With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 525 - 483: Baxia Holding Up the Sky, Eight Paths of Transcendence! World Destruction, Crimson Demon God! (Six Thousand Two-in-One)
This smell is even more unbearable than the pile of biological remains at the bottom of the deep sea.
But the smell isn’t the point; within it, he sensed a familiar aura.
Under the operation of the Qi Observation Skill, this aura stung his nasal cavity, also carrying a corrosive feeling.
Although the smell is entirely new, at its core, this aura is an "old friend."
"Demonic Qi..."
Meng Chuan murmured to himself.
Perhaps due to the accelerated flow of time, the Demonic Qi visibly grew thicker.
He had no choice but to stop the Qi Observation Skill, altering the entire respiratory filtration system of his nasal cavity with the flower of flesh, to protect himself from erosion.
Just like an ordinary person, he used his eyes to watch and his nose to sniff all these changes.
At first, it was just a faint fishy breeze sweeping through.
Soon, it descended like a dense fog from the sky, covering the sea surface.
Meng Chuan raised his head, gazing at the most significant change at this moment.
With time accelerating, under the tint of the Demonic Qi, the sky changed frame by frame.
From a pale blue, it stuttered, gradually deepening.
Deep blue, purple, dark purple, until... pitch black like ink.
"Damn..."
Meng Chuan seldom swore, but witnessing this scene, it was hard not to.
He saw the clouds dyed by Demonic Qi, like old cotton soaked and swollen in ink.
Heavy above his head, seemingly within reach.
Squinting, he noticed the gaps between the clouds were not letting through sunlight.
But rather dark purple wrinkled armor or something, resembling the skin of some living creature.
Shadows cast through the clouds, sharply defined outlines writhing behind, occasionally causing the clouds to churn turbulently. Occasionally, horns and armor appeared, as if blocked by some force, looming.
Movements were apparent, yet seemed hindered by an invisible air wall.
With no success in breaking through, the changes quickly retracted.
Meng Chuan observed everything, the clouds trembled, the sky quaked.
There were "guests from beyond" giving their all through the clouds, attempting to break through the world’s "boundaries."
This scene gave him a sense of déjà vu.
The real world, feeling the Qi.
The golden eyes in the sky.
"Splash..."
While Meng Chuan was pondering, he unexpectedly plunged into the sea.
Turns out, the sea surface suddenly surged, as if stirred by some immense force.
He quickly stabilized himself, barely able to surface again thanks to the effect of [Swimming].
Meng Chuan resurfaced, stretching out his arms to maximize buoyancy, striving to maintain balance.
In the sky, evil forces were attempting to invade.
Dark clouds loomed overhead, the sky seemed about to collapse.
Below the water, he could also feel something massive stirring up storms.
The identity of this entity needed no further explanation.
Baxia!
At this moment, he was like an ephemeral mayfly caught between the two forces.
In this situation, a line of poetry involuntarily emerged in Meng Chuan’s mind:
"A life adrift, struck by the rains."
Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted from the depths of the sea, interrupting his thoughts, akin to the angry bellow of an ancient whale breaking through the water, its sound waves carried tremendous might straight to the heavens!
The entire sea region began to shake violently!
The sea surface appeared ripped apart by an invisible giant hand, splitting into countless black abyssal cracks, with eerie seawater funneling back in, emitting a hair-raising wail.
Waves like mountain collapses rose tens of meters high, crashing down with shattered coral and seabed debris. The seabed’s rock layers cracked amid terrifying tremors, dark red magma seeped like bloody tears.
In the distance, a seafloor mountain crumbled amid violent quaking, raising turbulent waves as if the entire sea area were being torn apart by some indescribable force!
Baxia’s earth-shaking terrifying body finally emerged entirely from the water!
Around its carapace, nine mysterious iron chains stretched taut. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
The other ends pierced into the sky, yet halfway up got corroded into dark red, like veins soaked in blood.
The chains trembled frantically, each movement causing heavens-shaking roars.
The depths of the clouds echoed with the piercing sounds of metal breaking, as if the heavens were about to be torn apart.
This incredibly shocking scene unfolded before his eyes, causing Meng Chuan to chuckle uncontrollably:
"So this is how Baxia supports the sky..."
He saw Baxia’s eyes, which had been tightly shut, now open.
Its eyes were bright and profound like galaxies.
Meng Chuan could sense that it first glanced at him, then fixed its gaze on the firmament.
The "sky" bearing down on Baxia grew even darker...
...
The scene was too overwhelming.
In Meng Chuan’s heart, he was convinced, the end times had come.
He surveyed his surroundings; at this moment, time seemed to have been restored to its track.
Several chains broke apart in the middle, falling onto the water, causing waves thousands of meters high.
The firmament was torn open with a huge gash, a few chain endings swaying in the sky, darkened by Demonic Qi.
In the distance, one red lightning bolt after another struck, with numerous twisted shadows emerging at the sea-sky boundary.
Neither human nor beast, they shrieked and lunged at this sea area.
At this time, Baxia unexpectedly glanced at him amidst its busy moments.
That look carried a hint of curiosity.
Simultaneously, a strange force surrounded him, helping him maintain stability on the water’s surface.
Meng Chuan was not aware.
Others, such as Zhang Jingshi the Headmaster by now, were already finished with their "journey to another realm."
At this moment, his concentration was so high, he didn’t even notice.
On the panel, the [War Soul] trait was flashing crazily.
His Spiritual Power was rapidly depleting, yet he remained within.
