26: Chapter 26 The Return of the Divine Child (Part 5)

Deepest part of the Mist Sea!

Yun Che had already returned to this familiar place through the Space God Stone. Last time, he had asked the Abyssal Beast Qilin God here to kill Meng Jingzhe and Meng Jianzhou.

But this time, he was prepared to do it himself!

At this moment, a purple-gold Great Dao Pagoda Art floated above his head. The purple-gold light enveloped his body, and the injuries on his body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye; the muscles and bones of his left leg were gradually growing and recovering.

The profound energy around his body was also fully restored.

If any profound practitioner were training in the Mist Sea at this moment, they might discover that the abyssal dust within a large area in the depths of the Mist Sea was gathering in one place.

"It seems Chi Wuwu hasn't pampered you in vain; she has raised you to be increasingly shrewd!" the voice of Creator God Li Suo came from within the sky poison pearl.

"Oh—" Yun Che asked, puzzled: "Creator God Li Suo, have you seen the previous me? Was I not shrewd back then?"

Creator God Li Suo continued.

"You didn't use the Great Dao Pagoda Art while fighting Meng Duanli just now, feigning weakness to him. Isn't that because you wanted his confidence to swell so he would walk right into your trap?"

"Then do you think he will come?"

Yun Che asked with a sly smile.

"Of course he will come. You have given him too many surprises; he dreams of obtaining a great opportunity from you."

Creator God Li Suo parted her jade lips slightly and said softly.

"No one would give up a cooked duck that has fallen into their hands?"

Yun Che looked astonished and said awkwardly: "So, Creator God Li Suo thinks that in their eyes, I am just a duck?"

Although Creator God Li Suo had lived for countless years, her heart was extremely pure. She did not understand why Yun Che was unwilling to be considered a duck. Instead, she became curious: "Is there something wrong with ducks? All living things and all things have spirituality. By resisting like this, are you looking down on ducks?"

Yun Che did not continue this topic but chose to wait quietly.

This part of the sky had returned to calm; the giant rocks splashing everywhere in the air and the rubble and soil flying all over the sky had all settled.

Meng Duanli, whose mood had just been a mix of joy and disappointment, had calmed down a lot.

He always felt something was wrong; Meng Jianyuan had been missing for over a decade and still returned safely; he wouldn't die so easily.

His spiritual sense scanned the huge pit again; there was no aura of any living creature inside.

He leaped down; subsequently, Meng Dayi also jumped down.

Before their eyes, remnants of Yun Che's flesh and blood could be seen everywhere, and there was a heavy smell of blood in the air. Clearly, under Meng Duanli's previous blow, Yun Che had lost a lot more blood, and his injuries had worsened.

However, what surprised them the most was not the absence of Yun Che's corpse, but a crimson teleportation profound formation that was one zhang in size.

Meng Duanli and Meng Dayi both opened their mouths wide; they began to imagine what had just happened.

At the moment of life and death, Yun Che had utilized the impact force of Meng Duanli's fatal blow, slamming his entire body rapidly towards the ground, creating this giant pit in the hard rocky surface.

As for why a flesh-and-blood body could create such a large pit in ground of this hardness, it was an unsolved mystery.

Only Yun Che himself knew that it was because he had executed the Heavy Mountain Profound Art. In that instant, his entire body was as heavy as a planet and as hard as profound iron and refined steel.

By borrowing the momentum of Meng Duanli's attack, his speed was as fast as a stream of light.

Meng Duanli and Meng Dayi realized that Yun Che had planned everything from the beginning; he knew he was no match and had been looking for a chance to escape.

After his body slammed into this deep pit, Yun Che had set up this teleportation profound formation and left calmly.

Clearly, for him, as long as he escaped the pursuit and arrived safely at Huanmeng Divine City, that was enough. But for Meng Duanli and his group, once (Meng Jianyuan) Yun Che escaped, it would be the beginning of a nightmare.

