if they did nothing, the flesh growth would begin attacking itself, perpetually in a state of self-destruction.

Fresh blood continuously oozed out, then repaired itself, regrew the flesh growth, then harmed itself again—endlessly.

In the helpless stares of those present, they watched the flesh growth multiply into a colossal mountain of flesh.

Yet they had no way to stop it.

They couldn't strike it, yet leaving it there meant annihilation the moment it broke free of Fangcun Mountain's restraint.

The atmosphere had frozen in place.

Just then, an intruder arrived—a portal suddenly opened, drawing the attention of Dongfang Wujie's Fourth-Transformation warriors.

Inside the Master God Space, a red-haired man seated on a golden throne looked at the suddenly opened portal, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.

'This… it's only been three days? The mission's already done? These guys aren't usually this diligent.'

Though puzzled, the portal's appearance was undeniably real.

So as the spatial passage glowed before him, the red-haired man smiled faintly and rose gracefully from his golden throne.

Around him, a crowd of Reincarnators watched eagerly, awaiting the arrival of his team as they prepared to step through.

"Comrades, since the spatial passage has opened, let us—"

Before he could finish, the newly opened portal was instantly blocked by flesh growth, and a tendril slithered through the glowing gateway.

'What… is this?'

The Reincarnators' minds instinctively flashed a question mark.

Then they saw: the limp tendril outside the portal instantly expanded upon entering the space.

In the blink of an eye, it devoured everything within a ten-meter radius.

The two Reincarnators closest to the portal had no time to react—they were swallowed whole, offering not even a shred of resistance.

There was no suppression from Fangcun Mountain inside the Master God Space.

So as soon as it entered, it was like a dragon swimming in the ocean—every sliver of flesh unleashed half-Fifth-Transformation power, surging like a tidal wave and crushing all before it.

"What the hell is this?!"

The Reincarnators around him were stunned, staring at the flesh mountain devouring everything before them.

Years of life-or-death experience drove them to unleash every kind of attack upon the flesh mountain at once.

But most attacks were rendered immune; the few that did cause damage only accelerated the flesh's proliferation.

To their shock, the flesh growth began exploding outward endlessly—ten meters, a hundred meters, a kilometer…

There was no time to breathe; everything within sight was being devoured.

"Fascinating!"

Watching the bursting flesh, the red-haired man's lips curled slightly, showing no alarm:

"Let's see how far you can grow!"

Having reached his level, he'd faced countless enemies—what monstrous things hadn't he seen?

Unlimited proliferation? In the end, it's just rapid healing.

As long as you keep attacking—cells, molecules, atoms, Planck-scale—so long as you push regeneration to its limit, you can kill it.

As he spoke, his fingers curled slightly, the joints glowing with boundless radiance.

As he channeled his divine art, a terrifying force surged like a mountain collapsing and an ocean roaring, striking the flesh growth directly.

An intangible, formless power—capable of turning an entire star system to dust—crushed down upon Fang Can's flesh body.

On the shattered ground of the Master God Space, the flesh growth did not last a single instant—it was instantly shattered into countless atomic-scale particles.

But less than a heartbeat later, as if appearing from nowhere, each atom began splitting anew.

The next moment, the flesh that had been less than ten kilometers long had proliferated to hundreds of kilometers, spreading across the Master God Plaza and crushing countless Reincarnators beneath it.

'Even at the atomic level, it cannot be erased?' The red-haired man's expression turned surprised.

But no matter—he had a backup plan.

If direct strikes won't work, then annihilate the space itself!

If every patch of space containing the flesh growth is destroyed, no matter how it wriggles, it must weaken along with the space.

With this thought, the man sneered and thrust forward a fist designed to shatter time and space.

Boom—

The next instant, every patch of space occupied by the flesh growth was saturated with the man's tyrannical, overwhelming fist intent.

His fist carried the will to crush the vacuum itself, as if billions of stars exploded simultaneously.

Power enough to shatter a galaxy in an instant was concentrated within this tiny hundred-meter space, determined to turn this flesh and blood into the most basic particles.

But what followed was the absolute rebound of superpowers!

If erasing an entire space was enough to kill Fang Can, it would be too shameful for the nine-turn effect of 【Unyielding Resilience】.

For every inch of Fang Can's flesh and blood destroyed, ten or a hundred inches of new flesh and blood sprang forth.

But the moment those ten or a hundred inches of flesh and blood emerged, they were annihilated by the space again, replaced by even more flesh and blood.

In any case, by the time the red-haired man realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

Because a black hole composed of Fang Can's flesh and blood simply appeared out of nowhere within the Main God Space.

Yes, 【Black Hole · Fang Can Skin Limited Edition】.

"Holy shit, you damn bastards!!!"

Amidst the red-haired man's roar, the entire planet-sized Main God Space was directly filled by Fang Can's infinitely proliferating black hole.

Countless flesh and blood were generated every moment, only to be swallowed by the black hole's own gravity; countless reincarnators were destroyed before they could even react.

And in Dayan, the terrifying gravity directly twisted the space passage while swallowing the entire city.

And the complete destruction of Kyoto awakened a sleeping will.

(End of this chapter)