Chapter 132 Stupid Things That Harm You
On the ground, among the haystacks covered with blood, the pink-shirted man's pupils trembled with fear. The invisible sickle of death chopped down, separating his head from his torso.
The head, frozen in an expression of regret, rolled through the hay before finally stopping at Xia Feng's feet.
He Jianzhu had effortlessly taken thirty lives, yet left their souls intact. With a casual wave of his hand, the thirty spirits gathered in the air, compressed into a sphere. Their hollow eyes stared blankly as they wailed, arms outstretched, desperate to return to their bodies.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to let their souls disperse?" Xia Feng asked, puzzled.
He Jianzhu seemed to have imprisoned the spirits, delaying their dissipation by another two minutes. Only when the spirits faded would these people be truly dead.
The woman in the plain skirt lifted her gaze to the bright moon in the sky. "According to the rules, the Sky God can only act under two conditions. The first is when the fourth night falls. The second is when the gods are killed. And these nobles are the gods within this disaster realm."
"So?" Xia Feng blinked. "Then kill them, lure the Sky God into action, and then destroy it."
He had already decided to cling to his mother-in-law's coattails and let her handle the rest.
He Jianzhu glanced at Xia Feng with her beautiful eyes and smiled. "My foolish son-in-law, your dear auntie can't defeat the Sky God right now."
"..."
What kind of ridiculous nickname was that? Xia Feng chose to ignore He Jianzhu's teasing—after all, she was slightly stronger than him.
But what he hadn't expected was that even He Jianzhu couldn't defeat the Sky God!
"Then what do we do?"
"What else? We run." He Jianzhu's gaze softened as she extended her delicate white hands, dark energy swirling around them. "I can use the last of my strength to open a passage to the Nightmare World and force you through it, allowing you to escape from here."
"The Nightmare World?" Xia Feng stiffened. Wasn't that just jumping from the tiger's den into the wolf's lair?
But then he sensed something amiss. "Me? What about Mu Qingtong?"
He turned to the woman in the black dress.
"Her?" He Jianzhu also looked at the expressionless Mu Qingtong, her eyes curving slightly. "How could a daughter compare to a son-in-law? Besides, such an unfilial child—if she dies, she dies. We can always make another one."
"..."
If you make another one, who's going to father it, huh? Xia Feng once again witnessed the profound "love" between mother and daughter.
You both just want the other to drop dead, don't you?
"Forget it. Since you, dear mother-in-law, can't do anything, I'll stop holding back."
Xia Feng lifted his chin confidently. "I'm laying my cards on the table. I actually have a way to deal with the Sky God."
However, He Jianzhu ignored what she assumed was nonsense, her gaze locking onto Mu Qingtong's. The two women appeared calm, yet an unspoken tension crackled between them, sparks flying.
Mu Qingtong smiled faintly, refusing to engage, and instead turned to whisper, "Mr. Xia, it's time to let this ignorant woman understand just how weak she is."
She knew Xia Feng possessed the means to annihilate the disaster realm outright.
After obtaining the "Final Gaze of Anubis," he had proudly shown it off to her. Though surprised, she recognized his intent—Xia Feng rarely revealed his trump cards, yet he had chosen to disclose this to her. It was his way of saying that if she ever faced a disaster realm she couldn't handle, she could turn to him.
Clearly, he didn't want her dying so easily. Such was the mindset of a true powerhouse. She hadn't hesitated to refuse at the time, yet here she was, seeking him out before her departure.
He Jianzhu eyed Xia Feng skeptically.
"What do you mean? You truly have a way to deal with the Sky God?"
"Of course." Xia Feng grinned.
"Even if the Sky God is a lesser disaster, it's still a seven-eyed entity." He Jianzhu's beautiful eyes narrowed. "Do you even understand what a seven-eyed level entails?"
Xia Feng knew full well. Seven-eyed beings, though not yet divine, brushed against the threshold of godhood. While disasters were weaker than calamities, they were no pushovers.
But unfortunately, before the nuclear might of Anubis, any disaster realm below godhood would be obliterated without a trace!
Originally, he hadn't planned to use it so soon. But encountering a seven-eyed Sky God?
If it had been one tier weaker, he might have hesitated.
Now? It'd be a waste not to use it! The final clearance reward sounded promising, and he had no desire to venture into the Nightmare World—a realm teeming with horrors.
At his current strength, survival wasn't guaranteed.
"Miss Jianzhu, I understand the weight of a seven-eyed entity." Xia Feng glanced at the fading spirits in the distance. "But there's no time to explain. In short, I'll collapse this entire disaster realm soon. Can you protect the residents here?"
"Collapse the disaster realm?" He Jianzhu stared at him, suspicion flickering in her eyes, but she nodded.
"If you can truly eliminate the Sky God, yes. Otherwise, I still suggest taking my way out."
"The spirits are starting to fade." Xia Feng turned back, urgency in his tone. "Miss Jianzhu, could you hurry?"
"I'd prefer 'Mother-in-law.'" He Jianzhu pouted softly before raising her hand.
