Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 243 Seize his name, usurp his position
"If that's the case, then we'll subdue you and then question you properly."

The White Emperor's vertical pupils flashed with a fierce light. He stomped his left forefoot heavily forward, causing water vapor to rise and the sea of ​​clouds to surge, overlapping and colliding. The original white clouds were dyed black, and lightning was born.

With a thud of its hind legs, and amidst the muffled sound of the ground collapsing, it transformed into a white beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

Layers of dark clouds rolled and churned, occasionally flashing with blue and white light, while terrifying thunder brewed within them.

The clouds rolled violently, like the surging waters of a river.

At the edge of the accumulated dark clouds, a ferocious yet majestic dragon head descended, and between the two dragon horns on its head, a "water mine ball" with a pitch-black core and an outer layer crackling with electric arcs slowly condensed.

When the dragon head descends, the water mine ball has already been formed.

"boom!"

With a sonic boom, the mineball transformed into a streak of light, streaking across the sky and landing on the ground, leaving behind a trail of dense electric arcs.

Faced with this water-mine ball that could easily obliterate the life force of a third-rank martial artist, Russell didn't even entertain the thought of dodging. Just as the water-mine ball was about to descend, he calmly extended his right hand, and with a flick of his jade-like palm, he extinguished the terrifying water-mine ball that had been accumulating power for so long.

The body, forged from the Golden Elixir, is indestructible and immune to all magical attacks.

"A terrestrial immortal!" The White Emperor's pupils suddenly contracted: "You are the successor of the Gu God, why do you practice Taoist arts?"

"Guess," Russell said, beckoning with a provocative gesture.

Although the White Emperor was angry, there was no extra expression on his face.

A terrestrial immortal is indeed absolutely superior to an ordinary first-rank god or demon descendant, but he is no ordinary god or demon. In addition to the laws of water and thunder, he also possesses a powerful physical body that is no less than that of a martial artist.

"That was just a test; now I'm going to get serious." As if to save face, the White Emperor raised his right claw, feigning profundity.

Russell's lips curled slightly, and he spoke clearly: "Come."

You ignorant brat, today I will destroy your physical body and take your primordial spirit to make a deal with the God of Gu.

The White Emperor bent his hind legs and slammed his front paws down. The hurricane-driven gale caused the trees on the mountaintop to fall and some to be uprooted. In an instant, he traversed dozens of feet and arrived in front of Russell, delivering a simple and unadorned paw strike.

With a series of explosions in the air, the void seemed to collapse under the force of the palm strike.

Boom!

With a single slap, the earth was thrown dozens of feet high into the air.

Averted?
In a fraction of a second, Russell's actions outpaced the speed of Bai Di's thought. By the time Bai Di came to his senses, his body had already collapsed heavily, and his head slammed to the ground with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.

The excruciating pain brought Bai Di back to consciousness instantly, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, a look of utter desperation.

Zizz! !
The two horns turned blazing white, and streaks of lightning flashed wildly.

The next second, the horn suddenly exploded, plunging everything around it into a sea of ​​lightning.

Ding Ding Ding!
A series of divine lights exploded on Russell's body. The terrifying lightning, which the White Emperor regarded as a means of mutual destruction, was isolated a finger's distance in front of Russell's body. That finger's distance was like an insurmountable chasm to the White Emperor.

"Roar!"

The White Emperor let out a desperate roar. Russell grinned maliciously, grabbed the horns on the White Emperor's head with both hands, and with a sudden twist of his back, as his body straightened, the spine where the White Emperor's head was connected to his body made a series of cracking sounds. The next moment, the White Emperor's head was forcibly pulled off.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

A black shadow with the body of a sheep and the face of a human floated out from the White Emperor's body, glanced coldly at Russell, turned into a wisp of green smoke, crashed into the sea, sank to the bottom of the sea, and merged into the huge, island-like body.

"I underestimated you." The voice of the Great Wilderness was ancient and profound, echoing faintly from the seabed, revealing his bewilderment: "The successor of the Gu God is actually a first-rank martial artist? Has He gone mad?"

As everyone knows, the God of War can completely obliterate even the highest-grade items.

Throughout history, countless first-rank martial artists have been annihilated by a combined force of knowledgeable superiors when they attempted to advance to the half-step Martial God realm.

But the Gu God not only trained his successor to become a first-grade Taoist, but also advanced him to the first-grade martial artist. Could it be that He has gone completely mad after being sealed for so long?

"Beat me, and I'll tell you." Russell hovered in the air, reaching the top of the Great Wilderness, and looked down.

“Young man!” Da Huang said in a low voice, “You have already destroyed one of my avatars at the first-grade level. I have already given the Gu God enough face by not making trouble for it. If you leave now, I will let bygones be bygones.”

"I think you've misunderstood something."

