bayedsolid Chapter 1334 Shadow Compression
Chapter 1334 Shadow Compression
"Shh-"
“Swish, swish, swish—!”
The instant Yinglan completed her transformation, countless shadow threads, as thin as cow's hair yet containing terrifying binding power, burst forth from the depths of shadows in all directions under her control! They intertwined into a sky-covering net of death, carrying a bone-chilling cold and a law-level binding power, as they entangled and strangled Yege!
However, these shadow threads, which contained powerful binding force, seemed to hit an invisible wall the moment they were about to touch Yege's body.
Ye Ge didn't even lift his eyelids, and his magical power surged instantly!
A miniature phantom of a colossal demon god, condensed to its fullest extent and exuding an aura of ancient times, suddenly appeared on his body.
Those shadow threads, powerful enough to shatter mountains, wrapped around the colossal phantom's deep magical armor, vanished in an instant under the wash of purer, more primal dark magic, without even causing a ripple.
"Soul Skill - Death Shadow Dance Kill!"
Yinglan's figure completely merged into the shadows, transforming into an extreme blade capable of cutting even light, flashing and slashing wildly around Yege at a speed that surpasses the limits of visual perception!
"Ding--!"
"Ding ding ding ding—!!!"
The sounds of dense, rain-like impacts on banana leaves were incessant. Her attacks were like a storm, striking the phantom surface of the demonic colossus from every incredible angle, sparks flying and shadow energy spreading wildly.
Ye Ge's eyes shifted slightly, trying to lock onto that ghostly trajectory, but he found that her speed was so fast that even his dynamic vision could not fully capture it.
Unfortunately, it was of no use.
"Not bad, your attack is really fast."
Ye Ge casually remarked, "However, let's not waste any more time."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and unleashed another burst of Holy Spirit Fire.
A cluster of deep red Holy Spirit Fire suddenly burst forth, like tearing a scorching wound in absolute darkness. Wherever it passed, the solidified shadow energy melted away like boiling water melting snow, forcibly creating a brief vacuum passage within the shadowy domain woven by the Shadow Storm!
Yinglan twisted her body rapidly, narrowly avoiding the deadly flame.
Finally, like a startled mother leopard in the dark, she landed on an open ground not far away, her chest heaving slightly, her eyes growing increasingly solemn.
She never expected that even with her blood-burning enhancement and unleashing her maximum speed, she still couldn't budge the giant demon's defenses in the slightest!
"Since that's the case, let this move decide life or death..."
A resolute glint flashed in Ying Lan's eyes. Her hands formed several complex hand seals at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, and then she slammed them down onto the ground!
"Soul Skill - Shadow Compression: Coffin of Annihilation!"
For an instant.
All the hidden, flowing, and still shadow forces in the entire giant forest converged madly toward Night Song, as if drawn by a black hole.
They were no longer threads or blades, but transformed into a viscous, liquid-like darkness, clinging tightly to the phantom surface of the colossal demon statue, rapidly forming and solidifying.
In the blink of an eye, a pure black cube with sharp edges and an ominous aura suddenly took shape! It was like a huge shadow coffin, completely sealing Ye Ge and the phantom of the demon god on his body inside!
Ye Ge frowned: "This is..."
He sensed that the shadow cube was exerting unimaginable pressure from both the inside and outside! Inside, the extreme compression seemed to be trying to crush everything! Outside, more shadow energy poured in like a vast ocean, causing the coffin's volume to fluctuate violently between compression and expansion, eventually stabilizing into a huge black box the size of a basketball court!
The light in the entire forest was further dimmed by its presence, as if even the space itself was suppressed by this concentrated darkness!
Yinglan sneered: "This move will draw upon all the shadow power in the environment and compress it with you in an endless process!"
"It will get smaller and smaller, and its density will increase infinitely until it is compressed into a grain of rice... At that time, the internal spatial pressure and shadow energy will crush you, along with your Dharma body, into the most basic particles! Completely annihilated!"
This is the ultimate move that she can only unleash after burning her blood!
Inside the dark coffin, Ye Ge could clearly feel the terrifying pressure all around him, pressure that was so pervasive it could crush stars.
He tried to raise his hand, and the powerful magic struck the inner wall of the coffin, but it only caused the entire box to tremble slightly, and the compression speed did not decrease at all.
Night Song: "You've got something special."
"How could I let you escape so easily?" Yinglan said, clasping her hands together again and chanting a spell.
She bit her tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence that merged into the hand seal!
More shadows were forcibly drawn from every corner of the forest, and even the tall trees looked eerie and pale because they had lost their shadows!
Amidst the violent energy fluctuations, the massive shadow coffin resisted the extreme internal compression while simultaneously humming under the strain of the frenzied influx of external energy!
"go to hell!!!"
Yinglan shouted, her eyes bloodshot.
"Buzz...buzz buzz buzz—!!"
The Shadow Coffin vibrated to its extreme, being compressed from the size of a basketball court, and then compressed again... until finally, it transformed into a grain of rice suspended in the air, so black that it devoured all light...
Then--
"boom----!!!!"
A terrifying explosion, beyond description, suddenly erupted!
......
now.
Outside Crimson Dragon City, above a vast sea of clouds.
A tall and imposing figure of a demon stood silently in the clouds.
The demonic power emanating from his body caused the surrounding clouds to freeze and retreat.
He had the mature appearance of a human around thirty-five years old, with a dignified and profound face, sharp features, and long, dark red hair that flowed like flames. He wore a magnificent robe embroidered with black and gold demonic patterns, and a pair of long, winding demonic horns atop his head. His deep, blood-red eyes were coldly fixed on the distant Crimson Dragon City.
"Demon Lord..." A demon envoy finally caught up with him, panting slightly, and said respectfully, "You just came out of seclusion, how come you're running so fast all of a sudden? This subordinate can hardly keep up with you..."
"..."
Kahn remained expressionless and silent, his eyes still fixed on Crimson Dragon City.
"Master Mozun?"
The demon envoy looked at Kahn and tentatively asked, "What's wrong? What are you looking at?"