Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman-Chapter 753 - 403: Rule Power! Destiny!

The Red Spirit King had not anticipated that his opponent would resort to such a trick.

Not only had he fused thousands of Spiritual Bodies and mastered the Divine Skills of these thousands of Spiritual Bodies,

but now he could also turn all these thousands of Spiritual Bodies into one!

This was essentially cheating!

The purple scepter illusion shattered the Desert Wolf Monster that had given up on resisting with all its might.

However, at the same time, it paused in mid-air and then exploded with a bang high above.

The shattering of the purple scepter illusion was just the beginning.

The strange fluctuations from the thousands of Return Damage Curse Spiritual Bodies

struck the Red Spirit King at virtually the same moment.

Instantly!

The armor on the Red Spirit King, already cracked, emitted a piercing scream from the helmet before it collapsed.

This was followed by the shoulder guards, hand armor, and leg armor...

Even the Red Spirit King’s most important Protective Jade Pendant crumbled to dust.

But even this was not enough!

The Red Spirit King himself burst into purple flames, emitting a wolf howl that tore through the sky.

Inside the Red Spirit King’s Small World,

the people of the Desert Wolf tribe, who thought they could quietly slack off in this safest place,

suddenly discovered that the Small World was suddenly riddled with spatial cracks.

And then, from these cracks, burst forth purple flames that could utterly obliterate the soul of a Desert Wolf upon touch!

The Red Spirit King also sensed the dire state within its Small World, but it was now in no position to save itself.

With its domain collapsing and Protective Divine Artifact disintegrating after being hit by a counterattack,

the Red Spirit King immediately felt those strange lumps of flesh appearing inside its body.

Even within its stomach, it suddenly felt the sensation of fetal movement.

Startled, the Red Spirit King hastily channeled its Great Mana to seal off those lumps of flesh, stopping the weird suction force of the enemy.

It was at this moment that the Red Spirit King’s heart stirred, sensing the arrival of external help.

To its relief, it recognized that the newcomer was that Unparalleled Genius of the Desert Wolf tribe, the first wolf beneath the Heavenly Demons of the Demon Alliance!

The White Desolate King also sensed the Red Spirit King’s condition, but sighed and refrained from entering the Red Spirit Realm to help.

Instead, he silently took out a Bronze Disc.

Looking at the golden Immortal Text that emerged on the disc, the White Desolate King spoke a difficult Spell.

Suddenly, with the Bronze Disc emitting strange ripples,

the countless Small Worlds and Small Thousand Worlds, on all sides of this Red Spirit Realm,

began to resonate with it.

"Sorry, Red Spirit King, dealing with the Abyss Monarch, saving you would be too costly, my Desert Wolf tribe can’t afford it."

"To ensure safety, I must activate the Ten Absolute Heaven Destruction Array, which I’ve held in reserve, to completely destroy the Red Spirit Realm."

Regret filled his heart, as the White Desolate King couldn’t help but feel some sorrow.

For this Red Spirit Realm and this corner of the Desert Wolf tribe’s home, he had invested much of his efforts.

How could such a bewildering Abyssal invasion have occurred?

It seemed like the will of heaven was toying with wolves.

The White Desolate King had not unearthed any earlier memories from the Purple-haired Wild Wolf,

and in the short term, couldn’t figure out that the Abyss had been summoned.

At most, he might later consider this as but one of the myriad possibilities...

...

The Red Spirit King waited for a while but didn’t notice the genius descending from the outside world.

And as a certain fluctuation arrived, a great terror overcame him.

The Red Spirit King’s face changed slightly, realizing what the genius intended to do, and he hurriedly rushed towards the sky.

But!

The White Fat Worm, having been harmed, somewhat slimmed down, and now more aggressive, was not willing to let this enemy go.

Moreover, as a Mahayana Realm powerhouse, the Red Spirit King was the White Fat Worm’s designated optimal host.

In an instant, dozens of flesh-antennae stretched out from the dark meatball.

After firing out, these antennae vanished into spatial cracks.

When they reappeared, they had already surrounded the Red Spirit King.

"Scatter!"

The Red Spirit King swung his scepter, smashing the obstructing flesh-antennae.

But after destroying just one or two, the Red Spirit King noticed that the lumps of flesh sealed within his body seemed to have received a huge boost.

They suddenly broke through the seal.

Then, the Red Spirit King’s strong body likewise began to swell.

"No!"

The Red Spirit King’s expression changed as he spat out black blood.

Immediately, more flesh-antennae wound around the Red Spirit King’s body, pulling him forcefully from the sky and stuffing him into the black meatball.

In the Red Spirit King’s Small World, those of the Desert Wolf tribe who had just survived the ordeal of the purple fires sensed an eerie change in their world.

The land and the sky, all things, seemed to be dissolving, turning into a sticky black liquid.

Just like them, the people of the Desert Wolf tribe were also gradually melting along with the world around them.

The White Fat Worm showed a hint of joy, lingering around the black meatball.

It disregarded the impending great terror,

convinced that the new offspring born under the Fertility Path would be an extraordinary creation.

Once this creation was complete, it was sure to receive a reward from the Master of Fertility, moving another step closer to becoming an Angel Envoy!

Meanwhile, outside.

Under the guidance of the White Desolate King,

all the Small Worlds started to move.

It began slowly, and then gradually picked up speed.

At last, these Small World bubbles even emitted a dangerous red glow.

From a distance, it looked like thousands of red glowing spots were flying in unison towards an egg.

That was the fail-safe the White Desolate King left when setting up the array,

using the surrounding Small Worlds, originally intended as resource pools and pastures, as a final move.

They would sacrifice everything, to collide with the Red Spirit Realm, to make sure that all turned to nothingness.

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