"Hmph—" Meng Duanli snorted coldly. Even with such heavy injuries, don't even think about escaping from my grasp.

He did not hesitate, stepped forward, and disappeared into the teleportation profound formation.

Meng Duanli felt a flash of light before his eyes and quickly raised a defensive barrier with the golden long saber in his hand.

No accident occurred; he appeared in the depths of the Mist Sea!

One hundred meters in front of him, Yun Che stood tall, looking at him with a cold gaze.

At this moment, Yun Che was dressed in a clean and neat white embroidered long robe, showing no trace of injury, and his severed left leg was completely restored as before.

Most eye-catching of all was the purple-gold pagoda, over one zhang tall, floating above Yun Che's head, slowly rotating, with light shining straight down, enveloping Yun Che's entire figure.

Seeing the refreshed and radiant Yun Che, especially the purple-gold pagoda above his head, Meng Duanli was greatly shocked.

He had once seen a record in an ancient book of the Zhimeng Divine Kingdom that the Desolate God of the ancient era had created a cultivation technique—[Great Dao Pagoda Art]. When this technique was cultivated to a certain level, it could allow for rapid self-healing and recovery. However, the requirements for cultivating this technique were extremely harsh; one must possess a divine body.

Although he had never seen it before, seeing the purple-gold pagoda above Yun Che's head, he had a strong intuition that this was the Great Dao Pagoda Art; furthermore, Yun Che's pagoda was purple-gold, which was a characteristic of having cultivated to an inconceivable realm.

"You have finally arrived. How is this graveyard I chose for you?"

Yun Che revealed a strange smile at the corners of his mouth and said indifferently.

Hearing Yun Che speak, Meng Duanli noticed his location. Only then did he realize that he had actually arrived in the depths of the Mist Sea.

The abyssal dust around him was extremely dense, exceeding his general understanding of the Mist Sea. Although this abyssal dust did not threaten Meng Duanli's body, it did indeed affect the performance of his cultivation realm and strength.

Meng Duanli did not care about this. In his mind, the abyssal dust was fair to both sides, and it was acceptable if both their strengths were suppressed; he was only worried that Yun Che's Great Dao Pagoda Art would cause him great trouble.

Of course, he would not know that Yun Che could be called the King of the Mist Sea; not only did this abyssal dust have no effect on him, but Yun Che was also gathering the abyssal dust from a radius of over a million miles to this location.

Meng Duanli concealed the unease in his heart and laughed wildly: "Ha—ha—"

"Meng Jianyuan, do you really think that changing the location to the Mist Sea can change your destiny?"

At this time, Meng Dayi had also appeared, looking uneasily at the recovered Yun Che and the dense abyssal dust around them, feeling that something was wrong.

Yun Che looked at the two of them and said coldly: "Whether it can change my destiny is not yet known, but your destinies have truly been changed."

Meng Duanli was already furious; he had been completely enraged by this crafty, treacherous, and shameful Meng Jianyuan. He shouted clamorously: "Brat, do not be arrogant; today I will definitely take your life!"

He prepared to make a move, but didn't; instead, he looked at Meng Dayi beside him. He knew well that Meng Jianyuan (Yun Che) had many trump cards and was difficult to deal with, so he could no longer care about morality or reputation and wanted Meng Dayi to attack with him.

Yun Che saw this clearly and could not help but laugh contemptuously: "You two should just attack together!"

After finishing, he spread his hands slightly and waved them gently into the air.

Immediately, the abyssal dust within hundreds of thousands of miles around seemed to be summoned by a mysterious power from ancient times, gathering rapidly at an astonishing speed towards the surroundings of Meng Duanli and Meng Dayi. The abyssal dust, thick as liquid, struck the two of them like a violent storm; the power of corrosion and destruction swept over.

At this moment, the concentration of abyssal dust at this part of the Mist Sea was at least three to five times higher than usual. Even Meng Duanli could not withstand it; the skin on the surface of his body began to wither and deteriorate. Meng Dayi's situation was even worse; the skin on his surface began to fall off like rotten flesh, weathering into dust.