Russell's eyes shone brightly as he slowly clenched his fists. His chest and abdomen swelled, and the spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles was absorbed into his body. The spiritual energy liquefied within his body and instantly transformed into a boundless ocean tide, surging, roaring, and churning!
The entire ocean began to boil, with tens of thousands of hectares of seawater surging and rolling high into the sky, spewing out white foam.

"From the very beginning, the initiative was in my hands. You either take the punch or you die!"

"You little brat, you're asking for it."

The Great Wilderness no longer suppressed, and a terrifying pressure rose with the resurgence of the monsters.

There was a click.

One of the six long, curved horns on the head of the human-faced, sheep-bodied monster suddenly broke off.

At the same moment, the innate patterns on the curved horn lit up, devouring everything around it, including seawater, light, and the power of water spirits, like a bottomless abyss in legends, swallowing all things in the world.

hum!
The space suddenly rippled, like a curtain being pierced, and the broken corner shot out, its target Russell in the sky.

With the broken corner as its core, mysterious and eerie patterns transform into a rolling vortex that devours everything.

"not bad."

This is top-quality!
This is the aura of the laws!

Russell's fist imprint solidified, surrounded by an infinite galaxy, with endless void turbulence churning and surging, boundless and limitless. The space around him was twisted and bulged by the sudden burst of immense power, making him seem to grow infinitely taller and larger, filling the heavens and earth!
"Take this punch!"

A fist imprint swept across the sky, striking out with a deafening roar at the all-consuming broken horn.

The surging air surged forth like thunder, and wherever the fist struck, layers upon layers of space shattered into indescribable fragments.

"..."

Silent, without a sound.

Only annihilation.

Between Russell and the Great Wilderness, islands, spiritual energy, seawater, fish, and space all vanish into nothingness at this moment.

When the seawater flowed back, it was separated by layers of invisible forces and disappeared. The surrounding space became unstable, like a shattered mirror. The black fragments at the cracks generated infinite gravity, frantically swallowing up the matter in reality.

Russell remained in the punching motion, and the flesh, tendons, and internal organs on the right side of his body completely disappeared, leaving only bare white bones.

Unlike Russell, whose injuries were visibly healing and whose aura was returning, the broken corner of the Great Wilderness in the Great Rift Valley could never be regenerated. It opened its star-like eyes, stared at Russell in the sky, and revealed deep fear.

Not yet a half-step Martial God, Russell's essence, energy, and spirit have not yet been integrated.

But what about his inexhaustible energy and chaotic power?

It cannot be swallowed, it cannot be annihilated, it cannot be analyzed.

Before long, Russell's damaged right side of his body was restored to its original state. He shook his right hand, and his energy level had collapsed by a level compared to when it was at its most perfect. Clearly, the injuries he had suffered were not minor.

Is this the power of laws?

Russell raised his right hand, feeling the wisp of black light lingering in his blood and marrow; it would take quite a bit of effort to completely extinguish it.

"Leave now, and I will forgive your past transgressions." The Great Wilderness's broken body stirred. He straightened up, and a desolate aura filled the entire world: "Super Grade is already a life form of another level. If you continue, I will die, and you will definitely not have an easy time either. A great calamity is coming. If you do not want to perish with me, leave now."

“Heh…” Russell glanced at the vast wilderness below: “I hate being threatened.” “You!”

Da Huang couldn't understand how Russell's brain was thinking.

Was that a threat? No, he was just backing down!
But he had no time to plead his case, because the almost annihilating energy fluctuations emanated from Russell's body once again.

Another cataclysmic wave struck.

This time, Russell's entire body was scattered, then reformed, and his aura dropped again.

The Great Wilderness has lost another corner.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you!" A roar like a trapped beast burst from Da Huang's throat. He opened his blood-red maw, which resembled a dark red abyss. The patterns on his four remaining curved horns suddenly brightened and merged into one, becoming a single horn.

He was preparing to risk his life.

"Wait, now I think we can have a proper talk."

Russell slowly descended, meeting Da Huang's gaze at him with sincerity and genuine eyes.

"..." The rising momentum of the Great Wilderness was interrupted by Russell's sudden request for a ceasefire. Since Russell had given up on the idea of ​​annihilation, he was naturally unwilling to suffer mutual destruction.

As a god or demon who survived from ancient times, he understood perfectly that no matter what he wanted to do, the prerequisite was to stay alive.

"Get out...leave my territory." Da Huang was already somewhat exasperated, but worried that Russell's already abnormal mind would go crazy again, he forced himself to sound less violent.

“No problem, hand over the patterns engraved on your curved corners, and I’ll leave now.” Russell pointed out a drop of blood essence and looked at the Great Wilderness.

"Absolutely impossible." Da Huang resolutely refused. The patterns on the curved corners were proof of his origin, and their importance was almost comparable to the true names of gods and demons. Russell wanted to go there without even opening his mouth. There was absolutely no such possibility.

"If you don't hand it over, we'll keep fighting." Russell's expression suddenly changed, his smile instantly returning to his initial arrogance.

