Chapter 489: What Are the Odds of Defeating the Frozen Calamity?
A shadowy, black crescent moon slash tore through the sky, the crimson flames extinguished, the world plunged into a silent darkness.
The fiery red sky turned a dark, oppressive black, the faint flames snuffed out.
Huo Huo Fentian, its body frozen mid-air, struggled, but the shadowy arrow, having pierced its core, its power emanating from another dimension, was inescapable.
Even if it had known about this ability, there would have been no defense.
After all, in the entire spirit world, only a handful knew this secret: the Snow Monarch, the White Moon Lord, and… no, just those two now.
Struck twice, Huo Huo Fentian’s core, instead of shattering, dissolved into black dust, its physical body and aura vanishing in a puff of smoke.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
The next second, like an exploding star, a brilliant flash, a final, dying cry, as the Divine Court’s fragmented power, contained within Huo Huo Fentian, was unleashed.
A deafening roar, a massive shockwave, the world turning upside down, a blinding light.
Beautiful particles of spirit energy scattered, marking Huo Huo Fentian’s demise.
The Nether Spring Narcissus, its expression cold and indifferent, casually twirled the Shadowlurking Blade, a celebratory flourish.
[Hmm?] After a few spins, it noticed something strange.
The massive, shadowy, crescent-shaped blade in its hand felt different. Its shape, less like a sword, more like a half-moon.
Not only was its aura sharper, more defined, but its weight had also increased significantly.
What was going on…?
The Nether Spring Narcissus looked around. Some of the fiery sparks and scattered spirit energy from the explosion were flowing towards the Shadowlurking Blade, being absorbed.
And as the blade absorbed more energy, its form shifted, reverting to its original shape.
The previous generation of the Shadowlurking Blade, incredibly powerful, had even challenged Zhirifei, the Weaver of the Sun. This new generation, however, was so weak, not even lord-level.
The Divine Court had the ability to weaken spirit beasts. That was how the White Flower Moon-Treading Deer had sensed its presence.
Now, with the destruction of this Divine Court fragment, its power was returning to the Shadowlurking Blade.
Although not fully recovered, it was nearing lord-level, its form more refined, more elegant, more twisted. Even Wu Yan Luelan, hanging from the blade, couldn’t help but stare.
[So, by destroying more fragments of the Divine Court, it can regain its full power?] The Nether Spring Narcissus mused, gripping the transforming blade.
Zhirifei and the Four Flame Demons had invaded the Black Tide Ancient City. If they were all destroyed here… that should be enough…
Checking its connection, the Nether Spring Narcissus sensed that the Nether Princess Bai Xue’s battle was over.
Youlan Huimie had just been killed. There should still be some remnants of the Divine Court’s power there.
[Come with me.]
With a quick command to the beautiful, black-haired woman, the Nether Spring Narcissus transformed into a stream of black water and sped away.
Huo Huo Fentian, a vessel of the Divine Court, defeated so quickly…?
The Jade Concubine of the Waterfall Lake, its face blank with shock, quickly followed, its form a black blur.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
A deafening explosion ripped through the sky, the air filled with the scent of burning, the flames dying down.
Nu Yan Huoshan, one of the Four Flame Demons, stared at the scene, its breath catching in its throat.
Huo Huo Fentian… defeated…?
Huo Huo Fentian, imbued with the Divine Court’s will, defeated so quickly? By whom?
Could it be that Huo Huo Fentian’s opponent was far more powerful than this Frozen Calamity before it?
Although the losses were heavy, there were other vessels. This wasn’t over yet!
It glared at the purple, horned doll, a mocking smile on its face, the flames within its core intensifying, about to erupt.
“Frozen Calamity, before we begin, I have a question.”
“How far am I… from becoming a true Boom Calamity?”
[…][…][….]
[You are only a breath away from becoming a true Boom Calamity.]
The Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa, after a moment of thought, replied, its words enigmatic.
As Nu Yan Huoshan stared in confusion, the purple doll explained,
[When you no longer seek destruction, when you learn to control your power, that is when you are closest to becoming a true Calamity.]
[Your every breath, so carefully controlled… Do you really think I haven’t noticed?]
[Therefore, when you fear your own breath, when you no longer breathe deeply out of a desire to destroy, but out of necessity, then, without even realizing it, you will have become one of the Six Disasters.]
So that was it!
A mixture of understanding and despair washed over Nu Yan Huoshan. It was still so far away, unable to even glimpse its opponent’s true power.
If what the Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa said was true, then the Six Disasters were truly monstrous beings, beyond its comprehension, including this Frozen Calamity before it…
The White Moon Lord, the Moon Calamity, the World-Ending Azure Sky, the Destruction Calamity, the Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa, the Frozen Calamity, the Myriad Volt Phoenix, the Boom Calamity, the Ink Princess, the Ferocious Calamity, and the Blood-Red Nightmare, the Dream Calamity…
Every single one… a monster among monsters.
After a long silence, Nu Yan Huoshan’s aura surged, flames erupting from its fiery orb form.
“Then, what do you think are my chances of defeating you?”
Boom!!!
As it spoke, Nu Yan Huoshan’s body exploded, a volcanic eruption, the sky turning a fiery red, its roar a terrifying, earth-shattering boom.
And facing this overwhelming display of power, the purple doll simply made a dismissive gesture with its hand, as if cracking an egg.
“So, it’s zero, then?” Nu Yan Huoshan’s voice was weak, almost resigned.
[It’s zero point zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-zero-one in ten billion trillion quadrillion.] The Ice Banquet Cold Rakshasa’s voice was gentle, almost comforting.