Chapter 1089: Chapter 684: I Understand It Better Than You_3
Everything was unknown; everything needed to be explored on his own.
Hesitating for a mont, Xu Yuan extended his left hand into the gray mist.
“Buzz——”
Almost instantly, a nauseating, maddening murmur erupted in Xu Yuan’s mind, nearly rendering him unable to maintain his sanity.
Amidst that chaos, he also sensed a faint aura—familiar, yet foreign.
Thoughts flickered, leaving no ti to delve deeper. Before the madness could completely envelop his mind, Xu Yuan quickly withdrew his hand. But the touch of the gray mist remained etched in his heart.
Death,
Beneath the maddening murmur,
Lurking was the sa stillness he had felt when he once faced death…
As he pondered this, Mu Nuo’s childish voice rang out again, distant but mocking:
“How’s the sound? Pleasant enough, isn’t it? Why not step in with your whole body and take a stroll?”
“….”
Xu Yuan imdiately shut out the chatter of the little ghost.
Staring at the boundless gray mist wall, his heart grew heavier and heavier as he pieced together Mu Nuo’s intentions.
Judging from the earlier events, if Mu Nuo’s existence were to be completely shattered, this gray mist would devour his Soul Trace Space entirely.
At that mont, under full coverage of the mist, Mu Nuo would undoubtedly use it to revive through soul possession.
With this thought, Xu Yuan cautiously manipulated the patterned Sacred Origin to condense a light sphere, several inches wide, and hurled it toward the surging mist wall.
What happened next caused Xu Yuan’s eyes to widen in sudden realization.
The light sphere reacted imdiately upon entering the mist, neutralizing a portion of it. In re monts, a gap with a diater of a hundred yards appeared within the mist wall.
It worked.
The flash of relief was fleeting; Xu Yuan quickly realized this thod wouldn’t suffice.
Insufficient.
Not only did he need to obliterate Mu Nuo’s massive form, but he also had to fend off the ever-spreading mist that threatened to consu the entirety of the Soul Trace Space. The patterned Sacred Origin clearly wasn’t enough.
No matter how frugal he was with its usage, it wouldn’t be enough.
Sensing what Xu Yuan was attempting, Mu Nuo’s mocking voice slithered around him, inseparable:
“Xu Changtian, to purge my aura, you’ll need an equally massive essence to neutralize it. But the Ghost Willow that golden-eyed woman gave you is far too insufficient to accomplish this… ”
Midway through speaking, Mu Nuo’s tone abruptly rose, tinged with surprise:
“That’s impossible!”
What t his gaze was Xu Yuan condensing a speck-sized light sphere from his own cultivation and sending it into the mist wall.
Straightaway,
A gigantic gap, with a diater of a thousand yards, ripped itself open in the mist wall!
Far more effective than the Sacred Origin.
Xu Yuan’s own cultivation turned out to be the natural nesis of the gray mist.
Breakthrough.
If he could break through right here, and then pair his power with the Willow Wood Holy Source, he might be able to shatter the scenario!
The thought streaked across his mind. A sneer curled at Xu Yuan’s lips as he prepared to retort to Mu Nuo, only to witness the gap in the mist suddenly churn and surge forward, advancing nearly a thousand yards!
Had Xu Yuan not reacted swiftly and leapt backward, he might have been swallowed whole by the mist.
Instinctively, he glanced back at Mu Nuo’s sideways lying head, only to see its eyes gleaming with mocking amusent:
“I was rely jesting. I’m using your thoughts, Xu Changtian—don’t you find it amusing how you’d naturally slip into such a startled tone yourself?
“Maintain elegance under pressure, haha.
“However, I must say, you should just give up sooner rather than later. This mist is intertwined with my Holy Sanctuary in the external world, which is constantly consuming Heaven and Earth Origin Qi to nourish the mist’s growth.”
So irritating.
When the style of mocking he used to taunt others was turned against him, Xu Yuan finally grasped just how repulsive it felt.
And the worst part was, Mu Nuo’s words weren’t empty threats; they were the reality he was currently facing.
Erasing Mu Nuo’s existence ant the mist would utterly corrupt his Soul Trace Space.
Cleansing the mist ant Mu Nuo would devour his existence.
Even maintaining the current standstill was impossible, as the mist would continue to grow endlessly.
In the dynamic of this mutual annihilation and escalation, even if he managed to force a Boundary Breakthrough Origin, it would only delay extinction for a little while longer…
Trapped with no way forward or back.
How could he break the deadlock?
As he mulled over his options, Xu Yuan suddenly noticed that Mu Nuo, who had previously resigned itself to hopeless apathy, had made a new move.
Above its head, it had gathered a light sphere with a radius of ten yards, cackling loudly:
“It seems you’re struggling with your choice—how about letting give you a hand?”
Witnessing this,
Xu Yuan was silent for a mont before he turned and walked slowly toward the boundless mist wall, sighing:
“I suppose I really am a madman, so this life-or-death decision doesn’t require your assistance.”
Mu Nuo’s voice sounded puzzled as it watched Xu Yuan’s actions:
“What are you trying to do?”
Halting his steps, Xu Yuan turned back, smirking:
“You’ve always said my gambling instinct runs bone-deep. Well, now I’ll gamble with you—our lives are the stakes.”
Upon hearing this, Mu Nuo seed to consider it an outright joke, laughing hysterically:
“No matter the outco of this war, your existence will ultimately be replaced by mine.
“Xu Changtian,
“This gamble is one I cannot lose.
“Your Soul Mark, your existence—I’ll take them.”
Xu Yuan nodded lightly in response, his strides unbroken. When half of his body was imrsed in the mist wall, he suddenly spoke:
“Mu Nuo, the sounds within this mist harbor death. You treat it as a curse, but I think I might understand it better than you.”
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