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Chapter 595 605: The Mad God (Part Two)
"squeak……"

Something seemed to be wriggling behind the door. In the dim smoke, a giant claw covered in dark golden scales suddenly shot out from behind the door with a sharp whistling sound that tore through space, instantly shattering the barrier set up by the gods.

The vast divine power from beyond the realm forcibly squeezed into the mortal world, casting a hazy, blood-red hue over the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a figure that appeared to be the same size as a normal person, but with a huge eyeball on its back, emerged.

Blood vessels extend from around the eyeball, connecting to its spine. From time to time, thick, blood-like fluid swells and flows into the eyeball from these vessels.

Its scarlet, black eyes darted around excitedly, surveying the mundane world.

Wu Chi.

Of course, the Wu Chi in front of us is different from the one that Lin Beixuan killed. Although its aura is not as domineering as that Wu Chi, it is much more bloody and violent.

There are many types of Wuchi. For example, the Wuchi that Lin Beixuan killed was called Wuxu among the Wuchi.

The disordered creatures excel at physical strength and use extraterrestrial divine power to enhance their bodies, making them exceptionally powerful. Even when the God of the Stars burned his source, a single punch from them destroyed most of his power.

The Wu Chi that appeared at this time was like a demon that had emerged from the abyss, full of cruelty and rage, and was called the Mad God.

The Mad God nourishes its eyeballs by devouring the essence and blood of living beings. The eyeballs are the source of their power and also contain great power, capable of releasing a blood-red light that devours gods.

It stands before the bronze gate, and although it is in a low position, anyone can see the look of looking down from its eyes.

"The smell of the new world is intoxicating me every second!"

The Mad God chuckled, and drops of viscous, dark red blood dripped from its body, instantly corroding a large pit in the ground.

"Come down!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and Cheng Yunshen and the others who were suspended in the air in formation immediately felt their bodies being forcibly pulled to the ground by an invisible force.

Upon landing, Cheng Yunshen's knees bent uncontrollably, and the ground beneath his feet cracked under the immense force.

This force was not brute force, but a spiritual suppression mixed with the power of extraterrestrial gods, like an invisible mountain pressing down on the shoulders of all the mortal gods.

Cheng Yun gritted his teeth and straightened his back, his body trembling beneath his cloud-patterned robe.

He could feel the Mad God's gaze as if it were a needle pricking his neck, the greed in that gaze almost solidifying into a tangible form.

The Mad God licked his lips, using his scarlet tongue to wipe away the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth: "The divine power within you seems to be much more potent than the essence of those fellows' blood."

Before the words were finished, the giant eye on its back suddenly shot out a beam of blood-red light that could suck in a strand of hair, heading towards the nearest Huai Shen.

The Locust God was originally a folk deity of Liangzhou. After Lin Beixuan defeated the King of Liang and completely occupied Liangzhou, he chose to join the Northern Underworld Army.

Seeing the blood-red light shooting towards him at high speed, Huai Shen immediately waved his hand and used his divine power to create a shield wall in front of him.

But the moment the blood-red light struck the shield wall, it seemed to pierce through the shield wall as if it were alive, and finally fell into his body.

The God of Locust stood there in astonishment, feeling the burning pain in his body. Looking down, he saw that the divine power within his body was rapidly turning black and dissipating.

At the same time, his flesh and blood seemed to be devoured by some strange substance, slowly disintegrating. In just a few seconds, he disappeared in the eyes of the mortal gods.

Xi Xuan stared at the scene in shock. He never expected that a dignified, high-ranking mortal god would disappear before his eyes so quickly.

He stared intently at the mad god, who seemed to have savored a delicious meal and whose every cell in his body radiated joy, and an unprecedented sense of crisis welled up within him.

The fall of the Locust God quickly triggered a series of chain reactions.

The mortal gods were filled with rage and shock, but even more so with fear.

This was the first time they had ever seen Wu Chi. Only the Fox Spirit God had conveyed Lin Beixuan's message and told them about some of the creatures behind the door.

The Wu Chi behind the door corresponds to the level of a great mortal god.

Cheng Yun took a deep breath and glanced at the remaining mortal gods.

He was a mortal god from Luozhou who rose to power under Lin Beixuan's guidance, so he had a relatively high say among the mortal gods.

He saw fear and the thought of retreat in the eyes of the remaining mortal gods.

