Chapter 834
Playing with a Demigod
"You ants!"
The voice of the demigod Saru boomed from the mouth of the thousand-meter-tall black giant, echoing and trembling wildly between heaven and earth like a thunderclap.
On the battlefield, the other five surviving high-level demon lords trembled slightly, unable to control themselves.
When they looked up at the crimson vertical pupils of the demigod's avatar, their eyes were filled with fanaticism, yet also mixed with a deep-seated fear.
The scene of their companions being instantly "possessed" by a demigod and turned into puppets was etched into their minds like a brand, truly terrifying them.
They knew better than anyone that the great leader of the Shadow Temple, Saru, had already unleashed the full potential of this body, even overdrawing its essence and soul.
When this battle ends, their comrades will perish completely, leaving not even a trace of their souls behind, utterly annihilated between heaven and earth.
But this cruelty is an inescapable fate within the laws of the demon race.
They are born with the belief that the strong are respected and the weak are not worthy of survival. Even if a person becomes a "vessel" for a demigod and eventually perishes, in their eyes, that is the only value of the weak.
"Prepare for final destruction!"
With a deafening sound, a jet-black ring of time hurtled straight toward Yang Fan, An Jiafeina, and Lin Yuejia.
A vast and powerful force of laws emanated wildly from the black ring, tearing space beyond recognition wherever it passed.
Bizarre, dark, and enormous streaks, like hideous wounds, stretched across the gray sky, with violent spatial turbulence surging within them.
It felt as if the space would shatter completely at any moment, and the world would descend into chaos.
This was by no means an accident, but rather something the demigod Saru did intentionally.
If this space were to shatter completely, the overflowing spatial turbulence and the power of demigod laws would unleash a catastrophic disaster upon the Meijia civilization.
The Shadow Palace could then take advantage of the spatial rupture to shatter the world barrier of the Mika civilization, send a large army to invade, and completely wipe the Mika race out of this world, eliminating any future threat.
At this moment.
Yang Fan clearly sensed a strong feeling of suffocation; the range of his Law Domain had been compressed to less than half of its original size.
The terror of the demigods was far more astonishing than he had anticipated.
But Yang Fan showed no sign of panic.
His understanding of the demigod Saru far surpasses Saru's understanding of him.
It could even be said that Saru, out of his boundless contempt for the weak, knew nothing about him.
This information gap is precisely where we can take advantage.
In stark contrast to Yang Fan's composure, the Holy High Priestess Anjafina's performance was far less impressive.
The divine laws surrounding her were being suppressed by the demigod's power, her pretty face showing undisguised pain, and her chest heaving violently.
Since she regained her appearance with the help of the power of time, her current state of painful struggle presents a broken yet stunning beauty.
As for the priestess Lin Yuejia, she couldn't even withstand a trace of the demigod's pressure and immediately fell into a coma—the power of a demigod had long exceeded the limits of a high-ranking knight's endurance.
In a short while.
The Time Ring, now completely "polluted," descended upon the three of them, enveloping the entire sky.
This moment.
The whole world went completely dark.
As far as the eye could see, the world was filled with churning black energy, and even the flow of laws became sluggish.
Anjafina bit her red lips, her voice urgent and trembling: "Your Majesty! I sense a deadly crisis!"
Before the words had completely faded, a strange and powerful fluctuation of time suddenly swept across the world.
Two distant areas of airspace gradually became illusory and hazy under the influence of the fluctuations.
Amidst the distorted light and shadow, it seemed as if two figures were slowly emerging from a rift in space and time.
Then.
Two aged figures emerged from the dark clouds—they wore ancient, sacred priestly robes, their white hair cascading over their shoulders, and their faces were covered with deep wrinkles.
He was a “holy high priest” in his aging state.
Each of them held a Holy Revelation Scepter tightly in their hands. The Time Crystal embedded at the top of the scepter emitted a dazzling golden light, pure and magnificent, without any loss.
Without a doubt, these two are not illusory projections, but real "Anjafina" who were pulled from the past by the power of the Ring of Time.
Yang Fan had originally used this method to drive six high-level demon lords into a desperate situation.
Now, Saru has just appeared and used the same tactic.
It must be said that the power of demigods is truly terrifying.
Anjafina's pupils suddenly contracted, and she immediately raised the Holy Revelation Scepter in her hand high, ready for battle.
