Chapter 985 - 364: This Is the Power of God!!

The light grew dense and sticky to the extreme.

It even began to emit a faint golden aura.

"Huh... ugh—!"

From within the blood cocoon, an inhuman cry of pain suddenly echoed.

It also carried an extreme joy of transformation, breaking free from the cocoon.

Under Fang Qingyu’s starry gaze, the violently writhing blood cocoon suddenly contracted inward.

As if all the light were forcibly compressed.

The next second—

Boom!!!

The blood cocoon exploded outward like a supernova.

The sticky blood light shot out like millions of blood arrows in all directions, illuminating the entire hall in a shade of red gold.

A figure slowly emerged from the center of the exploding blood light.

The old and withered skin, like discarded snake skin.

Turned to ashes in the explosive shockwave.

In its place was a youthful body.

Appearing to be no more than twenty, with a tall and well-proportioned physique.

The previously gray and dry hair transformed into a bizarre head of flowing dark gold gleaming red hair, like burning blood flames cascading over his shoulders.

His skin exhibited a jade-like white sheen, yet was covered in countless intricate dark gold patterns.

These patterns flowed slowly across his body as if alive.

Spreading from the center of his eyebrows to his neck, covering his chest, winding around his arms, and extending to his bare ankles.

Emitting an oppressive sense of intertwining holiness and malice.

The rejuvenated Chen Yuanshan slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were they?

The whites had completely transformed into a deep dark gold.

The pupils were like two burning, melted gold-colored bloody suns.

Inside, there was no trace of human emotion, only a pure divinity overlooking ants, indifferent to all life.

As if everything in the world.

In his eyes, was merely nourishment ready to be absorbed at any moment.

He slightly lowered his head, looking at his white palm, fingers slowly closing, joints cracking crisply.

A slight uncontrollable arc.

Slowly lifted at the corner of his mouth.

The arc widened, finally turning into a mad laugh that shook the entire earth palace!

"Hahaha—"

Chen Yuanshan suddenly raised his head.

Locks his gaze on the still-calm Fang Qingyu below.

"Captain Fang!!!"

The voice of the young Chen Yuanshan also became clear and powerful.

"Did you see?! This... is the power of gods, unimaginable for you!!!"

He spread his arms, seemingly embracing the whole world.

A cruel pleasure flickered in his melted gold blood eyes: "You... will regret it!"

In the midst of mad laughter.

The young Chen Yuanshan suddenly raised his right hand, fingers splayed, grasping fiercely in Fang Qingyu’s direction!

"It’s over, Captain Fang! Next... let’s move to a more spacious stage."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qingyu’s gaze suddenly tightened slightly.

Because he heard a very faint crunch.

Like the sound of an eggshell breaking.

Very light, and very quiet.

But this sound...

Meant, the force field was broken!!!

It was in that instant.

The fist pit punched by Fang Qingyu, and the furrow plowed by Chen Yuanshan, the combat shock waves tearing the fissures.

All seemed to rewind, rapidly mending and restoring.

In just one breath!

The earth palace hall, which had been covered in scars, suddenly became brand new.

With smooth walls, polished floors, and an intact dome.

Without a trace of the battle left.

Chen Yuanshan floated in midair, his red hair moving no breeze, divine runes on his body flowing with dark gold blood light.

He swept his melted gold blood eyes over the hall, which had instantly recovered.

A smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Welcome... back to reality, Captain Fang."

...

Celestial Punishment Association Headquarters, Central Hall, first floor.

The fierce battle was in full swing.

"Roar! Tear them apart!!"

Gu Yan let out an inhuman roar, covered in drab stone armor.

Skeletal spines protruded from joints, with a violent aura.

A huge bone battleaxe in his hand slashed fiercely towards Chu Kuanglan with the shriek of tearing air.

"Get out of my way!"

Chu Kuanglan’s hair and beard bristled, meeting him head-on with a giant sword backed by overwhelming power like a landslide and tsunami.

Clang—!!!

Among the deafening clash of metal.

The violent air waves swept several black-robed guards flying away.

Jiang Wei was surrounded by surging red flames, like the sun at the core of the battlefield.

Wherever she passed, the elite Desolate Bone Corps members controlled by Chen Yuanshan’s secret technique, retaining pain and partial consciousness, turned to charcoal.

The cries of battle and screams of pain mixed together.

Turned the entire hall into a boiling meat grinder.

Severed limbs and remnants mixed with the foul black blood and the Desolate Bone Corps’ unique gray-white bone debris, covering the cold ground.

Suddenly—

Crack...

A very faint shattering sound appeared out of nowhere.

Just as this soft sound fell...

All those fighting.

Their movements involuntarily froze for a moment.

Followed by.

Within the hall, the walls shattered by violent forces, the crumbled ground, the exploded pillars...

All damage caused by fierce fighting.

Seemed as if wiped across by an invisible eraser.

The shattered bricks flew back to original positions, cracks mended, and collapsed pillars stood upright again!

In just one breath!

The hall that had been a wrecked purgatory instantly became clean as new.

With smooth walls, polished floors, and intact pillars.

As if the intense slaughter just now had never occurred.

Only the bloodthirsty air and pools of blood not yet dried on the ground, and the dripping wounds and torn clothing on everyone silently prove that everything was not an illusion.

"What the hell!!!"

Chu Kuanglan was the first to react, looking at the pristine ground beneath his giant sword that had just been restored without a single scratch, and let out a cry of disbelief.