450: Another filthy monster

Initially, the ripple was extremely faint, as if it were merely an accidental tremor in space.

But in the next second, deep within the cracks of the charred depression, the dark-purple light suddenly intensified.

It was no longer the almost imperceptible faintness from before, but spread rapidly through the cracks like spilled ink.

“Hiss, hiss—”

A strange sound accompanied the diffusion of the dark-purple light; it was the sound of some substance being corroded.

The charred ground, which had been purified to an immaculate state, began to twist and decay at a visible rate the moment it came into contact with the dark-purple light.

Immediately after, a sharp claw covered in dark-purple patterns suddenly emerged from the deepest crack. The edges of the claw shimmered with a cold, eerie glow, as if it could easily tear through space.

With a push of its claw, a massive figure slowly rose from the crack.

This figure was even taller than the previous Giant Rock Filth Warlord, covered entirely in dark-purple scales. A viscous, lava-like liquid flowed over its scales, emitting a more terrifying Filth aura than the Black Abyss Fist.

Its head had no discernible facial features, only a swirling mass of dark-purple mist. Two crimson glows occasionally flickered within the mist; those were its eyes.

“Another Filth monster?”

In the Void Realm, a faint ripple of consciousness emanated; it was Su Han’s will.

Although his body had dissipated, his consciousness had temporarily survived in the afterglow of the Netherworld Fire Domain.

This newly appeared dark-purple monster seemed to sense Su Han’s consciousness. The dark-purple mist on its head violently churned for a moment, then it let out a muffled roar.

The roar was not transmitted through the air but directly impacted the Soul level, causing Su Han’s consciousness to fluctuate violently, as if it were about to be shattered.

The dark-purple monster raised its scaly giant arm and swung it towards the slowly dissipating embers of the Netherworld Fire Domain in the air.

A dark-purple energy streak, like a whip, lashed towards the Netherworld Fire Domain. Wherever it passed, space itself was stained with a layer of dark-purple Filth.

“Sizzle—”

The energy streak collided with the embers of the Netherworld Fire Domain, emitting a piercing sound.

Although the embers of the Netherworld Fire Domain were faint, they still emitted purifying power, mutually corroding with the dark-purple energy streak.

However, the power of the dark-purple energy streak far exceeded imagination; the embers of the Netherworld Fire Domain were consumed at a visible rate.

“I cannot let it completely dispel the embers of the Netherworld Fire Domain!”

Such a thought flashed through Su Han’s consciousness.

He knew that once the embers of the Netherworld Fire Domain disappeared, this space would be completely overrun by Filth energy, with unimaginable consequences.

Despite his body having dissipated, Su Han’s will still struggled.

He mobilized the last trace of power remaining from the Netherworld Fire Domain, condensing it into a tiny, platinum-gold flame, which he shot towards the dark-purple monster.

The platinum-gold flame was incredibly fast, instantly arriving before the dark-purple monster.

The monster seemed to pay no mind to this faint flame, merely waving its giant arm casually.

However, the moment the giant arm touched the platinum-gold flame, the dark-purple mist on the monster’s head suddenly solidified.

Although the platinum-gold flame was faint, its purifying power was still strong, actually burning a small hole in the monster’s scales.

“Roar!”

The dark-purple monster let out an enraged roar, clearly not expecting this faint flame to be able to injure it.

It no longer underestimated it. The dark-purple energy around its body surged madly, gathering into a huge energy sphere, which it fiercely smashed towards the platinum-gold flame.

The moment the energy sphere collided with the platinum-gold flame, an energy fluctuation even more terrifying than the previous collision between the Black Abyss Fist and the Netherworld Fire Domain erupted.

The entire charred depression trembled violently, and the cracks continuously expanded, as if they were about to tear this space apart completely.

Su Han’s consciousness swayed precariously within this energy fluctuation, but he still stared fixedly at the battlefield.

He saw the platinum-gold flame continuously shrinking under the impact of the dark-purple energy sphere, on the verge of being completely swallowed. (End of Chapter)