The two "holy high priests" from the past had no confusion in their eyes, only intense hatred, as they stared intently at Anjafina before them.
The past and the present inherently imply conflict, so they are naturally mortal enemies, and only one side can exist.
The two sides faced off amidst the billowing black mist, a great battle about to erupt.
Yang Fan suddenly laughed: "Your Majesty, there's no need to be nervous, we don't need to fight."
Anjafina paused for a moment.
Yang Fan slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the black mist, his voice loud and firm, carrying a power that could pierce the heavens and earth, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Lord Saru, you have been tricked!"
This only earned him a cold response from Saru, filled with utter contempt: "You lowly ant!"
It was clear that this demigod regarded it merely as the insignificant struggle of an ant.
He naturally assumed that in the face of absolute power, the so-called "trap" was a joke.
Yang Fan didn't waste any more words, but slowly raised one index finger.
A wisp of white light, indescribable in words, quietly emerged from the fingertips.
The white light was extremely dim, as if it might go out at any moment.
But if you look closely, you can see countless overlapping phantom worlds: the vast grasslands of the azure plains, the clear blue waves of the Illusionary Luo Lake, and the azure outline of the Azure Star.
Upon closer inspection, however, it appears to be nothingness, as if nothing ever existed, with only faint ripples in space slowly spreading along with the white light.
Although the white light was faint, the moment it appeared in the world, a shocking change occurred.
The black ring of time, exuding a deadly aura, which was about to descend upon the three of them, suddenly trembled violently for no apparent reason.
The next second, a deafening thunderclap resounded: "What is that?!"
For the first time, the voice of the demigod Saru shed its previous arrogance and disdain, replaced by an undisguised solemnity.
"Haha~"
Faced with Saru's shocked question, Yang Fan did not answer a word, but instead threw his head back and let out a wild laugh.
He slightly trembled his fingertips, and the wisp of white light that lingered around them instantly broke free of his control, like lightning piercing the darkness, heading straight for the Black Ring of Time at an unimaginable speed.
"Damn ants!"
The demigod Saru roared, and the thousand-meter-tall black giant trembled violently, attempting to control the Black Ring of Time to retaliate.
The black ring of time, as the white light approached, seemed to see its natural enemy. It first stopped falling, then changed direction and rose madly towards the sky.
At the same time.
A faint green ripple suddenly appeared in the space beside Yang Fan, and a crystal-clear leaf phantom quietly emerged.
The leaf phantom is exactly the same as the leaf in Xiao Cang's original world. The leaf is smooth and glossy, and its surface is covered with exquisite and intricate blue patterns.
Yang Fan was prepared. Seeing this, he quickly extended his right hand, his fingertips precisely touching the leaves.
The moment they made contact, the phantom burst forth with a dazzling green light, a light that was both gentle and powerful, instantly enveloping Yang Fan, the unconscious Lin Yuejia, and the shocked An Jiafeina.
Then.
The three figures rapidly became blurry and transparent, accompanied by a subtle spatial fluctuation. Finally, the light and shadow flashed once more before they completely disappeared from the spot.
This was a hyperspace teleportation performed by Xiao Cang, the World Tree, using the demigod power left behind by Huan Luo Tian.
The so-called "hyperspace teleportation" is a spatial leap performed by opening up deep subspaces using the power of strong spatial laws.
To put it more clearly, only demigods with spatial abilities, or those who have the power of demigods with spatial abilities, can perform hyperspace teleportation.
This battlefield had long been sealed off by the demigod Saru with his own laws, forming an impregnable barrier.
Huan Luotian, also a demigod, possessed a spatial law power that surpassed Saru's sealing law. He managed to create a tiny crack in the barrier, successfully teleporting the three away.
This was the fundamental reason why Yang Fan insisted on going to the place where Huanluotian had fallen.
He had long anticipated that he and the power of the Mika civilization alone were no match for the demigod Saru.
If it weren't for Xiao Cang's control over the Illusory Luo Heaven Space Laws, the three of them would have been reduced to ashes before the battle even began.
After all, Yang Fan had only recently advanced to the High-Level Venerable. Even though his Time Law had reached the level of a strong law, his foundation was far inferior to that of a veteran demigod like Saru, who had accumulated countless years of experience.
If he were given decades to accumulate and refine his laws, perhaps he could really compete with Saru, but right now he is still far from it.
