Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1419: 762: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, While the Cicada Flies and the Egg Breaks

A single devastating punch shattered the dimensional barrier yet again, ripping open a colossal "hole".

As soon as the hole materialized, a flurry of desperate screams echoed out for a fleeting instant before falling silent forever!

The horde of Demon Thought Subbodies that Jiu Luo Demon Elder had meticulously concealed were utterly wiped out in one devastating strike.

Just a handful of those subbodies lingering back at the Demon Clan's base barely dodged this catastrophic fate!!

“Boom boom boom”

A barrage of deep, rumbling explosions thundered forth with ferocious intensity, as fragments of shattered space, tangled in wild streams of chaotic time and space, burst outward in every direction, pounding the ocean until the seafloor lay bare, vaporizing enormous volumes of water, and the entire Demon Rising Island buckled under the crushing dimensional collapse, plunging into the depths with a deafening crash.

High in the sky, a silhouette materialized from nowhere.

Zhao Sheng's complexion looked a touch ashen, gripping a plain yet enormous ancient axe, as he gazed down upon the ravaged and chaotic waters below.

Right now, the ocean's surface crackled with bolts of lightning and peals of thunder, while thick mists surged outward without end, swiftly enveloping the vibrant Light Ball hovering in the air.

The countless expressions etched across the Light Ball's exterior had dwindled by over half, yet they appeared utterly unperturbed.

Witnessing this, a wave of relief washed over Zhao Sheng, and with a flicker of his form, he vanished and reappeared atop the colorful Light Ball.

Next, a streak of piercing light hurtled toward him, unveiling Wu Yue's presence in the span of a heartbeat.

Wu Yue stared at Zhao Sheng nearby, his features brimming with deep reverence, eager to offer a warm greeting, yet his throat felt parched beyond words, prompting him to moisten his lips nervously, unsure of how to break the silence.

“Clouds arise, thunder come!”

In an instant, Zhao Sheng bellowed fiercely, unleashing his majestic will like a torrent bursting its banks, drawing thick storm clouds from every corner of the horizon, which merged the heavens and sea into a seamless shroud, blanketing the world in oppressive gloom as bolts of lightning and crashes of thunder rent the air.

At that very moment, Zhao Sheng stood wreathed in brilliant electric arcs, resembling a blazing golden star, too radiant for any eyes to behold directly.

“Boom boom boom”

Thunder bellowed savagely, unleashing a colossal bolt several meters wide that slammed into the waves below, while innumerable serpentine flashes and roaring thunderbolts plunged from the roiling clouds, evoking the fury of doomsday itself.

Across a vast expanse of sea spanning thousands of miles, trillions of lightning strikes rampaged unchecked, utterly scattering the swirling maelstrom of demonic qi, and every creature in that watery domain fell prey to the onslaught, reduced to heaps of scorched debris.

“This… how is it possible… wait a minute!”

Disbelief twisted Wu Yue's expression, and he hastily unsealed the Corpse Dissection Bag, darting about in a frenzy to recover the formidable corpse monsters he had unleashed earlier.

Noticing this, Zhao Sheng's thoughts shifted subtly, causing the descending bolts from the clouds to spare those mighty corpse monsters, though lesser zombies met their end in puffs of ash under the relentless barrage.

The clash with Jiu Luo Demon Elder had been brief, yet the spectacle it unleashed was staggering, rousing half of Dome Sea Star with the ominous signs in the distant skies, and drawing swarms of self-styled formidable fiends racing toward Fallen Immortal Sea.

Yet, in short order, the bulk of those fiends quailed before the thunderous tempest swallowing Fallen Immortal Sea and fled in terror, too frightened to reveal themselves once more.

Zhao Sheng took in the entirety of this spectacle through his "sight". He paid no heed to the insignificant "insects" that were the foreign demons infesting the nearby waters, instead concentrating his efforts on shielding the perimeter of the colorful Light Ball, biding his time for Xue Susu's return.

Having gathered up his dispersed corpse monsters at last, Wu Yue let out a heavy exhale of relief, dabbing at the chill sweat beading on his brow, and drifted back slowly through the air.

“Senior Zhao, you nearly frightened me to death back there! But with your presence, I know our task this round is as good as done!”

Still, Zhao Sheng lacked Wu Yue's certainty: “No telling when Mr. Xue will complete her breakthrough and step out. Should it drag on too much, we might find ourselves trapped here against our will.”

“Ah, really?” At those words, Wu Yue's pulse raced, and he pressed urgently for details.

With grave intensity, Zhao Sheng replied: “I've just sensed a Cave Void Demon Emperor heading our way. A bit more delay, and that beast will descend upon us, sealing our doom without question!”

“This… this… what now!” Fresh beads of icy sweat erupted across Wu Yue's brow at the news, leaving him on the verge of panic.

It wasn't a matter of his composure faltering; the chasm between Unification Realm and Returning to Void Realm prowess was simply too vast. Even at his present power level, Zhao Sheng wouldn't claim victory over the feeblest Unification Realm expert—holding even ground would be a feat in itself!

After all, Unification Realm masters were awe-inspiring beings who carved out their own Grotto Heavens, their sheer "scale" dwarfing that of Returning to Void Realm foes by tens of thousands of times, a gulf beyond mortal reckoning.

The deeper Wu Yue pondered, the greater his unease grew, his gaze flicking repeatedly to the colorful Light Ball, easing a fraction with each vanishing face, only to tighten with fresh dread moments later.

The span of time equal to a single cup of tea flew by in a flash!

While the endless thunderbolts hammered on, the colorful Light Ball dwindled to a solitary enormous visage at its core, etched with profound sorrow and boundless mercy, its gaze erupting with twin shafts of searing Divine Light that lanced straight into the emptiness.

Right away, an immense, solemn, and otherworldly presence welled up from the Light Ball's depths, followed by the gradual fading of its radiant hues.

In that instant, the sorrowful, merciful countenance sharpened into vivid relief and depth, as though it had awakened to life.

Beholding this, Zhao Sheng's spirit quickened, sensing Xue Susu's imminent return and that this marked the pivotal juncture.

He swept his arm in a swift arc, drawing his Will Field back into himself in a rush, the sky's myriad thunders halting briefly before thinning out dramatically, their strikes growing ever more infrequent.

Joy lit Wu Yue's features, his eyes locking unyieldingly on the Light Ball as Mystic Light flared from his form, pulsing with enigmatic waves of Law Fluctuations.

“Traces of Yunqing Venerable’s remains are truly concealed here; from the looks of things now, Senior Sister Xue has claimed a portion of the Great Venerable’s inheritance and stands a strong chance of making it back to Yunqing Cave Heaven.” Wu Yue's gaze blazed with fervor as he fixed it on the Light Ball, swiftly sending his thoughts to Zhao Sheng in the same breath.