The End III
Underground Palace, countless streams of water and mist mingled together, completely engulfing Zhang Rongfang.
He waved his arms and legs and looked around, only to find that he was now in a stream of azure water.
The surrounding fog is decreasing, and the water flow is increasing.
Zhang Rongfang looked around and could only see a series of bubbles that appeared when he moved; the rest of the world was blue.
He swung his legs upwards, nimbly swam, and instantly covered a distance of tens of meters.
But there was no space above at all; it was still just a stretch of blue water.
'White Scale?'
"I am here. Be careful, this is the true divine power of the Manifest God. The biggest difference between the Manifest God, the Secret God, and the Remnant God lies here."
"The divine power of the Manifest God alone can cause all living beings to feel tangible harm!" White Scale said earnestly.
Zhang Rongfang understood somewhat.
He tried to breathe in the water, but the currents seemed so real that he couldn't get any oxygen at all.
The water pressure kept squeezing in from all around, secretly increasing the restraint and entanglement on him.
The invisible water flow, like water snakes, with transparent bodies, continuously coiled around Zhang Rongfang, leaving marks on her body.
But such pressure, which would be very strong for an ordinary person, was just like putting on a piece of clothing for Zhang Rongfang.
"They're here!!" White Scale's voice suddenly lowered.
Before the words had even faded, a gigantic human face rapidly approached from the water behind Zhang Rongfang! It was a pale woman's face, more than three meters wide and five meters long.
It has a dark hole between its eyebrows, and behind it is a huge black dragon body that is tens of meters long and covered with steel-like black scales.
Human face and dragon body!
This is the true symbol of the Sea Dragon God! The Sea Dragon God's face was expressionless, as if he were wearing a giant mask.
She silently approached Zhang Rongfang from behind, the surrounding water automatically concealing her movements and making her even more stealthy.
Hiss. In an instant, the Sea Dragon God opened its cherry-like mouth, which grew larger and larger, until it was increasingly split.
Originally occupying only a small part of the face, as the mouth opened wider and wider, it became a huge gaping hole covering the entire face in less than half a second.
The gap was not filled with sharp serrations, nor with the normal jaws of an ordinary person, but with neatly arranged spiral-like sharp teeth!
The sharp teeth in its mouthparts extended deep into the throat and were still wriggling. Suddenly, they unfolded and pounced on Zhang Rongfang from behind like lightning.
Snap!
Unfortunately, the bite missed its mark.
As if he had foreseen the future, Zhang Rongfang took several steps forward, and just enough of that movement allowed him to avoid being attacked from behind.
Even Zhang Rongfang hadn't expected this.
He had just intended to provoke the three tenants behind him to pay the rent, but Enemy Anticipation a crisis arose, and a chill ran down his spine.
He then followed his instincts and charged forward.
After dodging the bite, Zhang Rongfang turned around and naturally noticed the Sea Dragon God behind him.
"Sea Dragon God!?" he asked.
But the other party did not respond at all, only letting out a low growl like a wild beast, and its huge body pounced on him again.
"It's no use. She's been ruined by being kept in captivity. The state of the believers determines the state of the Void, and the Gods and Buddhas residing in the Void will ultimately be affected as well. This is the principle of mutual dependence," White Scale sighed.
"Besides, the Sea Dragon God, if I remember correctly, was originally just a wild god, but later, because of its special characteristics, it was recorded as Manifest God," White Scale said.
"So, we can't communicate?" Zhang Rongfang asked in surprise, dodging the Sea Dragon God's attack once again.
"Yes. But we have to communicate in her way," White Scale said.
'How did she do it?'
'Exchange during intercourse.'
'!??'
Zhang Rongfang dodged another huge upward tail swing with a quick movement.
Large swathes of blue water stirred up eddies of varying sizes in the surrounding water.
The Enemy Anticipation strike was enhanced by anticipating the opponent's move a second in advance, thus informing him of it.
This exaggerated prediction far exceeded Zhang Rongfang's own expectations.
The Sea Dragon God's tail lashed and churned through the water like a torrential downpour, but Zhang Rongfang easily dodged each attack.
After dozens of strikes, the Sea Dragon God finally lost his temper.
All the water around its body began to freeze and condense into ice.
The ice layer spread rapidly, converging on Zhang Rongfang in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Rongfang wanted to hide, but all the water around him was turning into ice, making it impossible for him to escape.
These ice layers, even a slight touch, cause a burning pain in the heart.
It doesn't harm the body, but directly damages the mind and spirit!
"Never mind."
He stood still, staring at the Sea Dragon God in the center of the white ice. The ice was rapidly closing in on him.
For a moment, it seemed as if there was nowhere to hide, only waiting to die.
Raise your hand.
Zhang Rongfang's palm was aimed at the Sea Dragon God.
"Blood Lotus".
Suddenly, a wave of air emanated from him, dispersing the water flow.
Zhang Rongfang's height jumped from 1.8 meters to 6 meters in the blink of an eye, and three Blood Lotus suddenly Blooming behind him, covering his entire body.
Almost simultaneously, three enormous afterimages shot out from his back like rockets.
The Blood God with five eyes.
The Wish Woman was dressed entirely in white, her face deathly pale.
The pure White Scale of the one-eyed python's body.
The Da Ling Desire Heaven, with its dragon head and human body, was nowhere to be seen.
