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Chapter 325 Hiding in Seclusion (7)

He was a person who could be described as "ambiguous," with a purple wolf's head attached to the body of a man in a suit.

His hair was ethereal, like pale purple smoke; his voice was fleeting, like a hallucination under immense pressure. He stood there undeniably, yet seemed like a phantom created by an illusion. His gaze, his gait, and his unusual appearance all made one doubt their own perception, wondering if the immense pressure had caused them to imagine his existence.

The light cast a long shadow behind him, but his figure resembled that of a bloodthirsty wolf.

"Is the pressure too much?" the wolf-headed man said kindly. "Let me adjust the information flow. That should help. Can you hear me?"

Two streams of blood flowed from Chu Hengkong's ears. He stared at the wolf-headed man, his van der trembling slightly inside his pocket.

"Looks like everything's fine," the wolf-headed man ordered. "Alright, hand over the book to me."

His gaze met Chu Hengkong's on the cover of the silver-eyed book. Chu Hengkong waved the book in front of him and stuffed it into his coat.

"Why should I?" he laughed.

The wolf-headed man laughed with interest, and Vande began to tremble.

"Listen to that arrogant tone. They're right, you're a young man who's too proud to admit it. Excellent, genius, successful... people like you always have some flaws."

A deep purple light shone in his eyes.

“You’ve had it too easy at such a young age… so you can never learn to respect those who are older than you.”

The fluttering pages froze in mid-air. Room 2978 fell silent; time seemed to vanish, leaving only the radiant, powerful purple gaze. The next moment, the pages shattered, the walls crumbled, and everything within sight shattered simultaneously. Chaotic air currents swirled, the wind howling like a pack of wolves!
In that instant, countless spike-like "color blocks" appeared, as if the program supporting the world's operation had suddenly malfunctioned, and the surface image turned into irregular geometric shapes.

A sharp pain shot through his vision, surging through his optic nerve and transforming into a roar from within his body. The chaotic patches of color were like a deadly poison; even a mere glance at them would harm any living being.

Bloodlust filled Chu Hengkong's eyes. As he closed them, he leaped up, traversing the storm of shattered fragments. He soared high above the wolf-headed man, the tip of his God-Slaying Blade whistling as it shot forth!

"Can you really draw your sword?" the wolf-headed man asked with a smile.

Chu Hengkong's body suddenly stiffened, and seven lines of blood gushed out from his joints, like invisible knives piercing out from his own body!

Hands, feet, right arm, left wrist, and right leg—seven limbs—were simultaneously twisted, or reversed like the joints of a puppet, or shattered like a balloon pierced by a needle. The fluttering pages were soaked in blood, and the room was stained with a frenzied crimson.

Chu Hengkong barely managed to land, using his Divine Slash to support his body. Just as he was about to rise, his face turned deathly pale as intense pain surged from within. Nearly 7% of his internal organs had shattered simultaneously, all because of a single glance from the wolf-headed man!
"Chongming's swordsmanship, the God-Slaying Blade, just looking at it makes my eyes hurt," the wolf-headed man sighed. "Don't look at me like that. Do you think I'd clash head-on with your swordsmanship? The best way to deal with the ultimate sword is not the ultimate shield, but to prevent the slash from being drawn."

Chu Hengkong unleashed his Undying and Indestructible Technique with all his might, repairing his body with his willpower, only to destroy it once more before the phenomena that had not ceased. A delicate balance between repair and destruction was achieved; at this moment, he could do nothing but protect himself. The wolf-headed man stepped forward, irregular blocks of color forming chaotic halos around him.

"Don't use the knife yet." Van der wrote in his pocket, "Don't make any movements. Don't try to touch it."

"You must be very resentful! You didn't even get to use your skills, yet you were crushed here by an unreasonable force," the wolf-headed man laughed. "But who told you you were just a mere point mass 3?"

"Without crossing the first abyss, one is ultimately just a mortal subject to the whims of others!"

His hand moved towards Chu Hengkong's head, the repulsive patch of color resembling protruding sharp claws. At that moment, Van der screamed, "Use your spirit!"

A crimson slash appeared out of thin air, as if the blade had struck the wolf-headed man's fingers. Chu Hengkong remained motionless, his right hand still gripping the hilt of the Divine Slash. It was a reverse-blade draw!

The spirited slashes erupted simultaneously, and three more bloody slashes blocked the long claws, causing the wolf-headed man's movements to be delayed for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Hengkong raised his left arm, his prosthetic hand pointing forward.

"When fate turns against you, heaven forsaken you; misfortune and torrential rains follow!"

A sudden, heavy, gray rain poured down, like countless long nails piercing the pages of a book. The wolf-headed man's hand crushed the powerful strike, but he barely brushed past Chu Hengkong.

The third ability of the Wrist of Calamity is a vortex that disrupts probability. In this unfortunate downpour, nothing is certain; all attacks will be deflected by fate.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chu Hengkong exerted his strength, piercing through the solid floor and falling downwards. The wolf-headed man stepped forward to give chase, but the raindrops in the room began to spin strangely, developing into a raging torrent that engulfed him in a short moment.

The Vortex of Calamity.

“You old man who clings to old feelings,” the wolf-headed man muttered.

