Chapter 524: Crimson Mother Arrives (part 2)
The ground shook as a voice erupted from below that sounded like it had been wrenched from sleep.
“Crimson Mother!”
Countless palaces crumbled, and the flesh that filled Forbidden by the Immortal shivered. The twenty-seven spikes all started emitting bright light. In the location of the heart, the wriggling flesh opened up to reveal a 30,000-meter golden eye inside, which was open. The ground trembled violently, the sky rippled, and mutagen exploded out everywhere. The entire world blurred. The prostrating figures all around screamed and scattered. And the subject of the eye’s vision, the octagonal spell formation up in the sky, instantly crumbled into ashes.
The 360 black-robed figures experienced instant mutation, and then exploded, becoming a rain of blood that showered down. Shockingly, the raindrops mutated in midair! They became numerous golden eyes that swirled around the huge 30,000-meter eye. And they were looking up at the only entity left in the sky!
They were staring at a kneeling figure, floating there with both hands covering its eyes. It almost looked like a statue.
It was none other than Zhang Siyun. He was very conspicuous as the eye of the god stared at him. But it didn’t seem to affect him at all, as if the power of that gaze were insignificant. The red moon behind him glittered with blood-colored light, becoming the only thing clearly visible in the entire Forbidden by the Immortal. The corners of his mouth rose further. Though it seemed a given that he should seem sinister and terrifying, there was also something very elegant about him. Keeping his hands in front of his eyes, he slowly rose to a standing position. As he did, something about him changed. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
Terrifying fluctuations rolled off of hēr, filling heaven and earth. Long black hair became as red as blood, spreading out to cover the lands and fill the sky. A crown of thorns settled onto the head of ‘Zhang Siyun’; clearly visible on it were three vicious faces, sealed inside, howling in agony. From the fluctuations emanating from the crown, it was obvious those three faces all belonged to gods. Thēy had been used to create the crown.
The blood vessels on the face flowed together, converging on the forehead in the shape of a red moon. Hēr eye sockets were now like seas of blood that glowed with an extremely disturbing light. The black daoist robe covering hēr body crumbled into ashes, and was replaced by a flowing gold robe, so voluminous it spread out in all directions, covering the surrounding lands.
From a distance, the scene was spectacular and shocking. Hair filled the sky. The clothing covered the land. Shē hovered between heaven and earth, like the ruler of the world. The good looks of ‘Zhang Siyun’ seemed supremely holy. It was enough that, anyone who looked at this scene would feel their blood vessels collapsing, and anyone who heard what was happening would descend into an endless sea of pain.
The only way to live would be to offer obeisance. As of this moment, godly might raged. The distortions created by the huge eye below were wiped out of existence and replaced. The mutagen pouring out transformed, becoming a red mist that imprinted itself on hēr robe, becoming a complex red design.
“How amusing,” Crimson Mother said softly.
Gold and red collided, laying waste to countless palaces and collections of flesh. The ground was pulverized as the god resting beneath the surface of the ground thrashed violently. Deafening rumbling sounds rang out as soil exploded everywhere. Crimson Mother’s smile continued to grow as shē wrenched her right hand up.
The ground for 500 kilometers in all directions collapsed as the massive invisible hand latched onto the god of Forbidden by the Immortal. As the lands collapsed, something huge appeared. It was a gigantic tentacle of flesh, almost like a snake, that whipped about as it was wrenched violently out of the ground.
Crashing sounds rang out as a 5,000-kilometer gully formed.
Countless red lightning bolts filled the dark sky as the god of Forbidden by the Immortal was pulled into the open. The god resembled a snake or dragon, with no scales, but instead, a body formed from magenta flesh. As the god twisted and writhed, a host of twenty-seven spikes was visible, with a distance of 500 kilometers between each one. They were like a line of twenty-seven needles going down the back.
This was the god sleeping in Forbidden by the Immortal. As the god howled, the twenty-seven spikes stabbed toward the hand, but could not penetrate it. However, they did manage to surround the hand and thus reveal the hand’s general shape.
The scene was profoundly shocking to anyone who could see it. Even to the cultivators, it seemed like something out of myth or legend, and filled them with intense reverence. Because of the shockwaves, much of the lands behind were destroyed. But the place least affected was the east district. Clearly, that was why the humans had chosen to make their safe zone there. Everything... had been part of the plan.
Xu Qing and the Captain were both stunned. Once the action started, the Captain had opened his hand, and they had been able to use his eyes to view the event from different angles, giving a very comprehensive view. However, the power of the gods was too much for the Captain’s special eyes, and they kept exploding. Therefore, the view wasn’t as clear as it could have been. That said, it didn’t change the terror they felt regarding Crimson Mother. If anything, it increased it. To them, the god of Forbidden by the Immortal had seemed astoundingly mighty, to the point where even getting too close was risking death. Yet Crimson Mother was easily able to drag the god out of the ground.
The struggling of that god made it very clear how vast the differences could be between the strength of different gods.
Eyes glittering, the Captain took a deep breath and said, “The gods of the Revered Ancient mainland are far, far stronger than most people can even imagine. Strong beyond comprehension. And these entities that even cultivators call gods are, to the mortals, creators. Each and every one! I really feel like eating red moon, little Junior Brother....”
Xu Qing’s heart was pounding with fear, but he didn’t show it. He wasn’t surprised at all to hear the Captain say something like that. It was just the type of crazy thing he was always saying.
“Sure,” Xu Qing said. “Good luck with that.”
“Can’t you support me a bit more, little Junior Brother? I’m already devising an amazing new plan. Actually... I worked out a similar plan in a previous life. It didn’t work.”
Eyes glittering, the Captain licked his lips.