Chapter 804
Ren Xue
Lin Mo nodded, and Zhou Tianxing nodded as well. The three exchanged a glance, seeing unwavering determination in each other's eyes. A hundred years may seem short, but in the Douluo Continent, it's enough time for many things to happen. They believed that as long as they were united, no difficulty was insurmountable.
Just as everyone was preparing to leave the battlefield, a sudden change occurred!
"Om-!"
A deep and eerie buzzing sound suddenly came from the depths of the Void Desert. The sound was not loud, but it carried an inexplicable penetrating power, as if it could directly shake the soul. Everyone who heard the sound felt dizzy, as if their souls were being pulled out of their bodies. Some of the weaker Soul Masters even fainted on the spot, foaming at the mouth.
"What's going on?" Zhao Feng's expression changed drastically. He gripped the Sacred Faith Battle Axe tightly, and the power of faith around him instantly erupted, golden light enveloping his entire body to resist the erosion of that strange buzzing sound. He turned to look at Lin Mo, only to find that Lin Mo's expression had also become extremely solemn, even showing a hint of shock.
"Impossible..." Lin Mo said in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly, "I clearly purified the origin of the Void Sovereign, how could this aura... this aura be..."
"What is it?" Zhao Feng asked eagerly.
"It is the Void Sovereign, but not entirely." Lin Mo's gaze became extremely solemn. "This aura contains not only the primordial aura of the Void Sovereign, but also... a more ancient, more profound, and more terrifying power. That power surpasses the divine level, even surpasses..."
He didn't continue, but Zhao Feng had already understood everything from Lin Mo's eyes. Power surpassing the divine level—what did that even mean? That was true godhood, a legendary being, a height unattainable by mortals. Could it be that behind the Void Ruler, there was an even more terrifying existence?
"Boom—!"
The earth began to tremble violently, and huge chasms cracked open in the surface of the desolate desert. From these chasms, thick, black mist of nothingness surged forth. The mist was no longer simply pitch black; it was mixed with wisps of eerie purple light. This purple light emanated a chilling aura, as if it could devour all light and hope.
"Everyone, retreat! Retreat now!" Zhao Feng shouted sharply. He spread his soul wings, flew into the air, raised his Sacred Faith Battle Axe high, and golden light of faith shot into the sky, forming a huge golden light shield, attempting to block the black mist outside. However, the black mist mixed with purple light easily penetrated the golden light shield of faith, as easily as penetrating a thin sheet of paper.
"This is impossible!" Zhao Feng's eyes widened. His power of conviction, condensed over a thousand years of cultivation, was the purest form of divine power, possessing an extremely strong restraining effect on the power of nothingness. Yet, at this moment, these black mists mixed with purple light completely ignored his power of conviction, as if his strength was utterly insignificant before them. "Zhao Feng, be careful!" Lin Mo shouted, his figure flashing as he instantly appeared beside Zhao Feng. His Holy Angel Spirit Abyss Dragon Emperor Martial Soul unfolded once more, its blue-gold interwoven wings blotting out the sky. His divine power erupted at full force, forming a blue-gold interwoven light shield that protected Zhao Feng and himself. The black mists mixed with purple light crashed into the light shield, emitting hissing sounds. The light shield flickered violently, and although it wasn't penetrated, it still consumed a large amount of Lin Mo's divine power.
"Lin Mo, this is..." Zhao Feng's face was pale. He had never seen Lin Mo look so strained. Even when facing the Void Ruler, Lin Mo had never been so strained.
“It is the Source of Nothingness.” Lin Mo’s voice was low and tinged with bitterness. “It is an existence that is more ancient and more powerful than the Void Sovereign. The Void Sovereign is just an avatar of it, or rather, a pawn of it. The real mastermind is the Source of Nothingness, the creator of the Void Space, and the source of the power of nothingness.”
Zhao Feng gasped. The creator of the void space, the source of the void power—what kind of being was that? Wasn't that equivalent to a creator god? The void overlord they had just defeated was merely an avatar of that being? What hope did they have left?
“No, that’s not right.” Lin Mo shook his head, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. “If the Source of Nothingness really came in person, with our power, we wouldn’t have any chance to resist. But now, it’s only releasing a trace of power, or rather… a trace of will. It hasn’t truly descended; it’s just projecting a trace of will through the remnants of the Void Ruler’s origin.”
"A wisp of will?" Zhao Feng looked at the black mist that easily pierced through his light of faith, and at Lin Mo's struggling expression, a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart. Just a wisp of will was enough to overwhelm them even when they joined forces; if they were to actually face it in person, what kind of despair would that be?
"boom--!"
A colossal purple pillar of light shot into the sky from the depths of the desolate desert, piercing the heavens and earth and dyeing the entire sky an eerie purple. Within the pillar of light, a blurry figure slowly emerged. The figure had no fixed form, like a flowing purple shadow. Within the shadow, countless faces could be vaguely seen: pain, despair, anger, greed. Each face radiated intense negative emotions, as if it had gathered all the sins and darkness of the world.
"Humble creatures, do you think you have won by defeating one of my avatars?" The figure spoke, its voice no longer the cold, hoarse voice of the Void Sovereign, but carrying an indescribable allure and pressure, as if it could penetrate directly into the depths of the soul, making people involuntarily want to submit.
"Your millennia of preparation, the sacrifice of countless heroes, are nothing but the struggle of ants in my eyes. Your courage, your faith, your unity, are nothing but a laughable charade in my eyes. This continent will sooner or later return to nothingness, and all your beings will sooner or later become part of that nothingness."
As soon as he finished speaking, countless purple light arrows shot out from that figure, raining down on the soul masters on the battlefield. Each arrow contained world-destroying power; wherever it passed, space shattered, time distorted, and even the soul energy in the air was completely devoured.
"Everyone, defend with all your might!" Lin Mo shouted sharply, pushing the power of his Holy Angel Spirit Abyss Dragon Emperor Martial Soul to its limit. The blue-gold interwoven light shield expanded again, attempting to block the purple light arrows. However, there were simply too many light arrows, and each one was incredibly powerful. Under the impact of the light arrows, Lin Mo's light shield flickered violently, cracks appeared constantly, and it looked like it was about to shatter.
Zhao Feng wasn't idle either. He raised his Sacred Faith Battle Axe high, unleashing the full power of his faith. The golden light intertwined with Lin Mo's blue-gold light, forming an even more solid defense. (End of Chapter)