The most troublesome thing about the monsters of the Dark Matter Sea was how hard they were to kill.
This readily brought a certain literary expression to mind-you cannot kill a dead man, boil a cup of boiling water, or freeze a block of ice.
Nonsense, but the principle was clear.
Those monsters had neither consciousness nor life to begin with. The principles behind their existence lay beyond human understanding. Even when chopped to pieces, their cells would turn into spores that could still infect. Only extremely intense light and heat, or higher-order weapons that cut those spores into minuscule pieces, could completely destroy their structures.
At least several thousand Half-Tails, along with the Dai Xu concealed among them, had been killed by the black-robed Daoist's flying sword. The disintegrating monsters became a storm of spores drifting everywhere over the planet's surface, and many settled on him.
The gray-black spores landing on his black Daoist robe readily brought another famous piece of doggerel to mind, something about a white dog swelling up.
Those spores retained their activity and could infect any life at any moment, yet they could not penetrate the black robe at all.
The spores landing on the Daoist's face and hands were instantly annihilated by invisible sword intent.
Invisible sword intent formed a barrier around the black-robed Daoist. Light scattered by the planet refracted slightly as it passed through, making it look like a halo of sacred radiance.
He was the Ascension One who had first arrived at the Dreamfire Industrial Base. He had been holding the situation here in check and had made several attempts to seal the Spatial Fissure through fusion erosion. Unfortunately, all had failed, and on two occasions the Fusion Erosion Device had exploded outright.
His face was somewhat pale now, his left