Chapter 160 The Shifting Sands of Fate

Zhu Shang felt a tremor in his heart, as if a massive, tangible hand of terror had seized his heart and soul, kneading them mercilessly.

His voice trembled uncontrollably: "What grievance or hatred do you hold against me? To torment me so?!"

"What grievance or hatred did those whose souls you twisted to death hold against you?" An Qisheng said calmly, narrating, "In the Xiya Mountains, not a few died because of you, and countless wild beasts died innocently. You spoke nothing of grievances then, yet now you speak of them to me?"

An Qisheng spoke only that sentence before his palm struck the altar.

Buzz~

Amidst a vibrating hum, rays of red light blazed before An Qisheng's eyes, and then that devilish murmur resounded in his mind:

"What...do you desire?"

An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes, exhaling a breath of stale air: "To Mars..."

"Ah!"

No sooner had An Qisheng's words fallen than Zhu Shang felt as if a heavy hammer had struck him fiercely, piercing through his flesh and striking his soul.

Bang!

The soul trembled violently!

In the midst of unbearable agony, under An Qisheng's gaze, Zhu Shang's soul was knocked out of its shell by a hammer woven from red light!

Then, surrounded by swirling red light, it vanished into the void in an instant, hurtling towards Mars at unimaginable speed.

And his physical shell left on the altar withered at a visibly slow pace, like a rotten eggplant left in the kitchen for half a year.

Shrinking all over!

One step away from being completely drained.

An Qisheng seemed not to notice, his eyes still closed, while a wisp of his divine will, protected by the red light and Zhu Shang's soul, stepped out into the starry sky!

The distance between Mars and Xuanxing is not constant, being only fifty million kilometers at its closest and exceeding four hundred million kilometers at its farthest.

At such a vast distance, even with Xuanxing's rockets traveling at forty thousand kilometers per hour, it would take more than four hundred days to reach Mars when the two are at their farthest!

But with the blessing of that red light, in less than a second, An Qisheng had already stepped out of Xuanxing.

And at this moment, he truly felt the terror of a land devoid of spiritual energy!

That red light, sacrificed from nearly half the origin of a Destiny Great Demon Ghost, dissipated at an extraordinary speed. Also dissipating was Zhu Shang's soul, or rather, his nascent soul, which had been knocked out of its physical shell by the red light!

Even under the double protection, An Qisheng could feel his divine will swaying. The surrounding void was like a gigantic, all-consuming maw, devouring all alien forces with the most violent posture!

"Nine minutes! For a Destiny Great Demon Ghost, if its divine will leaves its body, its maximum survival time is nine minutes, and that requires burning the flesh, draining its potential at all costs!"

An Qisheng's heart was greatly shaken.

Whoosh~

The red light streaked past, brushing against countless meteorites at a speed beyond ordinary comprehension, and landed on Mars.

Hoo-hoo~

The endless sandstorm stirred up by the opposing air currents swept across half of Mars, sending sand and stones flying. All the small hills of sand and stone on the Martian surface were flattened.

An Qisheng's heart stirred, and he sensed the terrifying aura spewing out from that deep abyss in the distance.

It was this aura that stirred up the massive sandstorm that stretched across half of Mars.

"Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent..."

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed, and he saw through the crust into the depths of the abyss, the enormous creature that was silently hissing.

This was a serpent, yet not a serpent in the ordinary sense. It had enormous wings and four dark red claws. Its serpentine body stretched from the endless abyss for thousands, even tens of thousands of meters, as if to pierce through the entire planet.

The entrance to the abyss was the original Mount Olympus, the largest mountain in the solar system, large enough to contain the entire British Empire, yet its width was only the width of the enormous creature's head.

Its body was not as large as the ten Great Demon Ghosts of the Mortal Realm, but it had a kind of toughness forged through countless trials. Every inch of its body, every scale, gave a feeling of perfect smoothness.

As if it were the most perfect work of art in the world.

The red light did not pause, but entered the abyss in an instant, like a silken ribbon encircling the huge creature, which seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Providing An Qisheng with a chance to observe.

An Qisheng's attention, however, did not fall on the body of this descendant of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent, or rather, from the moment he entered the abyss, he was drawn to a dazzling divine gate coiled around by the giant serpent's body.

That divine gate was as large as a mountain, with countless patterns flowing across its surface. The countless patterns intertwined, transforming into indescribable principles of law.

Mysterious.

Cold.

And with an inescapable chill.

This gate was none other than the Gate of Otherness.