"Gentlemen, fight with all your might! It won't let you leave. Fighting with all your might might give you a chance to survive."

On the ground, the Northern Underworld Army continued its fierce battle with the Jionghai. At this time, they must not panic and need to maintain their respective divine domains to buff the Northern Underworld Army; otherwise, the casualties would be extremely heavy.

Cheng Yun's words were very straightforward. He knew that some mortal gods wanted to escape at this time, so he directly exposed their intentions.

The mortal gods exchanged glances, and finally sighed deeply. They weren't fools; they immediately knew what they had to do.

"We'll fight to the death! How can we let a foreign deity look down on us?"

"We can escape for now, but we can't escape forever. The mortal world belongs to us. If it is occupied and corrupted by foreign gods, we will have no way to survive."

……

The remaining mortal gods rallied, dispelling their fear of the mad god and unleashing their full divine power, causing the mortal god formation to rise again in the sky.

The Mad God watched this scene with a smile on its face, smacked its lips, and after eating the Locust God, the giant eye on its back swelled even more.

It took two steps forward, and suddenly countless dark red tentacles emerged from the bloodstains beneath its feet, rushing towards Cheng Yun and the other mortal gods.

It spread out its large, blood-red hands, with fleshy membranes connecting its elbows and ribs.

This time, it intends to devour all the mortal gods in front of it in one go.

Cheng Yunshen reacted extremely quickly, and with a flick of his hand, the clouds and mist resembled swords, slashing towards these tentacles.

However, these tentacles were extremely hard, and even though he had used all his divine power, he still could not cut them off.

"hide!"

Cheng Yun roared, and the other mortal gods followed suit, choosing not to fight the tentacles head-on, but instead dodging and weaving to avoid them.

"Do you think you can escape!" The Mad God laughed loudly, his divine power from beyond the boundary turning into blood mist that filled the entire sky, even affecting the Northern Underworld Army that was fighting against the Jionghai on the ground.

These blood mists, like ants, gnaw at their flesh. Even with protective gear, they cannot withstand the erosion; a mere touch will turn them into a pool of blood.

With each person killed, the blood mist surrounding the Mad God would thicken, and his expression would gradually become more frenzied.

It was like a madman who was high, and the blood mist gradually condensed into blood shadows around it, passing over the wreckage and heading in all directions.

Xi Xuan gritted his teeth, trying to unleash his corpse energy to fight against the blood mist. Unfortunately, his corpse energy was quickly corroded away by the blood mist as soon as it came into contact with it, and he couldn't even make a ripple.

He looked up at the sky and saw that Cheng Yun and the other mortal gods had been pierced by those tentacles and were hanging limply in the air like tattered sacks.

However, unlike the Locust God, they did not perish directly; they still had a breath left.

Their divine power was being constantly devoured by the tentacles, their essence being drained, and their bodies were withering and decaying at a visible rate. Perhaps in just a few minutes, they would perish completely like the Locust God. Faced with such a terrifying enemy, Xi Xuan's pupils dilated, and he couldn't help but think, "Isn't there any other way?"

His eyes hardened, and he plunged his right hand into his heart.

His heart, which had been lifeless and stopped beating, seemed to be activated under the pressure of his palm, and began to beat more and more violently.

In an instant, an extremely dense aura of corpses surged into the sky like a monstrous wave, crashing violently into the blood mist.

However, the blood mist was only blocked by the rolling corpse energy for a moment, and then continued towards the Beiming army's position.

But this moment was not without effect. At this moment, Xi Xuan appeared strangely in front of the Mad God. Two pairs of thick arms grew from his ribs and swung them to grab at the Mad God.

The Mad God's eyes widened in astonishment as he watched this scene, before a ferocious smile spread across his lips.

Before Xi Xuan's attack could land on Kuang Shen, a blood thorn pierced through his body from bottom to top. Then, the blood thorn transformed into two blood blades that slashed back and forth, splitting Xi Xuan's body in two.

Xi Xuan's body was split in two and fell to the ground. He was not dead yet; even in this state, his body could still wriggle on the ground.

"You smell terrible, you don't taste good."

The Mad God kicked Xi Xuan aside, showing no regard for Cheng Yun God and the other mortal gods.

Clearly, he preferred consuming the incense and divine power of mortal gods to the corpse energy emanating from Xi Xuan.