A very short moment later.
Just as the three figures disappeared, a cloud of black mist suddenly condensed, and an enormous black serpent appeared out of thin air near the area where the three had been standing.
This giant serpent was formed entirely of black energy, and its size was so enormous that it was suffocating. Its head alone was measured in kilometers.
The moment the giant snake appeared, it opened its gaping maw and swallowed the spot where Yang Fan and the other two had just been.
It's a pity that despite its grand scale, it ultimately ended up being a lonely affair.
"Insects!!!"
The voice of the demigod Saru once again resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
This time, there was no trace of arrogance or contempt in his voice, only a surge of rage and fury.
As a demigod who had lived for countless years, He was, for the first time, being toyed with by a high-ranking deity whom He regarded as an "ant".
Not only did He fail to crush the opponent, but He also allowed the opponent to escape right under His nose, which enraged Him to the extreme.
The five demon lords, prostrate on the ground, instantly filled their crimson vertical pupils with extreme fear and despair.
They instantly realized that true annihilation was imminent.
The reason is so simple it's suffocating.
The demigod Saru was now enraged to the extreme. In this frenzied state, he would surely spare no effort to unleash even more demigod power to completely crush Yang Fan, that "ant".
However, the power of a demigod is too vast and boundless to be contained by an ordinary vessel.
If power far exceeding the current limit of what the clone can bear is forcibly brought down, it will be like "a small horse pulling a large cart," not only unable to exert force accurately, but also causing a backlash.
These five remaining high-ranking demon lords are the most perfect and convenient power carriers at this moment—being of the same demon race, sharing the same bloodline, and resonating with the laws, they can be compatible with Saru's demigod demonic energy to the greatest extent.
Having figured this out, how could the five Venerable Ones dare to linger even for a moment?
Each of them unleashed their most powerful escape techniques, honed through a lifetime of hard work, and without the slightest hesitation, sped off in five different directions outside the battlefield.
This is a death game devoid of any compassion. There are no companions, no help, only escape. Only by running faster than your fellow human beings can you barely save your life.
The goal of the competition is simple yet cruel: whoever can escape faster than the other four will survive for the time being.
The last one to fall will inevitably be captured by the enraged Saru, becoming a tragic vessel to bear the power of a demigod, and ultimately be completely devoured by the power, leaving not even a soul behind.
The demon race is inherently ruthless and selfish, and at this critical moment of life and death, it has shown this nature to the fullest extent.
In the blink of an eye, the five Venerables had already created a significant distance between them.
"Boom!"
A thunderous roar that shook the universe suddenly exploded, not from the sky, but from the palm of a thousand-meter-tall, pitch-black giant.
Saru's cold gaze swept over the five fleeing Venerables, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, only indifference and impatience towards the "pawns".
He slightly raised his hand, and three strands of black energy, condensed to the extreme, shot out like three bolts of lightning piercing the darkness, moving at a speed far exceeding the speed at which the Venerables fled, and accurately struck the three Venerables who had fallen behind.
Before the three Venerable Ones could even utter a wail, their bodies suddenly stiffened. Their dark forms, as if all their power had been drained, began to twist and distort rapidly, eventually turning into three wisps of pure black energy.
The pitch-black giant opened its mouth and inhaled, taking it all into its body.
The two demon lords who had managed to escape ahead felt their companion's aura vanish instantly, but they felt no joy at their victory. In their scarlet vertical pupils, fear grew wildly like weeds.
The black giant, having absorbed the essence of three high-level Venerables, instantly unleashed an even more powerful and violent surge of black energy within its body, like a dormant volcano erupting completely, staining the entire sky a deep, inky black.
Its size began to expand rapidly at a visible rate. Its body, which was less than two thousand meters long before, instantly broke through three thousand meters, five thousand meters, and seven thousand meters, finally settling steadily at a height of eight thousand meters, like a towering, dark mountain that pierced the clouds.
The demigod-like aura emanating from his body also surged several times over, even causing the space itself to slightly dent, fully demonstrating the terrifying power of a demigod.
But at this moment.
The first problem that the demigod Saru faced was not to hunt down the two escaped Venerables, nor to find the three "ants" who had toyed with him, especially Yang Fan, that most deserving ant.
Rather—it is the Black Ring of Time, on the verge of spiraling out of control. (End of Chapter)