Free Web NovelThe existence of the miracle flower in her perception suddenly blurred, and the Spiritual Energy in her body rapidly drained as if dozens of water pumps were operating at maximum power simultaneously. Realizing the Shaman King's desperate move, Lu Yibei understood that the Shaman King was truly enraged this time.
Without the slightest hesitation, she immediately activated the power of the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate, pulled back the miracle flower, and re-suppressed the Shaman King's erosion. Her actions were undeniably swift and her reactions undeniably quick.
Even so, when the miracle flower returned to her side, it had already severely withered. Its intricate layers of petals looked as if someone had trampled them and then burned them with fire, leaving behind fragmented, damaged, and charred marks, with only the innermost dozen petals still intact.
That initial resistance, followed by a sudden burst of gluttonous consumption, reminded Lu Yibei of when she used to tease her Old Dad with ice cream as a child.
At that time, Lu Ming also initially made all sorts of excuses, even seeming unwilling to take a single bite, but after she repeatedly provoked him a few times, he suddenly swallowed the entire palm-sized ice cream in one gulp.
He probably didn't even know what an indelible scar that bare ice cream stick left on Lu Yibei's young heart.
Pulling her thoughts away from the childhood trauma, Lu Yibei, while feeling fortunate that she had anticipated this situation and reacted quickly, re-integrated the miracle flower into the Divine Kingdom Central Hub.
As the miracle flower returned to the Divine Kingdom Central Hub, brilliant and dazzling strong light flashed, enveloping her.
The next moment, she appeared in a bizarre space.
It was as if she was suddenly covered in layers of a giant black gauze curtain; the surrounding light abruptly dimmed to the extreme.
Streaks of dark red flowing light became the only light source, like swarms of resentful spirits lingering outside the gauze curtain, circling and floating.
An unusually tall and burly figure stood quietly not far away, like an adult brown bear standing upright. A pair of eyes, in the dim environment, flickered with crimson fire, outlining the contours of double pupils.
That figure was the Shaman King. Lu Yibei instantly felt an intense sense of oppression.
That sense of oppression did not stem from a normal fear of war and death. Perhaps because she had just experienced a rampage of the Witch Seed Strange Tales' main body core and was almost guided to advance to Calamity through the Witch Seed's authority, she was barely affected by the Shaman King's authority.
She even felt a little excited.
The Witch Seed Strange Tales' main body core, which had originally fallen silent, seemed to have absorbed some unknown Spiritual Energy and was restless. If it weren't for the suppression of the higher-ranked Goddess Beiling Seal's authority, it would probably have entered a rampaging state again.
The sense of oppression Lu Yibei felt was purely due to his size...
In her mythological state, standing before the Shaman King, she was like a preschooler facing the Hulk, only about the size of the Shaman King's palm.
“...”
No, what kind of Shaman King's Wonderful House, Que Pi Jia's Cycle of Despair is this?
He was clearly sealed, yet he could still struggle and resist to this extent?
Has he always been this fierce? Lu Yibei wondered.
It's like a critically ill patient lying in an ICU bed, suddenly sitting up from their deathbed and doing two hundred bench presses in one go. Is this reasonable?
Uh, it actually seems reasonable. Even the Ancestor, who was only a remnant soul, could land a blow on the Pink Fluffy Rabbit, let alone the Shaman King, who was completely intact, just sealed away.
Lu Yibei suddenly regretted not asking Jiang Li to apply for a spot for her when the Night Watch Headquarters organized the Plague Tai Sui sealed area tour.
If she had seen it in advance, a sealed area of the same Plague Tai Sui, she would have had a direct understanding of a top Calamity Strange Tales in a sealed state, and wouldn't have been so unprepared for the Shaman King and dragged into this damned place.
Yes, Lu Yibei was prepared, but she couldn't prevent it...
In the process of retrieving the miracle flower and integrating it into the Divine Kingdom Central Hub, she used the power of the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate to virtually seal off all avenues for the Shaman King to continue causing erosion. However, what she didn't expect was that the Shaman King, as a prisoner, could actually turn around and imprison her, the warden.
What should she do? Should she fight him? No, the situation isn't clear yet. If she has to fight, she should observe first, gather more information, and try to gain as much of a winning chance as possible.
Lu Yibei thought nervously, turning her head to look at the Shaman King, waving her hand, and weakly said, “You, hello, my name is Shen Baiwei, and I am the new Yumen Pass Master. Uh, I'm disturbing you this time because I thought, since we'll be neighbors from now on, I'd come over to say hello in advance.”
“I really didn't mean to offend you, really! If you mind, I’ll leave right now.”
After speaking, she turned around and walked away, her steps remarkably decisive.
