Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 745 The Sleeping Soul - True Form

"Damn ants!!!"

The slumbering soul was enraged to its peak, and its body seemed to undergo some terrifying change. The black miasma on its surface began to tremble and surge violently, as if it wanted to corrode everything.

"The Sleeping Turtle... a false sleeping soul..."

"How dare you...how dare you! How dare you insult me ​​like this!!!"

"You have insulted the noble blood flowing through my veins!"

Roar!
The next moment, his flesh and blood suddenly began to surge and churn, and countless creature heads appeared on the surface of the black miasma in an instant, emitting ferocious roars. The blood energy shook the space and the earth, causing his body to be reassembled in an instant.

"Hehehe..."

"It seems my ultimate defense, composed of countless layers of skin and armor, has indeed rendered you helpless, hence your resort to such a low and childish method to try and provoke me..."

His voice was filled with extreme anger, and he even directly exposed Li Miao and the others' scheme. Clearly, he wasn't so stupid as to not recognize a provocation.

"But I must say, you succeeded..."

"I am the greatest embodiment of countless bloodlines, a part of the original soul that sleeps eternally, unbound by time and the world!"

"Even though I have long since lost the embrace of my original soul... even though I have forgotten much and am no longer as powerful as I once was..."

"But I am still not to be insulted or looked down upon!"

slam-la-

The black miasma cheered, and the flesh and blood within it trembled. In an instant, an enormous head, encased in dark red carapace and leather, emerged from it, twisting and turning.

This head, which gathers the characteristics of countless races' bloodlines, still does not appear messy or ugly; rather, it possesses a strong, eerie beauty.

His eyes gleamed with an unusual light, as if they held an extremely strange soul, curled up as if asleep.

"call……"

The head of the slumbering soul exhaled a long breath, with frost and fire alternating within it, falling to the ground and causing flowers to bloom.

Even more outrageous, some of the stones seemed to come alive and began to tremble.

"It feels so good to be awake..."

"A false, eternally sleeping soul... You're right, you ant..."

"That previous posture only allowed me to survive in a state of delirium, and for that, I even had to rely on the power of the long night that I despise the most..."

"Wagging my tail like a dog, waiting for the world to reignite... When did I become like this?"

The sleeping soul murmured a few times to itself.

Then, he twisted his neck and roared as he pulled a bloody hand made of countless tentacles and limbs out from the mass of flesh below.

He then tried to pull more body parts out of the flesh, but failed, which disappointed him.

At the same time, the three of them also saw the red-highlighted notification in the notification bar.

[Your verbal interaction has enraged the slumbering soul, causing it to unleash its most powerful form by burning away its remaining life force...]

Their gaze fell upon the soul that had been sleeping for so long.

His message also changed completely at this point.

【The Soul in Eternal Sleep: Its True Form】

[Rank: ?]

【grade:?】

(More information has been hidden)

[Note: Will he live a muddled, foolish existence, waiting for the world to reignite, or will he use the remaining flames to burn brightly, unleashing his final spark? He has made his choice...]

Upon seeing this, Li Miao's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Things have progressed far beyond expectations.

They had assumed the sleeping souls would either remain unprovoked or be provoked into following their expected course of action, but unexpectedly, the other party seemed to have offered a third option…

"A perfect body... and this is all it can do... what a pity..." "However, even with just one hand, it should be enough to open the door to death for you..."

"Be thankful, you ants!"

"Behold the immense power of my burning life!"

He stretched his arms and shouted.

Then, he turned his gaze to the three shocked people and slammed his giant hand down.

In an instant, an incomparably powerful mental force descended like a landslide, causing the entire area to sink significantly.

At this moment, the three of them had absolutely no way to avoid it!
I provoked you, Wen!
Seeing the terrifying power of this natural disaster, Li Miao was startled.

Their original intention was to force the Sleeping Soul out of its tortoise-shell form and into another. If it could take the giant brain form like it did at the beginning a few more times, they could wear down the Sleeping Soul and not be left with no hope of winning.

To achieve this goal, one must naturally provoke the other party.

Li Miao was unsure how much force to use to provoke him, so she just blurted out a few words.

But unexpectedly, this seemed to have touched a nerve with the other party.

Enraged, the slumbering soul made this choice, choosing instead to burn its life force rather than confront them in the same manner as before.

Therefore, they achieved their goal.

But this power seems to... have ruined things!

It seems like they provoked him too much!
Rumbling--

As the space distorted by will and the suddenly sinking ground drew ever closer, Li Miao could only instinctively activate his Saintly Fire Form and raise his great shield to protect himself.

He only had that little bit of reaction time.

The same applies to the distant land and the shore.

The distant object reacted extremely quickly, swiftly vanishing into nothingness.

Nothing went wrong once we got ashore, so I quickly followed.

Almost the instant they entered an invisible state, the ground beneath their feet suddenly sank more than ten meters, looking like a biscuit squeezed by a hydraulic press.

However, the effect of turning into nothingness was still quite powerful, and they were completely unaffected by this immense mental pressure.

However, Li Miao, who lacked this ability, was in dire straits. His defenses shattered instantly, and he was crushed into a thin layer of fire along with the ground.

In other words, the Saintly Fire aspect avoided most of the damage; otherwise, Li Miao, despite his full armor, would probably have been crushed into pieces.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Can you feel it? This is the power of a perfect body formed from countless bloodlines. Even if it's just a part of it, ants have no chance of resisting it!"

After a hearty laugh, the slumbering soul's gaze fell upon the two people in the distance and on the shore, and it tilted its head slightly.

"Oh?"

"It's the power of that Chaos Without Form! It's combined with those damned sorcerers? Ha, they've really fallen so low, so eager to be a dog of the long night..."

After muttering to himself twice, the sleeping soul's eyes turned cold.

"Although his power is indeed special..."

"But compared to me..."

"Not qualified at all, far from qualified!!!"

As the roar of the slumbering soul echoed across the earth, he also stretched out his giant hand, spreading out his enormous palm.

In an instant, pale white tissue fluid gushed out like a dam bursting, and blood and muscle clung together and reassembled at bizarre angles.

Every now and then, a huge heart would appear in his palm, pounding loudly.

"Did you hear that... the joyous song of life..."

(End of this chapter)