dmims Chapter 75 is initially completed!
Chapter 75 is initially completed!
Chapter 75 is initially completed!
When the old master opened his eyes again, the scene before him suddenly changed, as if he had entered another world.
The churning black mist and the floating colorful clouds had vanished, replaced by a desolate, scorched wasteland.
The ground beneath their feet was scorched black, with deep red flames burning stubbornly in the cracks, distorting the air and radiating scorching heat.
Thick, impenetrable black fog enveloped the sky and the horizon, sealing off this space and creating a suffocating atmosphere.
The ground was covered with huge impact craters and ripped trenches, a scene of devastation, as if it had been the site of an earth-shattering battle.
Scattered across the wasteland were various gruesome remains:
A charred tree trunk with a human face, gruesome white bones scattered on the ground, and fragments of a huge stone statue whose grotesque outline can still be vaguely discerned—
The diverse species and varied manners of their deaths silently testify to the horrific tragedy that once unfolded here.
The old celestial master frowned, his gaze sweeping over the eerie battlefield ruins.
If Behemoth or the highest-ranking member of All-Knowing were here, they would immediately recognize this place as the hiding place of the Black Watson organization, which once wreaked havoc on the world and was ultimately eradicated by Lu Xiaobai!
Just as the old Celestial Master was filled with surprise and doubt, and his heart was heavy with solemnity—
Stab it!
A soft tearing sound rang out.
Lu Xiaobai's figure suddenly appeared in front of the old master.
No, not one, but three!
The Minister of Intelligence, the Minister of Magic, and Lu Xiaobai's true form—three identical figures—stood side by side, like reflections in a mirror!
This bizarre and unpredictable scene left even the seasoned Celestial Master momentarily stunned.
His signature squinty eyes widened slightly, a rare occurrence, and his face clearly showed disbelief.
"Grandpa?" The Minister of Magic seemed not to have fully recovered from the previous shock, and waved his little hand timidly in front of the old master with a slightly nasal voice.
This soft call pulled the old master back from his shock.
His gaze swept back and forth between the three Lu Xiaobais, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion.
"Hmph!" The intelligence minister puffed out his chest, his face beaming with undisguised smugness, and stepped forward to speak.
"How about that, old man? Surprised?"
"This is the ultimate secret technique of this genius! Doesn't it resemble the legendary 'One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones'? Hmph, this is a real physical body and soul clone! And this place, it took our boss a lot of effort—"
The intelligence minister was still chattering and showing off, while the magic minister next to him looked timid and had just been wronged. Meanwhile, Lu Xiaobai, the real person, remained calm, seemingly observing the world.
Looking at these three "Lu Xiaobai"s, who had different temperaments but shared the same origin, the shock in the old master's eyes gradually faded, turning into a sense of realization. He couldn't help but show a helpless yet kind smile on his face.
He seemed to understand a little better how this kid had been able to "split himself up" before.
Suddenly, everything around us flickered and distorted!
The sky, the earth, the flames, and the black mist all experienced a momentary "lag" and a sense of tearing!
Several chaotic energy currents surged through the air, emitting a soft hissing sound.
"The spatial structure is initially stable, and the basic connections are also fine —"
Lu Xiaobai looked at this subspace, which was far from perfect and showed signs of instability everywhere, and calmly stated his position.
Immediately, he raised his right hand, and the "Brilliant Star" staff, which was entirely black and inlaid with dazzling gems, appeared out of thin air.
He held his staff and gently waved it towards the empty, scorched earth in front of him.
The next moment, an astonishing sight appeared!
Wherever the staff pointed, the space seemed to be transformed by an invisible force. Squads of undead warriors, clad in decaying armor and with ghostly flames burning in their eye sockets, silently formed ranks;
Several elemental giants formed from black mist appeared out of thin air:
Intricately crafted metal golems, gargoyles lurking in the shadows —
These diverse alchemical creations, undead, and elemental beings, as if summoned from nothingness, stood densely packed yet silently on the wasteland, awaiting commands.
Lu Xiaobai's move made the old master's eyelids twitch.
This is not over yet!
Lu Xiaobai flicked his wrist, and the staff swung again.
This time, the target is the edge of the wasteland.
With a rumbling sound, the earth seemed to be piling up and growing on its own!
A massive, imposing city wall, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, rose from the ground out of nowhere!
The city wall was majestic and imposing, its surface shrouded in black mist, exuding an aura of indestructibility and killing intent, instantly defining the boundary of this scorched land!
The old master was completely speechless.
