pjbooks Chapter 413 Headless Dog, Welcome to Minecraft
Chapter 413 Headless Dog, Welcome to Minecraft
The remnant soul of the Holy Lord, along with the position of the Inspector and a massive amount of pollution, plunged headlong into Chen Yifan's sea of consciousness.
This is an endless void.
Boundless, without top or bottom, only the purest darkness.
In the center of the void, a magnificent and ancient purple-gold pagoda floats.
The tower is covered with mysterious patterns, exuding a terrifying aura that suppresses all ages.
"What...what the hell is this?"
The decapitated form of the Holy Lord was completely stunned the moment he saw the Purple Gold Pagoda.
It could sense that this tower was not a psionic creation, nor any divine secret technique it knew, but rather a more primordial and purer condensation of souls.
After a brief moment of astonishment came unparalleled ecstasy.
"Hahaha! So that's how it is! Your soul's core is such a perfect realm!"
The Holy Lord's voice echoed in Chen Yifan's mind, greedy and excited.
"An unlocked lifeline, a soul with no upper limit! The perfect vessel the Divine Court has always dreamed of!"
"Chen Yifan, you shouldn't resist, you should feel honored! Your very being will bear witness to the birth of a new god!"
The severed head of the Holy Lord suddenly swelled up, transforming into a dark cloud that blotted out the sky, and pressed down fiercely on the Purple Gold Pagoda.
It wants to leave its divine imprint here and completely claim this pagoda as its own.
Dark green pollution intertwined with platinum divine light, transforming into countless twisted runes that rained down on the purple-gold pagoda.
The pagoda shook violently, its purple-gold light flickering, as if it might collapse at any moment.
However, just when the Holy Lord thought victory was assured, a calm and even cold voice drifted from inside the pagoda.
"The last guy who thought like that is now a brick in the tower."
The remnant soul of the Holy Lord suddenly shrank, an ominous premonition creeping into its divine sense.
As it looked closely, blurry star patterns suddenly lit up on the surface of the Purple Gold Pagoda.
That aura...
"Star Soul Venerable?!"
The Holy Lord let out an incredulous scream.
"You...you actually devoured the remnant soul of Star Soul Venerable?!"
Star Soul Venerable, an even more ancient being, was a Star God who fell when the Divine Court of the previous era reaped the bounty of Blue Star.
How did its remnant soul appear in Chen Yifan's sea of consciousness?
It was even refined into a tower brick?
Before the Holy Lord could figure it out, another, even heavier and more desolate aura suddenly pressed down from outside the pagoda!
Grayish-white patterns appeared in the void, weaving into a giant net that completely enveloped the entire Purple Gold Pagoda and the surrounding void.
The power of the sealing bone seal!
"This is... the suppressing intent of the Twelve Heart Wells?!"
The Holy Lord was completely panicked.
It felt as if it had stumbled into a meticulously planned slaughterhouse.
Inside the Purple Gold Pagoda is the Soul Gripping Wheel.
The sealed well and the bone imprint on the outside are a cage of rules.
Caught between a rock and a hard place, with nowhere to turn!
Welcome to my home.
Chen Yifan's voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of mockery.
"Headless dog, did you like the surprise I prepared for you?"
"No! This is impossible!"
The Holy Lord roared madly, mobilizing all his power in an attempt to break through the seal of the well-sealing bone imprint.
But those grayish-white patterns, like the most solid laws of heaven and earth, remained unmoved no matter how it was challenged.
Instead, with each of its collisions, the gray-white net tightened even more, and waves of suppressive will from ancient times began to grind its remnant soul like a millstone.
"Aaaaaah!"
The Holy Lord let out a painful roar.
It wanted to retreat, but the rift in its sea of consciousness that it had come from had already closed completely the moment it entered.
Close the door and beat the dog!
From the very beginning, Chen Yifan had no intention of fighting hard outside.
He deliberately feigned weakness and deliberately opened his mind, all to lure this arrogant fool into his own territory!
"Don't rush, the real show is just beginning."
Chen Yifan's voice rang out in his mind.
The Purple Gold Pagoda slowly rotated, its doors opened, and a terrifying suction force emanated from within, frantically devouring the polluted energy dissipated by the Holy Lord.
"You think that's all?"
Despite the excruciating pain, the Holy Lord calmed down, his voice filled with venomous resentment.
"Chen Yifan, you've greatly underestimated the Divine Court! And you've also greatly underestimated the trump card of an Inspector!"
"I'll show you what true despair is!"
The Holy Lord suddenly burned the remnant soul's essence, unleashing one of the most vicious secret techniques of the Divine Court.
A civilized lament!
The next moment, Chen Yifan's sea of consciousness was no longer simply darkness.
Countless fragmented images surged forth.
He saw prosperous civilizations being reaped in an instant by the golden scythe, and countless lives turning to ashes amidst their cries of agony.
He saw planets collapse, stars fall, and the entire galaxy turn into a desolate graveyard.
The final despair, pain, and resentment of the hundreds of millions of civilizations harvested by the Divine Court before their destruction were all forged into the most vicious soul weapons.
This torrent of negative energy, born from endless despair, is enough to crush any will and drown any soul.
"Do you see that? This is the power of the Divine Court!"
The voice of the Holy Lord rang out amidst the desperate wails, like the whisper of the devil.
"Before the true laws of the universe, all your struggles are meaningless!"
"Give up! Merge into me! Become a part of me! You will gain eternal life!"
The tide of despair instantly submerged the Purple Gold Pagoda.
The tower shook violently, and its light dimmed at a visible speed.
Even the external sealing bone seal began to become unstable under the impact of that enormous negative energy.
The Holy Lord saw hope and prepared to launch a general offensive to crush Chen Yifan's will in one fell swoop.
However, at that moment...
In that dark sea of consciousness, submerged in endless despair, a small, warm light suddenly shone.
The light was very dim, like a candle flickering in the wind, and could go out at any moment.
But it is exceptionally resilient.
No matter how the tide of despair washes over it, it always shines, radiating its own light and heat.
The Holy Lord was stunned.
It looked closer and realized that it wasn't a light at all.
Those were scenes.
In an ordinary kitchen, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron was busy at the stove, muttering something to herself.
In a quiet bedroom, a blind girl sits by the window, her fingertips gently tracing the raised lines on a Braille book, a serene smile on her face.
In a dilapidated underground shelter, a kind-looking fat man holds up a shield and grins foolishly at someone off-camera.
……
These scenes are so ordinary, so insignificant.
Compared to the cries of civilizations that readily destroy galaxies, they are as insignificant as a speck of dust in the universe.
But it is precisely these dust particles that have formed the strongest dam, firmly blocking the despairing torrent that could engulf everything.
Qingyanjing is a vital anchor point in human society!
"No...this is impossible..."
The Holy Lord let out an incredulous roar.
"How could the emotions of mere mortals possibly withstand the despair of billions of civilizations?!"
"Because," Chen Yifan's voice came from behind that warm light, calm and firm, "they are my family."
"And you, you touched my person."
The moment the words left his mouth, the Purple Gold Pagoda shone brightly!
A suction force more terrifying than ever before erupted from within the tower.
This time, Chen Yifan's target was no longer the dissipated polluting energy.
It was the severed head of the Holy Lord, which was nailed to the center of the formation!
It is the remnant soul's... right to exist!
"No!!!"