Chapter 430 The wheel of hell turns back to the cemetery!
The deafening roar was like a belated death knell, exploding suddenly after the shock wave had raged, tearing the air apart.
Su Han was embedded deeply in a pit in the boulder, the cold stone wall pressed against his burning back. Every heart-wrenching breath he took caused all the bones and flesh in his body to groan as if on the verge of collapse.
The flowing red-black energy armor on his right arm flickered violently, like a candle in the wind. The dragon-shadow claws on his fingertips had long since dissipated without a trace, leaving only the remaining energy veins twitching unwillingly under his skin. Every fluctuation brought severe pain deep into his bone marrow, as if countless red-hot steel needles were stirring in his bone marrow.
"Cough... poof!"
Another mouthful of boiling hot blood mixed with the red-black energy dust that had not yet completely dissipated splashed onto the charred ground, and pungent green smoke rose instantly.
The field of vision was filled with blood, as if the whole world was immersed in a sea of blood, and the ripples in the space at the edge had not subsided.
Instead, it became even more distorted and chaotic due to the violent energy disturbance. He could even "see" tiny spider-web-like cracks looming in the air, like glass on the verge of breaking.
The body felt like it was being crushed repeatedly by tons of 10,000 tons of rocks, and every cell was screaming and going on strike.
He wanted to move, wanted to stand up, but the heavy numbness and tearing pain held him back, and even a simple action like raising his hand became out of reach.
Only the deformed and violent right arm still instinctively exuded a dangerous and hot aura, like an enraged beast that would show its fangs even on the verge of death.
However, his enemy - or rather the ancient will that occupied Biyao's body - did not give him any chance to breathe.
"With the body of an ant, I can resist the punishment of God... The embers of destruction will eventually return to nothingness!"
"Biyao"'s voice was icy cold without a trace of human emotion, as if the dark wind from the deepest part of the underworld had blown through ice that had existed for billions of years.
She did not lower her right hand that was burning with dark black flames. The "Finger of Withering" that was enough to destroy the laws of annihilation and make all things wither was just the beginning of a huge offensive!
Her slender jade-like fingers suddenly came together, and the inky black flames wrapped around her fingertips instantly condensed and rose!
It was no longer a slender finger, but a shadowy sword of the underworld that was simple, mysterious, and lingering with the breath of endless death and doom! The sword was not pointing at Su Han himself, but at the space around him!
"Biyao" opened her lips slightly, and the words she uttered were like a verdict from the netherworld. Every syllable caused the remaining evil spirits and the broken earth energy in this space to vibrate violently and wail:
"The wheel of the netherworld, the return to the cemetery!"
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The space let out a mournful cry as if it could not bear the heavy burden!
With Su Han as the center, the ground suddenly collapsed within a radius of ten feet!
It is not a collapse in the physical sense, but the "existence" that constitutes this space is disintegrating!
The solid rock instantly lost its solid texture and turned into powder silently as if it had been weathered for billions of years, merging into a rapidly rotating, huge gray-white vortex!
The center of the vortex was as deep as a black hole, emitting a pure silence that even absorbed all the light.
The air disappeared, gravity was disrupted, and the light dimmed...
A miniature "graveyard" independent of the real world is taking shape! Grayness, destruction, dead silence, and nothingness are the only rules here!
Any existence caught up in it will be instantly deprived of vitality, energy and even the concept of "existence" itself, and will be completely assimilated, swallowed up and buried by this land of Guixu!
Su Han felt like he had instantly fallen into a bottomless icy abyss!
His body was pulled tightly by the terrifying gray-white vortex, and the terrifying power of the law even began to directly erode the restless red-black calamity force on his right arm!
The arm armor made of calamity force made a "sizzling" sound, and the speed of flickering suddenly increased, and the light dimmed visibly with the naked eye.
What’s even more terrifying is the feeling of being detached at the soul level, as if something deeper is about to be sucked away, and fall into nothingness forever!
The extreme crisis of death was like a basin of icy water melted from ten thousand years of ice, instantly soaking Su Han's soul!
"I can't...I can't die here!"
The excruciating pain of dying seemed to turn into fierce oil that tempered one's will, burning away all hesitation and fear, leaving only the most primitive and violent instinct for survival!
His consciousness burst into brilliant light under the erosion of nothingness, and the core that was branded with indomitable spirit and anger was completely ignited! (End of this chapter)