The surprise in their hearts could no longer be described in words. Since the existence of the Abyssal World, they had never heard of anyone who could control abyssal dust. Before today, they would rather believe that someone could leave the Abyssal World without relying on Emperor Yuan than believe that someone could control abyssal dust.

They looked at each other, both knowing clearly that if they didn't join forces, they were likely in grave danger.

Meng Dayi quickly formed a spherical barrier covering a few zhang, barely protecting the two of them, while Meng Duanli suddenly struck with his saber—White Tiger God-Slaying Saber!

"Awoo—" The ancient White Tiger in the sky leaped into the air and roared at the sky! Even as a phantom of the illusion god, it was also affected by the abyssal dust, flickering in and out of existence.

However, Yun Che did not choose to fight them to the bitter end; instead, he stepped out with the Star God Shattering Shadow footwork, his figure drifting unpredictably around the two, like an agile ghost.

With Meng Dayi's help in resisting the abyssal dust, Meng Duanli was actually able to unleash ninety percent of his strength.

He swung his saber several times in succession, the power of each strike being extremely fierce, as if it could split the heavens and earth. The saber energy crisscrossed, stirring the surrounding dozens of miles of heaven and earth into a tempest, with wild winds howling and sand and rocks flying all over the sky.

Yun Che was not panicked; he waved his hand again, and immediately the abyssal dust in the air became even thicker, attacking Meng Duanli and the other man even more crazily.

In less than half an hour, Meng Dayi, the weakest of the three, could no longer hold on; the skin on the surface of his body was gradually being eroded by the abyssal dust, withering and falling away, placing him in a dire situation.

Yun Che saw this and knew the opportunity had appeared; he went all out, driving the jietian demon emperor sword to fly through the air and pierce towards Meng Dayi.

At the same time that Yun Che controlled the sword to pierce towards Meng Dayi, Meng Duanli also desperately swung his long saber, hacking towards Yun Che's back.

However, Yun Che did not dodge and continued to control the precious sword; with a "puchi" sound, it pierced through Meng Dayi's chest.

Black flames escaped from the sword body and entered Meng Dayi's body like a ghost.

At this moment, Meng Duanli's huge golden long saber was almost about to sweep across Yun Che's waist. A miracle appeared again; Yun Che's entire body suddenly deformed, becoming extremely elastic.

His waist stretched and deformed into the distance like a reverse bent bow, and a chasm several feet deep appeared on his back; Meng Duanli's golden long saber passed through it with extreme precision.

But even so, the immense power of the saber edge still caused significant damage; a crack several inches deep appeared on Yun Che's lower back, dripping with blood, and his intestines and internal organs almost fell out.

The black flames burned and spread coldly; Meng Dayi's body was rapidly annihilated and disappeared. He looked at the precious sword in his chest, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness, his face ferocious and twisted; his vitality was rapidly dissipating until it completely vanished.

Having lost Meng Dayi, Meng Duanli had to divert a considerable portion of his strength to deal with the endless flow of abyssal dust around him, and the power of the long saber in his hand also sharply decreased.

Yun Che, while driving his profound energy and controlling the jietian demon emperor sword, unleashed his palms one after another; the Heaven Dragon World-Extinguishing Palm rolled out, quickly gaining the upper hand and forcing Meng Duanli to retreat repeatedly.

While struggling to hold on, he accumulated strength, preparing for a desperate counterattack. For a moment, he suddenly disregarded the corrosion of the abyssal dust, swung his long saber, and unleashed an all-out attack. He actually forced Yun Che back several steps again.

Immediately, he unleashed the Illusion Dream Realm. A large area of hallucinogenic thick smoke engulfed the land, and the entire world changed rapidly.

