550 Not Even Letting this Dog Have a Good Sleep (1/2)
The blood-red jade talisman exploded in the air, and a wave of mysterious fluctuations instantly spread out to encompass an entire arc of the sky.
A terrifyingly strong gust of wind surged, sweeping everything away.
A dreadful pressure spread all over, and rolling blood-red clouds filled the sky. Soon, the sky had turned completely blood red.
As the Shura Saintess hovered in midair, her palms were closed together; her eyes were shut tight, and her elegant red hair fluttered gently, like a silk cloth hanging in the breeze. Her beauty was astounding.
Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, making her already exquisite beauty seem pure.
Behind her, five supreme shackles swayed towards the heavens, tangling noisily with each other.
Hong...
The red cloud-filled sky exuded an oppressive feeling, and an overwhelming wave of energy began to spread outward.
Everyone in the vicinity sucked in breaths of cold breath as their bodies were completely suppressed by the terrifying pressure, making them unable to move even a single muscle.
Nethery's pitch black eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression finally turned grave for the first time. A soft sound rang out as pitch-black energy began to surge from her body.
Bu Fang deeply sucked in a breath, this wave of pressure…. was horrifying.
However, the pressure had no effect on him, so he was not forced into a sitting position like the others in the vicinity. Nevertheless, he still furrowed his brows. The wind raging around him not only scattered debris around, but it also made his hair string burst, causing his black hair to come untied and flutter about.
Suddenly, Bu Fang felt something on his chest heat up, so he lowered his head to see what it was.
It turned out to be the little tower hanging around his neck.
At that moment, the pagoda began to glow in a way that made it seem as though it was burning in a furnace. A mysterious fluctuation was being emanated from it.
Why had that little tower begun to act strangely all of a sudden?
Bu Fang was curious.
Was it because of the blood-red jade talisman?
Bu Fang hurriedly raised his head and spotted the blood red clouds revolving like a vortex.
A hazy figure slowly took form in the sky. The rotating blood-red clouds formed a human face, and below that face was a very hazy figure.
The figure was so huge that it made the shura saintess, who was standing beside it, seem very small.
Hu la la!
A strong gale ravaged the surroundings, causing debris to fly everywhere.
Everyone currently in Heavenly Mist City's central plaza shivered and paled with fear.
What exactly was that existence?!
Its energy alone was causing them to shiver uncontrollably.
”Welcoming the Shura Sovereign…”
The Shura Saintess's long hair fluttered wildly, and after her long eyelashes trembled once, her eyes opened, gazing reverently at the grand and majestic figure.
The hazy figure made her feel awe.
Shura Sovereign?!
Everyone who heard her words felt as though thunder had just exploded in their hearts, and it caused their hair to stand on end.
Misha and Tong He were already prostrated on the ground, not daring to move a single muscle. Towards Nethery, they felt fear, but towards the Shura Sovereign… they felt overwhelming fanatism and respect.
The Shura Sovereign was the figure of respect in the hearts of his followers. He was an existence who held an immeasurably high position in their hearts!
The figure shook slight, and two rays of blood red light glowed on its face; it was a gaze of superiority.
The Saintess heaved in a deep breath. If she had to choose, she would have preferred not to break the blood-red jade talisman. Every Saintess of each generation would each have only one jade talisman containing the Shura Sovereign clone. It was there to protect their lives.
Once she used it, that meant she had used up her only life-saving measure. It was a very heavy price to pay. Hence, in order to make up for the loss, she really had to capture Bu Fang. The Shura Tower had to be reclaimed, and... the secret in Bu Fang's body had to be pried out.
That Shura Sovereign's clone seemed to understand what the saintess wanted, and the huge body in the air suddenly moved.
Defeaning explosions began to rock the surroundings.
The alchemy grandmasters from the Pill Palace went completely pale.
The Shura Sovereign… Was that being only a clone of the Shura Sovereign?! That was a real Divine Soul Echelon existence! And a very powerful existence amongst the beings at that echelon. Although the figure was just a clone, it was still an existence that no Divine Physique Echelon expert could deal with!
Hence, faced with the terrifying pressure emanating from the clone of the Shura Sovereign, the alchemy grandmasters could only tremble involuntarily.
Ka Cha!!
The magic array situated in the central plaza was ripped about with an explosion, leaving the spectators watching the events via the Projection Array momentarily stunned.
In the next moment, everyone went crazy.
Why was there no more? Why did the screen just disappear?!
Even the Shura Sovereign had shown up! How come this Magical Hand Conference was so exciting?!
The upper levels of the Pill Palace had already made their moves. There were experts flying to Heavenly Mist City as fast as they could. It was just that… they had no idea if they would make it in time.
Nethery coldly stared at the hazy figure, and the energy emanating from her body rapidly began to surge. A black line on her forehead began to spread open, and this caused her temperament, which was already cold, to become even colder. She was like a block of ice that wouldn't melt for thousands of years.
”Netherworld Woman?” The Shura Sovereign muttered in a slightly surprised tone of voice, which seemed distant yet encompassing. It seemed to resound throughout the heavens and the earth.
Nethery did not reply. She began to hover, and the pitch-black energy she emitted completely shielded her from view.
Weng…
The void was ripped, and a pitch-black ancient ship burst out from the tear in space. The Netherworld Woman atop the Netherworld Ship… there was no greater combination.
Nethery's fair feet stepped aboard the Netherworld Ship, and she walked to the bow of the ship, sporting an unfathomable gaze and an awe-inspiring temperament.