In the sky, the God of Clouds was on his deathbed. He was powerless to resist and could only watch helplessly as his incense and divine power were devoured by the Mad God.

He tilted his head, looking at Xi Xuan, who was still crawling towards the Mad God even though his body was split in two, and a faint sadness appeared in his eyes.

He discovered that these once high and mighty mortal gods and immortals were nothing more than a slightly larger stone in this war that spanned two realms.

Xi Xuan's severed body left two bloody trails on the ground, and the newly grown arm under his ribs, though broken, was still instinctively scratching forward.

A hoarse sound came from his throat, like a curse or a summons.

The Mad God kicked him away again with disgust, saying in a slightly nauseating tone, "Your smell is disgusting, I won't eat you."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the Northern Underworld Army, which was still putting up a stubborn resistance.

"You cannot stop the advance of my army; we are determined to take this world."

"Let me tell you something else: there are many beings like me in my world."

The Mad God stomped on Xi Xuan, who was crawling over again, and seemed annoyed, preparing to crush Xi Xuan's head with one foot.

But just as its foot was about to land, a warm breeze suddenly blew by, shattering the mad god's foot that was about to fall.

"Ok?"

The Mad God suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes looking in one direction of the battlefield.

A strange bell sound rang out from within the thick blood mist.

One by one, the skeletons fell down inexplicably, their hideous faces showing no pain, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

The Skeleton King held on a little longer, but after a brief moment of shock, his body suddenly stiffened and became dazed. A moment later, his body collapsed with a thud.

The flying debris also fell down one after another, like stones, crashing into the group of skeletons and crushing one of them into a pulp.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, the Mad God turned his head and found that the mortal gods who had been pierced by the tentacles had disappeared and had been rescued at some point.

The remaining Beiming army, witnessing this scene, had no idea what had happened and could only stare in shock.

They thought they would all perish here in this battle, but unexpectedly there was still a chance.

The sound of bells grew closer and clearer, and a figure slowly emerged from the blood mist.

The figure was dressed in a plain white robe, and a string of bronze bells hung from the wooden staff in her right hand. The bells swayed as she walked, carrying a calming rhythm.

However, to the Mad God, this sounded extremely jarring, and blood seeped from the huge eyeball behind him, emitting an uneasy restlessness.

The woman's footsteps were very light, leaving no footprints on the blood-stained ground. As soon as the surrounding blood mist approached, it seemed to have encountered its nemesis and automatically retreated to both sides.

She stopped and glanced at Xi Xuan's mangled body, then said softly, "I'm sorry I'm late!"

"Fortunately, your courage bought me some time."

Clang, clang...

Without any powerful divine energy fluctuations, under the sound of the bell, Xi Xuan's two halves of his body rejoined, the rotten flesh instantly healed, and even the dissipated corpse energy recovered at an astonishing speed.

He got up from the ground and looked at the woman in disbelief.

"who are you?"

The woman's eyes were gentle as she spoke softly, "You can call me Wei Yang, or you can call me—Lord Huanxin."

Suddenly, an aura that Xi Xuan had never felt before emanated from the woman.

He knew that those were traces of the unfolding of the mortal god's domain, but he had never experienced the oppressive feeling brought about by this domain from other mortal gods.

Because this is—a space of manifestation.

Xi Xuan saw the souls of the dead Beiming soldiers slowly rising from the blood. They still retained their memories of their lives and were surprised by their current state.

Wei Yang turned his gaze to the Mad God and spoke lightly.

"Still not dead?"

Upon hearing this, the Mad God's aura suddenly froze.

Without a second thought, it turned and ran, rushing towards the Golden Gate at an extremely fast speed, actually trying to return to the gate.

However, it had only taken two steps when the giant eye on its back suddenly felt intense pain, as if sunlight had shone into a dark, long-hidden ditch, causing the writhing, gloomy creatures inside to quickly rot and die under the sunlight.

The countless tentacles that stretched out from the giant eye broke off one by one, and the flowing blood turned into plump seeds after falling to the ground. The moment the seeds entered the soil, they sprouted into emerald green shoots.

"She is purifying my extraterrestrial divine power!"

The moment the thought crossed the Mad God's mind, he discovered that his body was rapidly decaying.

Starting from the feet, it turns into fine powder and slowly dissipates in the warm breeze.

Then came its body, its head... until finally, those incredulous eyes.

(End of this chapter)