Buzz~

An Qisheng did not stint on Daoli. The moment he saw the divine gate, words flowed down from the Dao Yi Diagram in the depths of his soul:

[Consuming 45,000 points of Daoli (tenfold consumption because the object is not owned by the diagram's master)]

[Gate of Otherness, a three-star level sorcery]

[A bloodline sorcery originating from the Eternal Species Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent Ancestor born from the Youlin Great World under the jurisdiction of the Witch God Realm. It is a sorcery that the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent must comprehend.]

[Ability One: Nightmare Construction, relying on this gate, it can construct a nightmare world that lasts forever, with a lifespan equal to its master.]

[Ability Two: Nightmare Summoning, relying on this gate, it can materialize nightmares and bring them to the real world (Note: This ability consumes one's own power).]

[Ability Three: Nightmare Assistance, relying on this gate, any Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent has the opportunity to ask for help from the upper levels of its bloodline once.]

[Ability Four: Nightmare Cultivation, relying on this gate, descendants of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent can cultivate in dreams.]

[Ability Five: Nightmare Immortality, relying on this gate, descendants of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent can be reborn in the same place after death (once).]

[Ability Six: Nightmare Manipulation, relying on this gate, descendants of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent can manipulate the dreams of others, devouring their dreams with the nightmare realm they have constructed.]

[Ability Seven: Nightmare Return, relying on this gate, any descendant of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent can return to the ancestral land after death.]

......

[In gestation, countdown: six days]

This was undoubtedly the most luxurious and most bizarre sorcery An Qisheng had ever seen. Any method of sorcery cultivation he had obtained from the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child could not be compared with this sorcery at all!

No, it was not even worthy of carrying its shoes!

Even the Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child himself might not be as valuable as this Gate of Otherness.

But separated by four hundred million kilometers of starry sky, and with such a powerful monster rated three stars by the Dao Yi Diagram, how easy would it be to destroy this equally three-star 'Gate of Otherness'?

What's more, with such luxurious attached abilities, this descendant of the Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent, Russell, had terrifyingly high life-saving abilities.

For a time, An Qisheng could not help frowning, falling into contemplation.

"This snake..."

The excruciating pain tormenting his soul nearly drove Zhu Shang to collapse, but when he saw this great serpent, he could not help but be shocked. Then, it was as if he had captured something.

The pain in his soul actually lessened.

"Yin energy?"

Zhu Shang was both surprised and delighted, and could not help but take a deep breath. The pain in his soul lessened again.

He was a Great Demon Ghost born from the collection of Yin energy. No matter what kind of injury, as long as there was enough Yin energy, he could recover.

But since coming to this world, he had not found a trace of Yin energy or resentment in the heavens and earth, as if the people of this world were all saints, without any resentment or hatred.

This world was like the legendary Buddhist land, without any Yin energy.

This mouthful of Yin energy was the greatest tonic he had received since coming to this land devoid of spiritual energy!

Bang!

Almost at the same time, the sleeping giant serpent seemed to sense something. A pair of eyes suddenly opened, and the sound of its eyelids snapping open was like thunder, spreading through the thin Martian atmosphere!

Air currents rolled, and sand and stones fell 'rustling' from the cliffs on both sides of the abyss, falling into the nearly cooled lava pool below.

"Absorbing magma?"

An Qisheng's heart stirred. This great serpent was rooted in the ground in order to absorb the magma inside the planet?

But he knew that this serpent was not living by absorbing magma, but was using it to slow down its sleep, to slow down its massive consumption.

Otherwise, it would fall into a deep sleep, like the hibernation of snakes.

And in a land devoid of spiritual energy like Xuanxing, such a huge serpentine body as Russell's, once it fell into complete sleep, would have no chance of waking up again.

"Who?!"

A coldness arose in the azure vertical pupils, and the body shook uneasily, causing the magma under the abyss to surge and the surface to collapse and break everywhere: "Who is stealing my power?"

Russell's heart was filled with rage.

The little bit of power lost was, of course, nothing to him before, but in this extraordinary desert, it was too precious.

Like a person dying of thirst in the desert, not to mention a bottle of water, even if a bottle of urine was stolen, it would be intolerable.

But at the same time, he was also somewhat shocked.

His azure eyes flashed with icy coldness. In such a desolate land devoid of spiritual energy, what could steal his power?

The Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child?

This lowly bastard actually dared to steal my power?

