I Have Infinite Systems In The Immortal World-Chapter 362: Capturing the Seal of Palace

" ARRRGHHHH!"

Long Ming felt his entire soul getting ripped apart. Even his Soul Nourishing Bell around his soul rang violently, resisting the impact.

" INSOLENT HUMAN! YOU DARE!"

The black mass beneath the altar rumbled as it turned into a giant, pitch black trunk, erupting to the sky. The trunk blossomed into a flower bud. The moment the bud opened, a blazing yellow eye appeared inside it, with a pitch blue vertical iris.

However, if one could see inside the iris, they would find thousands, no, millions of squirming souls. Ghastly human faces trying to scream, trying to claw their way out, but failing miserably.

The moment the eye opened, thousands of black tendrils shot towards Long Ming, trying to kill him instantly.

However, a barrier appeared around him, blocking all the tendrils at once.

" Old turtle! Even after a hundred thousand years, you are still resisting!" The unknown voice roared.

" You do not belong here, you wretched being." The projection of the old turtle appeared. " Go back to your shithole!"

Long Ming had no way to see what was happening. His mind and soul were totally consumed by the immense power of the seal of Heavenly Fountain Palace.

Feeling like his soul was traversing across the space and time beyond comprehensible speed limits, Long Ming felt like his soul might get extinguished at any moment.

Thankfully, he carved the Seal rune on his body itself. Hence, no matter what, the soul will be bound to its body and will be hard to escape.

However, despite that, Long Ming felt he was witnessing hundreds of thousands of history in a single span of moment. The overwhelming sense of dread and the weight of knowledge seemed to crush him.

' No! I…I must grasp it! I… I MUST…'

Long Ming roared as he spread his arms, his spiritual qi gushed out like a tidal waves.

" I MUST TAKE OVER THE SEAL!"

Murderous thoughts seemed to be pushed back a few steps behind due to the sheer pressure Long Ming was facing, giving him a moment of clarity.

However, the pain only increased exponentially over the seconds that passed.

Suddenly, Long Ming felt his left arm trembling. He found it odd because he was in his spirit form. As he looked at it, he realized the black and white vines of the lily were swaying.

Within an instant, Long Ming's field of vision paused.

No, it was as if the entire world around paused, the flow of space and time stopped.

Black and white turned into blue and red, blooming like meridians in space. Long Ming was entranced, forgetting everything for a moment.

" Netherworld Spider Lillies...from the Seal of Yama from my past life?"

Even the violent, soul-tearing pain seemed to fade for a breath.

Suddenly, Long Ming saw a floating sphere of light before him.

The unblemished floating orb looked brighter than a thousand pearls. However, if one could see, they would see faint black cracks spreading like spiderwebs on its left side.

No, there weren't cracks, but more like tendrils, as a creeper plant drapes itself over a wall.

Without a second's delay, Long Ming's spiritual qi turned into an arrow, shooting straight towards the orb.

The black vines on the orb resisted, but Long Ming managed to touch the orb with his spiritual sense.

*BOOOM!*

Long Ming felt like memories of a whole era were pouring into his mind.

He saw gigantic palaces, ancient primordial beasts, cultivators with powers of…

' No, I can't waste a chapter on flashback!' Long Ming groaned as he quickly found the control node of the seal.

More in fact, it was the same as sharing the same root as the Heavenly Fountain Palace, becoming one with it.

But of course, Long Ming also felt an incredible malice, something that matched what he felt looking at the Desolate Heaven Murder Star.

The otherworldly monster was also wrestling control over the seal. So for the brief moment, both Long Ming and the monster managed to be in sync with each other.

Incomprehensible ravings echoed in Long Ming's mind, even making his Heavenly Comprehension and Chaotic Murder Heart tremble in fear.

" I… I… I WON'T! I WON'T GIVE UP!"

" Good job, Brat!"

The voice of the old turtle echoed. " I am opening the seal for a moment. Wield the power of the seal and kill the monster!"

" FUCK YOU, YOU BASTARD!" Long Ming roared. " WHY DON'T YOU KILL IT BY YOURSELF!"

" Because, I can't. But you, you can!"

" GOOD FUCK!" Long Ming truly felt like dying from the pain. " GOOD FUCKING ANSWER!"

Suddenly, the pitch black abyss inside his divine sea rumbled as Long Ming felt the essence of Nether Dragon Void Devouring Physique was slowly merging with his self.

His charred skin and cracked bones healed rapidly. Lustrous black scales appeared all over his body once again, and his eyes turned into cold blue gems with vertical irises made from pure molten fire.

Long Ming felt the bloodline of qilin, the true qi inside his divine sea; everything was vanishing. Without any support, he realized his physical body alone can't withstand such power.

' What to do…WHAT TO DO?!!'

Groaning, Long Ming was desperate for a quick solution. He realized the otherworldly monster had already started to come out from the root of the altar, manifesting its physical move.

If he appears a little late, the monster will seize control of the seal from him and kill him instantly.

After all, although Long Ming got the chance to kill the monster, the monster also got a chance to snatch the seal from Long Ming without triggering the restriction.

Suddenly, Long Ming realized a purple string in his bloodline, which still remained even if his blood vaporized.

' Ah…Bloodline of Incubus. This…This isn't from this world at all.'

Long Ming's brain snapped as he realized he still had two things that could be used in an instant.

The bloodline of Incubus and the Fragrant Blossoms of Endless Springs Art, gifts from the Demon Lord of Lust and the Harem King of Nine Worlds.

The nether dragon roared as it connected the power source of the seal with Long Ming's divine sea, allowing him to tap into the strength that has the essence of Grand Dao itself.

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Suddenly, the battle in the Heavenly Fountain Palace paused as everyone felt a terrifying pressure. Even Venerable Hong Luo, who could manage to fight back against elders of all sects, felt an ominous intuition as he looked at the sky.

" Wh-Why the…Why is the tribulation cloud still there?"

Not only him, but all the cultivators looked at the sky with a trance.

*OONNNNNGGGGGGGG*

A deafening roar descended from the pitch black clouds as it turned into a swirling storm.

The eye of the storm parted, revealing a pitch-blue heavenly dome.

Despite being blue, the blueness was totally different from a clear blue sky. While the blue sky brings emotions of vastness and serenity, the blue heavenly dome inspired primal reverence and futility before the Grand Dao to all the cultivators.

" Wh-What the fuck is that?"

" The tribulation is dispersing?"

" No…" An old cultivator murmured. " That's…another round of tribulation."

" ANOTHER ROUND? IT'S THE FIFTH WAVE!"

*BOOM! BOOM! BOOOM!*

Suddenly, the sky was covered with a gigantic tree. A pitch black tree that was totally dried, without a single leaf on it. The blackness wasn't even shining; it was without any reflection.

*ROAAAARRRRRR*

Everyone could see the strange eyeball on the peak, with abyssal black flames raging around it.

For a moment, the feeling of dread and incredible malice enveloped everyone, even surpassing the fear of the blue heavenly dome.

" Gre-Great Lord!" Venerable Hong Luo exclaimed. His lips widened as he started to laugh like a maniac.

" HAHAHA! I HAVE WON! I HAVE WON! THE GREAT LORD HIMSELF IS HERE!"

But suddenly, his face froze.

A robust laughter echoed as another gigantic figure materialized in the sky, his height reaching the heavens themselves.

It turned out, the tree wasn't the only figure towering to the clouds.

" Ahahaha! AHAHAHAHA!"

Mu Qinglian, Jiang Wanxue, Ling Yuan, everyone felt their jaws slam on the ground.