Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 292 Originating from the power of the witch, a transparent world!
The earth cracked under an invisible force, the surrounding trees were instantly crushed into powder, and the air was compressed into a piercing explosion!

Are there really that many 'invisible hands'?

Fang Yuan frowned slightly. Although he couldn't see the invisible attacks directly, judging from the explosions in the air and the cracks in the ground, the scale was far too exaggerated.

Moreover, it was much faster than expected!

Has this power become even stronger in reality?
No, it should be said that Petruccius's strength increased after he came to the real world?
Just as he was pondering, a sharp gust of wind suddenly swept over him!

"nothingness!"

He instinctively activated his soul skill, and his body became ethereal at the critical moment.

"boom!"

Even though he was immune to most of the damage, the enormous impact still knocked him back hard, and his chest heaved with a surge of blood and qi.

"cough"

Fang Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

Not right.

The strength and frequency of the "invisible hand" far exceeded what Petruccius originally possessed!

If one has just arrived in reality, even if their strength increases due to different worldviews and the special nature of spiritual energy, it shouldn't be an instantaneous event.

Could it be that this guy has been in reality for a while now, and they're only just discovering it?

But if that's the case, it doesn't seem to make sense.

Even if he were to descend into the wilderness, given his personality, he would inevitably kill even more mutated creatures. Such a massacre could not possibly go unnoticed by the people of the Tian Shu Bureau.

But if that's not the reason, what other explanation could there be? Hmm? Wait a minute?

If he remembered correctly, Petitchius was a micro-elf with the earth attribute.

Could it be because of his elf identity?

Earth Tiger Armor stands on the ground and can gain the power of the earth; as an earth-type micro-sprite, it seems not impossible that it would be enhanced by the earth.

He might not have been treated this way in a world starting from scratch, but in the real world, it's not impossible.

On the other side, Zhou Ming didn't think too much and continued to rush towards Petitius recklessly; his body was pierced by the invisible hand time and time again, but it healed in an instant.

He paid no attention to the blood flowing from his wound before it was healed, and continued to close the distance between himself and Petitschius.

Just one strike, only one strike is needed.

If he can hit Petychius, even with just one strike, he will surely die!

However.
"Shh!"

Suddenly, dozens of "invisible hands" coiled around him like giant pythons, instantly enveloping Zhou Ming completely!
"Um?!"

Zhou Ming's figure completely disappeared into the invisible restraints, and only the muffled sound of flesh being squeezed could be faintly heard.

Fresh blood seeped from the cracks and dripped onto the ground, making a "drip-drip" sound.

"Zhou Ming!"

Li Shuyang's pupils contracted sharply, and flames roared fiercely on the blade.

"Don't get distracted, Zhou Ming won't die."

Fang Yuan spoke calmly, and at the same time, the spirit ring beneath his feet lit up again.

"Blue silver cage!"

Countless blue-silver vines burst forth from the ground, attempting to disrupt Petitius's actions.

However, the distorted figure suddenly froze for a moment.

He tilted his head, his mouth twisted to his ears, revealing a chilling smile:

"Not enough. Not diligent enough."

"Witch, please look at me."

"I will love you even more painfully!!!"

With that frenzied roar.

"boom!!!"

The "invisible hand" enveloping Zhou Ming suddenly contracted!
Fresh blood fell like rain!

"Poseidon Trident!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, and a dazzling azure light condensed in his hand, the divine artifact radiating immense pressure.

It's hard to know what to say about them treating a lazy bishop with such suspicion.

The real world seems to be giving these kinds of elemental life forms far too much preferential treatment.

This is also true for talented people like them.

As for Zhou Ming, there's no need to worry. With the monstrous regenerative abilities of the Demon King Muzan, even if he's crushed into dust by the "Invisible Hand," he won't really die. At most, he'll just experience the feeling of "death."

really!

The scattered flesh and blood in the air suddenly began to writhe, rapidly coalescing like living things, with bones reorganizing, blood vessels regenerating, and skin covering the body.
In just a moment, Zhou Ming was standing there unharmed!
"I almost died once."

"It's just a pity that the 'invisible hand' alone cannot kill me."

Zhou Ming looked down at his half-torn clothes and stared coldly at Petitius.

Petruccius's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints!
"Impossible! Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!!!"

He screamed hysterically.

"Sloth! What utter sloth! We failed to kill the blasphemer! Witch! I have failed your love!!!"

"We must be more diligent! We must die a more painful death!"

In his moment of madness.

"Sun Breathing - Third Form - Blazing Red Mirror!"

Seizing the opportunity, Li Shuyang unleashed a blinding light from his longsword, the intense flames distorting the surrounding air! The blade flashed in an arc like the blazing sun!
"Shh!"