Zhang Rongfang seemed to be deep in thought, but seeing the three Remnant God rush out and collide with the Sea Dragon God, he temporarily put aside the Da Ling Desire Heaven that had not yet emerged and waited for the outcome.
The three Remnant God collided head-on with the charging Sea Dragon God.
Amidst a tremendous roar.
The ice layer beside the Sea Dragon God shattered instantly, like countless panes of glass.
Deep blue ribbons mixed with ice were wrapped around her body.
These ribbons spun rapidly around her, like a chainsaw, emitting a chilling scraping sound as they relentlessly sliced through the flesh of her surrounding opponents.
As time passed, the battle between the Three Remnant God and the Sea Dragon God intensified, and its influence expanded over a wider area.
This was the first time Zhang Rongfang had ever seen Gods and Buddhas who could remain unharmed even when surrounded by multiple Remnant God.
'It seems that as I improve, the Gods and Buddhas around me are gradually falling behind my progress.' He suddenly understood the reason.
After all, what was attached to him was only the consciousness and divine will of Remnant God, not his true form.
However, when faced with the Sea Dragon God who now resides in a statue, this level of power finally ceases to be effective.
He sighed softly.
Zhang Rongfang raised his right hand, palm down.
"Blood River".
Swish! A large amount of thick, bloody liquid fell from his palm.
Like a waterfall of blood, it continuously expanded outwards from him in all directions.
In an instant, the surrounding deep blue water and blood came into contact, creating a large cloud of white mist and bubbles.
The blue water nearby was instantly stained red with blood.
But this time, it didn't completely resolve itself as Zhang Rongfang had hoped.
The water and blood clashed and eroded each other, producing a large number of dense bubbles that floated upwards.
He could feel his blood rapidly decreasing.
Similarly, the blue color in the seawater of the Sea Dragon God is also rapidly fading.
"A war of attrition?" Zhang Rongfang's eyes narrowed.
With his current Life Attribute of over a thousand points, it remains to be seen who will win between him and the Sea Dragon God.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes! Suddenly, the surrounding water dispersed, the mist disappeared, and the blue color faded.
An angry dragon roar exploded in Zhang Rongfang's ears.
The Doubtful Cloud Mist have finally been completely dispelled.
His vision blurred, and he was back in the Underground Palace.
Directly in front of him, facing the statue of the Sea Dragon God with a human face and a dragon body, was a magnificent sight.
Click.
A crack suddenly appeared on the head of the statue.
"Is it over?" White Scale's voice was tinged with weariness.
"The end?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly moved to the left, giving up his original position.
With a whoosh, a Red Spirit Thread pierced through his previous position, penetrating the Underground Palace wall and flying into an unknown depth.
Zhang Rongfang looked at the statue again. At this moment, the statue of the Sea Dragon God shattered completely, turning into a pile of bronze fragments that scattered all over the ground.
The original black and blue colors on its surface also disappeared automatically, turning into a uniform copper color.
"Now it's truly over," Zhang Rongfang said calmly.
"How did you know? The Sea Dragon God just launched a sneak attack!" White Scale couldn't understand.
She was clearly focused on Zhang Rongfang the whole time, but she had no idea how he cultivated and suddenly gained a lot of abilities.
The previous sonic attack was one example, as was the inexplicable, almost premonition-like dodge just now.
"I created my own martial arts," Zhang Rongfang replied.
"Created by yourself?!" White Scale was Central Capital astonished in the Void.
This thing's body structure is completely different from a human's, and you're telling me it's self-created?!
This is something martial arts can do!?
She's lived all these years, how come I've never seen her before?!
Zhang Rongfang smiled, ignored White Scale, and stepped closer to the statue.
This time, the statue fragments scattered across the ground had completely lost their former divine power. They lay quietly on the ground, just like ordinary objects.
These fragments might be useful as materials for crafting Demon Weapon.
He planned to pack them all up and take them with him.
As he approached, Zhang Rongfang's gaze suddenly paused, stopping on the back of one of the fragments.
"Where is that?!" The smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by solemnity and gravity.
He bent down and gently picked up the fragment, gazing at the row of symbols on the back of it.
"What is this?" White Scale noticed his unusual behavior. "Do you know him?"
"I don't know him," Zhang Rongfang replied.
"Why do you have that expression if I don't know you?" White Scale asked, puzzled.
'I've seen similar symbols before,' Zhang Rongfang replied softly.
He carefully tucked the fragment into his lower back.
The skin on the waist automatically secreted blood, which wrapped the fragments inside, forming a new small pocket attached to the blood robe.
"Let's go." Zhang Rongfang said no more, turned around, and walked towards the entrance of the Underground Palace.
Although the exchange just now was intense, in the end, it was merely a battle between the divine will and the will of God in the space of Doubtful Cloud Mist.
It has no impact on reality in itself.
The space shrouded in Doubtful Cloud Mist is actually quite wondrous.
It is isolated from reality, yet it can cause severe harm to living beings in reality; this is very much like a purely spiritual space.
Combined with the row of symbols Zhang Rongfang had just seen with his own eyes, and that eerie sense of familiarity, he began to have many guesses about the nature of Gods and Buddhas.
"Hey, you still haven't answered me. What did that symbol mean? You must have understood it, right?" White Scale was still calling out in his mind.
But Zhang Rongfang had already given up on paying attention to her.