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Chapter 208 Greed of the Abyss! (Updated 55 times out of 2 words)

boom--! ! !
The dark golden torrent of destruction collided violently with the colossal, thunderous hand that blotted out the sun!

Time seemed to stretch out and freeze at that moment.

All the figures engaged in fierce fighting at the edge of the basin froze for a moment.

Donald's obese body was pinned to the ground by Zhang Hong, both of them bleeding from their mouths and noses, their eyes filled with extreme horror!
Madman Jinwei's giant axe flew out of his hand, and his burly body was pushed back repeatedly by the shockwave.

For the first time, fear appeared on his scarred face.

The figure of Youhun Cangning was jolted out of stealth mode as if struck by a heavy hammer. His pale face was bloodless, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his eerie eyes were fixed on the center of the explosion, filled with disbelief.

The entire battlefield fell into a brief, deathly stillness under this earth-shattering collision!

Everyone's movements were forced to stop, their minds completely seized by the apocalyptic scene!
The eye of the storm.

The struggle between the Thunderfire Dragon and the Thunder Giant Hand reached its climax.

The dark golden flames burned wildly, eroding the lightning contained in the giant hand, emitting a piercing "sizzling" sound, like billions of lava worms gnawing at the flesh and blood of a god!
The giant hand was about to crush and obliterate this evil dragon that dared to blaspheme against divine power.

The scorched rock beneath Fang Qingyu's feet had long since transformed into a flowing pool of lava.

His entire body was engulfed in flames, and the dark golden patterns of the calamity fire on his skin shone brightly, like a molten lava earth about to collapse.

The terrifying impact pierced through the Dragon Sparrow's Blade, like a million red-hot steel needles stabbing into his arm, torso, and internal organs!

"Ugh—!"

A low growl, suppressed to the extreme, burst forth from deep within Fang Qingyu's throat.

The muscles, bones, and meridians throughout the body were groaning in unbearable strain.

Even with its terrifying defense of 46 points, the Golden Body felt a tearing pain under this collision that exceeded the limits of the Profound Realm.

The Crimson Blaze Flame operated wildly, repairing every inch of the torn flesh.

But the speed of repair seems to be lagging behind the speed of destruction!

Blood tinged with golden light spilled from the corner of Fang Qingyu's mouth, instantly evaporating due to the high temperature on his body!
On the high cliff, Wen Tianzong's expression was equally solemn.

His body was surrounded by purple lightning, which connected with the huge Thunder Ancestor Dharma Image behind him. The Dharma Image's phantom image fluctuated violently, and the giant palm that was slamming down was being frantically torn apart and burned by the dark golden thunderfire dragon.

Has it become illusory and unstable?

That invincible will to punish on behalf of Heaven was held back by a blade of light that was equally domineering and arrogant, and even more violent, making it impossible for it to advance an inch.

"You ants! How dare you blaspheme against divine might?!"

Wen Tianzong's voice carried a hint of shock and anger, and for the first time, he lost his calm and control.

His hands swiftly formed a hand seal, and purple lightning surged around his body. He uttered an ancient and obscure Thunder God mantra: "Nine Heavens Respond to the Origin, Thunder Spreads Universally! Imperial Decree: All Thunder Return to Their Source!"

Rumble, rumble—! ! !
With his decree, the entire basin erupted into a frenzy of purple thunderstorm clouds.

Countless thicker and more condensed lightning pillars, as if heeding the king's call, frantically broke away from their original trajectories and converged on Wen Tianzong's head, pouring into the enormous Thunder Ancestor Dharma Image!

The body of Lei Zu's Dharma form instantly became more solid, and his blurry face seemed to become clearer, revealing supreme heavenly might!

The giant hand, engulfed in flames, suddenly shone with a brilliant purple-gold light.

The power instantly increased to a higher level, pressing down fiercely once more!

The devastating pressure has increased dramatically!

"puff!"

Fang Qingyu was struck as if by a heavy blow, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body sinking several inches downwards.

The lava pool beneath their feet suddenly exploded.

The Dragon Sparrow Blade trembled as if it were wailing, and the dark golden lightning on the blade was suppressed and flickered, as if it would be extinguished at any moment!
The gap in their levels of understanding is now clearly revealed.

