Perfect World

Chapter 480: Chapter 480: Battle of the Titans in the Higher Realms
 

“Is the giant Peng bird still alive?” The possibility made not only Shi Hao dumbfounded, but also left Little Pagoda tongue-tied, while Willow Deity looked extremely solemn.

Such a being would undoubtedly be a top-notch powerhouse, commanding the whole world, who none would dare disobey. Even the giants from the higher realms might suffer great losses if they confronted it.

“No, it’s just a trace of lingering will. It’s the Wilderness Great Halberd that came by itself, with divine might,” Little Pagoda said.

With a loud bang, rocks shattered and the clouds dispersed!

The golden halberd crushed the ruins and shot out rapidly, not lingering in the area, with its blade covered in silver blood, creating a shocking and chilling silver brilliance all around.

It vanished into thin air in an instant.

At the same time, a silver figure burst from the ground, almost being split in half, trying to escape. However, a third killing formation activated, a chaotic aura swept across, and with a scream of agony, his body was insanely wounded, almost shattered, and he fell back again.

After the Wilderness Great Halberd was activated, it completely awakened the Array, making it infinitely more terrifying. Chaotic mist surged; the killing light was sky-high, causing the sun, moon, and stars to shudder in tremor.

“Such a huge resentment from the giant Peng bird, could its downfall back then be related to these few people?” Little Pagoda muttered to itself.

Shi Hao was somewhat dazed too. Was this setup done by the giant Peng bird? It shouldn’t be—the bird died in the era of the Primordial Ancients, and lingering will couldn’t possibly create such a big commotion, right? It must be on the verge of dissipating by now.

Shi Hao had originally thought the Sky Severing Sect was behind this, but now it seemed not quite so.

“Could it be her?” Shi Hao thought of a person, the woman on the paper boat, still remembering the desolate and mournful words she wrote in blood.

“It’s just me left…”

Shi Hao felt slightly chilling. This game was too complex, and he was far from scrutable enough.

“Boom!”

The land was vast, ruins collapsed, chaotic aura boiled, and the site turned into a hazy land, difficult to see clearly.

“Let’s check another place.” Little Pagoda manipulated the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar, revealing the valley outside Medicine City.

As soon as the mirror surface changed, a glaring light emerged, dazzling and startlingly beautiful. The valley was vast, engulfed in a massive battle, and an Array was breaking.

“The ninth killing formation!” Little Pagoda’s heart skipped a beat, feeling a chill as this kind of formation, capable of slaughtering gods in the higher realms, appeared in two different places, both immensely horrifying.

However, this killing formation was much inferior to the third one.

“So tragic. What are they trying to do, nurture the Number-One Spiritual Root?” Little Pagoda manipulated the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar to get a clearer view.

There was an all-out war happening there, chaotic mist pervading, characters densely packed, as numerous as the All Heavens Stars. Every inch of space was filled with divine symbols, circulating supreme mighty forces.

Shi Hao sighed. The hundreds of Arrays he had seen previously had now collapsed, the valley enlarged, expanding to several tens of thousands of miles in size.

This was a groundbreaking method, using an Array to confine such a vast land to cultivate a Spiritual Root. Now, those Divine Arrays were broken, and the land returned to its original state.

However, amidst it, there was a truly exceptional killing formation exuding chaotic mist, apparently the ninth killing formation that Little Pagoda mentioned!

Several figures were fighting within. Each of their strikes could smash tens of thousands of miles of land, powerful enough to bring down stars, but these vast and mystical forces were restrained by the killing formation.

“Spurt”

One person fell, killed by the killing formation, but then self-destructed, revealing his true form, not human, exploding in a thunderous crash, breaking an opening in the Array.

However, his exploded light and blood did not disperse, rapidly reversing back, all absorbed by the land, and then the central Spiritual Root lit up as if it was drawing endless Divine Power and essence.

“How vicious, setting a trap, waiting for people to come and take the Spiritual Root and then killing them to sacrifice to the Number-One Spiritual Root, to restore its divine nature of the past,” Willow Deity sighed.

A taboo existence ended up as fodder for the Number-One Spiritual Root in the higher realms; it was somewhat tragic.