Although this place was so small that she couldn't escape, it was good to create a little distance first.
However, as soon as Lu Yibei took a step, the surrounding darkness began to boil.
The dark red flowing light, wandering around, stirred up ripples, influencing the surrounding darkness, constantly giving rise to various ethereal yet realistic anomalies.
Slaughtering soldiers, neighing warhorses, spreading wildfires, mountains of broken halberds and tattered armor, barren lands due to war, emaciated refugees collapsed during their exodus, and... death close at hand.
Various microcosms of war constantly flashed and cycled, as if silently narrating that human history is the history of war.
Those dark red flowing lights gradually converged onto the Shaman King's body, and then the sound of violent flesh Creeping began. That originally burly, tall, and wild body quickly became infused with a sense of swiftness and madness.
His eyes grew even more fervent, splitting into two, then four, until his entire body was covered in trembling eyes, frantically moving. His outline constantly shifted, as if to gain more terrifying destructive power, continuously adjusting, optimizing, reshaping...
But how could the dignified Torment King just watch his enemy complete their transformation and do nothing?
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“I mean... does anyone really think they're invincible during transformation? Do you think you're White Little Flower?” Lu Yibei muttered expressionlessly.
Initially, when she was pulled into this dreadful place, Lu Yibei was indeed in a state of helpless panic. But as time passed, after observing for a moment, she realized that the Shaman King hadn't attacked her immediately.
Is this reasonable? That's the Shaman King, a battle maniac who would charge at you and beat you up if you so much as looked at him for too long when passing by!
Such a guy, after being tormented to the point of mental breakdown and completely losing his composure, didn't immediately launch a fierce retaliation. Either he was incapable of retaliating, or he needed time to prepare.
The dark red flowing lights converging into the Shaman King's body, and his body beginning to change drastically, proved it was the latter case.
Immediately after, as the Shaman King's body began to change drastically, a calmed Lu Yibei sensed the portion of Goddess Bei's authority that had already entered his body.
And now, it was time for the poison to take effect!
“No transforming!”
Accompanying Lu Yibei's low shout, crimson flames erupted from the Shaman King's chest, spreading rapidly to every corner of his body like blooming flowers covering a hillside.
The activated Goddess Bei's authority stirred up surging layers of Spiritual Energy, as if to suppress the Shaman King's authority, creating countless illusions within the flames rising from his surface.
High temperatures that evaporated all moisture, barren rice fields, locust plagues that blotted out the sky, sudden raging wildfires, and a desert like a forbidden zone of life...
Cutting off the growth of war with extreme drought, fighting fire with fire!
Ultimately, all the illusions overlapped, and amidst the violent Spiritual Energy collision, like a volcanic eruption, they detonated the Shaman King's chest.
In an instant, dark red, mixed with shattered black, surged outwards like a tide.
When the smoke, formed by highly concentrated Spiritual Energy, dispersed, that massive, twisted figure was left with only half a body. A huge, arc-shaped gap was terrifyingly gruesome, and on the incomplete torso, there were still flickering flames that were about to die out.
It was as if a rocket launcher had been fired at a beached whale.
However, despite such severe injuries, on his wound, there were still viscous substances with an asphalt-like sheen, connected and radiating, possessing vigorous vitality, violently wriggling, and constantly producing various tissues, as if trying to reform the body.
Several newly formed head-like outlines were fighting and tearing at each other...
The next moment, Lu Yibei's figure flashed into existence, reaching out and pressing down firmly on those head-like outlines, pulling upwards brutally, as if grabbing a head and tearing out the spine and a series of organs from the body, pulling out two dark red, viscous trails.
Immediately after, as if suddenly grasping the profound meaning of flight, her tiptoes lightly stepped on the air, her body leaped up a small distance, and then she stomped down fiercely, imbuing the newly emerged head outlines with authority, and forcefully driving them into the incomplete body.
“Bang—!”
As the authority intensified, a muffled thud spread out.
A violent explosion occurred again, and that massive, incomplete body shattered like a water balloon suddenly punctured.
Viscous liquid containing malicious Spiritual Energy surged, as if fleeing in terror, spreading outwards. As it surged, a continuous stream of organs and limbs appeared in the turbulent waves, as if attempting to re-form a body elsewhere.
Lu Yibei watched the continuous stream of appearing limb outlines, her eyes cold and expressionless, chasing after them as if stepping on cockroaches, activating her authority and stomping down hard. Unbeknownst to her, a strange sense of joy arose in her heart...
Just like when she slaughtered those tribal warriors in front of the southern gate of Yumen Pass.
Thus, the Shaman King, holding the belief of mutual destruction, triggered his final erosion, and it began...
