"Let's eat!"
Nezha's innocent shout that day was like the God of Death's pre-dinner prayer, echoing in the dead silence Chaos Boundary.
He Three Heads and Six Arms Eternal Demon Venerable Dharma Form, took a step forward.
This step crushed Void, and also crushed Time Demon God Shichen's last A Trace fantasy.
"No..."
The ball of light that was nailed to River of Time by Fire-Tipped Spear emitted weak and desperate fluctuations of will.
Nezha stretched out a hand burning with Demon Flame and held the ball of light.
It's not the touch of flesh and blood.
It's more like holding a mass of concepts that are constantly struggling and changing shapes.
"Master's order is to cramp, skin, and bones."
Nezha The main face in the middle still has a bright smile, like a child who got a favorite toy.
"Your tendons are your Timeline."
"Your skin is your Great Dao brand."
"Your bones are the basis of your existence Origin."
"I'm tired of playing."
As he spoke, he slowly raised the ball of light to the mouth of one of Demon Venerable Dharma Form's faces.
The mouth opened slowly.
In the mouth, there is no tongue and no teeth.
There is only a deep, extremely deep, swirling blackness.
That's not an organ.
That is a singularity connected to End Times, an absolute nothingness that exists only for "swallowing"!
"So, just eat it in one bite."
The smile on Nezha's face became extremely cruel at this moment.
He let go of his hand.
Time Demon God Shichen's Origin light group fell into the pitch black.
No chewing.
There wasn't even a sound.
The moment the light group came into contact with the pitch black, it was decomposed, pulled, and swallowed up, and disappeared without a trace.
Immediately afterwards.
Nezha's Demon Venerable Dharma Form, the mouth that swallowed Shichen Origin, closed.
There was a slight vibration in his throat.
As if tasting something.
"Hiccup..."
A slight, somewhat satisfied burp came from Demon Venerable Dharma Form's mouth.
Then.
Boom--!!!
A wave of Energy Storm that cannot be described in any words, composed purely of Time Law, burst out from Nezha's Demon Venerable Dharma Form body!
His Dharma Form is no longer just burning black Demon Flame.
Billions of silver light spots as fine as Stars burst out from every corner of Dharma Form, surrounding him and spinning rapidly!
Every light point is a Time Shard.
Every spot of light contains Shichen, the top Chaos Demon God, and his insights into the infinite years of Time Great Dao!
"It tastes... not bad."
Nezha licked his lips and narrowed his six eyes at the same time, showing an expression of enjoyment.
"It's just a little... mixed."
Self-Transformation into Freedom.
I am Furnace!
Nezha With a thought in his mind, a roar of Great Dao seemed to resound within the body of the towering Demon Venerable Dharma Form!
His own "Freedom" Dao Resonance turned into the most domineering refining power.
Those Time Law Fragment belonging to Shichen, in his body, were forcibly erased from the will of Shichen, crushed, reorganized, and defined as... belonging to Nezha's own power!
Click! Click! Click!
Waves of crisp sounds like chewing ice cubes came from Nezha's Dharma Form body.
That was Time Law, the whine it made when it was forcibly tamed and absorbed!
Nezha's aura, at this moment, began an unreasonable and crazy surge!
Behind him, Void began to appear wrinkles and distortions visible to the naked eye.
That is his existence, which has begun to become "heavy", so heavy that even Chaos itself is a little overwhelmed!
He didn't just absorb the power of Shichen.
He is... seizing!
Strip the concept of "Time Demon God" from the corpse of Shichen, and then put it on your own body!
From now on, he Nezha can also be time!
This scene caused the Primordial World sentient beings and Divine Soul below who had already fallen into numbness to suffer another heavy blow.
Swallowed alive...Chaos Demon God?
What is this Cultivation Technique?
What kind of monster is this?!
Sect Master Tongtian The muscles on that old face were twitching uncontrollably.
What he cultivates is the Immortal Slaying Sword way, the Slaughter way.
But the Slaughter he understood was annihilation, which was Destruction.
What the nephew showed before him was something even more terrifying than Slaughter - it was to devour and make the enemy his own, including his skin and bones, and the meaning of his existence... plunder!
This has gone beyond their understanding of the word "cultivation".
And deeper in the Chaos Sea.
Those Old Ones who spied on this place through secret methods, Divine Sense are screaming like crazy.
"What is he doing?!"
"He's eating Shichen! He's eating a whole Great Dao!!"
"Madmen! These madmen! Not only did they massacre Demon God, they also... also ate Demon God!!!"
"Quick! Cut off the prying eyes! Stop looking! I feel my Dao Fruit is shaking! It's scared!!"
Fear!
Unprecedented fear!
If we say that Yang Jian killed hundreds of gods with one sword, it brought them shock and despair of power.
So, the scene of Nezha swallowing Shichen alive brought them the most primitive fear of "natural enemies" derived from the essence of life!
In the eyes of these Temple Envoys, they are not opponents of the same level.
It's... food!
It is walking and can be used to enhance Cultivation... a great medicine!
This knowledge makes them feel more crushed and horrified than killing them directly.
At this moment, Demon Venerable Dharma Form of Nezha completed the preliminary refining of Shichen Origin.
The aura on his body has risen to a whole new, terrifying level.
All six of his eyes opened at the same time.
Burning in two of the eyes is black Demon Flame.
The other two are flowing with golden Divine Power.
And what was reflected in the last two was a rushing, illusory River of Time!
He just glanced at it casually.
The hundreds of millions of Chaos Beasts that were already in chaos and ready to flee suddenly froze in place.
Their thoughts and actions were forcibly "suspended" in this eye.
Time, under the will of Nezha, has pressed a pause for the creatures in this area.
"Get one."
Nezha's Demon Venerable Dharma Form slowly dissipated and turned back into the handsome boy.
He carried the Fire-Tipped Spear that was still inserted diagonally into the River of Time, as if he had won a game, he walked towards Yang Jian with satisfaction.
"Senior Brother, this old guy's bones are all gone and he can't feed the dog anymore."
He scratched his head in distress.
Yang Jian just looked at him calmly, and his eyes fell on the millions of Chaos Beasts who were immobilized.
"It doesn't matter."
"These are also bones."
His voice determines the final destination of Countless Living Beings.
At this moment, a gentle and steady voice came from the direction of Heavenly Court, resounding throughout the battlefield.
"Thank you for your hard work, nephew."
"I won't bother you two to do this little thing."
The voice fell.
A Daoist wearing a brocade robe, a rich face, and three long beards under his chin appeared in front of the two of them.
It is Zhao Gongming.
He nodded slightly at Yang Jian and Nezha, with a gentle smile on his face.
But behind that smile, there is an unquestionable majesty.
He glanced at the billions of Chaos Beasts and shook his head slightly, as if he was looking at a bunch of unsightly garbage.
"Master Xijing."
"It's too dirty to leave these things here."
He slowly raised his hand.
Twenty-Four Black Beads, which exuded the aura of sinking and Finality, slowly emerged in his palm.