He knew that Lu Xiaobai's methods were unpredictable, but witnessing firsthand his ability to create things out of thin air, form armies on the spot, and build cities and seize land with a wave of his hand, even he, a master, felt a chill run down his spine.
This level of magic is probably incomparable even to the Eight Extraordinary Techniques!
The old celestial master stepped forward and reached out to touch the newly "grown" cold city wall.
The fingertips felt a hard, rough, and realistic texture, and wisps of black mist seemed to move like living things between the bricks.
This doesn't seem to be an ordinary illusion!
"well----"
The old master withdrew his hand, looked at everything that was beyond his imagination, looked at the three "Lu Xiaobai", and finally just sighed deeply.
The bitter smile on his face seemed to deepen.
He said with unprecedented emotion, "Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older one—"
Looking at the three "Lu Xiaobai"s with such different personalities, the old master's expression of emotion hadn't faded when he suddenly changed his tone, his narrowed eyes now carrying a hint of mockery and a sense of "settling scores later."
"Hmph,"
He snorted twice, his gaze sweeping over the three men before finally settling on the intelligence chief.
"You three rascals have turned my ancestral home, a place of auspicious geomancy passed down for thousands of years, into a complete mess. Tell me, how do you plan to compensate me for this?"
Upon hearing the word "compensation," the intelligence minister paused for a moment, then turned and tried to slip away.
But before he could take a step, a large, iron-like hand precisely grabbed the back of his collar, gently lifted him back.
"Hey! Old Deng, what are you doing!"
The intelligence minister flailed in the air, yelling angrily.
The old master's unseen intuition told him that this most mischievous and unruly kid was definitely the mastermind behind this "base raid"—"Let me go! What kind of skill is it to bully a child! If you have the guts, put me down and fight me one-on-one! I promise—I promise I won't run away!"
The intelligence minister struggled and stubbornly insisted on his point, which made the old master both angry and amused.
At this moment, the Minister of Magic, who had been quiet all along, carefully moved to the old master's side, gently tugged at his sleeve, and said in a soft, sweet voice with a lingering hint of grievance, "Grandpa—don't be angry."
"I—I'll use alchemy to create a permanent spirit-gathering array later—"
"It'll definitely be better than the original. That way—it won't be long before the borrowed one comes back, and it'll be even stronger—"
Looking at the timid Minister of Magic before him, whose eyes were as clear as a newborn fawn's, the old master's heart softened instantly.
The helplessness on her face instantly melted away, replaced by an incredibly kind smile, and she gently ruffled his hair.
"Sigh, Xiaobai is so sensible, she knows how to care for her grandpa."
The old master spoke gently, deliberately glancing at the intelligence minister thrashing about in his hand.
"Unlike some troublemaker who only knows how to cause trouble all day long, and then tries to run away after he's done."
"Hmph!" The intelligence minister, who was being held in mid-air, could only turn his head to the side in a huff.
Just as the grandfather and grandson were interacting, Lu Xiaobai, who had been silently observing, raised the "Brilliant Star" staff in his hand once again.
He said nothing, but simply held his staff and gently waved it once more at this fabricated reality.
The light that fell from the staff was like a final command.
Buzz————
The thick black fog that shrouded the sky and isolated the inside from the outside began to churn violently!
Then, like the receding tide, it began to contract and collapse inward at an astonishing speed, emitting a muffled whistling sound.
At the same time, this forcibly constructed subspace groaned under its unbearable burden.
Click—!
A crisp sound, like glass shattering, rang out without warning!
Countless black cracks, shimmering with chaotic light, appeared out of thin air in the sky above everyone's heads and along the edges of the surrounding scenery, spreading rapidly like a spider web!
Cracks are spreading and intertwining wildly!
The next second, where the cracks covered, the scene began to distort and peel away!
Scorched earth, burning flames, towering city walls, silent undead and elemental armies —
All of them, along with the shattered space, turned into countless tiny, colorful energy dust particles.
Ultimately, they drifted away in this illusory land and were completely annihilated!
The space shattered, revealing not emptiness, but a real scene that was quickly "filled" in—the familiar lush green forest behind Longhu Mountain, and the outline of distant mountains!
A refreshing mountain breeze rushed in instantly, dispelling the oppressive smell of sulfur and burnt fumes.
In just a few breaths, the strange scene forcibly constructed by the Lord of the Mysterious Mist shattered and vanished without a trace.
Only the original tranquil forests of Longhu Mountain remain.
It was as if everything that had just happened was nothing more than a bizarre and fantastical dream.
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