“That area of tens of thousands of miles was originally the domain of the divinity of the wasteland, potentially creating True Gods. However, all the divinity was drawn away by the Number-One Spiritual Root,” Little Pagoda said, with a very solemn expression.

Undoubtedly, the person who could control the Number-One Spiritual Root and had transplanted it here was absolutely powerful and fearsome. He was confident, unafraid of others taking it away, and moreover, had set up a killing formation here to slay taboo existences.

However, the formation was now broken. The two people fighting inside for the first Spiritual Root headed towards the outside one after another, and one of them acted, causing the Spiritual Root to gradually rise from the ground, flying out.

“Dong…” A large bell echoed, shaking the heavens and earth. Outside the sky, a dao clock flew down, ancient and mysterious, flowing with infinite road meanings.

The bell vibrations affected the wasteland, as if they could travel up the river of time, resonating with the era of the Primordial Ancients, possessing the Power of Time.

“Damn it, it’s appeared again,” Little Pagoda cursed.

Even Willow Deity showed a very serious expression.

This ringing of the large bell spread ripples that appeared light and gentle, yet they impacted the stability of time and space, striking towards the two humanoid beings.

With a dong sound, the valley shattered, tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers turned to dust, leaving only one Spiritual Root and two giants there; everything else was destroyed.

“This bell is terrifying!” Shi Hao shuddered.

“If it weren’t for my mishap, it wouldn’t have had the chance to act so ferociously,” Little Pagoda complained.

“It’s not that the dao clock is behaving ruthlessly, but the person controlling it who is propelling it,” Willow Deity said.

Clearly, the owner of the dao clock was the possessor of the Number-One Spiritual Root, now making an appearance, still intending to kill a giant to nourish the Number-One Spiritual Root.

The two were naturally furious, each employing Great Divine Power, contending against the Bell Wave, striking towards the heavens.

“Pop!”

One person’s shoulder was sprayed with blood. The Bell Wave broke through, almost shattering half his body. The combined power of the dao clock and its controller was supremely mighty.

With a “hum” sound, above the heavens, light reappeared. A chaotic disc, severely damaged, with mist permeating rapidly, charged towards the dao clock.

“Have these guys gone mad, engaging in a fight to the death like this without worrying about causing this realm to collapse?” Little Pagoda changed color, pondering whether they really intended to start creation anew.

“That’s because their lifespans are coming to an end, all are anxious, and now all need the Number-One Spiritual Root, or to obtain the Detachment Chapter, else they’re bound for extinction,” Willow Deity explained.

With a “dong,” the primal chaos disk clashed with the large bell in mid-air, shaking heaven and earth, the two people below staggered backward, while both the dao clock and the primal chaos disk trembled violently, flipping end over end.

“Eh, damn it, it has arrived too, controlled by a bastard!” Little Pagoda couldn’t stop cursing.

In that world, a Ruined Pagoda appeared, diving toward the earth, trying to snatch away the Number-One Spiritual Root, within which a life form could be vaguely seen residing.

“Boom!”

The dao clock flew back, and the two giants who first competed for the Spiritual Root also collided, fighting chaotically over the Number-One Spiritual Root.

This place was hazy, with the chaotic mist erupting, turning it into a land of extinction, the battle fiercely intense.

“Without surprises, it will still be taken by the master of the dao clock, he isn’t worried about losing the Spiritual Root,” Willow Deity sighed.

Indeed, the final result was that the Spiritual Root flew towards the dao clock on its own, as it was wrapped in a Divine Chain, acknowledging its master, and locking onto the Spiritual Root, it shot towards the heavens.

The others naturally were not willing to give up, all making their moves.

“Pop!”

At that moment, a flower bloomed, huge Archaic Devil Bird’s cries thundered, detaching from its source and directly breaking through the sky, escaping beyond the ninth level of heaven.

This outcome was unexpected by the master of the dao clock, who was forced to manifest his True Body, holding the large bell in one hand to confine the Number-One Spiritual Root, and stretching out the other hand, extending tens of thousands of miles, reaching for the skies.

