Chapter 999: Come In

Within the territory of Daliang, a colossal pillar, continuously sprouting and spreading tendrils, stood between heaven and earth. Twisted branches extending from it relentlessly encroached upon every void.

A bloated, deformed, and immensely massive body floated among the clouds. This was none other than Li Huowang, whose power had greatly increased.

“Hmph!” Four mouths on different parts of Li Huowang’s body simultaneously opened as he swung the colossal jade axe in his hand, bringing it down with immense force upon the giant pillar.

Before the fractured pillar could even fall, Li Huowang, enveloped in malevolent aura, was already beneath the pillar's broken edge. He raised his giant axe again, roaring upwards as he relentlessly hacked at the descending pillar.

The colossal pillar extending from Bai Yujing continuously fell downwards. However, before Li Huowang, who was now imbued with the power of the General Prime Minister's Head, no matter how far it descended, it was instantly severed by him.

When Li Huowang, a cultivator of the Seven Wheels, used the Lion Dance Palace to bind the General Prime Minister's Head together, this colossal pillar from Fussheng Heaven was simply no match.

Li Huowang, pressing against the pillar from below, continuously chopped upwards, hacking his way directly from Daliang back into the sky, and finally forcing his way back among the scattered stars.

Witnessing the chaos and disorder from Bai Yujing gushing out of the ruptured opening, spreading towards the mortal realm.

Roaring, Li Huowang exerted powerful force with one hand, slamming the jade axe in his grip directly into the rupture, completely severing the strange pillar's potential to encroach upon the mortal realm.

However, Li Huowang knew this wasn't enough, far from it. The gap remained, and if left unchecked, it would only grow larger.

His dozens of bloodshot eyes stared intently at the jade axe in the broken opening. Under his gaze, the jade axe deformed at an incredible speed, eventually restoring itself to its original shape and blocking a portion of the gap.

Yet, this was not the end. Under Li Huowang's continuous furious gaze, the previously fallen fragments of the Yak Gate began to regress at the same speed.

Jade fragments of all sizes rose from the ground, rapidly returning.

A jade fragment, only slightly smaller than an octagonal table, swiftly glided past Li Huowang. Faintly visible on its surface was a red square seal.

Li Huowang only managed to discern the two characters 'Zhuan Xu' on its left side before the fragment vanished from his sight with incredible speed, reattaching itself to its rightful place.

The shattered Yak Gate was pieced back together under Li Huowang's cultivation abilities, its cracks rapidly vanishing. It reformed into the colossal jade pendant, larger than a mountain, floating in the darkness, suspended between Bai Yujing and the mortal realm.

Although the Yak Gate was repaired, the situation was hardly improved. Li Huowang remembered exactly what was happening in Bai Yujing at that moment.

Upon seeing the chaos within the Yak Gate being pushed up by something again, Li Huowang roared, opening all six mouths on his body. He reached behind him with one hand, violently pulled out his own spine, swung it, and charged without hesitation into the Yak Gate.

The previously chaotic and disordered Bai Yujing had completely transformed. Various Heavenly Principles ceaselessly merged and collided within it, affecting Li Huowang like surging tides.

The nearest Divinity of Fate to him at that moment was Wuxiang Bodhisattva. Her movements were gentle and graceful, and her 'robes' fluttered erratically in the air, giving the illusion of being underwater.

A pale, peculiar circular halo enveloped the back of her head, making her appearance impossible for them to clearly discern. But as they drew closer, they saw that the halo was actually composed of countless white eyes of various sizes.

The light behind the Bodhisattva continuously radiated outwards, as if illuminating the surroundings, yet also as if assimilating them.

His keen senses also detected that this Divinity of Fate seemed to have another aspect, but he lacked the organs to perceive that side, so he didn't know what it was.

Li Huowang didn't know who this was, but he was certain it was a Divinity of Fate from Bai Yujing. He had encountered this being before, during his desperate struggle with Danyangzi.

“Damn it, help me! Don’t just stand there!” Li Huowang roared at the Divinity of Fate, then lunged towards the ruptured, dark firmament.

Li Huowang stumbled, tripping over a high threshold, and his body pitched forward.

“Watch out!” Yang Na caught up from behind, helped Li Huowang to his feet, and looked around the dilapidated temple.

Outside, a heavy downpour raged. The rural temple, having gone without repairs for a long time, was predictably in poor condition, with a light rain falling inside.

Various dilapidated Arhat statues, covered in dust, were haphazardly placed around. Under the intermittent flashes of lightning, they appeared particularly eerie.

From the cigarette butts on the ground, Yang Na concluded that people had been here, but it was clear they hadn't been up to anything productive.

Various Arhat statues were not only defiled with random smears, but some damaged ones were also haphazardly pieced together.

Yang Na led the panting Li Huowang past an Arhat with a broken index finger, helping him settle down beneath the altar to rest.

However, at that moment, Li Huowang suddenly spoke. Staring intently at the Arhat's broken finger, he burst into maniacal laughter. “Hahaha! It was only a finger! The thing I just struggled against with such immense effort was merely a finger!”

“But do you think this will make me fear you? Do you think I'll be afraid?! Don't dream of it!!” Li Huowang abruptly stood up, pushing off the ground with both feet, and lunged towards the Arhat with the broken finger.

The clay Arhat was large and heavy. Li Huowang colliding with it was undoubtedly like an egg hitting a rock. With a dull thud, Li Huowang's head was instantly cut open and bleeding.

But at this moment, Li Huowang disregarded his injury, raising the military knife in his hand and furiously hacking at the clay statue of the broken-fingered Arhat.

Meanwhile, Yi Donglai stood outside the temple, soaked by the heavy rain, staring blankly at everything inside.

“Get back! I’ll help you!” Yang Na raised her pistol and fired two shots at the clay statue's head.

Through their persistent efforts, the tall clay statue gradually began to chip and peel, becoming increasingly shaky. In some broken areas, the supporting bamboo framework within could even be seen.

Finally, with a crash, the broken-fingered Arhat statue instantly collapsed, burying Li Huowang beneath it.

Hearing Li Huowang’s violent coughing from within the dust-filled wreckage, Yi Donglai gritted his teeth and lifted his foot, preparing to enter the dilapidated temple to help.

“Stop right there! Don’t move!!” Li Huowang’s furious roar halted Yi Donglai's action.

With three parts fear and seven parts shock in his eyes, Li Huowang looked at Yi Donglai outside the dilapidated temple, his voice trembling as he said, “We can, but you can’t! Don’t come in!! Absolutely do not come in!!”