Chen Ye’s heart was startled.
Originally, Qingzhi could rely on its indestructible body to contend with the abomination, but now it was gradually falling into a disadvantage. If this continued, Qingzhi would not be able to withstand the abomination’s assault!
"Roar——!"
The abomination roared deeply. Its abdomen, smashed by Qingzhi, had countless granules wriggling and closing in, astonishingly returning to full strength in a flash.
Then, the scales on its body flipped over, revealing the densely packed holes inside like a honeycomb.
"Puff, puff, puff!"
Dozens of fleshy tendrils shot out from the holes.
Unlike the previous long tongues, these tendrils were flexible as snakes, with suction cup-like sharp teeth at the ends, immediately latching onto Qingzhi’s body upon contact.
"Creak——"
Even if Qingzhi’s body was forged with Divine Fire and dragon blood, it couldn’t bear the burden and began to creak.
The restriction patterns Chen Ye had engraved on Qingzhi began to dim in large patches!
"Wait... is this Qing Jun’s Power of Breaking? How can this abomination also use it!"
Chen Ye’s eyes sharpened. Without delay, he summoned the Jade Treasure Sword.
Though only a Second Tier Upper Grade sword, it had been nurtured the longest by Chen Ye over the years, and the sword contained his Sword Intent.
"Go!"
Chen Ye shouted softly as the Jade Treasure Sword transformed into a white rainbow, slicing through the mist, and struck at the base of the tendrils entangling Qingzhi.
"Crack!"
The fleshy tendrils were as brittle as dead branches and leaves before the Sword Qi of the Jade Treasure Sword, severed cleanly at the root.
However, its regenerative ability was extremely strong, and in just a moment, new buds sprouted, growing new tendrils.
"Damn... this thing can’t be killed at all!"
Chen Ye gritted his teeth.
At the start of the confrontation, he had thought this Fake Pill abomination was nothing much.
But he didn’t expect this creature to have such tenacious vitality, and the more it fought, the braver it became, defying all logic!
If this continued,
Chen Ye even suspected that this abomination could eventually reach the level of a Golden Core!
Qingzhi also sensed its master’s intent to kill. Even though the restrictions on half of its body had dimmed, it still fought hard, pressing its arms firmly against the abomination’s flesh.
For a while, a man, a puppet, and a monstrous beast were locked in relentless battle at the narrow pass of Broken Soul Gorge.
Chen Ye’s breathing grew increasingly rapid.
This creature seemed to be continuously adapting to his Sword Techniques. At the wounds left by the Jade Treasure Sword, a gray-white hard shell began to form, capable of resisting Sword Qi.
"I can’t drag this out any longer, the Laws of the Celestial Abyss have already gone completely awry!"
Chen Ye glanced.
The sea of clouds above the Celestial Abyss had coalesced into a vast millstone, turning with a rumble, stirring up a massive tide of Spiritual Power, sweeping up countless fragments of space.
Indeed, something had changed in the Celestial Abyss!
"Buzz——!"
The tide of Spiritual Power crashed over Broken Soul Gorge like a massive wave.
Chen Ye felt the Jade Treasure Sword in his hand trembling slightly, and his shoulders seemed to bear the weight of a thousand pounds.
The Fake Pill abomination before him also sensed the upheaval from the Celestial Abyss, its tendrils flailing wildly in sheer delight.
"I have no time left to waste with you."
Chen Ye’s eyes turned cold, and with a thought,
"Qingzhi, retreat!"
Qingzhi punched the abomination’s flesh, using the recoil to transform into a green light and disappear into Chen Ye’s sleeve.
"Roar!"
The abomination sensed its prey trying to escape, eyes turning crimson, and immediately lunged to bite.
Chen Ye snorted coldly,
His pure Vitality burning wildly within, his entire being transformed into a flickering shadow.
This was none other than the Blood Burning Shadow Evasion!
With the aid of this evasion technique, Chen Ye was confident he could catch up to his disciples, another reason he had them leave first.
"Swish——!"
In a flash, under the angry roars of the Fake Pill abomination, Chen Ye’s figure had already vanished a hundred meters away.
He sped through the stone beams of Broken Soul Gorge, his Divine Sense penetrating through layers of mist, and after an indeterminate amount of time, he finally glimpsed three familiar figures.
