The two brushes inside the Golden Scissors suddenly erupted with power, catching Zhang Chen by surprise.
As the two brushes unleashed their power, Zhang Chen saw hope in his eyes, yet the main function of these brushes was to break through various defensive forbidden techniques. But the proboscis of the Innate Mosquito resembled Innate Divine Techniques. Although it possessed the characteristics of a mysterious treasure, was it within the range that the brushes could break through? Could they break the hardness of that proboscis?
Zhang Chen’s eyes were filled with anticipation, yet tinged with a hint of doubt.
In reality, the two brushes indeed provided Zhang Chen with enough surprise. As they swept back and forth at high frequency, the Qi mechanism on the proboscis inexplicably changed.
On the eighth breath, the two brushes retreated, and the scissors closed in with a decisive snip.
In Zhang Chen’s shocked gaze, although the scissors snapped down slowly, they resolutely cut in, deep into the proboscis.
On the ninth breath, the scissors cut through.
The previously smug smile of the Innate Mosquito was halted, its mocking words turned into a poignant scream: "No! Stop, you brat!"
But it was too late; even if he burned his essence to ignite his soul, it was futile.
On the tenth breath, with a crisp "snap", the pitch-black proboscis fell off, caught directly by Zhang Chen, who grabbed it in his hand.
The Golden Scissors retracted into the Magical Power Cyan Lotus, and Zhang Chen, looking at the Innate Mosquito’s proboscis in his hand, was filled with incredulity. Had he really accomplished this?
Had he completed this impossible feat?
The Innate Mosquito’s proboscis was peculiar, resembling a jade-like material. It felt like an object to the touch, yet was unlike any object, as if it were a mass of air.
Most importantly, a mass of black light fell from the Innate Mosquito, finally dropping a skill!
"That... is a skill!" Zhang Chen was overjoyed, never expecting to gain a skill at this moment.
Zhang Chen’s Golden Finger interface automatically refreshed in front of his eyes:
[New skill discovered. Would you like to acquire it?]
"Acquire!" Zhang Chen ordered directly.
No time to check the Golden Finger Interface, at this moment, the Innate Mosquito’s roar, like thunder, boomed beside Zhang Chen’s ears:
"Brat, I’ll fight you to the death! I’ll fight you to the death!"
The Innate Mosquito twisted, and its form surprisingly transformed into a young humanoid monster. Although it was humanoid, it bore a mosquito’s face, angrily shouting at Zhang Chen: "Give me back my proboscis!"
The young man’s aura was overwhelming, a palm extended toward Zhang Chen from afar, sealing space and freezing heaven and earth. Zhang Chen was like a fly embedded in amber, unable to resist, nor even seize the opportunity to activate his Six-Word Mantra.
The gap between him and his opponent was too vast!
Seeing Zhang Chen about to be swatted to death, fortunately, at the last moment, the expression on the young man’s face shifted, his aura receded, even the extended palm retracted.
Then the young man looked at Zhang Chen, with a gaze full of amazement and incredulity: "I can’t believe you actually did it."
"Black Robed Monster?" Zhang Chen tentatively asked upon hearing the other speak.
"It’s me. I’ve temporarily seized control of his body," the mosquito responded.
"Weren’t you finished after igniting your soul, already suppressed by him?" Zhang Chen tentatively asked.
"I know what you want to ask, but my foundation surpasses that of this mosquito. By burning my essence, after ten breaths, I should indeed fall into slumber. But now, because you cut his proboscis, causing him to lose essence and suffer severe injury, suppressing him naturally requires less effort, allowing me to conserve some strength and extend my duration. The power of my burning essence remains and hasn’t completely dissipated; I can hold on for another quarter-hour. You must leave the Netherworld within this quarter-hour, otherwise, once the mosquito regains control, it won’t spare you. Moreover, without the proboscis as a tool to suppress me, this mosquito is powerless against me. As long as you hide the proboscis well in the future, and don’t let the mosquito find it, without the proboscis’ support, it will only be at risk of possession by me."
As the Black Robed Monster finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Chen and began to urge: "So hurry and leave the Netherworld, and unless absolutely necessary, don’t venture here again. This is the Death World; it’s not where you should be."
Upon hearing the Black Robed Monster’s words, Zhang Chen was somewhat skeptical; he didn’t trust anyone now.
"I can’t leave yet. I need to obtain Red Sand, and I need to acquire Yifeng to complete my Divine Techniques. I can’t leave before achieving my goals," Zhang Chen replied.
Hearing this, the Black Robed Monster furrowed his brow, then extended his hand. Before Zhang Chen could react, he had already grabbed Zhang Chen’s neck, saying, "Follow me!"
Then the void in front twisted, and after about thirty breaths, the Black Robed Monster stopped his Escape Light at the center of the Sea of Blood, pointing to the sand beneath them:
"The mud and sand of the Sea of Blood is nine zhang nine thick. Every catastrophe that erupts, the death of all beings forms a thickness of one zhang one of sand. Since the opening of heaven and earth in this world, there have been nine such catastrophes. The uppermost one zhang one red sand is from the ninth catastrophe, the newest among the fallen beings, while the lowest red sand originates from the first catastrophe, accumulated from countless fallen Innate Gods and Demons."
Hearing this, Zhang Chen understood that the sand below was the oldest and most precious.
Then, without a word, Zhang Chen crouched down and began to dig.