Chapter 1379: Chapter 1380: The Power of the Crystal Old Man
On Yitilou’s body, the flesh and blood began to rupture inch by inch. The overwhelming physical power contained in the Spider Lady’s fist made him comprehend a harsh truth—this Immortal God before him was leagues beyond them in every possible way. The cultivation methods of Immortal Gods in the Immortal Gods Realm were entirely different, progressing in all facets of the body and soul.
From his fingers to his forearms, and from his arms to his chest, his body exploded in an instant, torrents of blood spraying into the air, crimson mist engulfing the area with splatters reaching three feet high.
“Bang!”
The sound of shattering flesh and bones filled the air as Yitilou’s aged figure disintegrated into a skeleton riddled with cracks. The Three Divine Flames above his head dimmed, one after another extinguishing.
Finally, his remains turned to fine, white powder, carried off by the wind.
“Damn it, Old Lou tried his best.”
“Kid, you better avenge me!”
The white skeleton crumbled into dust that was swept away by the breeze, leaving behind only those last, echoing words.
“What the hell, she punched him out of existence with one strike?!”
Xiao Lao Di, who had been standing in the back, was utterly shocked. Earlier, when he was flung back by the Spider Lady’s physical force, Yitilou had still been unscathed—he had clearly seen it with his own eyes. And now, in less than a breath’s time, he had disintegrated into nothingness between heaven and earth.
The ferocity of her sun-like might didn’t even stir up a ripple before this Immortal God. Her strength crushed his completely, reducing Yitilou to a mist of blood, with not even ashes left behind!
“Senior, if you have any hidden cards left, don’t bother holding back now. If we don’t use them, this may be our last chance in this lifetime!”
Li Xiaobai directed his words calmly toward Xiao Lao Di. Watching both Yan Zuzi and Yitilou die in rapid succession, it was clear the battle techniques and divine skills they used seemed futile. Despite their exertion, they were overwhelmed by the Spider Lady in mere moments, no more than a breath’s time apart, obliterated into pieces.
This was the moment where they still had a sliver of opportunity to retaliate. If their efforts proved insufficient to harm her at all, then there was no escape—they would truly meet their end here.
“If I had tricks like that, I would’ve used them a long time ago. What’s the point of waiting until now?”
“Our only option is to try and stall her. It’s just the three of us left. If we’re all wiped out… the ones behind us will follow in our footsteps, no question!”
Xiao Lao Di glanced instinctively at Zhang Liancheng. The latter’s lower body was severed with precision, and his aura was fading rapidly. The loss of two legs was one thing, but Spider Lady’s venom had spread through his whole body via the wound. His face was ashen, his life force draining moment by moment. Even leaving him to rest here wouldn’t buy him much time—his survival seemed impossible.
The remaining functional forces consisted only of him, Beichen Feng, and Li Xiaobai.
If they could manage to stall Spider Lady and hold her off until the rift closed, there might still be hope. Otherwise, the Central Origin Realm would face certain disaster. As the saying goes, when the sky falls, the tallest shoulders must bear it. Right now, they were the tallest, and if they couldn’t hold it up, the army behind them would crumble into nothing.
“The rift’s closing pace is accelerating. That must be why Spider Lady is acting in such haste.”
Li Xiaobai also spoke up. Earlier, Spider Lady had been toying with them, but her sudden decision to kill undoubtedly signaled a rush driven by time constraints.
“Don’t get one-shotted. As long as you survive the initial blow, I can pull you back from the Ghost Gate!”
Beichen Feng spoke slowly, the split between yin and yang across his face growing more distinct. His Decay-Prosperity Divine Skill possessed the ability to reverse life and death.
“Attack!”
Xiao Lao Di’s expression instantly turned razor-sharp, his aura surging to terrifying heights.
Both hands summoned Star Morphing, commanding clusters of massive celestial stars to crash toward the Spider Lady, attempting to push her into the closing rift.
