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Chapter 682 Wei Shan's Illusory Crown

Upon hearing this, Lin Yi immediately sensed the darkness and bloodshed involved, but another cold, rational thought seemed to be saying... if it could really succeed, perhaps the necessary sacrifices would be worthwhile?
But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Kuai Hongji seemed to have sensed it and sneered, "Do you know what the probability is? It's happened before in history."

"How many?" Lin Yi asked curiously.

Tian Bufan began, speaking slowly: "Back then, Little Life was destroyed by the 'Snake Nest' and turned into a dark zone. Among those who survived, one person even advanced to the next level... What I mean is, after Little Life underwent devastating pollution, only one person reached the so-called standard of 'success'."

Do you know this ratio now?

"I said low probability not because there is a glimmer of hope, but to avoid making 'zero survival' so absolute."

"At this rate, once the campus falls, those below the 'Supreme Judgment' hierarchy won't even have a chance to put up a fight."

Lin Yi gasped, feeling a dryness in his throat: "So, things of this caliber absolutely cannot be allowed into the campus?"

“That’s right,” Tian Bufan said. “Of course, this matter is over, so you don’t need to worry too much.”

Mao Feiyang added cheekily, "Of course, it doesn't matter if it's not over yet, Wei Liang has plenty of experience in dealing with tails..."

Tian Bufan glanced at him and sneered, "So someone with your personality only deserves to start in hell. You wouldn't talk so much nonsense."

Mao Feiyang pursed his lips and remained silent.

Lin Yi asked, "So where are those things? Is it because they were destroyed that I couldn't sense them at all?"

This was strange, as he also found no trace of the strange creature in some of the shallower layers nearby.

Tian Bufan said, "They've all been wiped out."

"Hiss..." Lin Yi secretly gasped again.

As they spoke, they finally passed through an ultra-thin layer of barrier and arrived at the depths of a dense forest filled with a deathly aura like that of a hellish realm.

There, Wei Shan was carrying Lin Yi's body on his back, slowly walking out of the dense forest like an old man carrying a medicine basket.

"Weisang!" Lin Yi called out loudly.

Wei Shan was startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

Upon seeing the group, Wei Shan's expressionless face suddenly broke into a childlike, happy smile: "Old Lin, Young Master Tian, ​​Maozi... Yinbi."

"Tch." Kuai Hongji chuckled sinisterly and tossed a piece of black spine over his shoulder. "Take it. You only have one chance."

Having sensed the presence of the "Butcher's" spine, Wei Shan immediately suppressed his smile, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

He caught the blackened spine in one go.

When his palm touched the spine, countless intricate patterns immediately spread out where his palm lines met the bone.

These secret patterns, like wriggling tadpoles, crawled up his arm, covering it completely in an instant, and then began to cover his entire body...

Wei Shan grabbed Lin Yi's body and threw him towards Tian Bufan and the others with a back throw: "Old Lin, you go back first!"

"Okay!" Lin Yi responded, and his will body swept out of Mao Feiyang's body and returned to his original body.

With his mind and body in harmony, a long-lost sense of wholeness instantly enveloped him.

He felt as if he were wearing a garment, as if his body was being dressed up...

He stood still, silently sensing the changes that had occurred to his body after a night of "care"...

The crystal skeleton of the glass body has not changed much; it is still the same. The changes in the flesh and blood are not significant either; it is still like ashes.

However, as his vision began to unfold, he discovered that his physical body, on a layered level, began to resemble the "original Ash Apostle".

"this……?!"

The deeper his posture is hidden in layers, the more terrifying it becomes to observe; conversely, the more realistic it appears, the more stable his state becomes.

"My physical strength... seems to have reached the limit that allows me to remain stable in the real world?"

He clenched his fist and then released it, then clenched his fist and released it again...

Extraordinary power surged within his palm like a tide, initially just pure, colorless "primitive pollution," then slowly transforming into a blue-toned pollution characteristic of the sports element...

He raised his left hand, and a faint green aura began to emanate from his palm...

As he continued to feel, both colors turned darker. Eventually, the light green on his left hand became dark green, while the light blue on his right hand turned dark blue.

The two colors deepened over time, eventually becoming both black...

He continued to feel...

