Out of Control! Morning Star Tier Old Monster

"Give it back!"

Su Jingtian suddenly thrust out a withered arm, trying to snatch the ancient book from Su Ziyu's hand. When Su Ziyu nimbly evaded him, the old man became somewhat enraged with embarrassment. Two points of light flickered in his eye sockets, and then two arms crawled out!

With a squelch, the two pallid arms spread their palms, and eyeballs grew from their centers.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

Countless worms seemed to writhe beneath the black robe, swelling incessantly before pallid arms thrust out one after another, leaving distinct little holes in the robe.

Without exception, every newly grown arm split open in places, sprouting eyeballs.

The All-Seeing True Eye silently opened. Su Jingtian's Mental Body had already turned completely black!

Moreover, his spirituality was rising madly. Even after reaching Half-Step Morning Star, it continued accumulating. Invisible currents swirled above his head, forming a vortex-like phenomenon. The sky itself seemed to darken, and the bright sunlight streaming through the window instantly dimmed.

"Morning Star... Old Days... Stellar Force... the stars return to their places... Awakening!"

Su Jingtian threw back his head, shouting something unintelligible. Countless motes of spiritual light streamed in through the window and gathered in the vortex above his head, making it even larger and its aura even more terrifying.

Roar!

With a low roar, an invisible circular shockwave spread outward, toppling bookshelves and shattering jars, bottles, and lightbulbs.

An invisible blast of wind swept over like blades slicing at the face, only to be blocked by the suddenly raised Wall of Eternal Night. It surged past on either side, leaving mottled marks across the surrounding walls.

"He... advanced?!"

Su Ziyu froze for a moment, then hurriedly condensed two dark spears and hurled them over. Yet they were stopped thirty centimeters away from Su Jingtian, then twisted apart and dispersed by invisible spiritual pressure.

The other man's aura surged relentlessly upward. It felt as though he was charging at some threshold, spirituality overflowing and battering the surroundings wildly.

"Old Days... power..."

Su Jingtian's lips quivered as he spoke in a low voice. The eyeballs on his arms and in his palms rolled about erratically, as if examining something.

Motes of spirituality condensed until they seemed tangible, drilling into the places on Su Jingtian's body where eyeballs had grown from every angle. Those eyes seemed covered by an illusory veil as spirituality scattered and reassembled, repeatedly blocking Su Ziyu's successive attacks.

A hoarse, muffled roar rang out. Su Jingtian clenched both fists, his body beginning to twist. His pallid arms stretched like rubber as he charged at Su Ziyu.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Su Ziyu had been prepared and dodged aside. Long, savage craters were left where he had just stood.

When he looked back, he found that Su Jingtian had somehow dropped to the floor. Within his hollow body, a heart like a black gemstone beat incessantly, while his face was filled with hatred.

He had lost control...

Su Ziyu muttered.

He had lost control in order to advance to Morning Star...

Still, Su Jingtian had indeed touched the threshold of Morning Star and could borrow a trace of Astral Might, causing his life processes to undergo a complete transformation.

Bang!

Whoosh!

The arms on Su Jingtian's body whipped outward continuously, soft as tentacles. Some could bend and snap with abandon, pursuing Su Ziyu as though they had no bones.

Su Ziyu easily dodged the encircling assault of those pale arms, moving like a ghost. His opponent seemed angered as well. The eyeballs on his arms and the single eyes in his palms all turned savage, firing beam after beam of evil light.

Bang!

Boom!

The Wall of Eternal Night shattered again and again. Su Ziyu leaped into the air and flipped his body midair. The beams grazed past his arm and clothes. At that moment, sunlight shone in through the window once more, and his shadow below covered Su Jingtian.

With a splash, as though some creature had been swimming through a shadow pool and suddenly broke the surface, a pair of sharp scissors pierced Su Jingtian's abdomen from below, driving upward straight through him. No blood spurted out—only the sound of bones cracking.

Su Jingtian let out a wail and ran to the side, revealing the gaping hole in his abdomen. Aside from bones, rows of mouths had grown inside it. They bared uneven, blackish-yellow teeth, their tiny mouths seeming to whisper something—as if recounting the most vicious curses in the world.

Su Ziyu's spirituality suddenly stirred. He deftly rolled across the ground, and a ball of flame abruptly erupted where he had just been standing, sprouting stake-like spikes.

He had forgotten that his Second Granduncle had once been an outstanding sorcerer as well.

Then even more spikes and palms emerged from the floor. The spikes were dense as thorns, while the black nails on the palms resembled sharp daggers. It was like passing through a trap strewn with brambles.

Su Ziyu formed a spell sign, the Wall of Eternal Night shielding his body. At the same time, he threw out several clusters of Netherworld Ghostfire, burning all those spikes and the like to ashes.

He also hurled a dark spear at the bookshelf by the window. Half the shelf collapsed, and the room was plunged into complete darkness...

Shadows and darkness were the domain of the Void Shadow Beast.

The Void Shadow Beast merged into the darkness again, while Su Ziyu used the same skill. Both vanished from the room as Su Jingtian sniffed like a beast catching a scent, controlling arm after arm to overturn countless objects.

Pitch-black darkness, with undercurrents surging.

Whoosh!

A bright pair of scissors flew out from a tricky angle, severing several of Su Jingtian's arms before plunging deep into one of the mouths in his abdomen. Yet the other mouths came to their senses and resumed quivering, continuously murmuring in all kinds of voices. They were chanting the incantations of various spells.

With a splash, the Void Shadow Beast leaped into the shadows like a goldfish and vanished once more. Spikes also appeared where it had just been.

Su Jingtian's combat instincts seemed exceptionally sharp. Although he could not see his target, he still used spells to form a small circle around himself, which rotated constantly.

Buzz!

Whoosh!

The scissors embedded in Su Jingtian's abdomen gave off a buzzing sound, then suddenly flew up and traced a dazzling arc through the air. Su Jingtian's eyeballs shifted, but he was not distracted by them. Strange murmurs rose from his abdomen again.

A flaming tornado erupted around him before spreading outward. The window was completely destroyed, and sunlight poured in once more, bathing the ruined study in crimson.

He quickly surveyed his surroundings but found no trace of Su Ziyu. His terrifying face seemed to grow savage in an instant.

With his back to the sunlight, he raised both hands over his head. A string of orderly yet bizarre incantations came from his abdomen, as if he were summoning something.

Rumble!

Boom!

At several locations in the dim room, pillars of light actually pierced straight through the roof and crashed down, brightly illuminating the little room.

Su Ziyu's figure gradually emerged as well—but behind Su Jingtian!