Chapter 648 - 641: Suffocation
Ji hadn’t even finished her thought when her expression jolted, and her entire body went rigid.
As one of the more powerful Celestial Demon Ancestors, one who had touched upon the existence of the True Realm, she could clearly feel the material world behind her twisting and the distinct aura of the True Realm emanating from it.
And indeed, the space behind her was twisting, gradually revealing a black fissure that looked just like a black hole.
At a time like this, it was a no-brainer who could suddenly appear behind her using such a method.
’He actually rushed here all the way from the east using a True Realm Jump?!’
’That’s a distance of several thousand kilometers!’
The energy consumption required to cross such a vast distance with a True Realm Jump was unimaginable.
To be able to do this after such immense exertion—after just fighting a battle and sealing the Master of Desolation...
’Has the Power of the True Realm this guy commands really reached such a level?!’
Ji’s body went stiff and cold. Her breathing quickened, and a cold sweat broke out uncontrollably.
However, her reaction was incredibly fast. The instant she sensed the aura of the True Realm behind her, she responded.
VMMM!
A faint light bloomed from her skin, which was as translucent as jade. An imperceptible, intangible power condensed within her, gathering in her palm.
She spun around, striking with her palm at the vortex and black hole that had appeared in the void.
Her goal wasn’t to launch a sneak attack on Zhou Yuanjue. She knew full well that her mere avatar wasn’t qualified to harm an existence who could forcibly suppress and seal a complete Primordial Ancestor in such a short time.
What she wanted was to use her own thin Power of the True Realm as a catalyst to disrupt his True Realm Jump channel. This would prevent him from arriving at his intended location, throwing him off course and buying her time.
The palm strike was silent, aimed at the True Realm channel appearing in the material world. But as fast as her reaction was, Zhou Yuanjue opened the channel even faster.
Just as she thrust her palm forward, a hand reached out from the True Realm channel, a step ahead of her, and effortlessly caught it.
The very move that had once instantly caused Zhou Yuanjue’s body to explode in a perilous clash now struck his palm like a stone sinking into the ocean, leaving not a single ripple.
At this, Ji’s pupils contracted sharply. She tried to pull her hand back, but it was impossible.
The hand gripping her delicate hand contained an irresistible power.
She could even feel her own power being drained away, leaving her weaker and weaker.
’I have no power to resist at all!’
Ji couldn’t help but take a sharp breath, truly comprehending how terrifying Zhou Yuanjue had become.
Then, a figure slowly stepped out of the vortex. The familiar form of Zhou Yuanjue appeared before her.
But the sight of this figure seemed to extinguish the very light in her eyes.
An absolutely terrifying, oppressive power.
Although it was the same face, the weight it carried in her mind was nothing like before.
"It’s been a while."
Zhou Yuanjue smiled slightly as he looked at Ji, who stood before him in a cheongsam, her skin fair, her face and figure nearly perfect.
Under Zhou Yuanjue’s gaze, that terrifying oppressive power instantly intensified, making the hair on her arms stand on end.
Just as she thought Zhou Yuanjue would instantly suppress or kill her, he suddenly released her hand and turned to look toward the Sealing Realm Image.
The terrifying Feathered Serpent Shadow, stretching for thousands of meters from earth to sky, hadn’t sensed the disturbance here. It was still relentlessly assaulting the defenses of the Sealing Realm Image.
Among the Twelve Primordial Ancestors, Feathered Serpent had only barely come into contact with the Power of the True Realm. He had difficulty even wielding it freely, to say nothing of more delicate operations like perception.
However, when it came to survivability, Feathered Serpent was likely in the top tier among the Twelve Primordial Ancestors.
Zhou Yuanjue narrowed his eyes, discerning part of the true nature of his opponent’s ability.
The massive Feathered Serpent Shadow was actually composed of countless smaller, fundamental units of itself—thousands upon thousands of them—that could disintegrate at any moment and reform into various shapes.
Of course, in terms of sheer power, Feathered Serpent posed no substantial threat to Zhou Yuanjue. He was only concerned about one thing.
Whether he could completely cut off the creature’s escape routes and capture him here.
Due to Feathered Serpent’s unique nature, every single one of the small, fundamental Feathered Serpent Shadows here was a part of his consciousness, with no primary or secondary self.
In other words, if even a single Feathered Serpent Shadow escaped, Zhou Yuanjue wouldn’t be able to truly seal Feathered Serpent’s primary consciousness, which was necessary to nullify any resurrection methods he might have elsewhere.
That size and sheer number presented a considerable challenge, even for Zhou Yuanjue.
Judging by the Celestial Demons’ unique channels of communication and Ji’s reaction, they must already know he had sealed the Master of Desolation in the east. If he tipped his hand, Feathered Serpent would likely disintegrate his massive form into countless fundamental units and flee in every direction.
Fortunately, the creature’s understanding and application of the Power of the True Realm seemed unremarkable. He hadn’t even sensed the fluctuations of Zhou Yuanjue’s arrival. Otherwise, if he were capable of transmitting his fundamental units through True Realm channels, even Zhou Yuanjue would have been unable to stop him.
As it stood, the situation was difficult, but not impossible to resolve. He just had to be swift, decisive, and catch him by surprise.
Zhou Yuanjue turned back to Ji. If this woman made a sound, it would ruin everything.
But if he sealed her now, Feathered Serpent, however dull his senses, would surely notice the disturbance.
"You won’t make a sound, and you won’t run. Right?"
Zhou Yuanjue gave Ji what appeared to be a gentle smile. To her, however, it was the smile of a Demon.
With that, Zhou Yuanjue ignored her. He took a few Energy Crystals from a pouch at his waist, tossed them into his mouth to recover the energy spent on the long-distance True Realm Jump, and then sharply tapped the center of his chest.
THUMP!
A deep, muffled heartbeat sounded from within Zhou Yuanjue’s chest. A special layer of power enveloped him, concealing his aura, but standing so close, Ji could still feel the boundless power brewing within him.
WHOOSH!
The next moment, Zhou Yuanjue took a step, his figure silently streaking toward the massive Feathered Serpent Shadow that stretched for thousands of meters.
Behind him, Ji’s mouth fell open. She seemed about to use sound, magnetic fields, or some other means to send a warning to her ally.
But for some reason, Zhou Yuanjue’s smile reappeared in her mind, and with it, the memory of the unimaginable power she had felt radiating from him up close.
’Stronger than she was at her own peak, in her complete form.’
A suffocating sensation flooded her mind. She slowly closed her mouth. Watching Zhou Yuanjue’s receding figure, she ultimately did nothing. She lowered her head in silence, her thoughts a mystery.