Capítulo 4162: Chapter 961: Slap (Part 3)
Lei Xi’er was patted on the shoulder, the word “囧” appeared, and then disappeared.
“Great Embroidery Technique.”
Dao Qiongcang turned around, placing one hand on the Divine Secrets Array, the pattern of the divine path flowed along the array pattern, rging in.
His whole body quickly transford into a pile of data and ancient characters, becoming part of the great array without trying to break it.
Then, like peeling a cocoon, he separated himself from within the array, started piecing together at the stage of divine path pattern, and re-solidified into a human form.
And so, he made his way in.
…
“ow?”
Greedy the Cat Spirit was the first to notice the anomaly, turning around from behind the owner’s head, seeing a familiar human face already close by.
“Gah!!!”
The little white cat was shocked as if seeing a ghost, yet so unbearable mory seed to be triggered awake, leaping up, splitting apart violently, transforming into a giant nine-tailed white-furred beast.
“Good kitty, don’t be afraid, I’m a good person.”
Dao Qiongcang moved forward unobstructed, reaching the location of the Blood World Pearl, covering it with a black cloth thodically.
When Greedy, with the Three Loathso Eyes and the Three Tribulation Eyes, struck down with a paw, Dao Qiongcang closed his eyes calmly, his form fading away.
At Cross Corner Street, amidst the booming explosions, Dao Qiongcang was not hit by Greedy’s strike, but a mass of divine path pattern “liquid” dripped from the top of the Divine Secrets Array, condensing into human form on Greedy’s back, lightly patting down with one hand.
“Great Suppression Technique.”
“Great Confinent Technique.”
“Great Forgetfulness Technique.”
The three voices sounded simultaneously, and three starlights fell upon Greedy’s body.
With a w, Greedy shrunk back to its original form, fell back behind the owner’s head, clearly forgetting why it had grown large and what had just happened.
“ow?”
It called out softly, looking at the stranger who suddenly dashed into Cross Corner Street.
Even though it had never seen this person before, inexplicably, there was a sense of security, as if this person must be good, exuding an aura from inside out that made the cat feel safe and friendly.
For a mont, Greedy even forgot to call out to the owner.
“Good kitty, go play aside; you are of no use.”
Dao Qiongcang waved the little white cat away, crouched down following Xu Xiaoshou’s clone, his hands touching the black cloth over the Blood World Pearl.
“Bleh bleh bleh…”
Dao Qiongcang’s face suddenly writhed and distorted, his tongue hanging out erratically, quickly adjusting to an expression of “anger”.
The black cloth was lifted.
The irate Dao Qiongcang forcefully snatched the Blood World Pearl.
He lifted the pearl high, unceremoniously smashing it downward.
Bam!
The Blood World Pearl violently slamd into the ground, creating a deep pit, embedding into it.
At the sa ti, in the blood-red world, Cursed Yin trembled violently, and Xu Xiaoshou almost broke the connection, abruptly being thrown out.
He was slightly bewildered.
Dao Qiongcang, is this madness?
“Dao! Qiong! Cang!”
On the Divine Throne, Cursed Yin was no longer composed, as if provoked by an ant, shouting loudly.
But before He could use the Spirit Rhinoceros Technique to communicate with this inexplicably frantic ant who sohow managed to find its way here…
Boom!
The blood-red world resounded with another crash.
The sound echoed ceaselessly, like heaven and earth collapsing, seemingly breaking the internal space of the Blood World Pearl from the outside.
“Co out!”
“Co out for !”
“All of you co out for !”
Dao Qiongcang, with rage spilling over his head, stomped violently on the Blood World Pearl, like catching adulterous lovers in secret etings, completely deranged, wishing to crush both the people and the pearl.
Cursed Yin was bewildered by this unreasonable person, finding it impossible for Dao Qiongcang to detect any anomaly within the Blood World Pearl unless…
He looked to Xu Xiaoshou.
Xu Xiaoshou also shrugged, with no intent to hide: “To be honest, Lord Cursed Yin, Dao Qiongcang told his plan beforehand. He said he is confident of Godhood-Sealing, becoming an Ancestor, maybe even returning to zero, and while solving dicine Ancestor, he would also eliminate you… His words might not be exact, but that’s the essence.”
Suddenly, Cursed Yin fell silent on the Divine Throne.
From His only clear-headed head, not a trace of visible emotion was seen.
Rumble…
The blood-red world still quaked.
Faintly, an outside voice, hoarse from shouting, ca through:
“Let in!”
“Let in!”
“What are you discussing, I want in too… Ah ah ah! Cursed Yin! Xu Xiaoshou!”
Hah.
Cursed Yin swept His hand.
The Blood World Pearl slightly blood scarlet.
Xu Xiaoshou turned his head, saw in the distance, intent coalescing, forming a figure of Dao Qiongcang.
Unlike what was seen in the Dragon Cave, this intent-bodied figure of Dao Qiongcang seed incredibly real and exquisite.
He wore a splendid robe, his face, hands, and feet exposed outside the garnts, as white as crystal, the skin resembling semi-transparent white porcelain, with complex divine path patterns faintly flowing beneath, not the color of blood.
As the figure ford, within the Blood World Pearl’s internal space, the sound of flowing water quietly erged, though it was unknown when a winding ethereal river arrived from afar, passed beneath Dao Qiongcang’s feet, flowed far off, and seeped into nowhere.
“Hmm?”
On the Divine Throne, Cursed Yin was slightly astounded.
His gaze first fell upon the mory River beneath Dao Qiongcang’s feet, frowning as if trying to recall sothing, yet unable to find an answer quickly.
“Cursed! Yin!”
The mory River flashed and faded, the attention quickly drawn to Dao Qiongcang’s furious voice in the distance.
Returning to his unadorned simplicity like in the Dragon Cave, he stomped the ground hard, like a wronged little wife, with an extrely absurd and comical gait, rushing to the front of the Divine Throne, seemingly wanting to question Cursed Yin.
Cursed Yin was speechless.
Montarily, fortunately, Dao Qiongcang’s steps eventually halted, so He did not need to act.
Still, this inexplicable towering rage seed like as if He, Cursed Yin, had done sothing wrong; not to ntion He hadn’t, but even if He did, how could a re ant like you have the right to question?
“Dao Qiong…”
On the Divine Throne, Cursed Yin’s gaze turned, about to speak, only to see at the sa ti…
Dao Qiongcang arrived before the Divine Throne, initially stopped.
Suddenly he lunged forward, holding onto the Divine Throne with one hand, the mory River surged beneath his feet, with a slap, he struck out.
Slap!
A soft sound rippled.
It ended the restless chaos within the Blood World Pearl.
The entire blood-red world instantly fell into a dead silence.
Cursed Yin stared in disbelief at the person before, holding His face, feeling a burning pain.
Dao Qiongcang, however, raised his brows high, restrained all his previous pretense and absurdity, suddenly pressed His body down on the black skeletal Divine Throne.
He lazily sprawled like Cursed Yin, with elegant curves, resting one hand on His cheek, gazing into Cursed Yin’s wide eyes that hadn’t quite caught up to the fact that “this brat dared so much”, and chuckled softly:
“Master Cursed Yin, you are eliminated.”
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