Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1452 - 785: Escape Through the Door
Previously on Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension...
Bang!
From the heavens above, a gigantic white silhouette plummeted down, crashing onto a particular Bone Hill and immediately pulverizing half of the Skeleton Mountain.
Hitting the ground on hands and knees, Zhao Sheng let his sturdy arms dangle, lifted his savage countenance, and stared in wonder at the spectacular clash raging hundreds of miles distant, his gaze overflowing with astonishment.
The Nine-headed Skeleton Dragon's frame was utterly gigantic, far too immense!
Even the segment of the skeletal dragon's form protruding from the shadows already dominated the bulk of the Heavenly Vault.
Among all the creatures, the biggest jet-black colossal bear, towering dozens of yards at the shoulder, appeared utterly minuscule next to the Dragon Head, no larger than a mere fly.
Phoenix and White Tiger, together with Lady Zhang and the rest, resembled a buzzing horde of "mosquitoes" swirling near the ghostly Dragon Head, now and then unleashing strikes that flickered like tiny bursts of fireworks, unable to scratch the Dragon Head at all.
Right now, not just Phoenix, White Tiger King, and the other mythical beasts had rushed into the fray, but over a dozen massive, awe-inspiring extraordinary creatures were also hovering around every Dragon Head.
Since the Nine-headed Dragon King had nine heads, the beasts picked one Dragon Head each to assault, keeping things orderly and rarely clashing in one another's fights.
Divine Light gleamed in Zhao Sheng’s eyes as he searched for ages, yet he couldn't spot the Reincarnation Gate anywhere.
Just as the scene grew ever more enigmatic, the earth nearby abruptly caved in, a shadowy gray form darted forth, quietly touching down beside Zhao Sheng, and shifted into a hefty gray-furred rodent.
"Little monkey, the chance to escape is right ahead, why don’t you take action?" The gray mouse’s tiny eyes flicked about slyly, then it abruptly inquired.
"You didn’t take action either." Zhao Sheng kept his eyes lowered, replying: "Besides... there are more of us hiding nearby. They’re not in a rush, and with my lacking strength, naturally I’m in no hurry to act."
"Hehe, the monkey is indeed clever!" The gray mouse chuckled, peered around, and added: "Stay here, I’ll meet some old friends."
No sooner had it finished speaking than the gray-furred mouse morphed into a flash of gray radiance, diving into the soil and disappearing completely.
Zhao Sheng pulled back his stare, turning his attention once more to the far-off battlefield.
Boom, boom!
Torrents of ghostly light streaked across the Void in all directions, and wherever the white beams swept, they actually halted the nearby space-time, their might utterly inconceivable.
Confronting those ceaselessly ferocious white surges, Phoenix, White Tiger King, the two-headed Jiao, and the other beasts all dreaded them like venomous serpents and scorpions, fleeing in wild disarray, just like a flock of terrified "bugs."
In no time at all, Zhao Sheng saw with his own eyes at least three mighty creatures engulfed by the white surge, vanishing entirely without a trace.
Roar, roar, roar...
After a hundred breaths, the Nine-headed Dragon King appeared irritated by the swarm of "bugs," suddenly rearing its nine heads toward the heavens and bellowing in rage.
That thunderous bellow ripped apart the Void, making the Skeleton Land crumble and fracture into innumerable endless Earth Abysses.
It was as if this roar served as a cue; afterward, an infinite flood of blood erupted from the abyss depths, overwhelming the entire Skeleton Land.
Zhao Sheng’s heart jolted, and he abruptly vaulted upward, soaring hundreds of yards into the sky.
The instant he departed the surface, myriad ghostly Bone Spurs exploded from the earth, sprouting thickly without end.
Moments later, the vast carpet of bones across the ground stirred to life, awakening from endless dormancy, writhing as they clambered up, piecing together at will to forge one hideous colossal skeleton beast after another.
Certain colossal skeleton beasts had forms so outlandish, defying all human conception.
Glancing about, across the crimson-stained terrain, colossal skeleton beasts spanning hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, even tens of thousands of feet dotted everywhere, each radiating a terrifying ferocity and an aura of unstoppable might.
Witnessing this horrifying spectacle, Zhao Sheng’s pupils contracted to pinpoints.
With a deafening thud, his enormous form crashed back to earth, accidentally demolishing a massive skeleton monster shaped like a head.
Zhao Sheng shoved hard against the ground, launching skyward once more, bounding swiftly toward the heart of the battlefield.
In a series of bounds, he demolished the lunging skeleton beasts with lethal blows.
Covering hundreds of miles required only a hundred breaths' worth of time.
Thunderous!
As he reached the base of the Nine-headed Skeleton Dragon, a mountain-sized pink rhinoceros tumbled from the Void, slamming heavily into the ground just two hundred yards in front of Zhao Sheng.
The pink rhinoceros, armored in its tough skin, swiftly hauled itself from the crater, stumbling out.
As it emerged, their eyes locked abruptly.
The rhinoceros blinked its "small eyes," a flicker of dread showing through.
Zhao Sheng gave it a slight nod, then pivoted to eye the Dragon Head in the Heavenly Vault before springing powerfully upward.
Observing the giant white ape vanish speedily, the pink rhinoceros exhaled in relief, then wore a look of curiosity.
Zhao Sheng kept vaulting through the Void, ascending tens of thousands of feet in just a few breaths, barely evading a white surge spanning a hundred miles wide, and closing in on the closest Dragon Head.
Up close, the Dragon Head’s staggering scale stood out even more. Like a colossal Star barreling through the Void, a mere collision could readily shred the fabric of reality, whipping up immense tempests of space-time.
Zhao Sheng timed his jump flawlessly onto the Dragon Head; ahead stretched the endless white skeletal form, akin to an entire continent.
With a booming crash, Zhao Sheng unleashed a punch resembling a shooting star, smashing into the surface with force enough to level peaks and flip seas.
Shockingly, the very next instant... an unfathomable counterforce surged back, sending sharp agony through his arms and shoving him several paces away.
Examining the spot, a subtle white glow gradually emerged, unveiling myriad ancient runes, the area unscratched in the least.
"Hiss!" Zhao Sheng inhaled sharply, a strange notion surfacing: "In life, this dragon’s power must have surpassed a True Immortal’s, maybe holding an even loftier rank..."