Demon’s Diary Chapter 1194
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Chapter 1177: The Might of Mother Hellish-Insect
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Xuan Wuchang saw that Liu Ming’s speed increased instantly, and he released the Divine Thought to sweep forward slightly. He immediately understood the mystery.
Immediately, he let out a furious groan. He waved his arms and continued to channel the tyrannical bloody hurricane. The hurricane chased Liu Ming with an overwhelming momentum.
The bloody wind caused the spirit of the world within a thousand meters to become restless. Whether it was human cultivators or Hellish-Insects, if they were a little closer, their blood would surge out of their body unstoppably. They would at least be seriously injured if not turned into dry corpses!
With the fierce bloody wind blowing in midair, Blood Ancestor quickly narrowed the distance between him and Liu Ming.
Liu Ming was shocked again. He no longer cared about the consumption of the Cicada Crystal Wings and channeled his pure spiritual power into it.
With the rapid flapping of the mini wings, the green flames on the 2 wings rolled towards both sides, turning into a cluster of flames.
Against the backdrop of the flames, the mini wings with crystal light were incomparably gorgeous.
At the same time, crystal clear white spirit patterns emerged on the transparent crystal wings!
“Whoosh!“
As soon as Liu Ming’s figure was blurred, he rushed hundreds of meters away. His speed was roughly on par with the bloody wind transformed by Blood Ancestor Xuan Wuchang.
Seeing this, Xuan Wuchang became even more furious and continued chasing him all the way.
After a round of swift thinking, Liu Ming didn’t plan to leave the battlefield directly and run away.
After all, instead of running out aimlessly, it was better to stay here to have a chance of survival.
As long as the battle above eases up a bit, maybe one Mystic Comprehending State cultivator would come to contain Blood Ancestor. Only then would he have a chance to truly escape.
In order to attract the attention of the above, he had led Blood Ancestor several times to the battle group where human cultivators were lesser than the Hellish-Insects.
When Blood Ancestor saw that he, as a Mystic Comprehending State cultivator, couldn’t even catch a Real Pellet State cultivator, he couldn’t help being fuming with anger. He could just pour all his anger on the Hellish-Insects he saw along the way.
As a result, while fleeing, Liu Ming borrowed the hands of Blood Ancestor to eradicate at least tens of thousands of Hellish-Insects; the Real Pellet State Hellish-Insects were no less than 30 and the Crystallization Period Hellish-Insects were even countless.
If Mother Hellish-Insect knew that the Mystic Comprehending State evil cultivator she released had killed more Hellish-Insects than human cultivators, she would really be infuriated.
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However, the Cicada Crystal Wings were greatly consumed after being channeled frantically by Liu Ming.
In the sea of consciousness, the pair of mini wings burning with raging green flames had reduced to a thumb size from the original baby’s fist size. It was about to be exhausted.
The most important thing was that even though he had been taking upper grade elixirs, the spiritual power in his body was nearly depleted.
For the Blood Ancestor who was chasing after him with the bloody wind, the spiritual power consumption during this period was nothing at all. With his powerful Divine Thought, he obviously also discovered Liu Ming’s situation. The pair of bloody pupils flashed with madness.
“Still trying to run? Let’s see how long you can run!” Blood Ancestor shouted. The bloody wind became more intense.
The distance between the two began to shorten rapidly.
Just when Liu Ming’s Cicada Crystal Wings were about to be consumed!
In the space above, there was an earth-shattering rumbling noise. At the same time, an indescribably strong spiritual pressure swept downward.
It turned out that during the time when Liu Ming and Blood Ancestor were chasing each other, Mother Hellish-Insect, who was high in the sky, used some kind of method to squeeze out most of her jade-like snow-white body from the space fissure. The 6 white jade-like limbs on both sides, which were the same as human arms, were exposed.
Moreover, a huge and incomparably human-shaped face also appeared in the space fissure with incomparable clarity.
This face had the appearance of a woman with bright eyes and bright teeth. It should be very charming, but this face was too big. It was about the size of an acre, and it grew on an insect body, making it look very frightening.
“You human scums, go to hell!” A girlish, clear and melodious voice came from the huge human-shaped face, then 6 white jade arms with dazzling white light swiped casually.
The tearing sound was loud. A large area of white light flickered in space around Mother Hellish-Insect. Amidst shocking spatial fluctuations, 6 white hurricanes covering the sky and the sun rolled wildly in all directions.
Seeing this, the surrounding Mystic Comprehending State cultivators all backed away in shock!
