Rise to God with Life Skill Professions-Chapter 466 - 355: Crisis, the Only Way to Break the Deadlock

Chapter 466: Chapter 355: Crisis, the Only Way to Break the Deadlock

When the Evil Qi surged into the sky and formed a terrifying light pillar, a tremendous pressure instantly swept over.

Everyone present showed expressions of horror.

Even Qin An felt that the pressure was like a mountain collapsing and the sea overturning, giving him a strong sense of suffocation.

The face of Ancient Yi suddenly changed, as if recalling something, and displayed an expression of sudden realization: "I understand now, I finally know what he wants to do."

Long Tianxing’s face turned slightly pale and he turned his head, saying: "What exactly does he want to do? Although I’m only at Small Success of Shattering Void Realm, there’s no one in this Xunyang Prefecture who can make me feel this kind of pressure."

Princess Long San’s face was even more grave: "Why do I feel like two forces are merging?"

The rest of the people were in the Unity Realm, so their perception was not as intense.

Qin An’s gaze fell on Ancient Yi with a slight frown.

His sensation was more intense, just like Princess Long San had said earlier, from that towering Evil Qi Light Pillar, he felt two forces intertwining, seemingly continuously merging.

Ancient Yi gritted his teeth and said: "After he controlled half of the Ancient Battlefield relics, he actually cultivated a Pseudo-God with a Secret Technique, something I was unaware of."

"Cultivated a Pseudo-God?" Qin An frowned and said: "If that’s the case, could it be that there are two Pseudo-Gods at the Shattering Void Realm on their side?"

According to what Ancient Yi just said, if that’s true, besides the Black-Robed Pseudo-God, another half of the Ancient Battlefield relics turned into a Shattering Void Realm Pseudo-God.

Ancient Yi nodded, then shook his head: "Not only that, he is devouring that Pseudo-God."

"Devouring the Pseudo-God?"

Qin An’s eyes flashed: "So that’s why he waited so long, just to do this."

Ancient Yi nodded and said: "That’s right, if it was at full strength, this Pseudo-God would never be devoured, but he used insidious and vicious tactics, letting the Ancient Battlefield relics be continuously attacked by us, to thereby weaken that half of the Pseudo-God."

"And when we used corresponding tactics, he sent people over directly to die."

"Because according to the rules, when these demonic creatures of the Pseudo-God die, correspondingly, their camp will also be weakened, and at the same time, it will feed back into the other half of the Ancient Battlefield relics."

"Until now, that half of the Ancient Battlefield relics has been weakened to the extreme, and now he is devouring the Ancient Battlefield relics."

Qin An pondered: "At this time, he should be at his weakest, why not launch an attack now."

Jin Fengyu and others thought the same.

But just as they finished saying this, Ancient Yi sighed deeply in a very desolate manner.

"There’s no way, he has already succeeded, there’s no moment when he’s weakest."

As Ancient Yi said this, an extremely cold voice suddenly came from the other half of the Ancient Battlefield relics.

"That’s right, you have a keen eye, you know I’ve succeeded."

As the voice fell, in the distant sky, a figure flew over.

At first, it was only the size of a grain of rice, but in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of them.

The Black-Robed Pseudo-God wore a black robe, emitting an extremely terrifying pressure.

Ancient Yi’s breath caught: "Great Success of Shattering Void!"

This pressure was somewhat uncomfortable even for the three of them.

After all, neither Ancient Yi, Princess Long San, nor Long Tianxing had more than Small Success of the Shattering Void Realm.

The Black-Robed Pseudo-God saw the expression on Ancient Yi’s face and laughed loudly: "That’s right, I reached Great Success of the Shattering Void Realm with his help, now I am the strongest here, today’s battle, I will win."

Ancient Yi did not act recklessly, staring gravely at the Black-Robed Pseudo-God.

Currently, although both sides were in a standoff, Ancient Yi and Long Tianxing’s party were obviously at a disadvantage.

The terrifying oppressive feeling made the Mountain Patrol Generals present unable to move a finger.

The Black-Robed Pseudo-God raised his right hand, as if not in a hurry to kill them, but tightened his robe.

Subsequently, with a wave of his right hand, the black robe shattered into fragments, revealing his true form.

When Qin An saw the true form of the Black-Robed Pseudo-God, his pupils contracted slightly.

Beneath the black robe was a disgustingly grotesque, jelly-like body, multicolored as if sewn together.

And on the stitched body, every part was composed of Divine Souls.

Not only Qin An, but everyone else also had the same expression.

The Black-Robed Pseudo-God observed everyone’s expressions, caressing the Divine Souls on his body, with a slight mocking smile.

This mocking smile was not directed at Qin An and the others, but more like a mockery of himself.

"Ugly isn’t it? Yes, I know it’s ugly, but that’s how I am."

"Those above went to all lengths, spending countless years stitching together countless broken Divine Souls within me, creating me in the end, all for the sake of this so-called experiment."

These words made Qin An raise an eyebrow.

He deduced some reasons, the Black-Robed Pseudo-God seemed not to be naturally born but was created over countless years by those above.

The process of creation must have been extremely cruel.

Piece after piece of broken Divine Souls, sewn together by a special method, ultimately made the resentment form a Pseudo-God.

All of this, just to test the so-called Divine Soul Refining Body Skill.

This news was like a world-shattering secret, bringing silence to all the Mountain Patrol Generals present.

They were not fools, sitting in their positions, each conjured up the same scene as Qin An.

The Black-Robed Pseudo-God observed everyone’s eyes and laughed loudly: "Pitiful, do you think I’m pitiful? From birth until now, I’ve existed carrying such a mission."

"I’m afraid to defy those above and aware of my ugliness, but I can only execute their orders like a puppet."