The huge head rose high, but had already passed through hundreds or thousands of meters of abyss, pierced through layers of sandstorm, and probed out several thousand meters from the Martian surface, looking coldly and cruelly at the not-so-distant planet in the starry sky:

"Three Hearts Blue Spirit Child, you lowly bastard, shameful traitor, foolish short-lived species, if I catch you, I will suppress you in the nightmare world for a billion years!!!"

A cold and fierce aura rolled and filled the abyss, and then dissipated and disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

Taking this opportunity, Zhu Shang greedily swallowed the long-lost Yin energy, alleviating the pain in his soul.

"Despicable bastard!"

The giant serpent seemed to sense something. The huge body suddenly twitched, and a huge gully thousands of miles long suddenly burst out on the Martian surface. The boiling magma spewed out of the surface in the huge shock, and then quickly cooled.

"Where is it?"

In a collision, the giant serpent shrank back into the abyss again, and a pair of eyes like stars and moons illuminated the entire abyss, staring intently at the position where Zhu Shang was.

Zhu Shang swallowed the hard-won Yin energy as if unaware. One was that the Yin energy was too precious, and the other was that he wanted the giant serpent to discover him. Unfortunately, he was still disappointed.

Russell could feel that the place where his power was flowing was here, but no matter how he looked, he could not detect the slightest abnormality.

He frowned, and An Qisheng also frowned.

The three-star level 'Thousand Dreams' had already been able to collect the traces of this giant serpent scattered around, but it could not form a spiritual brand.

And his goal of spying on Russell's purpose in coming to the desolate universe, the second trajectory of fate, had also failed.

In his heart, the Dao Yi Diagram turned into lines of text like water:

[The target has activated the sorcery 'Nightmare Nine-Headed Serpent's Protection', which requires tenfold Daoli consumption. Do you want to spy on it?]

It was not that he could not spy on it, but that the cost was too great.

Without a spiritual brand, spying on the fate of others required tenfold consumption, and the second trajectory was a hundred times more expensive than the first.

Breaking the sorcery required another tenfold consumption. He could not afford such a price.

"I can only adapt to the situation..."

An Qisheng sighed slightly in his heart. He could not stop it, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that the surrounding red light was weak, he could not stay any longer.

With a thought, the red light had disappeared into the abyss, but the giant serpent Russell still did not notice it, and was still searching the abyss.

It was not until a long, long time after the red light disappeared that another huge roar echoed on Mars, and the unfathomable abyss collapsed with a bang.

The giant serpent coiled in the depths of the crust, writhing and stretching its huge body, hissing painfully like giving birth, wanting to completely gestate the 'Gate of Otherness'.

"Roar~~~"

......

"Ah!!"

At the moment of return, Zhu Shang let out a seemingly earth-shattering scream, which in reality did not leave the altar by three feet.

"My body, my body, you ruined my body..."

Feeling the unprecedented decay and emptiness, Zhu Shang tremblingly stretched out his wrinkled arm, his turbid eyes filled with resentment: "Damn it, you really deserve to die!!!"

Hate!

Hate to the point of madness!

If possible, Zhu Shang would have wished to die together with the old thing in front of him at this moment, but unfortunately, no matter how he

What responded to him was the Altar of Wishes, with countless red lights striking down, sealing him in like a shroud.

Waiting for the next sacrifice.

He turned a deaf ear to Zhu Shang's curses. He had heard too many similar resentful curses in Jiufujie and the Mortal Realm.

If he cared about every sentence, he would have long been plagued by inner demons.

"This Xuanxing universe is really a sieve..."

Standing for a long time, An Qisheng could not help shaking his head, only feeling that the road ahead was difficult, and Xuanxing's situation was no better than that of the Mortal Realm.

Tong Zhengyang, Zhu Shang, Russell, in just a few years, three different universes had already been exchanged with the desolate universe, and, predictably, this would not be the end.

You must know that this was only Xuanxing, what about the universe?

What about the future?

For a moment, An Qisheng's heart could not help but rise with a trace of solemnity.

A thought could not help but rise in his heart.

Perhaps, he should enter the dream again?

But as soon as this thought arose, it had already been cut off by him. Entering the dream was not a panacea, and the digestion of what he gained from the dream took time and could not be accomplished overnight.

Moreover, he did not think that a mere serpent could make him helpless.

The thoughts in his mind churned for only a moment. An Qisheng flicked his sleeves and sat cross-legged, his sword across his knees, and slowly closed his eyes:

"Then, let's argue the merits in a dream!"