The black color began to change...

A silvery aura began to emerge, then, as if neutralizing the color, turned both colors into a dark gray...

Gradually, the black and gray color changed again; the color on the left hand turned grayish-green, while the color on the right hand turned bluish-gray...

Lin Yi continued to sense it, slowly moving from the surface to the deeper layers...

……

the other side.

As the secret runes continued to cover Wei Shan's entire body, the "Butcher's" vertebrae also gradually diminished like a ball of yarn until they disappeared completely.

Soon, a thick, pale white steam began to continuously erupt from Wei Shan's body. This steam lingered for a long time, gradually changing from pale white to sky blue, then blue-gold, and then constantly shifting between blue-gray and blue-gold...

Steam enveloped Wei Shan, making his figure appear and disappear within it, leaving only a blurry outline.

But gradually, the image of a security guard began to emerge from him...

But soon, the image that resembled a security guard began to change, becoming like a "night watchman," or perhaps something more profound and majestic...

As his appearance changed, the aura emanating from Wei Shan gradually transformed from gentle to violent and bloodthirsty, exuding a strong sense of oppression and a bloody smell...

Finally, the steam around Weishan began to churn up blood-red waves of gas, like the black mist mixed with lava during a volcanic eruption.

The dark red aura churned and contracted, revealing Wei Shan's figure within it.

He didn't seem to have changed much, except that a few lava-like stripes appeared on his body. However, his aura underwent a dramatic transformation, as if he had changed from a harmless fat man into Kenpachi Zaraki in his Bankai state.

The dark red aura continued to contract, slowly gathering at the top of his head, retreating and shrinking as if folding, before disappearing into a phantom shadow.

That illusory shadow, somewhat resembling a crown, yet utterly ethereal... "The Supreme Crown"?!

It resembles, but it is not; it is only similar.

Wei Shan slowly opened his eyes, and the illusory crown-like phantom above his head disappeared.

Looking at Wei Shan's current condition, Tian Bufan nodded in satisfaction: "It seems he has recovered well."

Wei Shan looked at Tian Bufan, his eyes filled with murderous intent, his mind seemingly not yet fully recovered.

But soon, the fierceness in his eyes completely subsided.

He looked at Tian Bufan and gave a simple, honest smile: "Hehehe, it feels alright."

After saying that, he looked at Kuai Hongji and smiled provocatively: "I can tear you to pieces anytime I want."

Kuai Hongji sneered, and with a wave of his hand, golden threads wove together, and the "Star Dream Crystal" slowly emerged in his hand amidst the mist: "It didn't work before, and it won't work now."

Wei Shan scoffed, "You're injured, I wouldn't stoop to bullying you."

Kuai Hongji scoffed and put away the "Starry Dream Crystal".

Wei Shan added, "The quality of what you made is too poor. It's not even as good as Old Lin's arm bone. Don't waste your energy making it next time."

He was referring to the mace-like weapon that Kuai Hongji had used when he was in dormitory 1414, which he had wrapped around a clothesline with a portion of the extraordinary power of a "high-ranking alien angel" and then used to hammer it.

After he put the weapon away, it seemed to have traveled through layers to reach Wei Shan's hands.

However, judging from Wei Shan's feedback, the results seem to be unsatisfactory.

Kuai Hongji said, "You were able to dislocate Old Lin's arm yesterday, what about next time?"

“There’s always a next time,” Wei Shan said.

"Tch, whatever, you brute." Kuai Hongji said, crossing his arms and turning his gaze to Lin Yi.

Strangely enough, when black and red energy waves floated around Wei Shan, Lin Yi's body also emitted a similar color of light. However, compared to Wei Shan's light, the light on Lin Yi's body seemed to be more restrained and subtle.

However, when the illusory crown appeared above Wei Shan's head, Lin Yi's body trembled slightly. At the same time, the illusory image of the crown also appeared above his head almost simultaneously. But unlike Wei Shan's crown, when the illusory image of the crown appeared above his head, it was much more solid. Moreover, even after Wei Shan's side was finished, the illusory image of the crown above his head was still floating up and down...

Seeing the phantom of a crown appear above Lin Yi's head, Tian Bufan and the others narrowed their eyes in unison, and even Kuai Hongji's expression became noticeably tense.