No one answered, the silence continued.

At this moment, the Black-Robed Pseudo-God’s gaze turned to Qin An, a flash of indescribable anger in his eyes.

"It’s all because of you, this ugly form of mine, even the Pseudo-Gods dislike me, but my betrothed wife and I loved each other and could have been together forever, but she died by your hand!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone’s gaze fell on Qin An.

They could feel the black-robed Pseudo-God’s deep-rooted hatred for Qin An.

Qin An shook his head and said, "He didn’t die by my hand, but by his own. You need to understand this; if you hadn’t used your wife to plot against me, why would she have been left without a trace?"

The black-robed Pseudo-God’s hair and beard stood on end, the unstable power of divine soul flickering across his patched-up soul: "Nonsense, it wasn’t my fault but yours. If you hadn’t opposed me, why would I have sent her against you?"

"Why did she die, then?"

Qin An sneered, "Discussing right and wrong with a madman seems pointless."

"Madman, you call me a madman, yes, I am a madman!" The black-robed Pseudo-God raved, "But now this madman is about to kill all of you. Whether or not you killed my wife, once you die, I will have avenged her!"

At this point, the power of divine soul on the black-robed Pseudo-God began to interweave. Suddenly, without any warning, he pointed at Qin An from the air.

The terrifying power of divine soul continued to gather, forming a pillar of light, which shot towards Qin An.

At this moment, the Ancient Yi and others moved.

The three of them combined their Void Essence, forming a terrifying barrier in between.

"Boom!"

A thunderous explosion echoed, causing Jin Fengyu and the other Mountain Patrol Generals to take a step back, feeling as if their internal organs were churning under the shockwave from the confrontation.

This is the Void Shattering Realm.

The aftermath of such a battle is unbearable even for those in the Unity Realm.

Qin An operated the Nine-colored Phenomenon to block the remaining force, took a few steps back, and sneered, "It seems you’re impatient to take my head."

The black-robed Pseudo-God did not reply but glared at the Ancient Yi trio, saying darkly, "I’ll give each of you a chance. Reaching the Void Shattering Realm is not easy, but if you lose your lives here, all efforts are in vain."

"If you leave now, I’ll pretend today never happened, and I’ll return control of the Ancient Battlefield relics to you."

Every word carried a hint of temptation.

Under normal circumstances, perhaps everyone would be cautious and consider the benefits of opposing.

But the Ancient Yi trio was not in a normal situation.

Ancient Yi shook his head, "You’re like a tiger at my bedside. If you invaded the Ancient Battlefield relics once, there’ll be a second time. If I don’t kill you, I won’t have peace."

Long Tianxing said calmly, "You once dealt me a severe blow; there’s already karma between us. If I can’t kill you, my cultivation will be hindered by obsession."

Princess Long San continued, "Indeed, you injured me severely. If I leave now, wouldn’t it tarnish the Dragon Palace’s reputation?"

"I am a princess of the Dragon Palace. If I act like this and it becomes known, how can I retain my dignity in the Dragon Palace?"

Each of the three had their own thoughts.

For Ancient Yi and Long Tianxing, it was true; they had to kill the black-robed Pseudo-God.

Princess Long San’s situation was different.

If today’s events became known, and her hasty retreat was revealed, the Dragon Palace would surely think she disrespected its dignity, diminishing her authority there.

How would she then compete with her brothers for the position of the next heir to the Dragon Palace?

The three expressed their attitudes.

The black-robed Pseudo-God’s face turned cold as he heard this: "Fine, fine, fine. I wanted to give each of you a way out because cultivating is difficult, but you seek death. In that case, none of you shall live."

"Today... I will kill you all!"

The conversation no longer needed words.

Then, the black-robed Pseudo-God raised his palm and pressed it towards Ancient Yi and the others.

His was the Great Success of the Void Shattering Realm and he controlled half of the Ancient Battlefield relics, having fused them with his being.

This palm carried the terrifying Divine Soul Refining Body Skill and was infused with the Evil Qi of the Ancient Battlefield relics.

The mark of the palm blocked out the sky, crashing down fiercely from above.

Although it targeted Ancient Yi and the others, if it truly fell, the shockwave would be enough to destroy the Mountain Patrol Generals present.

At this moment, Ancient Yi suddenly sighed.

Then, he stomped his foot on the ground of the Ancient Battlefield relics.

In the next moment, a formless barrier enveloped the area where everyone stood.

"Boom!"

The terrifying palm landed on the barrier, shaking it slightly, but the palm itself dissipated amidst roars.

"Interesting." The black-robed Pseudo-God sneered, "You would expend your foundation to temporarily block me, but how long can your barrier last?"

Speaking thus, the black-robed Pseudo-God struck again with a palm.

Again, the mark of the palm covered the sky, slamming against the barrier.

The barrier shook violently, as if about to shatter at any moment.

Ancient Yi’s face was pale as he scanned the crowd, suddenly saying, "Everyone, there’s no time. The only way to survive now is to unite our forces and confront him."

Princess Long San’s expression darkened, "What good is uniting our forces? There are only three of us in the Void Shattering Realm. The rest are in the Unity Realm, not enough to withstand even a slap from him."

Though Long Tianxing was silent, he meant the same.

After all, even united, they’d need the strength to contend with him.

In their current state, uniting their forces would be futile.

Ancient Yi took a deep breath and said, "When I speak of uniting forces, I mean us three enduring him, while others seek a way to break the stalemate."

His words left everyone puzzled.

With the formless barrier still present, the black-robed Pseudo-God couldn’t hear their discussions.

Ancient Yi paused briefly before continuing, "His mistake was merging with half of the Ancient Battlefield relics. There’s only one way to break this stalemate."