Blood spurts!

Petruccius's right arm was severed at the root, and blackish-red blood bloomed into a bewitching flower in the air!
"Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!" He let out a scream that was not human, his remaining left hand tightly gripping his throat. Then suddenly, he began to laugh, veins bulging on his twisted face, and blood gushed from his severed arm like a fountain, but in mid-air it transformed into more writhing "invisible hands".

"Sloth! Sloth! So much sloth!!!"

"I love you! I love you! I love you, my witch!!!"

"Why...why don't you all just die?!"

"This is unreasonable! It makes no sense! I'm extremely dissatisfied! I'm not convinced! I'm unwilling! I'm unhappy! Your existence is a desecration of the Witch!!!"

"Die! Die! Die!!!"

With his roar, the spiritual energy in the air suddenly surged, swirling into his ravaged body like a vortex.

next second.

"boom!!!"

The space behind him distorted violently, and dozens, even hundreds, of "invisible hands" surged forth like a black wave, their numbers increasing to a suffocating degree!
They tore through the air, emitting piercing shrieks, and bombarded Li Shuyang relentlessly!

Li Shuyang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He couldn't see it, but his instincts were giving him a frantic warning!

His body reacted before he could think, his long sword blocking his chest as he retreated rapidly.

"Shh!"

An invisible arm grazed his neck, leaving a trail of blood.

"boom!"

The ground exploded at his feet, and an invisible force lifted the soil several meters high.

His breathing was rapid, his muscles tensed to the limit, and with the instinct of a swordsman, he narrowly dodged death time and time again.

Sidestep! Roll over! Stop abruptly! Lean back!
Every single time was a hair's breadth away, every single time was incredibly close!

"cough!"

An invisible hand grazed his abdomen, instantly tearing open a bloody gash.

Li Shuyang grunted, but dared not pause for a moment. His steps shifted like a phantom, and his long sword drew a blazing arc of fire in front of him, trying to block the invisible attack.

That's too fast! There are too many!
Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, his breathing became erratic, and his expression turned grave.

We can't stop! Stopping means death!
Compared to Zhou Ming and Fang Yuan, his self-healing ability is much weaker.

If pierced by the "invisible hand," he might die in an instant.

Petitschius watched Li Shuyang scrambling to escape, and trembled with excitement:

"Yes! That's it! It's painful! It's agonizing!!!"

"Then, die!!!"

More "invisible hands" surged in from all directions, like a giant net, completely blocking Li Shuyang's escape route!
Desperate situation!

The breath of death was overwhelming.

Li Shuyang's pupils contracted sharply, and the world seemed to slow down dramatically at that moment.

He clearly felt a chill.

The bone-chilling cold spread from my fingertips to my entire body, as if even my blood was freezing. Every hair on my body stood on end, and my skin became extremely sensitive to the movement of air.

"Are you going to die?"

At that moment, he subconsciously thought this.

But why?

Although he was in dire straits and his body instinctively sensed the impending death, he was not afraid of it. Therefore, even if he were to die, he would not simply stand there and wait to die.

So why is it in this state now?
With this thought in mind, an invisible wave spread through his body, and in that instant, Li Shuyang felt his mind was clearer than ever before.

He could see—no, it wasn't vision, but the trembling sensation of every cell in his body under the threat of death.

Time was stretched out indefinitely.

Petruccius's twisted smile froze frame by frame, the splattered blood paused in mid-air, and even the trajectory of the "invisible hand" tearing through the air became clearly visible.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The sound of his heart pounding was deafening.

In that life-or-death moment, his consciousness began to sink, but in the process of sinking, he touched upon a realm he had never experienced before.

"This is."

The blood flowing through the veins, the rhythm of the lungs contracting, every tremor of the muscle fibers—all the subtle changes are presented as clearly as if under a magnifying glass.

The attack of the "invisible hand" traced its complete trajectory in his mind through the flow of air!

"This is a transparent world!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, sensing the trajectory of the "invisible hand," Li Shuyang's body reacted before he could think, his neck muscles contracting with millimeter-level precision, barely avoiding a fatal blow.

"Boom!"

The second blow followed immediately.

His abdominal muscles tensed instantly, his body leaned back as lightly as a willow catkin, and an invisible arm brushed past the tip of his nose.

"I see."

The breathing technique suddenly became incredibly smooth, and the contraction of every muscle was so precise it was chilling. He could "see" the rhythm of Petitschius's lung expansion, the pulsation of the blood vessels in his neck, and even every inch of his body.

"Breathing of the Sun"

Li Shuyang slowly assumed the starting stance, the flames on the blade condensing into a tangible form.

“The Type of Picking Up · Radiant Grace”

(End of this chapter)