Wen Tianzong was, after all, a genuine second-tier expert.

He is a candidate for the position of the Thunder God!
Its power is as vast as an abyss.

"Aoko!"

In the distance, Wei Banmeng and the other two, who were forced back by the shockwave, were furious and wanted to rush forward, but they were blocked by the even more violent aftershocks of thunder and the chaotic energy storm!

"Hahaha! Die, you son of a bitch!"

When the madman Jinwei saw Fang Qingyu vomit blood, he let out a wild roar of joy, as if he saw the source energy beckoning to him!
Ultimately, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

A hint of disappointment and cold calculation flashed in Youhun Cangning's eyes as he silently disappeared into the deeper shadows, searching for the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

The hearts of everyone at Deep Blue Heavy Industry sank to the bottom, and Donald looked ashen-faced.

At this critical moment.

Just as the giant purple-gold palm was about to completely crush the dark gold thunderfire dragon and slam Fang Qingyu and the ground beneath his feet into the lava hell.

Fang Qingyu suddenly raised his head.

In the depths of those eyes, blurred by blood and stung by lightning, all the pain, all the pressure, and all the human emotions were instantly burned away.

All that remains is the purest, most primal, and most violent will to destroy.

Like a slumbering, ancient, ferocious god, it has opened its eyes to destroy the world!

"The God of Thunder?"

Fang Qingyu's voice was hoarse, like two pieces of red-hot metal rubbing together, each word filled with burning blood and madness, "You dare to judge me?!"

"Bloodlust—!!!"

Om-! ! !
An invisible explosion originating from the deepest part of one's bloodline!
It was as if millions of ancient, dormant volcanoes were simultaneously awakening and erupting within Fang Qingyu's body.

An unimaginable, terrifying force, violent enough to tear his own body apart.

Like a cataclysmic flood bursting its banks, it instantly broke through all the constraints of the meridians, ignited every drop of blood, and melted every inch of bone and tendon.

Chi chi chi——! ! !
On Fang Qingyu's exposed skin, the golden, lava-like patterns of calamity fire instantly turned crimson red, like a branding iron.

Immediately afterwards, blood lines burning with dark golden calamity flames erupted wildly from the edges of the patterns and from the pores all over the body.

The person's overall size did not increase.

But the overall atmosphere has undergone a dramatic change.

His body was surrounded by thick, magma-like, raging crimson flames.

Within the flames, dark golden arcs of lightning leaped wildly, emitting a roar even more ferocious than the thunder from the heavens.

A terrifying and ferocious force, like a tangible hurricane, swept across all directions.

The lava pool beneath Fang Qingyu's feet was instantly evaporated and flattened by this ferocious power.

"What...what is this?!"

The maniacal laughter on Jinwei's face froze, replaced by utter horror.

"A forbidden bloodline technique?!"

The ghostly figure of Cangning trembled violently in the shadows, and cried out in alarm. For the first time, true fear was revealed on its eerie face!
"not good!"

Wen Tianzong's pupils contracted sharply, and a warning screamed in his heart.

The Thunder Ancestor's Dharma Image behind him seemed to sense the deadly threat as well, and a hint of shock and anger appeared on its blurred face!
But, it's too late!
"Break it for me!!!"

Fang Qingyu's roar was like the roar of millions of ferocious beasts, drowning out all the thunder in the world!

He gripped the Dragon Sparrow Blade tightly with both hands, and the blood-flame-burning blade burst forth with an unprecedentedly dazzling light.

No longer blocking, no longer enduring that overwhelming giant palm.

Instead, they faced the destructive purple-gold giant hand and the lofty image of the Thunder Ancestor!

From bottom to top
Reverse Slash!

The blade's trajectory left a trail that could not be healed for a long time, a mark burning with blood flames and dark golden lightning.
Thunderous Blaze World-Burning Slash in its Bloodlust Form.

This marks its first appearance in the world.

Boom-! ! ! !

This collision did not produce any earth-shattering explosive energy.

There was only one beam of light that tore everything apart.

A destructive blade of light, condensed to its ultimate form, purely formed from burning crimson calamity flames and dark gold destructive lightning!
Like a giant axe that splits the heavens, or a judgment that destroys the world!
Silently, it cut into the giant purple-gold palm containing immense divine power!