However, he was destined to meet resistance, unlikely to reap any gains, as others attacked him collectively, striking fiercely.

“Swish”

Suddenly, up in the high sky appeared fluctuations, where a woman was already seated, waiting there, wearing simple gray clothes covering her body, yet her beauty was unparalleled, with an unmatched immortal countenance.

Her eyes lit up, opening up a terrifying path, recreating a world of primal chaos, reshaping heaven and earth, confining the fleeing flower, capturing it in her hands.

The Child with Dual Pupils, an undefeated myth of ancient times, that female prodigy appeared!

Shi Hao was stunned. She was so bold to contend with powerhouses from the higher realms, snatching food from the jaws of a tiger, surpassing imagination.

Shi Hao knew she was powerful, but he did not think she could contest with a titan from the higher realms, it was ludicrous, beyond his expectations.

“This girl is still too young, lacking maturity, mostly she will perish,” Little Pagoda said.

“No!” Willow Deity shook her head.

The Child with Dual Pupils lit up completely, breaking apart the void, directly disappearing from this realm, leaving chaos behind.

“You can’t escape!” someone bellowed.

A purple giant hand reached out, following through the shattered void, grabbing towards the Child with Dual Pupils.

In addition, others employed Divine Skills, attempting to pull back the Child with Dual Pupils, and some even chanted, using the power of curse characters to bridge realms, appearing directly at her side.

The situation was critical, however, just at that moment, sparkling glimmers appeared, with a small black paper boat floating in, crossing through the void, blocking there, resisting the giant hand, dispersing those Divine Skills and curses.

“It’s her… it’s her!” Shi Hao exclaimed.

The lady of the paper boat appeared, a small boat blocking there, cutting through all heroes of all ages, having a kind of supreme “momentum.”

“Boom!”

The world erupted in chaos, everything was in disorder, everyone made their moves, some attacking the dao clock, others pursuing the Child with Dual Pupils, unfolding into a massive chaotic battle.

“Let’s go, it’s time to act!” Willow Deity flashed and vanished, disappearing from the imperial palace.

Little Pagoda gritted its teeth, turning into a streak of light entering the void, following behind.

With their departure, nobody was left to manage the Ancestral Sacrificial Altar, those images instantly vanished, requiring entities of that level to preside over to function properly, else it was difficult for the altar to monitor such a vast distance.

Shi Hao gritted his teeth in frustration, powerless, unable to follow, and now even watching the battle was not possible.

“How could this be…”

Shi Hao felt helpless, pacing back and forth, attempting several times, but unable to bring back those images.

He stood on a high platform in the imperial palace, looking into the distance, hoping to discern some clues from the chaos of the world.

“Ah, there are major figures!” Shi Hao’s scalp numbed. He had a real suspicion, because in the distant sky, a godly light that shook heaven and earth covered the vast lands of Stone Country.

He saw an unkempt old man hurrying along, mumbling to himself, “Where is it, the thing I am looking for, where is it?”

His hair was completely gray, his eyes hollow, like a walking corpse, moving directly over the royal palace, such immense presence stirring the soul.

In the distance, a mountain range blocked the way, yet he charged through it, his robe’s sleeves touching the mountain, turning those massive mountain ranges into tribulation ash.

“Who is this person?” Shi Hao’s heart pounded.

Half an hour later, an old woman appeared, holding a Medicine Basket in her hand, muttering to herself, “You all fight over sacred items, I pick the great medicines of the mortal world.”

As she spoke, she continued flying, reaching out a hand, capturing a Spider, and throwing it into the Medicine Basket.

Shi Hao’s heart raced; that Spider was clearly a Venerable One from the Demonic Spirit Lake, somehow having escaped the last great calamity, but now captured.

Shi Hao’s body felt cold, Venerable One captured for concocting medicine? And these two strange figures both flew over from above Stone Country’s Royal Palace, probably also considering this place a Medicine Garden, just not finding any mature “herbs” yet.

“This prison has been harvested, it’s time to move to the remaining seven prisons,” the old woman said to herself, breaking through to the next realm. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to QiDian (qidian.com) to vote for recommended tickets and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)