Chu Heng descended to the lower level, slashing through the wall and rushing out of the corridor in a blood-red gust of wind. The blood that had flown out of his body flowed back under the influence of his Undying Technique, his organs reorganized, and his eyes repaired; in less than half a second, he was back to full strength. There was a life force at both the beginning and end of this level—this was the normal configuration of the Grand Library. The guards on the top floor should have been far more stringent than here, but they had all been dealt with. The wolf-headed man had been eyeing this place for a long time; unable to enter door 2978, he had been lying in wait here.

He mustered his courage and threw the two guards out the window ahead of time. His heart pounded, a heavy sense of oppression weighed on his chest, and despite encountering such a mad and powerful enemy, Chu Hengkong unconsciously laughed.

Van der, finally daring to speak from his pocket, yelled almost in despair, "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! How could it be this old bastard? Run!"

"Who is that guy?"

“It’s Fruidan Tanna Marijvis, the Chaos Smoke!” Vand screamed. “That guy is a genuine god, the most powerful illusionary demon ‘Chaos’ in terms of attack!”

All the doors in the corridor swung open simultaneously, an inexplicable force shattering the documents behind them. Turbulent currents carrying shredded paper were blasted out, like countless white butterflies dancing in the corridor. Chu Hengkong's momentum halted abruptly; his vision was completely disrupted, and the erratic gale brought immense weight, making him feel as if he were walking against a storm.

He heard footsteps again, slowly approaching behind him. The Chaos Demon had arrived. The level of the Vortex of Calamity was sufficient, but the power of mere Point 3 was not enough to slow its advance. It spread its arms, and sharp claws formed from color blocks extended like the wings of a colossus.

“I heard your voice,” said the Chaos Demon. “It really is you, Twilight’s puppet!”

"Don't look back, get out of here!" Vande screamed. "That thing is the opposite of order. Matter that exists based on structure will inevitably collapse once it encounters it. When it gets serious, just one look from it is enough to scatter you all over the world!"

“We haven’t traveled the world yet, have we? It’s a fragment of a spirit.”

"Its fragmented spirit is enough to sink your head to the bottom of the sea, so run!"

Chu Hengkong had already stopped breathing. His previous serious injuries caused the Qi of a Thousand Autumns to be activated quickly. He wrapped the burning Qi around his side and used the Burning Night to clear a path in the storm.

The Chaos Demon watched Chu Hengkong leave, then slowly raised his hand forward. His palm dissolved, turning into pale purple smoke.

"Phew." He blew a breath.

The smoke was easily blown away, spreading in the swirling wind and seeping into the ground and walls. Far below ground in the Great Archives, the crowd gasped in surprise. They saw a floor near the top turn a deep purple, cracks spreading like forked branches inside the glass, accompanied by unsettling creaking sounds.

Immediately afterwards, the entire exterior wall of the 256th floor shattered simultaneously, and shards of glass cascaded down like a waterfall. A piercing scream echoed under the blazing sun, but Chu Hengkong, inside the library, was no longer aware of the scene outside.

The thick smoke acted like a barrier, isolating the world inside from the outside. One second he was running wildly through the collapsing building, and the next he had stepped into the smoke, and in front of him was... a chaotic demon reaching out its hand! It was as if he had handed himself over to the demon's palm!
Spatial disruption. The chaotic smoke disrupted continuity, causing different coordinates to overlap!
The demon's palm loomed infinitely large before Chu Hengkong's eyes, its terrifying deep purple radiance seemingly capable of swallowing even the soul. At that moment, he closed his eyes, leaped into the air with a light touch of his toes, and silently unsheathed the Divine Slash. The blood-red light transformed into a blinding brilliance the instant it was unleashed—a strike of unparalleled power.

Shadow Appears in the Radiant Sky - Yang Yi!
He disregarded his own safety, choosing instead to slash at the demon's arm with the fastest possible strike. His burst of energy propelled him to extreme speed, so fast that even the chaotic smoke couldn't interfere with the strike forged from his will and light.

The chaotic demon's arm instantly disintegrated into smoke, and the smoke that filled the corridor surged back, forming a chaotic cage of corrosive light. The two forces clashed fiercely, erupting after only a moment of contact.

The Chaotic Demon took a step back, while Chu Hengkong was swept by the storm to the end of the corridor. He slashed through the barrier with a backhand slash and leaped into the world beyond the sunlight!

"—That's all."

Then, the fist of smoke pierced his chest.

The Chaos Demon's other arm appeared behind him, piercing his heart with a merciless blow!
This is the natural course of events. Being able to disrupt the enemy's position naturally allows one to change their own. No, for this terrifying deity, even altering their own existence is effortless. It can freely appear anywhere; smoke, air currents, and liquids can all become "chaos demons." It clenches its fist and shatters a living heart!

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Its palms were empty.

There was no blood, no remains, the heart was gone, and even the enemy's corpse was nowhere to be found.

The chaotic demon stared at the palm that had materialized, its mind a jumble of confused sensations and contradictory memories. The reality that should have happened had been erased. One possibility had been abruptly shut down.

"This is……!"

On the 248th floor, Chu Hengkong sat down with his back against the wall. His withered bone wings stretched out behind him, like a cloak covering half of his body.

Deathwing in the Sky!

(End of this chapter)