Nian Nu'er's Nine Nether Floating Bridge shattered into a piece of blue light dust at the feet of Fang Mo. Her voice came from below, with a kind of anxiety that was being suppressed by all means.
"My lord, the output of the law in your body has returned to zero. If you continue to hold on, the meridians will be completely broken."
Fang Mo did not answer her. All his attention was focused on the closing crack above. God Slaying Saber was holding it in his hand. The light of the dragon pattern on the blade had dimmed to the point where it was almost invisible. His arms were shaking uncontrollably, not because of fear, but because of the instinctive spasm of his muscles after excessive exertion.
Seven days turned into three days.
Fang Dashan's clone said he couldn't last seven days.
But Fang Mo can't even stand up from here now, let alone do it again in three days.
Desolate Heaven's giant hand resumed its hanging posture above him, and the yellow-brown light seeping out from the gaps in the gray-white scales was thicker than before, like the venom secreted by a wounded beast after being angered, spreading over the entire body.
Fang Mo gritted his back molars and climbed up from the broken scales, when a low tremor came from the crack in his forehead.
Not the breath, not the word.
It is the lawful resonance produced by the accelerated closing of the crack. The wound opened by God Slaying Saber is healing at a speed far exceeding expectations. The dark golden mark planted by Prison Suppressor Anchor makes a sharp crunching sound under the squeeze of the healing tissue.
"The anchor point is being repelled." Nian Nu'er's voice changed, and his blue pupils shrank into two needles. "Its self-healing speed is more than three times faster than Record of Punishing Crimes estimated. The estimate of seven days of rooting is not accurate. My Lord, if we don't add a second knife now, the anchor point will be completely squeezed out within three days."
Fang Mo looked down at his right hand holding the knife. There was no feeling in the five fingers. Prison Suppressor Patterns was flickering faintly in the palm of his hand. The frequency was as slow as a Oil Lamp that was about to go out.
He raised his head and looked at the crack again.
Three hundred feet.
He just used Nian Nu'er's pontoon and Ember Emotion Soaring Step's continuous ejection to rush up the distance, but now he doesn't even have the strength in his legs to walk ten steps.
At this moment, there was a hot beating in his chest.
It's not the heart, but something deeper than the heart is beating.
Fang Mo looked down at his chest. Under the Flying Fish Robe fabric, a dark red light was swimming on the surface of the skin. The beating frequency was completely out of sync with the Five Viscera Divine Treasures circulation in his body, as if an independent heart was beating for him.
False God Embryo.
The carcass that he had captured in Block Gui, on which he had erased the emperor's mark and branded it with Prison Suppressor, had been quietly inhabiting his body, slowly gestating with Blood Fiend Pill and Prison Suppressor Law, and he had almost forgotten the existence of this thing.
"It's--" Nian Nu'er didn't finish his sentence.
The dark red light on Fang Mo's chest suddenly surged, and a translucent blood-red figure emerged from his chest. The figure's shape was somewhere between a baby and a teenager. Five Senses was vague, but its limbs were unusually slender. The whole body was covered with a dense layer of Prison Suppressor Patterns, which was exactly the same as the dark Golden Patterns on Fang Mo's body.
Demon Embryo was suspended in front of Fang Mo. The blurry face showed no expression, but its body was facing the closing crack above.
"Come back." Fang Mo said with a hoarse voice, "You are not mature yet. If you come out, you will die."
Demon Embryo did not move, and its blurred face turned to Fang Mo. Fang Mo saw two dark golden light spots in its eye sockets. The light spots contained an extremely primitive emotion - not fear, not hesitation, but something Fang Mo had seen countless times in the mirror.
Killing intent.
Nian Nu'er's voice came from below, with unprecedented urgency, "Lord, it is using your Prison Suppressor brand to read your will. It knows what you want to do, and it wants to go up for you."
Fang Mo's lips moved and he was about to speak.
Desolate Heaven's giant hand moved again at this moment.
