232: eerie creatures

An indescribably massive, pitch-black hand stretched across the sky above the magnificent Celestial Palace, slowly pressing down.

The palm covered the firmament, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars.

The lines on the palm were like dried-up star rivers, flowing with a heart-palpitating aura of annihilation.

The moment it appeared, the dreamlike Celestial Palace below twisted violently and began to crumble inch by inch. Above the main hall, the towering figure shrouded in immortal light and Dao charm raised his head the instant the giant hand appeared.

Facing this world-ending might, He simply raised an arm calmly and made a phantom stroke toward the sky.

“Rumble!”

A stream of light that seemed capable of slicing through time erupted from his fingertip, instantly transforming into a massive flying daggers that spanned heaven and earth, slashing toward the descending pitch-black palm.

Wherever the flying dagger passed, the remaining scenes of the Celestial Palace were reflected in a deathly white, and time seemed to freeze under this strike.

“Rumble.”

But that blazing white flying dagger, containing supreme Dao charm, annihilated into a sky full of light specks the moment it touched the center of the pitch-black palm.

The pitch-black giant palm did not pause for a second, continuing to press down slowly with an absolute power that disregarded the ages.

“Boom!”

With a thunderous roar, all things returned to nothingness.

As the palm fell, everything vanished.

Qin Wushang's gaze was fixed on the moment the flying dagger shattered, locking onto the patterns of that giant hand and constantly deducing the supreme runes surging within them.

The scene of the giant hand falling played out in his mind over and over again.

“Hiss!”

Qin Wushang took a sharp breath, waking up from his shock.

Too strong!

With just one strike, the vast Celestial Palace and the existence he considered immensely powerful had actually all died.

Nothing remained—the fairies, the past, the Celestial Palace... everything returned to its original state, becoming desolate and ruined.

“A demon?”

Qin Wushang whispered, looking up at the dim yellow sky.

There was nothing there, but he felt as though, in the dark, a pitch-black hand still hovered above the myriad realms, suppressing everything.

Just then... “Little brother~ you’re so handsome~”

A woman's voice, soft and seductive to the bone, suddenly sounded right against his ear.

The voice was sweet and cloying, enough to make one's heart race.

But the hair on Qin Wushang's body stood on end. Without a second thought, the vast blood Qi within his body erupted with a boom.

“Rumble!”

“Mm-hm~”

The woman let out a muffled groan, but ignoring the terrifying blood Qi, she continued to hold onto Qin Wushang.

“Who are you?”

Qin Wushang barked coldly, extremely alert.

The soft body pressed against him clung even tighter, like a leech.

A pair of smooth, jade-like arms wrapped around his neck from behind like spirit snakes. One hand, filled with a teasing intent, lightly caressed his cheek, her fingertips sliding slowly along his jawline.

“Little brother~ you’re so big~”

That charming voice sounded again, her breath puffing behind his ear with a hint of lust.

“I... want you~”

Qin Wushang's expression changed abruptly.

To be able to appear silently and even hug him directly—this was all far too bizarre.

“Just who are you?”

He barked again, while his left hand moved like lightning, reaching back to accurately grab the jade hand that was causing trouble on his face.

The touch was smooth and icy, unlike the skin of a living person.

Only then did he realize that, at some point, he was no longer within the range of the Immortal Pool, but was standing on a patch of ruins.

In the distance!

Some prodigies who were observing Mu Bingyun Undergoing Tribulation were also attracted by the commotion here, casting surprised glances over.

“Qin Wushang? When did he come out?”

“Hiss... another stunning beauty! This appearance... is actually not inferior to the Ice Fairy Undergoing Tribulation!”

“This luck with women... it's unreasonable! For such a Fairy to actually throw herself into his arms?”

“A role model for our generation!”

“Damn it! With that figure and that face, such luck... why don't I ever encounter it!”

Some prodigies were incredibly envious and jealous.

The woman clinging to Qin Wushang had a graceful figure, clad only in light gauze. Her face was beautiful with an eerie, seductive charm; few hot-blooded young men could resist her temptation.

But Qin Wushang didn't have the slightest romantic thought at this moment.

His gaze was deathly locked onto the side of the woman's face in his arms, his expression incredibly cold!

He recognized this face!

It was the Third Sister who was being teased by the other women in the time-reflection of the Immortal Pool!

“Fake!”

Qin Wushang shouted. His left hand, which was gripping her wrist, suddenly exerted force. He dropped his waist and performed a clean, decisive shoulder throw!

“Bang!”

The beautiful woman was slammed heavily onto the hard ground by him. Dust rose everywhere, and a crater was smashed into the ground.

“Hiss!”

An eerie sound came from within the dust.

“Don't refuse a kindness!”

“Obediently letting me eat you is your honor!”

Before the words finished, a pitch-black mist that seemed capable of swallowing light suddenly expanded from the center of the dust!

Wherever the mist passed, the gravel on the ground made strange noises and was slowly corroded.

“That power... it's that!”

Qin Wushang was greatly shocked.

This aura was exactly the same as the one emitted by that pitch-black giant hand; it was incredibly eerie.

The prodigies watching from afar changed their expressions and retreated one after another, their eyes filled with uncertainty.

The black mist surged, and the woman's figure reappeared. But now, her appearance had undergone a terrifying transformation.

Her originally beautiful face twisted like melting wax, revealing pitch-black skin covered in eerie patterns.

Her graceful body swelled and mutated continuously; her limbs elongated, and her joints reversed, making her look like a reptile.

She opened her mouth, revealing a long, forked, crimson tongue, and stared intently at Qin Wushang with a pair of blood-red vertical pupils.

“What... what kind of ghostly thing is this?”

Qin Wushang's pupils constricted slightly as he retreated rapidly.

Having lived two lives, he had never seen such a bizarre and nauseating thing.

“Hey buddy, this luck with women... are you still envious?”

In the distance, a Prodigy's face turned pale, and he nudged the companion beside him who had been envious just moments ago.

That companion was also dumbfounded now. He swallowed hard and said in a dry voice, “Bro... brother, don't you think... that long tongue has a certain... uh, thrill to it?”

“That feeling of being wrapped up must be very comfortable!”

“Delicious flesh... here I come!”

The woman-turned-monster got on all fours and lunged forward!

“Rumble!”

The ground exploded as she turned into a black shadow and pounced straight at Qin Wushang like a vicious dog going for food.

Her sharp claws aimed straight for Qin Wushang's throat, and her long tongue thrust out like a spear, licking through the void.

Qin Wushang's gaze turned cold. His Supreme Double Pupils instantly locked onto its attack trajectory, and his figure flashed, dodging the pounce.

At the same time, he appeared above, raised his right foot, and stomped down violently toward the monster's spine!

“Qilin Stomp!”

“Rumble!”

A majestic and sacred phantom of a Qilin emerged, roaring at the sky. Carrying the supreme power to suppress mountains and rivers, it stomped down fiercely!

“Bang!”

It landed solidly on the monster's back!

“Rumble!”

The monster's body exploded, and pitch-black blood splattered, instantly staining the Void Realm black.

But that eerie aura did not dissipate!

Qin Wushang stared as his pupils saw that the black blood was actually reconverging.