953: Lord of Chaos, die!

In that deep and mysterious Void Realm, darkness was like a giant, invisible curtain, enveloping everything within it.

Li Wuji's upright figure appeared exceptionally small in this endless Void Realm; however, at this moment, the pressure he endured was like an invisible mountain, increasing at an unimaginable rate day by day.

Every inch of the Void Realm seemed to be squeezing him, making his every breath heavy and difficult.

The Lord of Chaos—at this time, his sanity was like a candle flame flickering in a gale, extinguishing bit by bit.

Yet, his power had reached a state of near-boundless surging due to the frenzied sacrifice.

His attacks became increasingly frantic and completely reckless, like an infuriated beast that had lost all reason and restraint.

That massive body, like a giant mountain, was not just a mobile fortress but an indestructible weapon.

Whenever Li Wuji's attacks landed on him, the damage caused was often quickly submerged and covered by the surging tide of chaotic energy, like a small pebble thrown into a raging sea, vanishing instantly.

On Li Wuji's side, however, his exhaustion was very real.

His powerful Physical Body gradually showed signs of fatigue in this intense battle.

The various energies within him circulated frequently, like rushing rivers crashing through his Meridians.

This high-intensity energy circulation was no small burden for him; like an overloaded machine, it could break down at any moment.

Whether it was his incredibly tough Physical Body or his powerful Divine Soul, both were being continuously depleted in this fight.

Even worse was the erosion from the ever-present chaotic energy; these injuries and erosions were like tiny nails, constantly accumulating and waiting for the moment to erupt.

In a moment when he failed to dodge in time, a twisted ray like a demon's whip grazed his shoulder.

The terrifying power contained in that ray instantly corroded his protective energy to nothing, like a thin layer of paper being easily torn apart.

His shoulder was immediately mangled, and his crystalline bones were clearly visible.

At the wound, chaotic energy acted like wriggling black insects, constantly preventing the injury from healing as if trying to devour his life bit by bit.

Immediately after, a viscous tentacle hidden within the attacks lunged like a venomous snake and coiled around his left leg.

The terrifying suction and corruptive force coming from the tentacle instantly sent a chill from the soles of his feet straight to the crown of his head.

His left leg felt as if it were pinned down by an invisible mountain, unable to move.

“Got you!”

A bloodthirsty light flashed in the Lord of Chaos's billions of compound eyes, like a beast spotting its prey.

Li Wuji's eyes instantly turned cold; without the slightest hesitation, he swung his Ice Ember Longsword down.

With a “shink” sound, his left leg was severed at the knee.

With the resolve of a hero cutting off his own wrist, he broke free from that terrifying restraint, his figure retreating violently like a startled bird.

Golden blood sprayed into the Void Realm like a fountain, each drop containing majestic energy.

When this blood struck the ground, it immediately formed a massive crater, as if the earth itself were bearing his pain.

At the stump of his leg, granulation tissue wriggled like bamboo shoots after rain, and a new limb was rapidly growing.

However, his aura inevitably dropped another notch.

The Lord of Chaos opened his abyss-like mouth, swallowed the severed leg, and began to chew, making a tooth-grinding sound.

His aura seemed to grow a bit stronger again, like a greedy Taotie, constantly devouring everything that could empower him.

“It's useless! Struggling is futile! Become a part of me once again!”

The Lord of Chaos roared, his voice echoing in the Void Realm like rolling thunder.

He launched even more frenzied attacks, which swept toward Li Wuji like a surging tide, blotting out the sky.

Li Wuji's eyes gradually became calm, like a deep pool of lake water without a single ripple.

Yet, deep within this calm, an extreme danger was brewing, like a volcano hidden beneath a tranquil lake surface, ready to erupt at any moment.

He slowly closed his eyes, as if giving up resistance.

However, the aura around him did not weaken; instead, it began to withdraw and settle in a strange manner.

All the outward-projected God-Demon Flame, with its fires like angry Dragons, roared in the Void Realm.

The power of wind and thunder sounded like rolling spring thunder, shaking the soul.

Even the cold glint of the Ice Ember Longsword, like biting winter frost, swept back like a whale swallowing water and merged into his body.

The black lines on the surface of his body suddenly lit up; no longer signs of erosion, they seemed to have transformed into some kind of mysterious Dao Patterns.

These Dao Patterns shimmered with a strange light, looking like ancient mystic symbols containing endless mysteries.

The humming sound of his body operating under overload even emanated from him, becoming clearly audible.

That sound was like the sharp noise emitted by a high-speed machine, making it hard for one's ears to bear.

He was compressing!

He was condensing!

He was forcibly compressing and integrating all his power, all his insights from this battle, all the damage and erosion, and even the Chaos Origin he had previously absorbed.

He was like a mad alchemist, throwing all the Materials into a giant furnace to undergo an unprecedented tempering.

A silence that made even the Lord of Chaos feel a hint of unease suddenly descended.

That silence was like an invisible net, enveloping the entire Void Realm and causing a sense of oppression and fear.

The next second, Li Wuji snapped his eyes open!

His left eye turned into a patch of pure, all-devouring Chaos dark gold.

That dark gold light was like the deep Universe, seemingly able to swallow all matter and energy.

His right eye turned into a patch of deathly, all-ending eternal darkness.

That darkness was like a bottomless abyss, making one feel an endless despair and fear.

“Lord of Chaos, die!”

Li Wuji's voice was like a world-shaking roar, echoing through the Void Realm.

Li Wuji's thunderous shout was like a final judgment, announcing the arrival of the final confrontation.

The power around him, which had been retracted to the extreme, was no longer suppressed and erupted violently!

But this time, it did not spread outward; instead, it formed a rapidly spinning Chaos Singularity with him at the core!