Chapter 284: Twisted Evil Power
Upon hearing this, Kun Youniang also became solemn involuntarily, “Can’t get in?”
“The distorted power surrounding the vicinity is too intense,” the Spiritual Youngster said helplessly: “Just getting a little closer has already made my whole body uncomfortable.”
At the same time, Little Di Ting on this side had also probed deep underground, to an area enveloped by a mass of dark purple wriggling light aura.
“Such strong distorted power, how are we supposed to play this?” Little Di Ting said in shock.
Wu Xian, through the divine sense sharing with Little Di Ting, naturally also saw the situation underground clearly.
This was the first time he had seen materialized distorted power.
“Isn’t twisted pollution formless and intangible, invisible?” Wu Xian asked in surprise and doubt.
Kun Youniang shook her head and explained: “Twisted pollution itself is formless and intangible, but once utilized by an evil god, it’s not anymore. What is the background of this Evil God Scroll Painter? To be able to control such powerful distorted evil power?”
“Is it very strong?” Wu Xian frowned.
“Distorted evil power of this level, even This Empress doesn’t dare to touch it lightly,” Kun Youniang said solemnly: “If not careful, one might be eroded by that evil god into an evil worm monster.”
Wu Xian pondered: “What if we can suppress the distorted power to a certain extent?”
“Hm?” Kun Youniang was momentarily stunned.
Wu Xian no longer held back, with a slight movement of his intent, 【Remnant·Laurel Tree】 rose from the ground at his feet, and dim moonlight instantly illuminated the entire Insectoid Realm otherworld.
Crystal-like roots took root in the Insectoid Realm ground, continuously penetrating downward.
The aura of the innate spiritual root rapidly began to spread, and even the Insectoid Realm’s unique otherworld spiritual energy was being transformed by the Laurel Tree into dense spiritual energy.
At this sight, Kun Youniang and the Spiritual Youngster were both dumbfounded.
“This this this…”
Although the Spiritual Youngster didn’t eat grass, it could still feel how astonishing the Laurel Tree’s power was.
It seemed that as long as given enough time, the entire Insectoid Realm could be “modified” by it into an entirely different appearance.
“This is that Laurel Tree?”
Kun Youniang murmured softly, her own divine power core seemingly also producing a faint strange resonance under the influence of the Laurel Tree.
Of course, now was not the time to marvel at the Laurel Tree; resolving the underground evil realm was the priority.
“How about it, suppressed?” Wu Xian asked the two great demons.
“It’s not just suppressed; it’s starting to purify that distorted evil power.” With a cold laugh, Kun Youniang raised her hand and waved, a spider web that blotted out the sky covering the entire sky.
Countless strands of spider silk hung down from the spider web, piercing deep into the ground.
Rumble…
The ground trembled, space surged, and the evil realm shrouded in dark purple distorted evil power was actually hoisted up by that spider silk.
“Who is preventing the birth of the great evil god?”
A sinister majestic voice came from the evil realm, seemingly the Evil God Scroll Painter speaking, or perhaps Fei Jian had already completely devoted himself to the evil god, becoming the evil god’s vessel.
Buzz~!
A terrifying mental shock surged out from that evil realm, causing splitting headaches.
Fortunately, the Sun Star Lord on Wu Xian’s side let out a 【Morning Crowing】, dispelling that mental level attack.
Feeling the Sun Star Lord’s power, the evil god in the evil realm clearly showed inexplicable panic, and vast purple-red wriggling worms surged out from that evil realm light cocoon, massive hordes of worms like tides surging toward everyone.
Even 【Laurel Tree】 was under immense pressure; after all, the Laurel Tree was still a remnant scroll, currently only at Silver Five and a Half Stars.
Seeing this, Kun Youniang and the Spiritual Youngster both struck at the same time.
Wu Xian’s side naturally wasn’t idle either; with the Natal God of Wealth summoned, thunderbolts filled the sky, completely annihilating the surging worm tides like waves.
“Little Di Ting, what are you still stunned for?”
Upon hearing this, the Ting beside him snapped out of the shock, Buddhist light radiating around its body, as if vast celestial chants echoed through heaven and earth.
