465 The Dark Mirror (2/2)
”I haven't painted in quite a while, I've become rusty…” Wang Baole grumbled in annoyance at his repeated unsatisfactory works. He lifted his right hand and waved. A loud cracking sound rang out, and the entire mirror, as if hit by a sudden great power, shattered!
The face of the mirror broke into pieces, and the square-faced man trapped within shattered alongside the mirror!
After his series of actions, Wang Baole sighed with regret. He grabbed through the air, and a storage bag and a few scales appeared in his hand. He shifted and vanished, alongside the boat beneath his feet.
As he left, that part of the underground world gradually resumed its original state. It returned to what it had been—a burial ground. The blood moon in the skies faded away, and everything was as it had been.
Out of the three extraterrestrial Nascent Soul realm cultivators, one had perished!
During this time, on the first level of the underground world, the horse-faced cultivator was racing forward with terror painted on his face. A moment ago, he had been on the second level, attacking a weak point in the underground world with his two comrades. The next moment, before he had been able to react, a giant ghoulish head had appeared before him and swallowed him whole.
He had thought that would have been the end for him as his vision had blurred. When it had been regained, it had seemed like he had been teleported away and had landed on the first level of the underground world. He had been plagued with doubts and suspicions, drawing the same conclusion as the square-faced cultivator. He thought that they had triggered some trap in the Dark Artifact.
I'll reunite with the rest as soon as possible! The horse-faced cultivator had a solemn expression on his face. He had a feeling that something had changed in this world inside the Dark Artifact. As to what had changed specifically, he wasn't sure.
Regardless of how many times he had tried to reach out to the rest through his voice transmission ring, he couldn't get to them. He had even used the mystic scroll that allowed for a certain degree of inter-dimensional communication amongst the three of them but hadn't received a reply. This had alarmed him further.
I cannot continue this search for them. I have to leave this hellish place immediately. I'll wait outside for them! The horse-faced cultivator took a deep breath and made up his mind. He was about to find the way out when the first level of the underground world underwent a sudden transformation!
The multitudes of islands made from bones scattered across the sea of souls suddenly rumbled. They erupted suddenly, and the thunderous booms rose to the skies. Alarm surged inside the horse-faced cultivator. He saw with his own eyes countless bones rising to the skies with the explosion of the bone islands.
The sky was filled with countless bones!
This… this… The horse-faced cultivator was shocked into silence, alarm crossing his face when the bones gathered together!
Within the span of a few seconds, they formed a giant skeletal finger. It was so huge that it spanned one-tenth of the heavens. It was an earth-shattering, terrifying sight!
It was followed by the second skeletal finger, then the third… until all five fingers appeared. More bones continued to gather, forming a vast and immense palm that connected the five fingers!
The five skeletal fingers curled inwards suddenly. In the heavens, a tight fist that spanned almost the entire sky appeared… and was made of pure bones!
What is this! The horse-faced cultivator's head was prickling with fear. He could feel death looming over him. He retreated immediately, prepared to do whatever it took to escape. The shock and terror in his heart had reached the extremes!
This wasn't the end. As the horse-faced cultivator tried to flee, the entire sea of souls suddenly erupted. Countless souls dashed out madly and charged at the fist of bones, clustering around it, as if forming its layers of blood and flesh!
From afar, one could clearly see the tremendous skeletal fist gaining flesh upon its bones at a rapid speed as a vast number of souls fused with it. The blood was black in color, its flesh green, and its skin was lined with green seals!
In the blink of an eye, the entire Spirit Sea had emptied itself. A green-skinned fist that seemed to take up the space of the entire world became the only thing in the world!
The fist… thundered towards the horse-faced cultivator, whose face was filled with terror and shock!