Chapter 972 - 361: Captain Fang, Let’s Go to Hell Together and Become One!!! (Part 2)

This aura...

Is just like that Ghost Mother I saw before!!

That was a true God!

Before the thought could land.

A presence far beyond what had come before—so violent it made one shudder—exploded out from within Chen Yuanshan’s body beneath the cross.

Boom!!!

As if an Ancient Fierce Beast that had been slumbering suddenly opened its blood-red eyes.

Substantial scarlet baleful qi erupted like a volcano, blasting out from Chen Yuanshan as the center, forming a ring of dark red shockwaves visible to the naked eye that slammed brutally in all directions.

Fang Qingyu was caught off guard; the Power of Star Remains flared reflexively to protect his body.

He was forcibly shoved backward by the raging airblast, sliding back several steps, his feet plowing out two deep furrows.

At the same time, the entire Blood-colored Space shook violently.

In the fissures cracking open across the ground, the viscous blood-light that had originally only been slowly flowing toward Chen Yuanshan now surged as though it had received the summons of a sovereign, suddenly turning wild and ferocious.

Countless thick blood-colored pillars like dragons spewed madly up out of the cracks in the earth.

Like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, they rushed over each other to pour into Chen Yuanshan’s seemingly withered body.

"Ugh... ah——!"

A groan that was both agony and extreme ecstasy squeezed out from deep in Chen Yuanshan’s throat.

He slowly, with difficulty, stood up from before the cross.

As though bearing a weight of ten thousand jun on his back.

When he turned around to face Fang Qingyu...

Fang Qingyu’s starry eyes narrowed slightly.

Chen Yuanshan’s face was still that old face wrinkled all over.

But those eyes—those once-clouded eyeballs—had now completely transformed into two slowly rotating blood-colored vortices.

Deep within the vortices lay pure madness, greed, and a nonhuman indifference.

Viscous dark red blood-light flowed beneath his skin.

As if countless tiny blood-worms were writhing there.

He raised one withered hand and casually wiped away a thread of dark red blood at the corner of his mouth that had somehow seeped out.

Looking at Fang Qingyu, who had been blasted back by his erupting aura.

Those vortex eyes of blood erupted with a greed and excitement like never before.

"Captain Fang..." Chen Yuanshan’s voice was like sandpaper scraping, "your combat strength... is even greater than this old man imagined!"

He was trembling slightly from excitement, spreading his arms as though to embrace this fact that drove him into a frenzy of joy.

"This is just... too wonderful!"

The naked, ravenous greed in his eyes that regarded Fang Qingyu as a peerless treasure was enough to chill the bones.

Just then.

The body of his grandson—bound to the cross and already mangled beyond recognition—

Slowly floated down, as if drawn by invisible strings.

It finally came to hover before Chen Yuanshan.

The excitement in Chen Yuanshan’s blood eyes instantly peaked.

He stretched out a claw-like withered hand and, cherishing it beyond measure, even with a hint of sickly tenderness, stroked the small patch of still relatively intact skin left on his grandson’s broken cheek.

"Don’t be impatient, Captain Fang..." Then Chen Yuanshan suddenly raised his head, blood eyes locking onto Fang Qingyu like a vise, his lips splitting into a huge, horrifying arc, "Once I... finish savoring this last delicacy, we can immediately fuse into one! Hahaha! Eternity! This is the true path to eternity!"

Before the words finished.

Under Fang Qingyu’s sharply constricting pupils.

Chen Yuanshan suddenly seized the only arm his grandson had left that was still relatively intact.

He opened that mouth which still belonged to a human...

And then, with a movement completely beyond human jaw limits, at a hideous angle that nearly split to his ears, he bit down hard!

Crack!

The scalp-numbing sound of bones shattering rang out clearly.

Chen Yuanshan chewed like a madman, his withered cheeks contorting grotesquely from the force of his gnawing.

Dark red bloody froth mixed with bone fragments flowed and dripped endlessly from the torn corners of his mouth.

His throat rolled violently, emitting gulps of satisfaction and greed.

Those blood vortex eyes stayed fixed on Fang Qingyu as he chewed and swallowed, surging with utter indulgence and a disgusting desire to share.

A powerful wave of visceral nausea suddenly boiled up from Fang Qingyu’s stomach.

Even after weathering Corpse Mountain and seas of blood, this ultimate aberration and madness of a grandfather eating his grandson still hammered at his nerves.

Fang Qingyu forcibly suppressed that discomfort.

His star-crystal-covered face turned frigid.

His voice resounded through starlight, carrying a chill like never before:

"Originally, I thought you were merely a selfish, self-serving cold-blooded piece of trash, willing to do anything to become a God."

Fang Qingyu slowly raised his hand, the surging starlight around him suddenly drawing inward and compressing, locking head-on against the violent, blood-reeking baleful qi radiating from Chen Yuanshan’s body.

"But now it seems, I was wrong..."

"You’re no longer human."

As his low shout fell.

The other two dormant origin powers within Fang Qingyu’s body erupted like stars ignited by his Star Core.

Boom! Boom!

On his left side, the resplendent, fiercest, blazing golden Shenxiao Thunder detonated.

Countless fine golden electric serpents raged and roared, instantly coiling around his left arm and left side of his body, both encased in pitch-black Star Crystal.

On his right side was the chaotic force woven of deep darkness and pure radiance.

The Origin of the Realm Patrol.

Light and Dark, like two entangled giant pythons, surged out of the void, bearing the primordial might of dissolution and Creation, of Order and Chaos, coiling about the right side of his body.

Three strands of Power.

The vast starlight of the Star Shattering Constellation, the Thunder of the Shenxiao Envoy, the Light and Dark of the Realm Patrol.

They clashed and tore madly within Fang Qingyu’s body.

His pitch-black Star Crystal body in its Star Remnant Form became the strongest furnace and frame.

"Fuse!"

Fang Qingyu let out a low roar.

The Star Crystal Horn at his brow flared with dazzling light, enforcing its dominion!

Starlight flowed into star-river meridians, becoming the toughest foundation and framework, forcibly encompassing and channeling all.