pjbooks Chapter 407 All Three Wells Fell Simultaneously! The Holy Lord Gave Him a Huge Blow This Time.
Chapter 407 All Three Wells Fell Simultaneously! The Holy Lord Gave Him a Huge Blow This Time.
The shadows of three wells loomed over the edge of the desert.
The crimson one was the first to land.
There is no water at the wellhead.
Only swathes of blood rained down.
Raindrops pounded on the sand, but instead of scattering, the sand seemed to whisper softly.
The second one is covered with broken chains.
A platinum-gold skeleton emerged from the well wall, with lightning crackling between its joints.
Each time the sound rang out, the seal mark on Chen Yifan's chest vibrated.
The third one is the strangest.
No sound.
After it appeared, the sounds of wind, sand, and communication noise from the other side of the desert were all cut off.
Bai Zhi's voice was interrupted twice before it came back.
"Chen Yifan, these three wells are not from the normal world!"
"Their powers are clashing, and the pressure on the Eight Wells Bone Seals within your body is escalating!"
Shenhou was smashing things on the outside while yelling and cursing.
"Headless dog, are you a sore loser?"
"If you can't beat them, just open a triple experience instance?"
The voice of the Holy Lord echoed across the battlefield.
"The twelve wells check and balance each other."
"Chen Yifan, the more you take, the faster you'll die."
Chen Yifan stood in the sand, his chest repeatedly pinned down by eight heavy pressure points.
The eighth core has just returned to its original position.
The seal impression of the well was only half formed.
Now, Mitsui is falling simultaneously, and the eight gray-white streaks are being forcibly pulled in three different directions.
Bai Zhi spoke urgently.
"Don't move!"
"The suppressive intent of the Blood Rain Well, Thunder Bone Well, and Silent Well interferes with each other."
"If you hit the wrong one first, the other two will come back to haunt you!"
Shenhou became even more anxious upon hearing this.
"What should we do then?"
"Rock-paper-scissors? Drawing lots? Or letting the headless dog choose its way of dying first?"
Chen Yifan raised his hand and pressed it against his sternum.
Eight cores bounced within the ring space.
The first seven stones sank, pressing down on the door one after another.
The eighth one, carrying that divine ember, jumped very strangely.
Each jump scrapes a trace of dark green residue from the outer layer of the three well shadows.
Chen Yifan looked up at Mitsui.
"Bai Zhi, don't look at the well body."
The keyboard sounds stopped briefly on Bai Zhi's end.
"What are you looking at?"
"Look at their tethering lines."
Two breaths later, Bai Zhi's voice changed.
"wired!"
"All three wells are being controlled by the remnant soul of the Holy Lord, and its rhythm has been altered!"
The monkey immediately perked up.
"Does this mean the three wells weren't originally fighting, but that the headless dog (a derogatory term for a dog) was taking sides?"
The sound of the rat came in from beside the base of the array.
"It wants Chen Yifan to misjudge the order."
Wang Qingyun coughed.
"Don't follow the order of things in this world."
Chen Yifan has already made a move.
He did not rush towards the nearest Silent Well, nor did he touch the Thunderbone Well.
He stepped onto the sand and headed straight for the Blood Rain Well.
The Holy Lord's laughter followed.
"The Blood Rain Well harbors the deepest resentment."
"Do you dare go in there first?"
Chen Yifan raised his hand, and the ring lit up.
"You most want me to avoid it."
"Then I'll take it apart first."
The Blood Rain Well suddenly rose higher.
Blood rained down from the well and landed on Chen Yifan's shoulder.
laugh.
A thin crack appeared in the skin.
The rain carried the last resentment of the fallen.
One drop is one cut.
The second drop fell, and Chen Yifan's hand cracked.
The third drop fell, leaving a bloody line on the side of my neck.
Bai Zhi shouted urgently.
"Activate defense!"
"Your physical body is currently at too high a risk of injury!"
Chen Yifan did not activate his spiritual energy, nor did he release his external Dao Heart Palace.
The Blood Rain Well feeds on the dying thoughts of the well's guardian.
The moment psychic energy flares up, it will be judged by the Holy Lord as foreign contamination.
He stepped into the outer circle of the Blood Rain Well.
The rain intensified.
The dead whispered into my ears.
"The Divine Court..."
"Harvest..."
"We can't hold out any longer..."
"Why is the door still open...?"
Shenhou felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to the news on the channel.
"Is this well full of the thoughts of the dead?"
Bai Zhi responded immediately.
"The lingering regret of the well keeper from the previous era before his death."
Chen Yifan raised his hand to wipe the blood from the side of his face, not letting the Purple Gold Pagoda intervene.
He drew out the divine embers from the edge of the sealed bone seal in the eighth well.
As soon as the gray-gold embers rose to the surface, the dark green traces hidden in the blood rain immediately became visible.
They transformed into fine needles, piercing every trace of resentment.
These resentments should have been suppressed in the well.
The Holy Lord transformed them into biting knives.