Suddenly, the entire disaster realm trembled. In the distant sky, a massive octopus-like entity materialized.
Though its countless tentacles resembled the earlier monstrosity, it lacked the same malevolence. A fissure split its head open, and with a sudden inhale—
Rows of buildings crumbled instantly. The elderly, children, men, and women were ripped from the ground, screaming as they soared into the air.
Over seven hundred people, packed tightly together, wore expressions of sheer terror. Before they could comprehend their fate, the octopus's maw swallowed them whole.
The seven spirit masters beneath the Spirit-Flesh Fruit Tree, having received Xia Feng's signal, offered no resistance and allowed themselves to be consumed.
Then—
BOOM!
Thunder shattered the sky.
A powerful figure wreathed in lightning stepped upon the thunderclouds, abruptly appearing in the sky not far away. His gaze swept indifferently across the scene before noticing He Jianzhu and the woman in the black dress vanishing into the octopus's head—clearly fleeing.
"Heh~" He shook his head lightly, amusement in his voice. "Running now?"
Inside the octopus's headspace, He Jianzhu's beautiful eyes sharpened slightly as she focused on the events unfolding outside.
"Why are you so concerned about Mr. Xia?"
Mu Qingtong's cold question cut through the silence beside her.
He Jianzhu glanced at her unfilial daughter, her eyes softening into crescents. "Guess~"
"..."
"Then, my dear daughter, why are you so concerned about him?" He Jianzhu was genuinely puzzled. By all logic, her daughter should disdain everyone equally.
The woman in the black dress curled her lips slightly. "Guess~"
"..."
He Jianzhu narrowed her eyes, deciding against further bickering with her arrogant daughter. Instead, she smiled and said, "Mu Qingtong, if he fails, I'll simply send him away. You'll have to fend for yourself."
Mu Qingtong met her mother's gaze with golden eyes, her silent smile dripping with mocking amusement—as if laughing at her ignorance.
"!" He Jianzhu's brow twitched. The urge for domestic violence flared.
Outside—
BOOM!
White lightning split the sky. The moon, hanging in the distant night, had descended perilously close to the earth without warning.
Geng Gui lounged against the palace railing, legs crossed, idly cracking melon seeds as he observed the chaos below.
"Tsk tsk, what's He Jianzhu up to now? Still playing the savior for those fools?"
He shook his head derisively. "Ten years ago, she wanted to save them. Ten years later, even after regaining her senses, she hasn't changed. Is she the Virgin Mary incarnate?"
Scarlet pupils glimmered behind him, a voice murmuring lightly, "That's precisely why the master favors her. The garden needs its Virgin Mary."
"Heh~ Fair point."
Geng Gui chuckled, tossing another melon seed into his mouth before his gaze drifted. "But what's that guy doing? Trying to die?"
Only one man remained on the ground, sitting cross-legged without a trace of urgency, hands clasped together as if holding something.
The Sky God's attention shifted from the giant octopus to this lone figure.
Clad in white, his face unremarkable.
The naked, lightning-wreathed strong man raised a hand indifferently. Terrifying thunder coalesced into a serpentine pillar of light, roaring down from the heavens like divine retribution—
Yet, impossibly, the lightning froze mid-strike.
The bolt halted just above Xia Feng's head, electricity crackling violently, currents dispersing harmlessly around him.
Xia Feng pressed his hands together. An invisible spherical barrier seemed to envelop him, deflecting all attacks from the disaster realm. Simultaneously, a strange aura began steadily intensifying around him, as though something immense was preparing to descend.
The Sky God's expression shifted from indifference to sharp focus. He could clearly sense the human's evil energy skyrocketing—leaping from one evil eye to four, then five in rapid succession.
"Huh? Interesting." Geng Gui's confusion gave way to curiosity as he observed from above. "Is he summoning some evil beast? Could he actually call forth a seven-eyed entity?"
He rose to his feet. "If that's the case, this place might become dangerous."
"There's no need for concern."
Scarlet Eyes responded calmly, "This is a seven-eye level disaster realm. While seven-eye disasters are formidable, they would first need to breach the realm's barriers to enter."
"Oh, right, of course." Geng Gui patted his head, exhaling in relief as he settled back down.
Truthfully, even if an eight-eye evil god appeared—capable of easily suppressing the Sky God—it still couldn't completely eliminate a seven-eye entity. This human-world disaster realm, protected by its own hierarchical laws, faced no real threat. Geng Gui smirked at the thought.
Scarlet Eyes continued evenly, "Naturally, unless the eight-eye evil god went all-out, willing to sustain 700 injuries to deal 1000 damage. Only through such mutually destructive measures could it instantly annihilate a seven-eye level. Otherwise, the seven-eye could simply retreat with the entire disaster realm."
But disasters valued their existence too highly. Even god-level entities wouldn't commit such self-sacrifice over a mere human.
"Fascinating." The Sky God observed as the human's evil energy climbed further.
Six-eye level.
Seven-eye level!!
Eight-eye level!!!
When it hit the eight-eye threshold, the Sky God's brow finally furrowed. Had this human truly summoned... an evil god?
(End of this chapter)