Only when the illusory image of the crown faded did Kuai Hongji murmur, "I can't see clearly... what about you?"

Although he asked "you guys" aloud, Kuai Hongji's gaze remained fixed on Tian Bufan.

Tian Bufan frowned, and after a long while, he slowly said, "I can't see it clearly either... but the composition seems to be somewhat complicated."

Upon hearing Tian Bufan's words, Mao Feiyang couldn't help but purse his lips.

Wei Shan said, "No matter what, Old Lin is still Old Lin. What we should be worried about is that scoundrel Zhi Gao, not Old Lin."

"Fatty is right." Although they didn't get along very well, Kuai Hongji's words were fair and objective, without any "personal grudges" involved.

Tian Bufan remained silent.

……

Lin Yi on the other side.

As he continued to experience deeper changes within himself, he gradually felt his will, as if drawn by some unseen force, begin to sink deeper into the very depths of his soul…

Gradually, he seemed to see an endless chaos deep within the layers.

Within the chaos, a colossal oak tree could be faintly seen...

He seemed to hear voices under the oak tree...

"It seems to have succeeded..."

"...He's alive..."

"It's not fully alive yet..."

"Hmm? What's this...?"

Lin Yi's eyes lit up; it sounded like the voices of Wei Liang and Master Di from back then!
His gaze and senses followed the enormous oak tree downwards, and he vaguely saw clusters of hazy light and shadow beneath it, which corresponded precisely to their number.

He couldn't see them clearly, but he could hear some sounds intermittently.

"Then what else do we need to do?" A deep, resonant voice rang out. Judging from the tone, it was not unfamiliar; it sounded like the voice of "The Butcher."

“Old Lin has been pierced through by the flow of time… All we’ve managed so far is to stabilize him here…” Wei Liang’s voice was tinged with exhaustion. “How can we resolve the ‘over-amplitude fluctuation of the time string’… What should we do…”

"This is truly bizarre..."

"I know almost nothing about 'time' either, damn it... At this rate, Old Lin's going to bloom!"

“If all else fails, we’ll cut down the tree!” the “Butcher”’s voice rang out.

"Hey big guy, don't mess around!" The sorcerer's clear, bell-like voice rang out. "This tree gathers the 'flow of time,' and the mysteries it contains are immeasurable. Don't act rashly."

"So what are we supposed to do?" The Butcher clapped his hands and spread them in frustration. "This won't work, that won't work! We've gone through so much trouble and exhausted ourselves for so long, and now a tree has grown inside this guy! What the hell are we supposed to do?!"

"Don't rush, at least there has been some progress, hasn't there?" Another voice rang out, which Lin Yi was familiar with; it was the voice of "Divine Craftsman".

As the "Master Craftsman" spoke, he seemed to examine the tree for a moment, then stroked his chin and said, "But if everyone really can't think of any solutions, I see that this tree is quite lush and leafy. How about I cut off a small piece and take it to see if I can tinker with Amon to make something out of it?"

"Get out! Get out!" Wei Liang waved his hands repeatedly. "You little brat, you're always up to no good. You're hitting Old Lin's corpse, ptooey, ptooey, you're hitting Old Lin himself?"

The "master craftsman" immediately fell silent.

At this moment, another voice, completely unfamiliar to Lin Yi, rang out: "To be honest... Ah Yin's idea wasn't wrong. Everyone originally thought Brother Lin would wake up, so they poured all their resources into it, but now they've only created a tree. If those 'Mist Nightmare Hunters' see this, they'll probably laugh themselves to death."

"We at least managed to come up with something, otherwise it wouldn't be easy to trick them into—no, I mean, borrowing supplies from them!"

“‘Mist Hunter’…” Wei Liang seemed to scratch his head. “Alright, I’ll leave this to Amon and Ayin. ‘Butcher,’ you keep a close eye on them and make sure those two don’t pull any crazy moves…”

“Hey, hey, hey… No way, Uncle Liangzi, we both looked up to you as our role model!” “Master Craftsman” A Yin and “Designer” A Meng said repeatedly.

"Get out! Get out!" Wei Liang said impatiently.

(End of this chapter)