Chapter 145: Descent of the God, Tsukuyomi! Everything Falls into the Tsukuyomi Illusion
"Boom!"
In the sky, a massive bone tentacle, carrying a Spiritual storm capable of shattering Divine Sense, slammed down fiercely, whipping the Void Realm into countless pitch-black spatial rifts.
Sect Master Zhongli Wu's face was deathly pale.
The black robe on his body was torn to shreds, and he retreated frantically through the turbulence in a disheveled state.
Facing the Undead Evil Emperor's near-Divine Rank space-time tentacles and Electrolux's dimension-transcending Spiritual suppression, this once lofty Sect Master of the Holy Spirit Cult now felt nothing but endless terror in his heart.
"Damn it, damn it!!!"
"Retreat! Everyone, detonate your spirit tools immediately and retreat with me!"
Sect Master Zhongli Wu roared at the top of his lungs.
His sinister eyes were locked tightly onto the escape route, devoid of the arrogant aura he had possessed just moments ago when trying to capture Zhang Lexuan.
"..."
However, just at the critical moment when he mobilized the remaining rank 98 super Soul Power within his body, preparing to forcibly tear through space and escape...
Zhang Lexuan and Qiu'er, who were in the pile of rubble below, felt their delicate bodies tremble slightly at the same time.
In this instant.
Within the sharp Divine Sense of both women, a supreme resonance arose simultaneously—an incredibly subtle yet bone-deep familiar feeling!
"It's Lin Sheng!"
In Zhang Lexuan's bright, moon-like eyes, a glimmer of joyful tears quietly surfaced.
Qiu'er also excitedly waved the golden dragon spear in her hand, a proud smile curling the corners of her lips.
"That guy finally decided to show himself!"
"Hum—!"
Without any warning, the entire ice field battlefield, which had previously been fighting until the heavens collapsed and the sun and moon lost their light, suddenly fell into a deathly, eerie silence in that instant.
The wind froze in mid-air.
The hail and snowflakes dancing across the sky froze in the Void Realm at that moment, maintaining their bizarre, falling postures!
"Sect Master Zhongli Wu..."
The Void Realm tore slightly, and a figure, as if having crossed thousands of dimensions of Reincarnation, landed steadily in front of Zhang Lexuan and Qiu'er.
He did not turn back, but the terrifying Soul Power fluctuation on his body, which had almost turned into divine mercury, along with the ice and space dual spirit core Law swirling around him, caused everything around to quiet down.
He slowly raised his head.
Those terrifying, heterochromatic eyes locked tightly onto Sect Master Zhongli Wu, who was still in a running posture in the sky, unable to even move his eyeballs.
"Today, you will die here."
Lin Sheng's voice was extremely low and cold, yet carried an unquestionable sense of judgment.
There was no hesitation.
The crimson Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan in Lin Sheng's eyes suddenly rotated in reverse to the extreme, and the brilliant blood-red light instantly dyed the entire black sky into a hair-raising, tragic crimson hue.
"Seventh Soul skills, Sharingan True Form!"
That massive Sharingan True Form blocked out the sky and sun, like a blood-red full moon hanging high above the Far North.
"Fifth Soul skills, Tsukuyomi!"
"Boom!"
In an instant, a supreme Spiritual Law, indescribable in words, swept across the army.
At this moment, not only Sect Master Zhongli Wu, but all the remaining Evil Soul Master of the Holy Spirit Cult in the vicinity.
Were all dragged, without suspense, into a blood-red illusion completely dominated by Lin Sheng.
In the World of Tsukuyomi.
Time, space, mass, and even the enemy's perception of pain, were all determined by Lin Sheng's whim.
Sect Master Zhongli Wu felt the World spin, and he was nailed tightly to a massive cross, unable to stir up the slightest ripple no matter how frantically he stimulated the Soul Power within his body!
"Are you satisfied with this World?"
Lin Sheng's cold voice echoed in the blood-red illusion.
The next moment, his pair of scarlet Sharingan suddenly retracted, and his two pupils transformed in an instant into transparent, clear Ice Pupil, devoid of any human emotional fluctuation.
"Ice Pupil, activate!"
Following the full-power operation of the ice-attribute second spirit core.
The static ten-thousand-mile ice field outside completely became the sharpest killing weapon in Lin Sheng's hands at this moment!
"Frost Annihilation, detonate."
Lin Sheng's lips parted slightly, uttering only four plain words.
Accompanied by his terrifying gaze, filled with the divine intent of absolute freezing and destruction, sweeping across the sky...
"Boom!"
The Origin Qi of the Far North's ice and snow, which had accumulated for countless millennia between heaven and earth, transformed into an ice-blue dragon of storms stretching for miles, sweeping violently along the path of Lin Sheng's gaze.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of muffled, heart-stopping explosions rang out densely in the static space.
Those Elders of the Holy Spirit Cult who were enduring endless Spiritual torture in the Tsukuyomi illusion...
Before they could even let out a scream, the moment they made contact with that ice-blue gaze, they shattered in the Void Realm like the most fragile ice sculptures!!
"..."
Wherever his gaze passed, nothing remained.
With just a single glance, this core elite of the Holy Spirit Cult, personally led by Sect Master Zhongli Wu and capable of inciting a war that could destroy nations across the entire continent.
Was completely wiped from existence on this vast, white, endless ice field.
"No... how is this possible..."
In the end, in the center of the ruins with snow flying everywhere, only Sect Master Zhongli Wu remained, trembling violently, his mouth and nose frantically spewing blood mixed with ice shards.
"Cough... ah... you are not human! You are a monster! What exactly are you?!"
The Tsukuyomi illusion was brutally torn apart, and Sect Master Zhongli Wu, who fell back onto the ice, had already fallen into hysterical madness.
He looked at the emptiness around him...
The Void Realm that did not even leave a trace of blood, then looked at Lin Sheng approaching step by step, and in those viper-like eyes.
For the first time, they were completely filled with endless fear and despair!!
He wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to self-destruct, but Lin Sheng did not give him any chance at all.
"Sect Master Zhongli Wu, today the Holy Spirit Cult has lost a Sect Master; I suppose that counts as a heavy blow to your vitality."
Lin Sheng walked to a spot no more than ten meters from Sect Master Zhongli Wu, his cold, handsome face full of the disdain of a god looking down upon an ant.
His pair of ultimate Ice Pupil, at this moment, transformed back into the eerie, intricate Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, carrying the power of fate and Karma.
"Pupillary Technique, Kotoamatsukami!"
"Boom!"
A nearly invisible beam of Spiritual energy, with an unreasonable and overbearing attitude, instantly and brutally tore through Sect Master Zhongli Wu's already riddled Sea of Consciousness!
Completely obliterating his last shred of reason and resistance, forcibly rewriting his Divine Sense and perception.
"Pupillary Technique, Izanagi!"
"Hum—!"
Ripples of strange, gray-black space-time, with Sect Master Zhongli Wu's body as the core, transformed into a miniature time cage several meters in diameter, trapping him tightly within.
In the ultimate eternal abyss woven by Izanagi and Kotoamatsukami, Sect Master Zhongli Wu's consciousness was forcibly dragged into an infinite loop of death—a Shura field.
In this loop...
He would experience death over and over again, endless Reincarnation, death, without end...
"No... don't! Let me out! I beg you, kill me! Kill me, ahhh—!"
Sect Master Zhongli Wu knelt on the ice, his hands clawing tightly at his cheeks, digging out furrows of bloody flesh.
He screamed and struggled frantically on the spot.
"It is over."
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