It wasn't a slow clenching of fists, but the five fingers were opened at the same time, with the fingertips pointing down, aiming at the position of Fang Mo - the Annihilation Aura poured down from between the fingers again, thicker, heavier and faster than before, like an invisible wall hitting his head at a free falling speed.
Fang Mo's Five Viscera Divine Treasures was already empty. Prison Suppressor Patterns's defense was almost non-existent in the face of this level of attack. His body began to retreat driven by the survival instinct, but his legs no longer obeyed his orders.
Demon Embryo moved.
Its body exploded into a dark red Blood Mist in front of Fang Mo. Blood Mist quickly reorganized in the air, condensing into a hemispherical shield with a diameter of more than five feet, covering Fang Mo's entire body. The densely packed Prison Suppressor Patterns on the surface of the shield all lit up at the same time, emitting a dazzling dark golden light.
The sound of Annihilation Aura hitting the shield was not a collision, but an almost absolute dissolution - Demon Embryo's flesh and blood began to decompose at a speed visible to the naked eye the moment it came into contact with Annihilation Aura, spreading downward from the top of the shield, and the metal Prison Suppressor Patterns seemed to have been broken by acid Eroding one by one.
Fang Mo stood inside the shield, watching the blurry face gradually melt away on the back of the shield. Demon Embryo didn't make any sound. It didn't even make a struggling movement. It just tried its best to maintain the shape of the shield, like a silent sentry executing the last order.
The right half of the shield shattered first, and the dark red flesh and blood turned into powder and dissipated in the air. Demon Embryo's right arm and right half of the torso were completely evaporated in Annihilation Aura. The dark golden sparks splashed out when Prison Suppressor Patterns broke fell on Fang Mo's face, leaving a series of small burn marks.
"That's enough." Fang Mo's voice was squeezed out from the deepest part of his throat. His right hand could no longer hold God Slaying Saber, and the handle of the knife slipped from between his fingers, but his left hand - the left hand that was fused with Rebellious Abnormal God King's entire arm - caught the knife before it fell.
The gray twisted lines on the left arm light up at the same time.
Only the last third of Demon Embryo's shield is left. Most of its body has been cut off, leaving only the left half of the torso and a shaky head that still maintain the remaining arc of the shield. The two dark golden light spots are still bright, still facing the direction of Fang Mo.
Fang Mo said no more.
He held the knife in his left hand and stepped on the last fragment of the Demon Embryo shield. Chaos Law poured from his left arm into the scales on the soles of his feet, and the direction of the scales was forcibly reversed again - but this time the ejection was not upward.
It's forward.
It is in the direction of Desolate Heaven's giant hand that is releasing Annihilation Aura.
Fang Mo's body flew out in an almost horizontal trajectory close to the edge of Annihilation Aura. The last fragment of Demon Embryo's shield was completely shattered the moment he left. The half-remaining head turned into the last dark red light spot in Annihilation Aura, falling towards Abyss below.
But Fang Mo is no longer in the shield position.
He walked between the fingers of the giant hand, holding God Slaying Saber in his left hand. Chaos Law flipped all the air structures around him. Annihilation Aura could not find normal matter to melt in the area of Chaos Law, and was forced to bypass the one-foot range around his body.
The wrist, forearm, elbow joint of the giant hand - he climbed up along Desolate Heaven's arm, stepping on the short "blind spot" created by Chaos Law with every step, and the gaps in the scales were turned into springboards for ejection under his feet.
His speed is not fast, it is countless times slower than when he used the Nian Nu'er pontoon, but every step is extremely precise, like a person walking on the edge of a knife, he can't make a mistake in one step.
Eighty feet.
One hundred and twenty feet.
Two hundred feet.
The crack in his forehead was right above him, and had been closed until only the last half-foot gap remained. The dark golden Prison Suppressor Anchor mark was looming in the gap, and the healing tissue was squeezed out bit by bit.
Fang Mo's left hand raised God Slaying Saber high. There was no Geng Gold Killing Aura, no Nine Nether Black Water, no Seven Emotions Karma Fire, nothing on the blade - Five Viscera Divine Treasures was empty. There was only one thing he could put into this sword now.