The energy surged once more.

"Wait!" Da Huang hurriedly called out to stop.

Russell's face was even more unpredictable than the will of Heaven.

It changed suddenly, without any warning.

Whether to have their spiritual essence gradually annihilated in the battle with Russell, or to surrender their original patterns in exchange for temporary peace, is not a complicated question for the Great Wilderness.

He gave Russell a deep look, and the patterns on his horn gradually turned into stardust that floated out. Russell received it with his blood essence, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned and left.

In the pitch-black depths of the sea, the enormous body once again lay dormant, floating on the water, drifting towards more distant overseas destinations.

With its eyes closed, as if asleep, it drifted away with the current into the distance.

While the fundamental patterns are important, the time required to fully comprehend them is estimated to be in the tens of millions of years, and he did not believe that Russell could achieve anything significant in a short period of time.

Next, he needs to enter the Island of Gods and Demons as quickly as possible to seize the divine and demonic essence within to recover.

Although this would make his spiritual essence no longer pure, with the great calamity approaching, this was his only way to re-enter the arena.

……

On the Thousand Machine Ship.

Li Miaozhen stood anxiously at the stern of the ship. The waves that had just come from the sea behind her almost made her suffocate.

If it weren't for the Starry Butterfly bearing most of the pressure for her, she would have already collapsed to the ground.

"Don't worry, since he chose to stay, he must have a way to escape." The nine-tailed fox appeared beside Li Miaozhen, her eyes also looking in that direction.

She was a true first-rank official, and her perception of the fluctuations coming from that side was far clearer than Li Miaozhen's.

That is equivalent to the power of the Mahavairocana Buddha image in the inherited memory.

Superior quality.

Russell is going head-to-head with a superstar.

But for some reason, her trust in Russell far outweighed her fear of Superpin.

Li Miaozhen glanced at the nine-tailed fox. "It's not your Daoist partner who's facing danger, so you can talk like that without any sense of responsibility."

"Of course you don't need to emphasize that."

She retorted to the nine-tailed fox and continued to act as a waiting-for-husband statue.

In fact, with the presence of the Starry Butterfly, she could directly sense Russell's state.

She could tell that Russell was not in mortal danger, but the two drops in his vital energy made her feel heartbroken.

She was never worried about whether Russell could win the battle; she was just heartbroken that Russell always ended up covered in wounds every time he fought his enemies.

Even though this injury was no different from a scrape to a first-grade expert, she still felt sorry for him.

"Why does my Miaozhen look so gloomy? Give me a smile."

Just as Li Miaozhen was filled with worry, a wisp of pure energy suddenly appeared around her, swirling around her and eventually transforming into the likeness of Russell.

He faced her, his index fingers resting on the corners of her lips.

"Russell!" Li Miaozhen exclaimed in surprise, and immediately looked Russell up and down to check his condition.

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Russell reassured her, then, in front of Li Miaozhen and the Nine-Tailed Fox, he used the essence blood containing the original patterns of the Great Wilderness.

After undergoing several transformations, the essence and blood took on the appearance of the Great Wilderness.

"Congratulations, my lord, on your victorious return." The nine-tailed fox greeted him with a smile, her beautiful eyes turning to the essence blood, and asked curiously, "Is this the god-demon beneath the sea?"

“Not bad.” Russell nodded, then revealed his identity as Da Huang.

"A Super Grade God-Demon!" Li Miaozhen's eyes widened. She knew her opponent was strong, but she hadn't expected him to be this strong. And since Russell could repel a Super Grade opponent, didn't that mean he also possessed Super Grade strength?!

In that case... how about taking Russell back to the Heavenly Sect so he can have a good chat with the Heavenly Venerable and Master?
At the bow of the ship, Russell stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on the gradually materializing essence blood, a smile on his face.

He flicked his finger, and two broken horns suddenly appeared, merging into his essence blood. In an instant, this Great Wilderness Body became even more solid.

Now, his ability to transform has reached a state of perfection.

The people and things he transformed into were no different from his original self.

The battle for the highest grade is a battle for spiritual essence, and going a little deeper, it is a battle for laws.

The "Great Wilderness" he constructed from the original patterns of the Great Wilderness, the innate divine power of the Great Wilderness, and the flesh and blood of the Great Wilderness itself is exactly the same as the original body in terms of spiritual essence and divine power. So who can still say that this Great Wilderness is fake?

Of course, he went to great lengths to seize these two broken horns not just to create a pseudo-super-grade clone.

What he wants is to seize his name and usurp his position!
This incarnation carries the true name, supernatural powers, and spiritual essence of the Great Wilderness, replacing his superior rank.

He was already extremely clear about the path he wanted to take: the path of devouring, which he was determined to achieve.

Unfortunately, the world changes, and once gods and demons die, their spiritual essence returns to the world. Otherwise, why would he need to make such a plan?

(End of this chapter)