Amidst the bursts of white hurricanes, one after another whistling white wind blades swept away in all directions in a flash.
Wherever the white wind blades passed, black lines of different sizes were drawn.
They were all space fissures!
For a moment, the entire space seemed to be filled with white wind blades and black space fissures. It was total chaos.
There were screams all of a sudden!
Many Hellish-Insects and human cultivators were right on the edge of the fissures. Before they could react, they were cut into several pieces by these tiny fissures.
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From some of the larger fissures, bursts of astonishing suction force pulled in the nearby human cultivators and Hellish-Insects, tearing them apart as well.
This turn of events caught Blood Ancestor Xuan Wuchang a little by surprise, but seeing Liu Ming not far ahead, he naturally didn’t want to let go like this. He condensed a bloody armor and continued chasing.
Liu Ming, who was running away, relied on the amazing speed of Cicada Crystal Wings and his excellent reflexes, dodging many space fissures. At this moment, “poof“, the Cicada Crystal Wings suddenly turned into dots of crystal lights and shattered.
Immediately afterward, 2 white wind blades swept down one after the other. One swiped in front of him. A white light flashed and an astonishing fluctuation spread away, then a 30 meters long space fissure appeared. Powerful spatial fluctuations came from it as if this giant space fissure led to a place that was far away.
He was startled. When he was about to do something, there was a scream from behind. Before he could pay attention to what happened, an irresistible strong suction came from the space fissure.
Liu Ming felt his whole body being entangled and pulled by an intangible air. The small golden sword on the bottom of his feet was shaking non-stop, seeming to be out of his control.
In desperation, he could only make a gesture and turned it into a golden light to protect himself.
Almost at the same time, Liu Ming could no longer control his body, was swept by the invisible force, and suddenly fell into the space fissures in front of him in a daze.
As a result, the moment he entered the space fissure, he suddenly heard an ancient voice sounding from a very far distance outside,
“Mother Hellish-Insect, you don’t hesitate to imprison my real body with the law power of one realm, why bother?”
This voice actually had a strong calming effect, which lifted Liu Ming’s spirit immediately. He looked back and saw a figure with seven-colored lights floating in the distant sky.
In the light, there was an old monk with white hair and closed eyes.
The monk suddenly opened his eyes. There were colorful lights glowing in his eyes. He lifted his left arm and launched a string of sandalwood beads emitting colorful lights.
Then the Sanskrit sounds came. Countless white lotus flowers rolled out swiftly.
The white wind blades and space fissures all over the sky disappeared as soon as they touched these lotus flowers.
Liu Ming was startled when he saw this. He seemed to have seen this mysterious monk before, but he couldn’t remember it for a while.
The next moment, he was completely dragged into the depths of the space fissure. The sound outside gradually became blurred. He could only vaguely hear Mother Hellish-Insect’s angry roar from mid-air and someone joyfully calling Sacred Venerable something.
Then the space fissure trembled violently. Under a flash of white light, it closed up quickly.
The only light in front of Liu Ming’s eyes disappeared in an instant. At the same time, a huge force came from all around him. Even with his tyrannical physical strength and Sword Maru’s protection, he felt that he couldn’t bear it. Finally, he yelled and spurted a mouthful of blood before passing out.
Not long after, the huge force in the space fissure suddenly dissipated. Liu Ming’s body began to continue to drift away into the depths of the darkness and finally disappeared.
…
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Ming woke up from a coma.
Excruciating pain!
This was the only feeling he felt right now. His body seemed to be torn countless times by an incomparable force. There were countless wounds on his skin. Bursts of severe pain invade his mind. With his tenacity, he couldn’t help but groan.
It took a while before he gradually got used to the pain.
The sea of consciousness was empty without a trace of spiritual power. It was difficult to even move a finger now.
Fortunately, his body was extremely tough. When he advanced to the Real Pellet State, he reshaped his physical body and incorporated the Sky Beastkin’s blood into his body, so his recovery ability was amazing.
After resting for a long time like this, his body finally gathered a little strength.
Liu Ming struggled to sit up with his arms and looked around.
He was in a green and quiet small valley at the moment with rays of warm sunlight slanting down. What he could smell in his nose was a fresh scent of earth and fresh grass.
In addition, there seemed to be a hint of salty sea breeze.
Liu Ming shook his head and tried to focus his mind. Finally, some memories before fainting gradually emerged in his mind.
TL: The Eternal State human cultivator finally came? Where did Liu Ming get stranded this time?
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