362: A black storm is coming!

"Enough with the nonsense, let's go." Chen Heng grabbed the repairer, which was taller than a person, and walked towards the entrance of the world-suppressing nail.

Seeing this, everyone hurriedly followed, but no matter what, they couldn't keep up with Chen Heng's speed... Before long, Chen Heng arrived at the entrance of the world-suppressing nail, where a faint yin wind still lingered.

Fortunately, this Rank of yin wind had limited lethality to people; they would only feel a slight discomfort.

Even the director of the Imperial Research Institute, that Old Woman, wasn't too affected.

"Mr. Chen, are you ready?" This time, it was Wu Xiong who opened the door again. He was fully armed, completely covered in a protective suit.

"Stop talking nonsense, open your door." Chen Heng stretched his neck, hoisted the repairer onto his shoulder, ready to jump into the world-suppressing nail at any moment.

"Everyone, be on alert! Opening the door!" Wu Xiong shouted, and everyone around him took several steps back.

Creak! Creak! Creak! Creak!

An incredibly grating metallic friction sound rang out, and sparks even flickered around the door.

Just as Chen Heng was about to jump in, Wu Man burst out with an angry roar.

"No! The black storm is right behind it, I can sense it!"

Unfortunately, Wu Man's warning came too late; the door was already fully open.

In the blink of an eye, almost frantic black qi erupted from the door.

Wu Xiong's protective suit immediately became riddled with holes, and the people around frantically retreated.

"Quick! Close the door!" The Grand Elder's eyes were bloodshot. If this Yin Qi leaked to the outside, the entire capital would turn into a death zone!

"No, Mr. Chen is still in the yin wind!" The few people present who cared about Chen Heng were Wu Xiong, the Old Woman, and Wu Man.

Wu Man gritted his teeth, the pattern behind him rapidly turned red, and he roared, about to rush into the yin wind to save Chen Heng.

"Stand still!" Chen Heng's voice came from the raging black yin wind, but how did it sound a bit airy?

"Just leave it to me..."

To everyone's astonishment, the originally violent black qi actually stopped its encroachment on the surroundings and even surged towards the door.

Within the black storm, Chen Heng's eyes were bloodshot, and the second mouth granted to him by the Taotie Bloodline opened wide, continuously devouring the terrifying black storm.

But the black storm was no pushover; even as it was devoured, it corroded Chen Heng's entire face clean.

An incredibly terrifying scene unfolded: Chen Heng's face had no good flesh left, and two blood-red eyes were embedded in his pale white skull.

Below that white bone skull, a large mouth that appeared out of thin air continuously devoured everything around it.

"This... what kind of Divine Ability is this?" Everyone, including Wu Man, looked at Chen Heng with eyes as if they were looking at a monster.

They couldn't imagine that the black storm, countless times more terrifying than the yin wind, was just swallowed whole.

And this was after his entire face had been completely corroded.

Doesn't he feel pain?

To be honest, Chen Heng was in great pain right now.

His entire body, his internal organs, everything hurt.

But a new item that appeared in the System panel made him forget the pain, frantically devouring the black storm.

However, as time passed, even Chen Heng's body couldn't withstand this level of corrosion; his flesh gradually separated from his bones, and his internal organs began to melt.

Chen Heng still showed no sign of stopping; instead, he silently activated the Heavenly Manifestation of Blood Prison Asura and Self-Transformation Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Body.

"Those who don't want to die, retreat, the farther the better!"

The Blood Prison began to spread outwards from under Chen Heng's feet, and the unique terrifying high temperature of the Heavenly Manifestation also swept through the surroundings.

The Old Woman and Wu Man were closest to Chen Heng, and in an instant, their hair was singed by the high temperature emanating from Chen Heng's body.

"What kind of existence are you, really..." The Grand Elder stared dumbfounded at the six-armed figure in the black storm, muttering.

"Could it be, truly a Heavenly God descended?"

Everyone didn't retreat too far, staying at a distance where the temperature wasn't too high and was still bearable.

They didn't want to miss it, didn't want to miss this unforgettable scene.

As time slowly passed, all of Chen Heng's flesh and internal organs were corroded away, leaving only a white skeleton with six arms emitting high heat.

But similarly, that terrifying black storm also disappeared, and even the yin wind within the world-suppressing nail had significantly weakened.

"Chen Heng, Chen Heng, are you alright?" The first to recover was Wu Man; he tentatively walked towards Chen Heng.

Chen Heng's current appearance was truly too tragic, completely a motionless white skeleton.

"Don't go over there!" The Old Woman, who had not a single hair left on her head, stopped Wu Man. She narrowed her eyes, observing Chen Heng.

"He's not dead..."

Indeed, Chen Heng was not dead, and he hadn't even triggered the Blood Prison Asura's revival.

Crack... The white bones moved slightly, the temperature rapidly dropped, and the four extra arms turned into powder and scattered into the air.

On the white bones, a layer of black blood vessels grew first, followed by connective tissue, muscle, and the dermis.

Everything on Chen Heng's body that could be called flesh was replaced by a kind of black fiber, and his entire being exuded an ominous aura.

"Hoo..." Chen Heng let out a long breath, but the breath he exhaled was black yin wind.

"Is this the power that you, Wu Man, possess?"

Chen Heng looked at his brand new body and touched his back.

"That's... a blessing?" Wu Man looked at Chen Heng's back with some confusion; an incredibly strange yet rhythmic pattern appeared behind Chen Heng.

"I've never seen this kind of blessing; it doesn't seem to be the blessing of the Great Wu God?"

The pattern behind Chen Heng was incredibly strange; Wu Man had never seen it in their tribe or any other tribe.

Chen Heng's appearance didn't last long; after a few minutes, he returned to his normal state.

"Close the door quickly!" The Grand Elder, seeing everyone in a daze, immediately called for Wu Xiong to close the door.

Wu Xiong didn't hesitate and immediately rushed over to close the world-suppressing nail's door.

"Mr. Chen, are you alright?" Wu Xiong looked at Chen Heng, who seemed to be in a daze standing beside him, and asked cautiously.

"I'm fine." Chen Heng smiled slightly and patted Wu Xiong's shoulder.

"I should say I've never been better."

"But I'm sorry, your repairer seems to have developed some problems from the black storm's corrosion; it probably can't be used anymore."

Chen Heng didn't care about the reactions of others; instead, he looked at the tattered repairer in his hand.

"It's alright, Mr. Chen. The repairer being corroded to this state only means its strength wasn't enough. We're even grateful to you for helping us discover this problem."

The Old Woman, now bald, smiled at Chen Heng, without a hint of complaint.

"Then I'll trouble you to make a new one with higher strength."

Throwing the repairer on the ground, Chen Heng turned and left the world-suppressing nail with Wu Man.