"Zhiwei! Jin’er! Qing Jun!"
Chen Ye’s heart was filled with joy, and he quickly transmitted his voice with his Divine Sense.
The three figures in the distance seemed to hear something, glanced back, but their Divine Sense was not as strong as Chen Ye’s, making them unable to detect their master far behind.
But before Chen Ye could get any closer,
"Rumble——!!!"
The immense millstone of cloud covering the sky suddenly collapsed, countless multicolored spatial fragments cascading down from the sky!
Even the little white fox, which always hid itself, couldn’t sit still anymore.
"Jiji! (This damned place is about to blow!)"
It leaped out from Qing Jun’s wrap and stood on Qing Jun’s shoulder, gazing up at the sky, utterly astonished.
How could the Celestial Abyss, which was perfectly fine, be on the verge of exploding?
Was it Bai Susu’s doing?
Or was it the Duqing Divine Son’s doing?
The surrounding space, like paper being shredded by enormous force, began to twist, collapse, and disintegrate, transforming into a kaleidoscope of strange space.
"Not good!"
Chen Ye’s expression shook, feeling a roaring in his ears, his eyes filled with flowing light, unable to see anything else.
He felt a tightening around his body, a terrifying suction pulling at his Divine Soul.
At this moment.
Chen Ye knew he couldn’t save himself, and he strenuously urged his heart-slashing, Jade Treasure Two Swords.
The two swords intertwined, bursting forth with brilliant sword light, forcing open a single line of clarity in the impending chaotic collapse.
"Little white fox, no matter what heaven-reaching means you’re hiding! If you can protect my disciple today, I, Chen Ye, will owe you a tremendous favor for life!"
This rift appeared fleetingly, then closed again.
At this moment.
Chen Ye could only place his hope on that mysterious little fox.
...
"Boom——!!!"
Chen Ye felt as if his body were swept into a disordered kaleidoscope.
All the light, sound, even the concept of "existence" itself, was disintegrating.
It was as if he traversed a vast void, crossing countless fragmented scenes, only to be slammed heavily onto a hard, cold rocky ground.
Who knows how much time had passed.
"Cough... Cough, cough!"
His lungs felt as though filled with gravel, every breath an excruciating pain.
Chen Ye coughed violently a few times, then looked around.
"This..."
His expression froze slightly.
Now, it seemed like he was still in Broken Soul Gorge?
Up above, the clouds still cascaded like a galaxy pouring down, no different from usual.
The surrounding mist was peaceful, flowing gently through the gorge, silent and serene, without the howls of any monstrous offspring.
"Huh? The anomaly in the Celestial Abyss... ended?"
Chen Ye frowned deeply.
A moment ago, he clearly felt the entire Celestial Abyss was disintegrating, such a world-ending force wasn’t something human power could contend against, yet in the blink of an eye, it had all returned to calm.
Even the stench in the air had faded considerably.
"And those Loose Cultivators’ corpses, and the monstrous offspring’s bodies are gone too... Could it be, I’m in an Illusion Realm now?"
Chen Ye muttered to himself.
All this was too bizarre and surreal.
He tried stretching his limbs and examined his Dantian internally.
Despite being severely wounded from the intense battle, his Spiritual Power nearly exhausted.
But fortunately, the great cycle within his Dantian was still slowly circulating, continually absorbing Spiritual Power.
And the Saturn in his Divine Soul was also shining brightly, allowing his Divine Soul to recover rapidly.
"For an average Cultivator, going through such a calamity, it would probably take a year or two to recover."
"But for me, I only need a few days..."
Chen Ye sighed slightly in relief, yet something felt off, he reached a hand to touch his cheek, only to find that his disguise had been completely stripped away in the void storm just now.
Not only the disguise,
even his clothing had turned into tattered scraps, miserably hanging on his body.
"Zhiwei?"
"Qing Jun? Jin’er?"
With little regard, Chen Ye struggled to stand up, calling out a few times; the echoes resounded through the gorge, but no response came.
"What happened to my disciples? That rift... where did it send them?"
Chen Ye surveyed his surroundings.
Unfortunately, though his Divine Soul recovered quickly, it still needed time to fully restore, making it difficult to search extensively at the moment.
But fortunately,
since he was unscathed at the center of the storm, his disciples most likely weren’t in danger either, not to mention they had that mysterious little fox with them.