Chen Yifan clasped his hands together.
The theft of all things is activated.
The goal is to return the resentment from the Blood Rain Well to the sovereign.
The Holy Lord's voice suddenly deepened.
"You're asking for it!"
Blood rained and the wellhead exploded.
More blood rained down on them.
Chen Yifan instantly sustained dozens of wounds, with blood mingling with the rain as it flowed down his body.
He did not back down.
The ring burned my right hand, making it tremble.
"You're going to steal from the dead?"
"You're really shameless."
Shenhou immediately followed.
"You headless dog, you even prey on the resentment of the dead, what kind of creature are you?"
The Holy Lord did not retaliate with insults.
It's robbing.
Every trace of resentment within the Blood Rain Well was being pulled apart by two forces.
Chen Yifan didn't steal the resentment itself, but only the sense of belonging that had been forcibly altered.
One.
Ten.
One hundred roots.
The blood rain suddenly stopped for a moment.
Deep inside the well, a grayish-white core emerged.
The outer layer is covered with blood-red patterns, and the inside is filled with dark green needles.
Bai Zhi immediately provided the location.
"The core has appeared!"
"Don't touch the bloodstains; they're the well-guardian's resentment!"
"Steal the Dark Green Needle!"
Chen Yifan grabbed the manhole and pulled him in.
Bloodstains cut open his palm.
He pressed down on his wrist, his five fingers pressing against the outer layer of his heart.
"come out."
The ring flashed.
The dark green needles were pulled out in their entirety.
Outside the crack in the sky, the remnant soul of the Holy Lord suddenly shrank, and black mist emerged from his severed neck.
Shenhou laughed hysterically.
"The ninth one!"
"Headless Dog, Blood Rain Well has been renamed. From now on, we'll call you Needle Pulling Well!"
Chen Yifan stored the Ninth Core into the Ring Space.
All nine cores beat in unison.
The Blood Rain Well did not collapse; instead, gray-white old patterns appeared on the well wall.
A line of fragmented characters floated up from the wellhead.
Blood does not return to the spirit.
Bai Zhi's voice was a little lower.
"Blood Rain Wells have stopped supplying water."
[Power supply interrupted for frame-09.]
Nine of the twelve wells have been recovered.
The main energy supply efficiency has dropped to 21%.
Before everyone could recover, Lei Gujing went berserk.
The chain broke simultaneously.
Skeletons crawled out of the well.
It has hands, a severed arm, and half a sternum.
Lightning bolts strung together the broken bones, forming a military formation that blocked Chen Yifan's path.
They have no face.
But every skeleton raised a weapon.
Bai Zhi exclaimed urgently, "It's a misjudgment!"
"The remnant intent of Lei Gu sees you as the inheritor of the remnant body of the Divine Court!"
Shenhou cursed.
"Damn, we just finished fighting the Divine Remains and we're already being labeled?"
The Thunder Bone Army marched forward in unison.
Thunder roared.
Chen Yifan's chest, where the bone imprint of the well was sealed, was shattered and ached from the shock.
The first skeleton rushed forward and punched him in the chest.
Chen Yifan raised his arm and caught it.
The lightning on the bone fist drilled into the flesh, and half of the arm went numb instantly.
The second skeleton was struck from the side.
Chen Yifan dodged to the side, then crushed its wrist bone with his knee.
The shattered bones did not scatter after hitting the ground; they returned to their original positions.
Bai Zhi quickly reminded me.
"Don't break it!"
"They're reorganizing using the Thunder Bone Array; the more you fight, the more exhausted you become!"
Shenhou was panting heavily.
"Then let's reason with each other!"
"Can you reason with a bone?"
Chen Yifan did not answer.
He took out the newly acquired Ninth Core and held it in his palm.
The gray-white old patterns on the Blood Rain Well lit up.
The blood-red pattern didn't attack him; instead, it spread along the sealed well bone mark to his chest.
The Thunder Bone Army's movements paused for a moment.
Chen Yifan took a step forward.
"I am not a member of the Divine Court."
The Thunderbone Army raised their hands again.
The lightning intensified.
Chen Yifan also drew out a fraction of the divine embers from the eighth core.
As soon as the gray-gold embers lit up, the Thunderbone Army immediately rioted.
All the bone soldiers attacked at the same time.
Bai Zhi grew anxious.
"Don't reveal the divine ashes!"
"They are most sensitive to the aura of the divine court!"
Chen Yifan confiscated it.
He pressed the ninth core onto the ashes of God.
The blood-red, ancient patterns firmly locked away the aura of the divine court.
All nine cores vibrated simultaneously.
Nine gray lines lit up on the bone imprint of the sealed well on the chest.
The Thunder Bone Army charged three steps away and suddenly stopped.
The skeleton at the very front slowly lowered its head.
There was a broken card in its chest cavity.
The broken plaque was engraved with old characters.
[I will not kneel before the divine court.]
Chen Yifan raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the Thunder Bone Well.
