You can't be mistaken!
Although he wasn't a sorcerer, he could clearly sense that the surrounding spiritual energy was decreasing very quickly, and it wasn't just in one place; as their battle location shifted, the spiritual energy in that area was decreasing rapidly.
Spiritual energy is extremely difficult to control. If a sorcerer can control it, they are basically invincible. This is because if a sorcerer can drain the spiritual energy from a place, even the more advanced life forms in that place will be unable to move normally. Moreover, if spiritual energy can be controlled, this world will be completely monopolized by the strong, with the winner taking all and the weak having no way to survive.
Fortunately, God was merciful, as this crucial element was somewhat uncontrollable.
But this time it seems different.
Yes, it's different now!
The emperor could clearly feel that the surrounding spiritual energy was being artificially manipulated and rapidly decreasing, to the point where even a non- King Level like himself would have difficulty breathing. Only by constantly changing locations could he sustain his physical energy expenditure.
"What exactly is this?" The emperor's expression was solemn as he tried his best to dodge, but his body remained poised to fight at any moment!
"She probably doesn't directly control spiritual energy," King Xiang said in a low voice, "But rather, she can rapidly drain the spiritual energy from a specific area."
"How is this possible?" The emperor was stunned.
Spiritual energy is mixed with the elements, making it neither controllable nor easy to separate. To extract this portion of spiritual energy, you would have to extract the equivalent of more than ten thousand times the amount of elements. In other words, if you wanted to drain this portion of spiritual energy, you would have to drain at least ten thousand times the amount of air. What kind of lung capacity would that require?
"Although it seems unbelievable, it's very likely that's the case." As a seasoned Ghost King had climbed up from the level of a lowly ghost to this position, King Xiang had encountered countless evil spirits with bizarre abilities and had long since developed a keen sense of situational awareness for analyzing strange abilities.
Although the ability to absorb spiritual energy sounds incredible, he had climbed up from a little devil and was already used to all sorts of incredible abilities.
"Her breathing was very long; I noticed it just now. It was almost more exaggerated than the Kunpeng of the Dragon Palace in a single breath. And although her breathing seemed slow, I felt that she was inhaling a considerable amount of air. She seemed to be able to control spiritual energy to gather around her and then quickly absorb that energy to circulate her power, which was now almost at the King Level!"
"Is that so?" The emperor was taken aback for a moment, but with his decisive nature, he immediately realized the truth and agreed with King Xiang's statement.
There's no point in dwelling on the incredulity now. The other party must have had a reason for pulling you into this false world, and in this world, anything that defies the norms of the normal world is reasonable.
This breath could absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, which would be impossible in the normal world, but not impossible here. The emperor had a feeling that this world was one with this woman, and the longer time went on, the stronger this feeling became. It seemed that if a little more time was wasted, this woman might be able to completely control everything in this world and exert all sorts of incredible influence.
For example, draining the world of its spiritual energy, rendering oneself completely immobile.
This seemed to explain all the doubts.
Why was the other side playing at a slow pace from the very beginning?
Why did she forgo eliminating herself several times, even when she had a significant advantage, in order to play it safe?
Why, as their strength grows, do they choose to slowly and methodically overcome their own limitations rather than engage in direct combat?
That's probably the reason!
If time continues to drag on, this false world will be completely controlled by the other party, and even oneself within this world will be manipulated by them.
I would have done the same. If you have such a secret technique, why fight so hard? Why take the risk when you can win by simply dragging things out?
"Senior, isn't your ability a bit too shameless?" the emperor couldn't help but say.
"Ha!" Kagura chuckled. Back when she was a homebody gamer, many people on forums complained about how shameless this skill was. She never expected to hear it from a native today. It really brought back memories.
"Surrender?" Kagura asked earnestly, "If you are willing to sign a contract and serve me, you can enjoy immortality and become a complete part of us!"
Upon hearing this, the Emperor laughed and said, "That's what the Black Queen said to me too. How dare you, senior, sign a contract with me?"
"I won't give you that loophole," Kagura laughed. "Once the contract is signed, you won't have a chance to go back on your word."
"Is that so?" The emperor took a deep breath, trying to hold it for as long as he could while the surrounding spiritual energy was still there.
"I refuse!"
"Why?" Kagura frowned. "It's a pity for someone like you to die here."
"Even after I die, there will be those more powerful than me. No matter how meticulous your plans are, no matter how many years you spend, humanity will never be enslaved forever!"
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" Myriad Phenomena?" The Empress looked at the High Priest in the distance, her brows furrowed. "What is that?"
"A secret technique you would never imagine," the High Priest sneered. "A terrifying technique. To this day, even the Ancient Demon Clan, which has never encountered the Buddha, has not inherited this secret technique. It is the foundation of the Buddha's 'One Flower, One World; One Leaf, One Bodhi' —a world entirely constructed by itself. Once someone is pulled into that world, no one has ever come out alive!"
"No one made it out alive?" The Empress narrowed her eyes. "Is that exaggerated?"
The Quefeng beside him frowned. "That's true, it turns out to be the Myriad Phenomena."
"Is it really as he said?" The Empress looked at Quefeng.
"Yes," the Quefeng nodded. Even someone as proud as him knew the wickedness of the Myriad Phenomena secret technique.
" With Myriad Phenomena's abilities, it's best to avoid them before the opponent attacks. If you can't avoid them, it's almost a dead end, especially when facing opponents of the same level; you basically have no chance of winning."
Why?
"This ability can pull you into his world, a world where all rules take precedence over him, including spiritual power. And as time goes on, the surrounding world will become increasingly obedient to him. He doesn't need to do anything; as long as he can stall long enough, he can directly use the rules of that world to annihilate you!"
"That sounds like a truly despicable secret technique," the Empress frowned, then asked doubtfully, "Isn't there a way to escape? Or a way to sabotage from within?"
"No!" Quefeng said with a wry smile, "This thing is a fake world. A fake world doesn't exist in reality. You outsiders can't find it at all. That's what's most despicable about it. A fake world can pull people in and harm real people, but outsiders can never find this place because it's fake. It's contradictory, isn't it? But that's how absurd it is!"
Empress: "."
"The only way to break this is to kill the creator of that world," the Quefeng whispered. "But that's even more difficult."
Why?
"For those whose level is far higher than the caster, the other party doesn't even need to pull anyone in. Once they enter their secret technique, no matter how powerful the outsiders are, they won't be able to find them. And anyone they manage to pull in is someone they are confident they can get in. That's why it's so difficult to kill the Buddha, and the rumor that no one can ever escape from the Myriad Phenomena has been passed down."
Upon hearing this, the Empress frowned even more deeply, glanced at the Quefeng and then at the elder, before shaking her head and saying, "That's not right."