446: As if it never existed

Where the light halo swept, a massive body developed an incredibly smooth, enormous cavity that practically took up its entire front half!

There was no bleeding, no howling.

The crystals that came into contact with the halo didn't even make a final cry, as if they had never existed!

Only the exposed cross-section of the remaining half of the massive crystal wreckage, constantly pulsating and releasing foul energy like a sieve, showed the terror of what had just happened.

The remaining wreckage stood frozen in place, then belatedly began to tremble violently, before completely losing its support in the next instant, collapsing with a crash into the solidified black tide on the ground, like a crumbling mountain!

The third crystal skeleton general, which had been lurking in the distance like a ghostly phantom, moved with extreme speed.

The moment the halo swept over, its shifting, ethereal body suddenly burst into a dense, foul dark mist that writhed like a living creature, seemingly employing some kind of spatial phase shift, attempting to vanish into the Void Realm!

The golden halo, carrying an absolute will of destruction, swept through the area of the bursting foul dark mist without any delay!

That writhing dark mist was like snow melting in boiling water!

It instantly vanished!

Deep within the dark mist, a faint, pale light belonging to the general's core flickered rapidly twice, like a dying firefly.

As the halo passed, that light was directly annihilated, leaving not even a ripple.

Only a Void Realm depression, forcibly eroded by energy, remained in its place, which was then sealed by chaotic Law, as if it had never existed.

And the first general, who was already at the end of its rope, its core pierced by Su Han's fist-sword, met the most complete end!

The wound in its pierced chest violently collapsed inward the moment the golden-blood-colored halo swept over it!

It was as if all the foul energy within its body was ignited by that halo as fuel!

Immediately, the entire massive crystal remnant body was as if pierced from within by billions of invisible, burning blades of light! Countless golden-red rays of light permeated from every crystal fissure in its body!

There was no process!

No explosion!

Only an instant transformation into billions of tiny golden-red light points, like a sand sculpture blown away!

Those countless light points shimmered in mid-air for an extremely brief moment before completely disintegrating into the most basic energy particles, dissipating into the chaotic energy flow of the spatially disordered Chaos.

The foul black tide was purified, evaporated, driven away!

Centered around Su Han, within a radius of several hundred meters, all surging foul energy was completely cleared away, leaving only charred, crystalline dry marks on the ground.

Strong winds picked up charred debris, swirling and rolling over a piece of massive crystal wreckage, making a rustling sound like dry leaves rubbing together.

This was the only sound on the battlefield at this moment. Two of the three foul, twisted existences had vanished; the remaining giant armored general had a portion of its body cleanly sliced off as if by a divine blade, and was now obliquely embedded in the solidified black tide mud, the crystals at the severed edge dull and lifeless, with only viscous energy residue, like dying venom, slowly dripping in the heavy air.

Absolute silence spread, bringing with it a false peace, like that after a great calamity.

Su Han stood in place. The light golden crystal armor plates covering half his body were already covered with dense, hair-thin blood patterns; during the violent internal explosion just now, several cracks on his chest and lower abdomen had even burst open into terrifying wounds—

Beneath the cracks were deeper, shattered flesh and blood, flowing with golden blood, exposed to the polluted air.

However, after a brief moment of rigidity, an irresistible weakness suddenly gripped him.

His body swayed violently, staggering a few steps forward, then his single knee slammed heavily onto the cracked, charred ground.

His knee hit with a dull thud, kicking up a small puff of ash.

In his chest, the pulsating core that had ignited everything was now like a lamp that had run out of its last oil.

The flame had disappeared, leaving only a hollow, cold residual warmth spreading deep within his chest.

It was as if an bottomless vortex was forming there. It wasn't sharp pain, but rather… a heavy sense of suffocation, as if being tightly gripped by something.

He subconsciously lowered his gaze, looking at his arm.

The light golden crystals covering it were silently fading. It wasn't shattering, nor was it dissipating; it was more like some essential power supporting its existence had been instantly drained.

The dazzling sharpness quickly diminished, revealing the gray, severely wounded flesh beneath, the edges of these wounds also showing an ominous dark color, as if stained by invisible ink.

But even more bizarre was the skin on the inside of his arm.

Several extremely tiny, yet exceptionally distinct dark red lines, like the most precise blood vessels, were wriggling beneath the skin, their color extremely similar to the foul energy previously emitted by the foul crystal skeleton!

Buzz…

A subtle vibration, which only Su Han himself could clearly perceive, came from inside out. It wasn't a recovery of strength, but rather… a complete withdrawal.

The strange pull deep within his heart suddenly intensified!

It was no longer simple weakness, but a cold, viscous sensation, greedily drilling deep into his body through every torn wound and every tiny passage that had been opened when his essence blood burned!

The core in his chest that had once released destructive power had now become the source of the suction!

“Cough… cough…”

His throat spasmed uncontrollably, and Su Han coughed violently, each cough tugging at all his wounds.

He trembled as he raised the only arm he could still use, wiping his mouth.

On his fingertips, the viscous, warm liquid was rapidly losing its last bloody warmth, quickly cooling and solidifying…

It presented a chilling, unsettling… dark gold color, like withered metal powder.

A bone-chilling itch rose from where those tiny dark red lines had penetrated, slowly but persistently seeping deeper and deeper into his body, into his core, along his blood vessels and nerves.

(End of this chapter)