Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman-Chapter 752 - 402 You Know Too Much!_2

Following the appearance of a spatial rift, a werewolf with a tuft of white hair on his head, who was oddly dressed in a pure white Taoist robe, stepped out from within.

This seemingly gentle and graceful werewolf cast a glance at the Purple-haired Desert Wolf.

In an instant, the White-haired Werewolf saw everything that was happening in the Red Spirit Realm through the eyes of the Purple-haired Desert Wolf.

This White-haired Werewolf was the key to the rise of the Desert Wolf clan, the Unparalleled Genius in whom countless Desert Wolves had placed their hopes.

White Desolate King!

With the support of the entire clan, the White Desolate King had long since reached the Mahayana Perfection Realm.

Furthermore, by chance against the odds, not only had he successfully mastered the Desert Wolf clan’s innate divine weapon,

he had also acquired the legacy of a Heavenly Immortal from Taoism at some ancient relic site and successfully earned the recognition of its innate treasure.

With two Supreme Treasures in his possession, the White Desolate King’s combat power was already considered at the level of a Heavenly Demon.

However, the White Desolate King suddenly let out a surprised sound and immediately, his complexion slightly changed, and his body trembled.

Because he had, inadvertently, seen that White Fat Worm.

And he realized that the White Fat Worm had noticed his observation.

Suddenly, he saw the White Fat Worm, which clearly had no face, yet gave him the impression that it was smiling at him.

Then, suddenly, the scene changed.

The White Desolate King beheld a vision of the Abyss, a consciousness he had never seen before but instantly recognized.

It was a facet of the Abyss where small worlds continuously fell into black fog before plunging downwards.

Upon the pitch-black land, as each small world landed, it was immediately enveloped by black liquid.

Next, those previously seen White Fat Worms would emerge from the dilapidated small worlds, and around them, spheres of flesh would begin to form.

These spheres would quickly burst open, hatching all manner of monsters.

Most of these monsters would roar and once again dissolve into the black liquid.

Only a very few monsters, barely qualifying, were accepted by the White Fat Worms and swallowed into their bellies.

A small world, after undergoing several such cycles, would ultimately disintegrate entirely, giving birth to a sphere of flesh at its central region.

That was the aggregation of a small world’s monsters.

Hatching from it, to his alarm, was yet another White Fat Worm.

Upon seeing this, the White Desolate King was shocked; he could scarcely count how many small worlds had been devoured to form the present state of this segment of the Abyss.

If small worlds hatched White Fat Worms, then what would be birthed from his own medium-sized world?

Realizing this, the White Desolate King already thought of retreating.

But at that moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

Many of the falling small worlds instantly transformed into black specks.

A face then abruptly appeared high in the sky.

It appeared mask-like, with both eyes and a mouth curving steeply upwards.

Lacking a nose and ears,

its gray and white tones created an eerie sensation with a single glance.

Yet the White Desolate King, from some premonition, knew this to be the Master of Fertility, one of the Abyss Seven Emperors, who governed the Fertility Path!

The White Desolate King could sense that hidden behind that mask-like face was the true terrifying secret that belonged to the Master of Fertility!

This was a secret filled with eternal life, unrivaled power, and the ability to do anything one wished.

In that moment, however, the White Desolate King felt a sense of alarm as his two Innate Treasures began to frantically signal warnings, experiencing a fear they had never known before!

Startled, the White Desolate King quickly withdrew his divine skill.

At that moment, the face in the sky slightly moved its neck,

allowing the White Desolate King to see that below the face, a neck composed of densely packed heads and bodies of wisdom creatures was exposed!

But with this last glance as he withdrew,

the White Desolate King felt a bone-deep fear that he knew he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Muttering ’Master of Fertility’ several times to himself,

the White Desolate King finally snapped out of his daze and turned his gaze back to the Purple-haired Desert Wolf.

He suddenly realized that this intermediary creature had likely also been drawn into the vision, seeing the forbidden Abyss Plane and the Master of Fertility just like him.

At that time, it already had eyes turned white, lying unconscious within the Time-Space Sea Domain.