There was no stalemate, no power struggle.

Only annihilation that is utterly devastating.

Tsk-!
A piercing tearing sound echoed throughout the arena.

That thunderous giant hand, powerful enough to crush mountains and annihilate all laws, was like butter meeting a scalding hot knife before this destructive blade of light, and was split in two from the palm!
The blade's momentum continued unabated, flowing upstream along the crack in the giant palm, and fiercely slashing towards the majestic Thunder Ancestor's Dharma Image behind it, which represented the authority of the Nine Heavens' Thunder Punishment!
"Do not--!!!"

Wen Tianzong let out a horrified roar!
He frantically channeled his divine power, trying to stabilize his Dharma form, and even considered detonating part of it to block the destructive strike!

But it was all in vain!

Where the blade flashed, it struck the Dharma image's arms, chest, and neck.
Like ice and snow thrown into a furnace, it crumbled inch by inch, turning into the most primitive, out-of-control purple plasma, scattering and splashing in all directions.

boom! ! !
The blurry yet majestic head of Lei Zu's avatar was completely pierced by the destructive blade light.

The entire enormous illusory image of the Dharma suddenly froze.

Then it let out a silent wail, and like shattered glass, it exploded with a deafening roar.

Fragments of purple-gold lightning rained down like meteors, blasting countless craters into the earth below.

A violent and out-of-control storm of lightning energy swept in all directions, tearing everything that came near to shreds.

"puff--!!!"

The backlash from the forced shattering of the Dharma Image was like a million heavy hammers, slamming into Wen Tianzong's mind and body.

He was struck dumb, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The purple lightning swirling around him instantly dimmed and became chaotic.

That once calm and dignified face, imbued with divine majesty, was now nothing but deathly pale and utterly horrified!

His proud image of the Thunder God symbolized his supreme authority to punish on behalf of Heaven.
It was actually shattered by a single strike from a martial artist at the Transcendent Realm?!

This terrifying scene, defying all expectations, pierced the hearts of every spectator on the edge of the basin like the coldest steel needle.

Dead!

A deeper, more profound silence enveloped the entire battlefield.

Madman Jinwei gaped, and the figure of Youhun Cangning froze completely in the shadows.

That single strike shattered not only the Dharma image, but also all the calculations and contempt the two held for Fang Qingyu.

All that remained was a chilling, bone-chilling fear.

The people from Deep Blue Heavy Industry forgot to breathe. Zhang Hong supported Donald, and the two of them forgot their own injuries, staring blankly at the center of the destructive storm, at the figure covered in blood, burning with crimson flames, standing like a demon god.

Donald's fat face twitched uncontrollably. It was a distorted expression of extreme shock and ecstasy.

"It seems your god can't save you?"

Fang Qingyu's hoarse voice rang out again, heavy with panting, but even colder than before.

The burning blood flames around his body slowly subsided, the lava gold patterns on his skin dimmed considerably, and were even covered with fine cracks, with blood constantly seeping out and being evaporated by the high temperature.

The cost of bloodshed is a bit high.

Fang Qingyu's condition at this moment is definitely not good.

But it still stood ramrod straight.

The Dragon Sparrow cleaves the earth at an angle, its blade dripping lava and still-smoldering dark gold sparks.

Their gazes pierced through the falling fragments of lightning, like two cold spears, fixed firmly on the staggering figure atop the high cliff.

When Wen Tianzong met those eyes, his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by a cold, iron hand!

fear!

A fear, born from his very life instinct and long forgotten since becoming a Chosen One, instantly coiled around his soul like a cold, venomous snake.

There was no ecstatic joy in his eyes, only the purest, cold killing intent, like looking at prey.

And a kind of overwhelming ferocity that dares to shatter and trample even the authority of gods.

Wen Tianzong had no doubt that as long as he dared to linger for even a moment longer...

The opponent's final blow will undoubtedly be aimed at his head without hesitation.

What family missions, what Thunder Source Essence, what the dignity of the Chosen Ones.

In the face of the fear of death, all of that is insignificant!
"Fang Qingyu, you're very good!"