"What I want is the Holy Lord's thread."
"Not your bones."
The Thunderbone Army did not yield.
But their weapons slowly turned toward the wellhead.
A low gasp came from Bai Zhi's side.
"They are showing you the way."
Shenhou was taken aback.
"What do you mean?"
The rat chimed in.
They believed half of it.
Shenhou immediately cursed.
"Even half a sentence will do! It's much better than what Chenlong did back then!"
Deep within the Thunderbone Well, a dark green chain was hidden behind a beam of lightning.
It is not connected to the core.
It is linked to the determination of friend or foe for the entire army formation.
Chen Yifan's eyes darkened, and he grabbed with his right hand.
The theft of all things is activated.
The objective is for the Holy Lord to alter the determination of friend or foe in the Thunderbone Army formation.
The dark green chains suddenly taut.
The Holy Lord roared.
"Chen Yifan!"
"You mustn't touch this well!"
Chen Yifan stomped his foot and charged into the army formation amidst the lightning.
Lei Gu Canyi did not stop him again.
They raised their broken swords and spears to shield him from the dark green arcs of electricity that surged out of the well.
Shenhou roared in the channel.
"pretty!"
"Our ancestors were reasonable after all!"
Chen Yifan rushed to the well, pressed his left hand against the well edge, and reached into the lightning with his right hand.
The lightning pierced through the bone crevices, and the bone imprint on his chest, sealed by the well, was struck until it went numb.
He grasped the dark green chain on the outer layer of the tenth core.
"Sever."
Rings are all the rage.
The dark green chains were torn.
Inside the Thunder Bone Well, a grayish-white core rose up.
This time, the core did not resist.
It stopped in front of Chen Yifan's palm and gently tapped his knuckles.
Chen Yifan put it into the ring space.
All ten cores were returned to their original positions.
The Thunderbone Army retreated simultaneously.
Beneath the skeletal remains, another line of text on the old plaque lit up.
[The bones guard the human world.]
Bai Zhi's notification popped up.
[Power supply interrupted for frame-10.]
Ten of the twelve wells have been recovered.
The main energy supply efficiency has dropped to 15%.
Shenhou slapped away the attacking outsider with his staff, laughing wildly as he shouted through the crack.
"The tenth one!"
"The headless dog, you delivered it yourself, and Chen Yifan accepted it with tears in his eyes!"
The Holy Lord remained silent.
The laughter on the channel stopped.
Chen Yifan turned around and looked at the third silent well.
The well is still there.
But there was no sand, no light, and no movement around it.
Chen Yifan took a step closer.
The communication was interrupted by static.
Only fragments of Bai Zhi's voice remain.
"...Don't...come closer..."
"The Silent Well...no..."
There are only a few words left on Shenhou's side.
"Chen Yifan...listen..."
Chen Yifan stopped three zhang in front of the well.
The ten cores remained quietly within the ring's space.
Even the bone imprint on his chest where the well was sealed had lost its pulsating feedback.
This well swallowed up all sound and noise.
Chen Yifan raised his hand.
The ring did not light up.
Everything is stolen without a target.
The well was completely empty.
It has no core.
There is no remaining thread of the Holy Lord.
Even the old well's permissions are now just a shell.
Chen Yifan frowned and took half a step forward.
The silent well suddenly collapsed.
The well wall, the well opening, and the shadows all gathered before him into a gray and white fragment.
The remaining text contains only one sentence.
[Well No. 11 is not in the well.]
The next moment, all the sounds returned.
Bai Zhi's exclamation, Shen Hou's curses, and the sounds of impact from the main battlefield all entered her ears at the same time.
"Chen Yifan! How are you?"
"What about the well? Is that well gone?"
Chen Yifan stared at the incomplete text hanging in mid-air.
"Well No. 11 is an empty shell."
The channel went silent for a moment.
The Lord's laughter had already reached its halfway point.
The laughter stopped upon hearing this.
Bai Zhi immediately pressed for more information.
"An empty shell?"
"The core is missing?"
Chen Yifan raised his hand and put away the gray and white fragment of text.
"Keep only this sentence."
"Well No. 11 is not in the well."
A heavy breathing suddenly came from Wang Qingyun's side.
That sound is wrong.
Just as Chen Yifan was about to speak, the bone seal on his chest suddenly contracted.
Ten cores are pressed inwards simultaneously.
The seal of the well should have continued to take shape, but a thin crack appeared in the center.
The alarm blared as Bai Zhi was being summoned.
"Chen Yifan!"
"Your chest bone is cracked!"
"It contains recordings with old access permissions!"
A much younger voice came from the crack.
With a familiar languor and an uncontrollable weakness.
"Can you hear me?"
"Don't curse if you hear it. I didn't have a choice back then either."
Chen Yifan stopped moving.
Shenhou was also stunned.
"That voice... Old Wang?"
The sounds from the crack continued.
"Kid, don't touch the eleventh well."
"That's the heart I left behind back then."