The evil realm light cocoon’s power was further suppressed.
At the same time, the Twenty-Eight Mansions Divine Diagram above Wu Xian’s head unfolded.
With the spiritual power support of the Laurel Tree at his back, the White Tiger Seven Mansions took their positions once more.
Buzz~!
Above the Insect World Sky, the ancient starry sky tore through the sky, myriad zhang of starlight scattering down.
The White Tiger Sacred Spirit descended amid earth-shaking howls, boundless killing aura filling heaven and earth; the instant its tiger claw struck down, the evil realm light cocoon shattered on the spot, the wriggling dark purple distorted evil power annihilated by the starlight around the White Tiger Sacred Spirit.
And with the shattering of the dark purple light cocoon, the evil realm’s scene also emerged above the Insectoid Realm like a “mirage”.
Just as observed from the City God Temple side.
Countless pitch-black black pillars crisscrossed; now seeing the full view, it became clear that those weren’t pillars at all, but black “flesh tissues” sticky and intertwined within the evil realm.
The entire evil realm was like a massive “insect egg”, all the black flesh tissues converging atop a central “flesh mountain”.
It was a meat worm shaped like a human brain, with the Evil God Scroll Painter Fei Jian atop it like an insignificant little black dot, half his body merged into the flesh body, his head’s Evil God Diagram already fused as one with the entire “insect egg”.
“Strange, this evil realm doesn’t seem rooted in our Insectoid Realm at all; no wonder we couldn’t detect it at all.”
The Spiritual Youngster, incarnated as a giant centipede, muttered in doubt inwardly, then immediately lunged to devour that massive meat worm.
Kun Youniang transformed into a sky-covering giant spider, hanging upside down on the sky-obscuring spider web, sealing off the entire evil realm’s power, her spider legs clamping down tightly on the entire evil realm scene, causing it to crack inch by inch.
Plus the projection of the White Tiger Sacred Spirit’s ancient starlight power, the entire evil realm was riddled with holes pierced by starlight.
Finally, amid a heaven-and-earth tremor shaking the Insectoid Realm, the entire evil realm completely shattered and disintegrated.
The massive brain-shaped meat worm crashed to the ground, melting like ice cream, leaving only Fei Jian’s upper half body, and his lower half densely packed with wriggling worm blood vessels.
This earth-shaking great battle thus came to an end.
Although Wu Xian had consumed a great deal, under the Laurel Tree’s nourishment, he quickly recovered.
Kun Youniang and the Spiritual Youngster sat cross-legged under the Laurel Tree, dispelling the twisted pollution in their bodies.
Wu Xian felt a lingering fear faintly.
He couldn’t imagine what kind of scene it would be if this evil god invaded Yaoyang City.
They were fighting in the Insectoid Realm now, so that brain-eating worm’s power couldn’t truly be unleashed, and with the strong alliance from all sides, it was strangled in the cradle.
If it were in the human world, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“Distorted evil power…” Wu Xian’s mood was heavy, “Do all Evil God Scroll Painters have this kind of power?”
“Not at all,” Kun Youniang explained: “Only scroll painters who completely devote themselves to the evil god can master this power, and not all evil gods can master this power either.
Evil gods, like us, are also divided by levels.”
Upon hearing this, Wu Xian involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.
In essence, Evil God Scrolls were still scrolls, requiring advancement and improvement.
Just like the two Insectoid Race great demons present, who had reached this level through long years of arduous cultivation and opportunities.
And on the human scroll side, there were also limitations at the scroll painting concept level.
Like most scroll painters, Evil God Scrolls couldn’t start with a perfect, complete evil god conception.
Unless like him as an exception, or existences like Sister Tiao and Yu Boling who directly communed with and summoned gods.
Xue Zhengying and Huang Lili’s trio had also returned; after the shock, the three sisters were immersed in the joy of counting money until their hands cramped, unaware of anything amiss.
But Xue Zhengying vaguely sensed something.
Later, after sending Huang Lili’s trio back to Yaoyang City first, he went with Xue Zhengying to Empress Kun Youniang’s imperial palace.