Wen Tianzong squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse and distorted, filled with resentment and fear.

Bite the tip of your tongue hard.

He spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which landed on the constantly buzzing Thunder Strike Mace at his waist!
"Divine Speed ​​- Lightning Escape!"

The blinding purple light instantly engulfed him.

He transformed into a streak of purple lightning faster than the limits of vision, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest lingering, and without even caring about the other members of his family, fleeing for his life in the opposite direction from Starfire Fortress.

Only a faint, dissipating lightning mark remained, filled with panic and disarray!
Wen Tianzong, a candidate for the Thunder God, was defeated and fled!
The entire basin was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Only the deafening roar of the uncontrolled lightning crashing to the ground and the still-raging roar of the boiling sea of ​​lightning reminded everyone that what had just happened was not a dream.

Madman Jinwei, Ghostly Cangning, and all the remaining desperados who still harbored illusions about the Origin, looked at the disheveled lightning disappearing into the distance, and then at the figure in the center of the basin that, though teetering on the brink of collapse, still stood like a demon god. A chill ran from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.

Even Wen Tianzong was defeated and fled!

Who are they?
Greed and fear are locked in a fierce tug-of-war in everyone's heart.

Fang Qingyu did not look at those people.

Instead, she slowly turned around, each step landing on the scorching hot glass floor, leaving footprints that burned with sparks.

Their gaze was fixed solely on the very center of that boiling sea of ​​thunder.

That dark purple ball of light, pulsating to its extreme, emanated a vast and boundless aura of the origin of thunder!
Thunderous Origin Core!

The Dragon Sparrow Blade seemed to sense its master's will, emitting an intensely yearning hum. The remaining dark gold lightning on the blade leaped up again, pointing towards the source core as if it were alive.

Fang Qingyu looked down at the battle sword in his hand that had accompanied him through countless battles, and a smile appeared on his blood-stained and cracked face.

He then took a deep breath, suppressing the overwhelming weakness churning within him.

Summoning his last bit of strength, he took a step forward, his figure becoming a blur, instantly traversing the last few hundred meters and arriving before the dark purple ball of light pulsating like a thunderbolt's heart!

A violent aura of lightning surged towards him, almost tearing him apart.

However, the remaining flames of tribulation around him stubbornly burned, creating a small space for Fang Qingyu.

No hesitation!

Fang Qingyu held the Dragon Sparrow Blade upside down with both hands, aiming the tip at the pulsating source core, and thrust it down with all his might!
Pfft——!
It felt as if a viscous liquid of lightning had been pierced into it.

The blade was instantly engulfed by dense, dark purple lightning.

Om-! ! !
The Dragon Sparrow Slashes Calamity with a deafening, exhilarating cry.

Like a dragon finally receiving rain after a long drought, it let out a triumphant roar.

On the blade, the mysterious and ancient dark gold patterns seemed to come alive, instantly shining brightly.

A terrifying suction force erupted from the blade.

The dark purple ball of light, containing the immense power of thunder's origin, seemed to have found an outlet, transforming into an incredibly thick purple torrent that surged wildly and continuously into the blade of the Dragon Sparrow Slaying Calamity!
As the dark golden blade absorbed the essence of the purple lightning, it began to undergo a visible transformation.

Advancement begins.

This process takes time.

Absolute security is required.

"It's done!"

In the distance, Wei Banmeng and the other two were overjoyed and rushed towards Fang Qingyu's direction.

Under Zhang Hong's roar, the people from Deep Blue Heavy Industry unleashed their last fighting power, tenaciously holding off the nearest enemy to buy time for Fang Qingyu!
Donald was so excited that his entire body trembled: "Hold on! Protect Mr. Fang at all costs!!"

however!
Just when the situation seemed settled, and Wei Banmeng thought everything was over, and Deep Blue Heavy Industry's tense nerves were about to relax.

A sudden change occurred!

"Source Material!!!"

"Now's the time! Grab it—!!!"

"Kill him! The Source Essence will be ours!!!"

Fortune favors the bold! Let's risk it all!!!

Countless hoarse, frantic voices, filled with greed and recklessness, erupted suddenly from every corner of the basin's edge, like a long-suppressed volcano!

