Chapter 779 - 123: The Fall of the Master of the Mucous Sea

Compared to the endless pus sea that roiled before, the realm of the Master of the Mucous Sea has visibly shrunk by nearly half, its edges now a vast, solidified, necrotic gray-black swamp, exuding a nauseating aura of deathly silence.

The pus in the core region, though still churning, has lost its lively and sticky nature akin to living creatures, its colors dull, like a mighty beast drained of its essence blood, struggling to survive.

The corrupt Divine Light flowing over its surface is weak like a flickering candle in the wind.

The three vertical eyes of contaminated blood are filled with veins of pain, burning within not the pure destruction, but a mixture of incredulity and towering rage and venom.

At the heart of its existence, a mass of corrupt origin light lies deep within the massive wound inflicted by Chi You’s heaven-reaching slash, violently pulsing, its light flickering sporadically.

Each contraction accompanied by the painful spurt of ink-green origin pus.

The edge of the tear, ripped and peeled by Stabbing Immortal, stubbornly blocked from healing by the annihilating black fumes of Space Annihilation, the extreme coldness of Ice Prison Eternal Damnation, and the petals of Eternal Oblivion.

The tenacious life force granted by its Golden Immortal rank prevents its complete collapse, yet its aura has plummeted, making every attempt to marshal the forces of the Rotting Abyss for counterattacks seem feeble,

provoking even greater tumultuous wailing throughout the Rotting Abyss.

"Good!"

Upon hearing Shen Fei’s words, it’s known that Shen Fei has probably completed his attempt.

Moreover, it has indeed given them a great shock.

Shi Yue’s voice erupts across the chaotic battlefield; he exchanges glances with Qingfeng, both seeing the shock reflected in each other’s eyes.

Shen Fei and his Companion Spirit, in the form of a Profound Immortal, have remarkably forced this Golden Immortal-level Abyss Lord to such an extreme situation, exceeding their expectations in potential and combat power.

"Wretched fiend! Prepare for annihilation!" Shi Yue takes a step forward, and the void beneath his feet seems to transform into an indomitable ancient earth. His hands press forward, and behind him suddenly rises a towering phantom of an Ancient Mountain, seemingly condensed from the core of the entire Star Domain!

This mountain is not composed of rock but woven from countless earth-yellow "Mountain Path" Dao patterns, exuding a divine power that suppresses eternity and anchors heaven and earth.

"Suppress!" Shi Yue shouts, his voice like the rhythm of the earth. The ancient mountain phantom crashes down thunderously.

The target is not the enormous body of the Master of the Mucous Sea but is precisely locked onto the area of the greatest origin wound, most repeatedly ravaged by Shen Fei’s Summoned Beast, where defenses are weakest!

Boom ——————!

Space emits a groan of unbearable weight. The moment the mountain phantom falls, an irresistible "Mountain Path" descends with a colossal force that stagnates everything!

The tumultuous pus solidifies as if invested with billions of years of Xuanbing.

The frantically writhing corrupt tentacles are forcibly pressed back onto the surface of the pus sea, unable to move.

Even the spasms of the Master of the Mucous Sea’s enormous body seem paused.

In the core area of the battlefield, the flow of time itself seems slowed by this ultimate force.

The struggling, pulsing mass of corrupt origin light at the top is ruthlessly crushed by the base of the mountain phantom, its glow diminishing sharply, emanating a teeth-clenching "creak" of pressure, sounding!

Almost simultaneously with the mountain phantom’s descent,

Qingfeng’s form transforms into a streak of azure shock, tearing through the void! His fingers point like a sword, and behind him, the phantom of countless Divine Swords resounds, converging into a blue-gold Sword Dao river.

He is the sharpest sword-point, slicing through cause and effect, cutting through the Dao with fierce killing intent, directly piercing the origin core of the Master of the Mucous Sea, suppressed by Shi Yue’s mountain, where defense is lowest!

"Qingfeng break the Dao, Slash!"

