Chapter 937: Fusing with the Quintessence Shard (1/2)

Although the gravestone was pushing and cracking the roof of the gymnasium, the Five Elite Zombies did not apply any forces on the gravestone or stop it from expanding in any way for the fear that it would cause an adverse reaction on Han Hao. Han Shuo’s consciousness in the form of millions of strands, enhanced with demon general energy, continued to envelop the gymnasium and prevent the gravestone’s energy from leaking into the environment.

Both the Elite Zombies and Han Shuo were in grave danger. If the gravestone were to puncture the gymnasium roof, the energy field around the gymnasium would rapidly destabilize and the spacetime would collapse. Even though Han Shuo’s main body was not there, his consciousness would suffer serious injuries.

It could be said that Han Shuo and the Five Elite Zombies’ lives were now in Little Skeleton’s hand!

Little Skeleton, completely focused and occupied with fusing with the gravestone’s energy, however, doesn’t seem to be aware of the grave danger they were in. Currently, his soul was intertwined with the gravestone and he could not sense Han Shuo’s nervousness. His eyes, flashing with inscriptions, continued to stare fixedly at the gravestone giving off dazzling white light.

Although not a trace of energy from the environment could enter the gymnasium, the gravestone just doesn’t stop expanding. It continued to push at the gymnasium roof, threatening to destabilize the spacetime around it.

Crack… Crack…

Noises that made their hair stand on the back of their necks sounded from above their heads. Sweat poured profusely from the Elite Zombies’ foreheads as they tried not to be distracted and exerted their full strength to sustain the spacetime-field.

Han Shuo’s consciousness continued to split and recombine at the area that the gravestone was pushing. To ensure that not the slightest energy could leak from the gymnasium, Han Shuo had to fill the gaps with demon generals.

Pszz… Pszz…

Wisps of thin gray smoke were seen coming from the tip of the gravestone. Demon generals were being annihilated as their energy was used up on containing the gravestone’s energy.

Han Shuo and the Five Elite Zombies watched the gravestone with their hearts palpitating, dreading a sudden surge of energy from it that would destroy the gymnasium and blast them to Hell.

Then, while everyone could not be more anxious and worried, the power emanating from the gravestone suddenly transformed. There was a clear indication of Little Skeleton’s soul energy in it as if his soul and the gravestone were one.

Simultaneously, the power exuding from the gravestone gradually started to dwindle and it even started to shrink in size.

The inscriptions that could fill libraries revolved around Han Hao as the gravestone continued to shrink. Then, when it slimmed down to approximately his size, the gravestone suddenly shattered like glass. All of the fragments were around the size of a thumb and they flew towards Han Hao.

The shattered fragments of the gravestone carried some miraculous energy. They penetrated Han Hao’s skin and entered deep into his body. As if he was suddenly awakened from a deep sleep, sinister radiances flashed from his eyes and he sprung to his feet. He started a peculiar, eerie, energetic dance in the gymnasium.

Crack… Crunch… Krrrr… Tuck!…

Crisp notes sounded from Han Hao’s body as if his skeleton were being crushed into pieces. In the next few moments, his body would turn as flexible as boneless, his limbs and body twist and move beyond the natural range of motion. Gravestone inscriptions would also appear on his skin. It was a peculiar scene, to say the least.

“Father, what is happening?” asked Metal Elite Zombie hastily to Han Shuo.

“The energy of the Shard was scattered and those pieces fissioned to fuse with his bones. I’m not sure if Han Hao is doing this voluntarily but I believe that this is beneficial to him. So, don’t worry,” explained Han Shuo’s avatar who continued to keep a close eye on Han Hao.

Han Shuo could sense that the pure energy inside the gravestone had fused with Han Hao, the inscriptions imprinted on his skin and flesh, while the fragments were fusing with his skeleton.

After performing the eerie dance for some time, Han Hao suddenly collapsed to the ground powerlessly. He lied silent and completely motionless.

The inscriptions on his skin stopped meandering just as Han Hao stopped moving. However, the crisp, frightening cracking noises continued to sound from his body.

Outside the gymnasium, Scarlett covered her lips in shock and sorrow. She gazed at Han Hao who had collapsed on the ground with her wet eyes. She felt as though a part of her heart had been torn away and pain greater than any she had felt before. As she was outside the gymnasium, she was unable to sense Han Hao’s aura and had no idea that the transformation was beneficial and not harmful to Han Hao.

Bollands, Sanguis, and Gilbert were also isolated from the gymnasium and only their vision was not obstructed. From their point of view, the gravestone had suddenly shattered and shot into Han Hao’s body. Han Hao violently twitched in pain before he succumbed to the gravestone’s power and collapsed…