PNB Chapter 1750 I'm going to beat you to a pulp!
Chapter 1750 I'm going to beat you to a pulp!
Within the abyss's inner layers, the battle had reached its climax.
The fully demonized Su Hongzhen seemed to possess inexhaustible power, with demonic tentacles connecting to the seal crack on his back flailing wildly, constantly drawing power from the abyss.
Its attacks were completely haphazard, yet each strike contained terrifying power capable of tearing apart mountains and corrupting spiritual veins. Dark purple demonic claws, bone spurs, and poisonous flames swept towards Mingchuan like a raging storm.
The phantom of the evil core hung high above the rift, its cold and mocking will acting like an invisible shackle, constantly trying to erode Mingchuan's consciousness, interfere with the flow of his spiritual power, and search for weaknesses in his mind and defenses.
"How foolish it is to put up a stubborn resistance!"
The whispers of the evil core echoed in Mingchuan's mind like a leech, "Your struggles only make this game more interesting. Once you're exhausted, I will personally savor your body, which contains the laws of space; it will surely be an excellent tonic!"
Mingchuan ignored the mockery of the evil core.
His mind was highly focused, and all his thoughts were immersed in the operation of the "Myriad Transformations Return to One" technique and the ultimate control of the laws of space.
In his hands, the Nine Dragons Sword was no longer just a weapon of attack, but also the key to guiding the power of space.
His figure transformed into an elusive silver phantom, weaving through the gaps in the frenzied attacks. Every narrow dodge, every precise parry followed by using the force of the attack to deflect it, was accumulating potential energy and calculations for that insane plan!
He no longer sought to inflict effective damage on the demon puppet; his target remained the massive seal rift beneath his feet and the vast demonic abyss deep within it, connected to the true form of the evil core!
"almost……"
Mingchuan silently recited in his heart.
After a seemingly passive but actually meticulously calculated battle, he has gained a clearer understanding of the spatial structure, energy flow, weak points of the seal, and connection with the outside world of this area.
He took a deep breath, and his eyes blazed with silver light, as if countless stars were being born and dying within them.
"I'm going to utterly destroy you, you damned demon!"
Mingchuan suddenly let out a long howl, the sound of which shook the entire mezzanine!
Instead of dodging the heavy punch coming straight at him from the demonic puppet, he took the initiative to meet it, holding the Nine Dragons Sword horizontally in front of his chest, the golden light of the sword intertwined with the silver spatial power!
"clang--!!!"
Amidst the deafening roar, Mingchuan used the force to glide backward, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
He wasn't knocked back, but rather used the immense force of the impact to propel himself to his designated position.
Directly above the seal crack, only a few feet away from the phantom of the evil core, is also a relatively fragile intersection point in this interlayered space!
"Huh? Looking for death!"
The phantom of the evil core sensed Mingchuan's unusual behavior, and its dark purple light suddenly intensified, shooting out a dark purple beam that was far more condensed than before and carried an aura of annihilation!
At the same time, the demonic puppet roared, all its tentacles straightened, and a world-destroying torrent of demonic energy blasted down on Mingchuan from below!
A pincer attack from above and below, a decisive blow!
However, this was the moment Mingchuan had been waiting for!
He intends to exploit the brief but powerful energy disturbance caused by the combined full force of the Evil Core and the Demon Puppet, enough to shake the very foundation of this space's stability!
Faced with the approaching beams of death and torrents of demonic energy, Mingchuan neither dodged nor evaded, and even sheathed the Nine Dragon Sword.
He moved his hands in front of his chest in an incredibly mysterious trajectory, his ten fingers flying so fast that only afterimages remained!
Each finger draws upon a wisp of pure spatial power, inscribing extremely complex silver runes in the void!
"With my own body as the guide, and with all things as the means!" Mingchuan's voice was grand and solemn, as if chanting an ancient law, "Spatial Law—Void Rift, open!"
As the last "open" was uttered, he suddenly tore it open to both sides with both hands!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, but a deeper and more chilling change occurred!
Starting from Mingchuan's location, a thin yet incredibly condensed pure black crack, seemingly capable of drawing in one's gaze, silently spread through the void!
This crack is not a break in the material world, but a wound that leads to the endless void, exposed after space itself has been forcibly peeled away and folded!
The moment the crack appeared, everything around it began to twist and stretch strangely, as if it were about to be sucked into that pure nothingness!
The dark purple beam of light emitted by the evil core and the torrent of demonic energy unleashed by the demonic puppet were like mud oxen entering the sea when they came into contact with the distorted force field at the edge of the void rift. Their power was drastically weakened and dispersed, and some of the energy was even directly swallowed up and disappeared into that pure blackness!
This sudden turn of events caused even the evil core's will to momentarily freeze in shock.
Mingchuan's face was ashen, and fine blood vessels oozed from his seven orifices.
Forcibly tearing open and stabilizing such a rift leading to the void was a huge burden for him, almost instantly draining most of his spiritual power and soul power, causing excruciating pain in his meridians.
But he gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with a mad obsession.
This is not enough!
The rift in the void is too small, and its devouring power is too weak to shake the entire Demon Abyss!
"Expand it for me!"
Mingchuan roared, desperately mobilizing all his remaining power!
Hiss—!
The pure black void suddenly expanded!
From the initial size of a silk thread, it instantly expanded to several meters wide and tens of meters long!
At the edge of the rift, silver spatial turbulence surged wildly like electric snakes, emanating an aura of attraction and destruction that made the soul tremble!
The entire interlayer space began to shake violently, the Moon Jade Barrier above flashed wildly, and the seal crack underfoot was also churning with even more violent demonic energy due to the drastic change in the spatial structure!
"You...what do you want to do?!"
The evil core's will finally sensed something was wrong, and for the first time, its grand voice carried a clear air of shock and anger: "You want to tear open the void and banish me? Wishful thinking! I have long since become one with this abyss!"
"How will you know if you don't try!"
Mingchuan coughed up blood, but a defiant and resolute smile appeared on his face. "I'm not going to banish you... I'm going to stuff this entire Abyss of Demons, along with you and your puppet, into the void!"
He pressed his hands down, aiming at the churning abyss below and the endless darkness deep within it, and slowly pushed the terrifying, ever-expanding void rift forward!
He intends to use this void rift as a blade to forcibly sever the spatial connection between the Demon Abyss and the Spirit Realm!
The goal is to forcibly rip this polluted and demonized abyss region from the body of the Spirit Realm and throw it into the endless void turbulence!
How insane! How audacious!
If successful, the Spirit Realm will be forever free from the threat of the Demon Abyss!
However, if it fails, or if the control is slightly flawed, the violent void turbulence will backfire, not only will Mingchuan be instantly torn to pieces, but it may even cause a larger-scale spatial collapse, affecting other areas of the Spirit Realm!
This is a real gamble, a final strike that risks life and the future!
The Void Rift, carrying an all-consuming power, slowly approached the Abyss Crack.
Wherever it passed, space crumbled and turned into nothingness.
The evil core emitted a furious shriek, its dark purple light burning more intensely than ever before, attempting to stabilize the space around the rift and resist the cutting and sucking of the void.
The demonic puppet roared madly, attacking Mingchuan relentlessly in an attempt to interrupt his spellcasting!
Mingchuan's figure swayed precariously amidst the violent energy shocks and spatial turbulence, his silver robe stained crimson with blood, but his hands, pressed against the rift in the void, remained as steady as a rock, and the light in his eyes shone brighter than the stars.
When will reinforcements arrive? How much longer can he hold out?
The fate of the Spirit Realm rests on the edge of this abyss, on this desperate gamble in the void!