Shhi——!

There is no earth-shattering explosion, only a subtle sound as if capable of slicing through the soul.

Qingfeng, becoming one with his sword, silently cleaves space like the most fragile thin paper, leaving long indelible azure sword marks.

The corrupt origin light mass, pinned under Shi Yue’s mountain and facing Qingfeng’s sword, is sliced open like hot knife through butter, creating a deep and penetrating fissure!

Sticky as liquid jadeite, harboring the purest Path of Corruption origin substance, it floods out like a breached dam from the fissure! This time, it is not contamined blood, but the core Tao Source forming its foundational existence!

The Master of the Mucous Sea emits its most heartrending and despairing wail, violently convulsing the entire Rotting Abyss, causing vast portions of the pus sea to instantly lose vitality, turning into dead ashes.

"Jasper Pool, restore the status of many soldiers and have the others reap the remaining Abyssal Creatures." Shen Fei’s voice is icily calm, precisely directing his forces to execute the final harvest and protection amidst the death stroke opportunity fashioned by the two Elders.

The "Hourglass of Time" mark on Jasper Pool’s forehead shines brilliantly, expanding the domain of Space-Time End·Ten Thousand Dao Ancestors. An intangible ripple of time sweeps across the battlefield.

The suppressive power of Shi Yue’s mountain phantom and the sword marks Qingfeng carved are accelerated in effect, prolonging the time upon the Master of the Mucous Sea, magnifying the damage instantaneously!

Conversely, the struggles of the Master of the Mucous Sea’s incomplete body and its corrupt innate healing response are forcibly delayed, as if trapped in a quagmire.

Under the acceleration of time, the movements of all Shen Fei’s forces become smoother and swifter.

Feeling the subsequent empowerment, Qingfeng’s eyes glisten — this enhancement from Shen Fei’s Companion Spirit truly affects Golden Immortals?

"Dimension Anchor!" In Little Pu’s silver gaze, the Nine Realms Stars rotate madly, hands forming seals. Countless silver chains of pure space crystal wall materialize from thin air, resembling living Spiritual Snakes, instantly coiling around the perimeter suppressed by Shi Yue’s mountain phantom, particularly near the fissure Qingfeng cut.

These chains dive into the void, emanating spatial stabilizing waves, creating a resilient cage that prevents the Master of the Mucous Sea from either exploding its remaining body or tearing space for escape, firmly locking the surging pure corrupt origin within the battlefield.

The silhouette of Stabbing Immortal merges like a phantom into space, becoming elusive shadows in the accelerated Time Domain.

She doesn’t directly attack the Master of the Mucous Sea’s ruptured source but roams the battlefield edges, especially those portions carved by Qingfeng’s Sword Qi that spew pure corrupt origin.

Her pale palm reaches out, its center transforming into a microcosmic black hole vortex — Void Return! The terrifying corrupt origin energy currents capable of polluting and annihilating Profound Immortals are forcibly decomposed upon contact with the vortex in her palm.

Stripping away the savage will of destruction and filth curse within, leaving only the purest, most primal energy essence.

Like a tamed torrent, it is absorbed into her body in a continuous flow, subtly driving the evolution of her Grotto Heaven.

Shennong stands beneath the phantom of the Ancient Life Tree, swings the Medicine Hoe lightly. The overflowing green Life Essence no longer used for attack or environment purification but materializes into two beams concentrated to the extreme, respectively encapsulating the heavily wounded Chi You and True Martial.

Chi You’s Heaven-reaching Dharma Aspect state, where shattered Demon Scales and deep wounds are visible, heals and grows at a visible pace under the shower of Ganlin, driving away attached corruption curses.

The True Martial Shield, marred with the deepest, most stubborn ink-green fissures like laws engraved, begins to slowly but resolutely mend under persistent nurturing, restoring star map’s light stability.

Shennong’s own Primordial Qi, damaged by excessive Reversing Heaven and Earth, finds slow recovery from his focused healing efforts.