Those desperate criminals who had previously stood on the sidelines watching the show, temporarily suppressing their greed.

Those lone warriors who came from various strongholds and did not belong to any major power.

Those struggling to survive in the "abyss," yearning for a chance to turn their lives around.

There were even a few cultists who had previously pretended to be entangled by Deep Blue, but suddenly unleashed power far exceeding their previous strength.

They were like sharks that had smelled blood.

It's like a dam that's been broken by the last straw.

At this moment, when Wen Tianzong was defeated and fled, Fang Qingyu seemed to be seriously injured.

The suppressed greed, fear, and the insane thought that "if I miss this chance, I'll never have another one" completely overwhelmed the defenses of reason.

"Do it!!!"

Suddenly, someone let out a piercing scream!

next moment!
boom--! ! !
Like a black torrent bursting its banks!
More than 40% of the onlookers, numbering over a hundred, swarmed like a disturbed hornet's nest, unleashing their most secret techniques at astonishing speed.

Their goals were perfectly aligned.

It didn't head straight for the Thunder Source.

It was at the crucial moment when Fang Qingyu inserted the Dragon Sparrow into the source essence and began his advancement that he was "unable to be distracted by anything else"!

Interrupt him! Severely injure him! Even kill him!

If this process is interrupted, the source core may explode due to uncontrolled energy.

Or if things fall into an unstable state, they will have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters and seize even a little bit of something while things are in chaos!

As for the divine power that Fang Qingyu just displayed?

Faced with the temptation to change one's destiny, and the false sense of security brought by a large number of people, fear is completely crushed by greed!

"Stop them!!!"

The ecstasy on Donald's face instantly turned into extreme terror and contortion, and he let out a heart-wrenching roar!
"Protect Mr. Fang!!!"

Zhang Hong's eyes were bloodshot, and his deep blue force field suddenly erupted as he charged towards the surging black crowd!
Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan's expressions changed drastically in an instant!
They were closest to Fang Qingyu and reacted the fastest!
"court death!"

With a shout, Wei Banmengqing drew his Xuanchi Twin Blades instantly, the icy blue blade light sweeping out like a storm!

"Block!!"

Chu Kuanglan roared, his bronze body swelled, and his hard skills were pushed to the limit. He slammed into the several people rushing from the side like a human chariot!
Lu Jiuyuan's blade flashed like lightning, swift as a ghost, instantly slashing at several figures attempting to flank him.

Deep Blue Heavy Industry's elite guards, their eyes bloodshot, frantically charged into the crowd.

but.
Too many people!

Too much stuff!
That's insane!
These people come from all directions, like countless murky streams flowing into the ocean!

There are warriors who charge head-on.

There are assassins who use unpredictable movement techniques to evade detection.

There are cultists who only use ranged skills from a distance.

Some even rushed towards Wei Banmeng and his group, using their bodies to block their interception.

The tide of greed and despair instantly overwhelmed the defenses hastily erected by Deep Blue Heavy Industries.

Countless attacks, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound, came from all sorts of tricky angles, bypassing the interception of Wei Banmeng and her two companions, and overcoming the desperate blocking of the Deep Blue Guards!

Towards Fang Qingyu, who had his back to everyone.

It poured down fiercely!

Attacks of all kinds are coming in droves!

The aura of destruction instantly enveloped Fang Qingyu and the source core in front of him!

"Do not--!!!"

Donald let out a desperate wail, and his obese body went limp.

For the first time, all color drained from Wei Banmeng's usually cold face, and her eyes were filled with utter helplessness.

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan were furious and desperately wanted to return to help, but they were held back by even more people.

Finished!

No matter how strong Fang Qingyu is, it is impossible for him to withstand the deadly attacks from hundreds of crazy desperados from all directions while he is completely unprepared and fully focused on guiding the dragon sparrow to advance!

The dragon sparrow's advancement was thwarted at the last moment!
Even Fang Qingyu himself might be completely overwhelmed by this terrifying torrent of attacks in an instant.

The surging black crowd, their faces twisted with madness and desperate ferocity, were like demons crawling out of hell, rushing toward the "hope" and "wealth" that were within their grasp!
The abyss's greed was laid bare at this moment!

(End of this chapter)