At this moment, Yun Che was already placed in a mysterious palace without light; in the space around him, countless invisible monsters were eyeing him covetously, ready to tear his soul apart at any time.

Yun Che hurriedly released the Azure Dragon Divine Soul into his soul sea, suppressing those monsters in the darkness.

Suddenly, he discovered with surprise that even within the illusion, he could still perceive the omnipresent abyssal dust of the Mist Sea. He hurriedly controlled and steered the abyssal dust to surround himself.

Although dreams and illusions could affect a person's perception, spiritual sense, and soul, making them sink into them and unable to extricate themselves, they could not block the instinctive reaction of Yun Che's Ancestor Holy Body to the abyssal dust.

In a few breaths, the abyssal dust around him had become as thick as mud.

"Crack—crack—" The sound was constant; the illusion space imposed by Meng Duanli around him began to collapse under the erosion of the abyssal dust, and he returned to the real Mist Sea.

Seeing that the illusion was shattered, Meng Duanli knew that there was no way to save the situation, and a resolute expression appeared on his face. Holding the saber with both hands, he circulated all the profound energy in his body and struck down towards Yun Che without sparing any effort. The Illusion God White Tiger was also like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, stepping through the air and swooping down towards Yun Che.

At this moment, Yun Che had already been locked on by Meng Duanli's spiritual sense; he could not dodge and had to take it head-on. Facing the desperate and defenseless Meng Duanli, Yun Che threw out four or five dead-gray crystals in succession, each weighing dozens of catties.

These crystals looked like abyss crystals, but in reality, they were Abyss Cores taken from the bodies of Abyssal Beasts; their corrosive and destructive power was thousands or even ten thousand times that of abyssal dust. When Yun Che was training in the Mist Sea, he had picked and collected some, and they came in handy at a critical moment!

"Boom—" Meng Duanli's long saber collided with the jietian demon emperor sword; the intense impact force sent the jietian demon emperor sword flying hundreds of zhang away, shaking Yun Che's finger bones until they fractured, his muscles burst open, and blood dripped; his hands were practically ruined.

However, the long saber paused slightly and continued forward!

"Crack—" The Qilin Sacred Temple shattered, turning into a patch of golden fragments, which were swallowed by the surrounding abyssal dust.

The long saber did not stop and hacked towards the top of Yun Che's head...

Yun Che's body began to deform; his head squeezed to the right, and his upper body also shifted strangely to the right.

Finally, under the unavoidable, infinitely powerful, and most forceful blow of Meng Duanli, the long saber sliced off half of Yun Che's ear and hacked off the left half of his body below the waist.

At this moment, Meng Duanli was also feeling extremely uncomfortable, because he had completely abandoned defense; the abyssal dust, like a soulless, lifeless giant beast, was crazily swallowing and corroding his flesh.

What was even more terrifying was that he felt several Abyss Cores crash into his chest, right at the position of his heart. His heart had already shattered, been corroded, and mutated.

He took out a handful of pills to replenish profound energy from his storage ring and swallowed them in one gulp. Then, relying on a little bit of ominous profound energy to support himself, he raised the long saber again, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Yun Che.

A difficult smile appeared on Meng Duanli's face!

After paying an incomparably huge price, he had finally heavily injured Yun Che; the scales of victory began to tilt towards himself, and at the very least, it would be an outcome of mutual destruction.

However, he soon could not laugh anymore!

He seemed to have forgotten one thing!

Yun Che had a purple-gold pagoda floating above his head!

The pagoda rotated slowly; Yun Che was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye; his injured hands became delicate and smooth again, and his lower body that had been hacked open began to heal again...

When Meng Duanli thought that Yun Che had no ability to counterattack and would be at his mercy, Yun Che stood up from the ground easily.

Yun Che joined his hands together and suddenly slapped forward.

Heaven Dragon World-Extinguishing Palm!

Meng Duanli, like an injured crow, was blasted away several miles, and was soon swallowed by the abyssal dust in the surrounding dozens of miles!