Chaos Law.
Pure, unadulterated power of Chaos Law from any other laws.
Gray twisted lines spread from his left arm to the handle of the knife, from the handle to the blade, and from the blade to the tip. The entire God Slaying Saber turned into a strange gray-black color under the influence of Chaos Law. What extended from the blade was not light, but a circle of spatial distortion visible to the naked eye.
He thrust the knife into the crack.
Not to chop, not to chop, but to stab.
It was inserted into the half-foot-wide gap as accurately as a key was inserted into a keyhole. The tip of the knife directly touched the anchor point - the dark golden mark planted by Prison Suppressor Law. The process of being repelled stopped under the impact of Chaos Law.
Because Chaos Law did something.
It flips the direction of crack healing.
The cracks that were originally closed began to open in reverse under the action of Chaos Law. The growing new tissues retracted on both sides of the cracks like a video played backwards, and the pressure around the anchor point suddenly disappeared.
At this moment, Desolate Heaven's entire body let out the most terrifying howl Fang Mo had ever heard in his life. The howl did not come from his mouth, but oozed out from the gaps in each scale at the same time. The frequency was so high that Fang Mo's eardrums ruptured on the spot, and dark red blood poured out of his ears.
The giant hand finally stopped pointing downwards and slapped toward his forehead - Fang Mo was standing in the path of the slap.
He couldn't pull out the knife.
Chaos Law is maintaining the reverse opening of the crack, and his left hand must hold the handle of the knife without letting go.
The palm, which was bigger than the city wall, struck at him with the power to destroy the world. Before the wind of the palm arrived, Fang Mo's Flying Fish Robe had been torn into pieces.
He didn't close his eyes.
He lowered his head and looked at Abyss three hundred feet away from his feet. There was a falling dark red light spot there.
The wreckage of Demon Embryo.
Fang Mo's right hand - the right hand that had no strength left, Prison Suppressor Patterns in the palm suddenly lit up at this moment.
It wasn't him who prompted it, it was Prison Suppressor Law itself that was giving instructions to the dark red light spot.
The moment before the giant palm was slapped down, a blood-red mist suddenly emerged from the space under Fang Mo's feet. The mist condensed into a broken hand - only the left palm and half of the forearm, covered with cracks. Prison Suppressor Patterns stretched out from below and grabbed Fang Mo's ankle.
Then pull him down.
The giant palm struck the crack, and Fang Mo's body was out of the range of the slap at the same moment as it was pulled down. His left hand was forcibly pulled away from the handle of the knife, leaving God Slaying Saber in the crack.
The wind roared in his ears, and the dark red broken palm dragged his ankle and fell at high speed. Fang Mo looked down at the hand while falling, and saw the Prison Suppressor Patterns that were still pulsing weakly on the wrist section.
Demon Embryo is not completely dead.
It used the last half of its life to pull him out from under its giant palm.
Fang Mo fell to the ground in the hemispherical space. Demon Embryo's remaining left hand completely lost its light after completing this action and turned into a ball of dark red flesh, paralyzed next to his ankle, motionless.
There was a deafening crash from above - Desolate Heaven's huge palm slapped the crack in his forehead, and also slapped the God Slaying Saber that was left in the crack into the crack.
Fang Mo was lying on the ground, with blood oozing out from every part of his body. There was only a buzzing in his ears, but the corners of his mouth were bent under the blood and dust.
God Slaying Saber is still in the cracks.
The knife and Chaos Law were inserted into the core wound by Desolate Heaven himself.
Nian Nu'er stumbled to him and squatted down, his blue pupils full of disbelief.
"My lord, you did it on purpose."
Fang Mo didn't answer. His consciousness had begun to blur, but before he completely fell into darkness, he raised his right hand that had lost strength and pressed it on the dark red flesh next to his ankle.
Prison Suppressor Patterns in the palm of my hand lights up, weakly but steadily.
"Accept."
The ball of flesh turned into a dark red light and sank into his palm.