Primordial Ancient Serpent-Chapter 259: Slaughter Technique, Steal the Thief Calabash Shot!

Chapter 259 - 259: Slaughter Technique, Steal the Thief Calabash Shot!

To fully seize Pangu's body and refine him into a puppet, Slaughter Doomsday had to exert its full strength, causing its core to manifest and merge with Pangu.

After all, Pangu's power was immense. If Slaughter Doomsday did not go all out, success would be impossible.

Once it succeeded, it would gain the strongest enforcer, an unparalleled source of combat power, akin to wielding the ultimate weapon of slaughter.

Yet, it never anticipated that at this critical moment, Gu Chuan would stabilize the Prehistoric World and free his hand to launch an attack.

In an instant, Slaughter Doomsday found itself immobilized within the depths of Pangu's sea of consciousness, unable to move.

If this continued, the Chaos City Lord would capture and completely seal it away—an outcome utterly unacceptable.

"Zehahaha! Slaughter Doomsday, you want to take me away? Dream on! Prepare to die!"

Pangu laughed wildly, his eyes gleaming with exhilaration.

"Stop! Chaos City Lord, stop immediately! If you attack me, this Chaos Demon God Pangu will perish with me. Do you not value his life?"

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Slaughter Doomsday roared, attempting to intimidate Gu Chuan.

"Do it, fellow Daoist Gu Chuan. My life and death are insignificant, but this Slaughter Doomsday must be sealed. Otherwise, the entire Chaos World will be doomed."

Pangu faced death with equanimity, even smiling.

A shiver ran down Slaughter Doomsday's spine. It could sense Pangu's unwavering resolve—this Chaos Demon God was a lunatic, truly willing to sacrifice his own life to destroy it.

"As expected of Pangu. If that is your resolve, then I shall bury both you and Slaughter Doomsday in eternal darkness."

Gu Chuan nodded. He extended his hand, emanating an overwhelming divine power.

It was as if his palm grasped the entire cosmos, capable of shattering the fabric of chaos and time. At the same time, it exuded an unparalleled sealing force.

Once ensnared, Slaughter Doomsday would be sealed in endless darkness—an outcome it refused to accept.

"You lunatics! I refuse to play this game with you any longer! Just you wait—next time, I will surely annihilate you! This is only the beginning!"

Slaughter Doomsday made a ruthless decision. Whether it took billions or trillions of epochs, as long as it lived, it would return to slaughter both the Chaos City Lord and Pangu.

Never before had it suffered such a devastating loss.

Boom!

In an instant, Slaughter Doomsday retracted all its power. It severed a part of itself to escape, abandoning a vast portion of its strength to break free from the restraints of the Grand Stasis Technique.

At that moment, it transcended the constraints of time and space, ascending to a higher-dimensional existence. Simultaneously, it transformed into a black sphere of light, rapidly merging into the chaotic spacetime in an attempt to flee.

"Trying to escape?"

Gu Chuan's gaze turned icy. At this juncture, how could he let Slaughter Doomsday flee? The devastation it had wrought was unimaginable—this creature had to die.

In the blink of an eye, he flicked his finger, unleashing the power of the Petrification Doomsday. The force pierced through the chaotic spacetime, enveloping Slaughter Doomsday in an inescapable curse.

"Foolish Chaos City Lord! Do you think you can catch me?"

Slaughter Doomsday sneered, but as it attempted to escape, its expression twisted in sheer horror.

"Damn it! How?! Why can you wield the power of the Petrification Doomsday?! How is this possible?!"

Terror gripped it as the petrification curse spread, invading its very core. In an instant, a vast portion of its power was consumed, threatening to completely petrify its essence.

Panic seized Slaughter Doomsday's mind. It was inconceivable! How could this insignificant being manipulate the power of Doomsday itself? It defied all logic!

"Nothing is impossible. Doomsday's power is merely a force at a higher level. Once the principles are understood, it can be wielded—and even created."

Gu Chuan spoke calmly, his gaze serene, as though everything was within his grasp.

"You... you monster! You're too dangerous!"

Slaughter Doomsday was in shock. It had never expected a being from within the Gate to be so terrifying. Despite his limited strength and level, he dared to analyze and manipulate the power of Doomsday itself. This was an unfathomable existence.

Given time to grow, Gu Chuan might one day unravel all Doomsday powers and annihilate them completely.

"Unfortunately for you, my level as Slaughter Doomsday is far superior to Petrification Doomsday. The power of petrification alone cannot affect me!"

Slaughter Doomsday roared as it unleashed its ultimate ability—the Grand Slaughter Technique.

This was the essence of its power, a killing technique boundless in its terror. It could plunder the strength of countless beings, devour the energy of entire civilizations, and absorb immeasurable negative energy.

It could even slay all living things, sever karma, and destroy the very fabric of time and space.

Once activated, annihilation would descend upon all creation. This was its strongest supernatural ability—its ultimate trump card, only to be used in absolute desperation, as recovery from its exertion took eons.

The moment this power erupted, all petrification energy was obliterated and scattered into nothingness.

"At last, you've revealed your strongest technique."

Gu Chuan smiled slightly. His All-Seeing Eye penetrated all mysteries—he had long foreseen Slaughter Doomsday's move.

"What?!"

A chill ran through Slaughter Doomsday. It felt as if it had walked into a trap, yet it couldn't pinpoint the exact danger.

"Now, Calabash—strike!"

At that moment, Gu Chuan transmitted his divine will to the Thief Calabash.

Having waited patiently, the Thief Calabash suddenly whistled and unleashed an invisible void force, instantly capturing Slaughter Doomsday.

"What's yours is now mine. Your technique is quite powerful—I shall take it and perfect it."

"What?!"

Slaughter Doomsday was horrified. If it had a face, it would have turned pale as death. It was utterly terrified.

Because it realized—its power was vanishing. No, its most fundamental supernatural abilities were being stolen by a shameless, brazen thief.

Its Grand Slaughter Technique had disappeared without a trace, as if erased from existence. In that instant, it had lost all its power. Escape was no longer an option.

Never in its entire existence had it encountered such an absurd and horrifying event. The power of Doomsday itself had been stolen—by a mere magic treasure.

Panic.

For the first time in its life, Slaughter Doomsday experienced true, all-consuming panic.