Li Xiaobai unleashed his Demon-Sealing Sword Intent, and behind him, the Heart of the Blood Demon materialized. Tens of thousands of blood-red tendrils furiously lashed out, stabbing toward Spider Lady. They wrapped around her body and violently dragged her toward the direction of the rift.
The Spider Lady momentarily staggered but swiftly regained her footing. The numerous crimson eyes on her head flared with a demonic scarlet light.
“Courting death!”
Waves of dark green energy rippled outward, shattering the void. The blood-red tendrils and celestial stars entangled on her body disintegrated into dust, corrupted by the poison and dissolving into greenish pus, dripping to the ground.
“You’re in such a rush to die? Fine by me. Once you three are dead, it’ll be your turn next!”
The Spider Lady pointed her hand disdainfully, releasing a terrifying surge of energy. A flicker of icy light shot toward Xiao Lao Di. It was clear she planned to leave Li Xiaobai for last, intending to interrogate him and uncover the figure supporting these mortals, desperately trying to piece together who in the Immortal Gods Realm was opposing her!
“Shit! Why is she targeting me first? Beichen Old Man’s closer to her!”
Xiao Lao Di felt a chill run through his scalp, panic filling his heart as he scrambled to evade. Realizing the attack was too fast to dodge, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a staff, swinging it with all his might. But the expected outcome—his body being pierced—didn’t occur. Instead, the icy light shattered the moment his staff struck it.
For a moment, the battlefield fell eerily silent. Not just the Spider Lady and Li Xiaobai, but Xiao Lao Di himself was dumbfounded.
In his urgency, he had reflexively swung the staff, but never could he have imagined shattering her deadly attack. To his knowledge, this wasn’t mere energy from the Spider Lady; it was a result of her intricate finger technique, likely even deadlier than the punch that had obliterated Yitilou. Yet, against all logic, it had been smashed apart by a single swing of Xiao Lao Di’s staff.
Could this old man actually possess such power?
“What the hell? When did I become this strong?”
Xiao Lao Di was utterly bewildered. He could feel that a thin, unfamiliar membrane-like force seemed to cover the strength of his Immortal Yuan, tightly adhering to its surface. Though still his power at its core, this layer of foreign might had elevated it enough to rival that of the Spider Lady.
“Senior… what’s that milky-white stuff coating your staff?”
Li Xiaobai pointed at the staff in Xiao Lao Di’s hand. Its surface was wrapped in a flowing, white, translucent light that rippled faintly. If he wasn’t mistaken, this mysterious substance was the sole reason Xiao Lao Di had managed to disperse the Spider Lady’s lethal attack.
“This isn’t my power… it seems to have come from that crystal old man!”
“The ancients truly didn’t lie to us—I knew that guy was extraordinary! Who would’ve thought he harbored power comparable to that of an Immortal God?”
Xiao Lao Di was overjoyed, the borrowed strength from the crystal old man igniting a spark of hope within him.
“You’re merely at Saint Realm cultivation. Where did you acquire such power?”
“Could it be that the Central Origin Realm harbors an anomaly, or is this another intervention from a being in the Immortal Gods Realm?”
The Spider Lady’s crimson eyes locked onto Xiao Lao Di with unwavering ferocity, her voice tinged with doubt. It was becoming evident that this realm wasn’t as simple as she’d initially presumed. Hidden truths seemed to lurk beneath its surface—secrets that even the Immortal Gods had overlooked. The power radiating from Xiao Lao Di was unlike anything she had ever encountered, bearing no resemblance to any known force in the Immortal Gods Realm.
“Heh heh heh, oh sweetie, once this old man takes you down, it’ll be time for you to pay your debts!”
“Those eight spindly legs of yours are an eyesore—I’ll break a few first!”
Xiao Lao Di, seemingly infused with divine favor, stood taller now. His newfound power brought a calm, confident energy to his stance. Though he lacked clarity on the origin of his sudden strength, it mattered little. With this surge of might rivalling that of an Immortal God, decades of his cunning and opportunistic battle experience were enough to at least buy some time, even if victory eluded him.
“Just an ugly spider freak—your life ends here!”