Even for a Big Demon at the Harmonization Realm,

facing one of the Abyss Seven Emperors in person was still too overwhelming for its Divine Soul.

After all, the Abyss Demon that had been summoned this time had reached the Harmonization realm.

Moreover, the mental invasion from the Abyss showed no mercy to anyone below the same realm, slaughtering them indiscriminately.

The White Desolate King was simply implanted with a seed, which was also because the White Fat Worm’s strength was restricted by the challenge rules.

Otherwise, a mere Mahayana relying on external forces would either be driven mad by now or would have willingly joined the Fertility Path, becoming yet another envoy of it.

As for the envoys on a higher level,

even the weakest among them would be above the Ninth Tier.

That is to say, beyond the Heavenly Demons!

This White Desolate King... was not qualified!

The White Desolate King did not know these things and simply felt a bit of relief that he hadn’t caught the attention of the Master of Fertility, not even warranting a glance.

Although he felt stifled, there was nothing he could do.

In the presence of a being from such a high realm, not to mention himself, even if the Old Ancestors of the Demon Alliance were present, how much better could they fare?

"This is not a sin of war!"

Muttering under his breath, the White Desolate King hesitated as he looked towards the Purple-haired Wild Wolf.

The other party had seen the same things as himself and must have also received the various secret techniques of the Fertility Path.

He was absolutely not going to cultivate those evil techniques.

But once the higher-ups of the Demon Alliance found out, they would undoubtedly be wary and even suspicious of him.

Thinking of this, the White Desolate King made up his mind.

He sighed softly, "You know too much."

Immediately, he took out a purple gourd and gently shook it. A beam of purple light flashed out, whisking away the Purple-haired Wild Wolf before returning to the gourd.

Throughout all this, the White Desolate King had just drawn near to the Red Spirit Realm.

He soon sensed the powerful mana fluctuations of the Red Spirit King emanating from within.

The traces of the explosion caused by its signature move were so vast that they could even be seen from outside the realm through the black fog, leaving a visible mark.

Such an offensive power was well within the capability of obliterating a star in the Water Blue Star world.

The range affected by the residual waves was at the least the total area of Water Blue Star.

Discovering that even with a domain to provide shelter, having his subordinates attack the other party would equate to impregnating oneself and then becoming food for the monsters,

the Harmonization subordinate who had previously fled at least had some conscience, having reported the current situation in the Red Spirit Realm.

The Red Spirit King sighed, and decisively swallowed all of the Desert Wolf clansmen that were still somewhat normal around him.

Afterward, these Desert Wolf clansmen entered into the inner world of the Red Spirit King in the Harmonization realm.

Apart from providing mana,

they were also tasked with patrolling this crucial Small World with their naked eyes to prevent any contamination.

Then the Red Spirit King took action personally, first shattering the body of the Desert Wolf clan monster.

As its body began to regenerate, the king took the opportunity to strike at the area where the dimensional rift had appeared.

After several forceful blows, the land caved in more than one hundred thousand meters!

Surrounding Cave Heaven Secret Realms shattered, with inner regions that were still incubating igniting purple flames.

Deep within the caved-in terrain,

the Red Spirit King saw the huge black flesh ball emitting strange thumping sounds.

The moment he saw the flesh ball, the Red Spirit King felt a surge of panic.

In the instant he mentally cursed "not good!"

The black flesh ball suddenly split open with a crevice, and a tendril shot out, in a blink striking the Protective Light Shield of the Red Spirit King.

Boom!

Under the impact, the Red Spirit King felt his armor and shoulder guards cry out in distress.

Immediately, cracks appeared in the divine armor.

Beyond the heartache, the Red Spirit King sensed even more tendrils shooting out.

Forced to back away and reconstitute the purple scepter illusion, he struck back.

Just then, the recovered Desert Wolf clan monster reappeared beneath the scepter illusion.

Following that, as the White Fat Worm on the black flesh ball raised its head and wailed, its body instantly shrank significantly.

The spirit light on the body of the Desert Wolf clan monster turned a dark green hue.

Suddenly, they manifested as the Return Damage Curse born from the thousands of Divine Skills of the Spiritual Bodies.

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