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Chapter 380 - 356: Thousands of Gods, Tens of Thousands of Phenomena - The Trickster_2

Chapter 380: Chapter 356: Thousands of Gods, Tens of Thousands of Phenomena - The Trickster_2

"Boom!"

At the instant collision of the stone spear and the basketball-sized molten fireball, an explosion occurred immediately.

This wasn’t an ordinary fireball, it was a fireball that Wang Zijia had sealed in a book using the sealing technique.

For effectiveness, Wang Zijia had infused it to the limit. Although it wasn’t as strong as an attack from the Fu treasure comparable to the Infant God, each spell in the book was almost the limit of Wang Zijia’s current battle strength!

The massive close-range explosion immediately blew Wang Zijia, who hadn’t retreated far enough, away. The energy shield on his body rapidly crystallized, but luckily it held up in the end and didn’t break.

He tumbled several times in mid-air during his flight, and after half-kneeling down, he plowed a long track on the ground.

The impact on the gray sculpture was much more dramatic because it had no means of defense. The moment it was affected by the close-range explosion, it was blown away, and its body continuously cracked, with god statue sculptures constantly falling out.

Chunks fell all over the place, much like a goddess scattering flowers.

But it was completely unharmed.

However, the strength of the mirror image was seen in whether it could replicate completely and be flexible and changeable.

From the moment Wang Zijia broke the stalemate, the sculpture’s fate was already sealed.

Without waiting for his body to stop, during his retreating glide, three pages flew out of the jade album next to him. Two depicted spikes and one showed a spear.

"Bang! Bang!"

Under the action of Wang Zijia’s right fist, the three book pages burst.

The gray sculpture felt a great pull from underneath its feet and was immobilized while countless spears emerged from below it, above it, and all around it and flashed toward the gray statue inside it.

"Crack, crack!"

God statue fragments dropped once more from the gray sculpture that had been skewered, and it hadn’t even had time to change tactics.

"Explode!"

Wang Zijia in the distance suddenly snorted.

"Boom! Boom!"

All the spears surrounding the gray sculpture suddenly flickered with spiritual light and underwent a fierce explosion.

Numerous crystal fragments shot toward the sculpture and exploded for a second time immediately after being unable to penetrate the sculpture’s body and only sent out a bunch of fragments.

"Boom! Boom!"

The noise of hundreds of explosions overlapping was deafening, and along with a strong airwave, it spread continuously on the silent battlefield.

Even Wang Zijia, who had been blown far away, was almost lifted into the air again.

After the explosion, the gray sculpture became silent.

Wang Zijia waved his hand and a spiritual wind blew, and the dust dissipated.

In the middle of the explosion, a gray statue covered in cracks appeared in front of Wang Zijia in a pit.

Upon seeing Wang Zijia, the sculpture subconsciously wanted to rush forward.

"Crack!"

With just a movement, more cracks appeared on it.

After taking only two or three steps, its whole body was completely covered with cracks, and its movement froze for an instant.

"Crash!"

Without waiting for Wang Zijia to act again, the gray statue shattered.

Instantly, it was like a treasure trove, spraying out countless god statue fragments. In the blink of an eye, it piled up into a mountain of god statues fragments, at least in the thousands.

Despite its size, Wang Zijia had to quickly retreat to avoid being buried by the statues.

On the other side, a sculpture that was fighting a tough battle with Mo Yunzi also shattered at the same time.

The chaos was not as big as Wang Zijia’s side, with only a few dozen stone god statues expanding out.

Innumerable damaged and peeled limbs and skulls of god statues rolled over, looked at Wang Zijia with bizarre eyes, and flickered mysteriously.

"Value+3245!"

As soon as the cold breath arose, it was dispelled by Wang Zijia.

As all the fragments of the bodies trembled, they seemed to want to reunite.

With the eyes in those skulls, which kept watching Wang Zijia, growing steadily dimmer, they did not tarnish Wang Zijia. The cracks on their bodies continued to multiply.

"Clatter clatter!"

There was a burst of chain reactions as the fragments of the God statues began to break again, just moments later.

Thousands of God statue fragments, hands and feet shattered, heads cracked, due to the shrinking of the fragments, the bulk of the God statues collapsed to one-third of their original size.

The battlefield, after all the movement ceased, was left only with a heap of chipped stones that bore no resemblance to their original forms.

The largest among them was only the size of a thumb.

Although there was a trace of strange breath remaining, there was no longer any strange activity.

Mo Yunzi was momentarily stunned, looking at the rubble mountain before him, "Is this the Sinister Core? It’s really... sinister!"

"What Sinister Core? It was just a remnant damaged by the long-lasting End of Dharma," Wang Zijia shook his head, saying:

"According to the records of the Sect Canon, every Numerical Sin that has successfully mutated has the power to destroy a realm."

"Once it erupts in the subject world, it’s either destruction or catastrophe. Even an Infant God might get trapped, or even get lost in it without even seeing the Illusion Master."

Upon hearing these words, Mo Yunzi’s expression changed slightly, and he also realized that the elixirs that Wang Zijia had distributed to everyone before were by no means average goods.

Even though he scrupulously assumed the medicine to be powerful, it still fell short by his estimation.

At this point in time, they disbanded the Five Immortal Children from the battle, without needing Wang Zijia’s orders, and started to emanate the ghost fog.

Under the strange pull, a hill of God statue fragments, like an entire mountain range, was hoisted by the Five Ghosts and dropped outside the battlefield.

This again exposed the rudimentary stone temple at the center.

Wang Zijia first came to the pit where the gray sculpture exploded initially, and there was a pigeon-egg-sized stone bead lying quietly in the center of the explosion pit.

As soon as he picked up the stone bead, a rich sinister force emanated from it.

Item: Sinister Core

Level: None

Effect: Absorbs incense, transforms it into Sinister Qi; it needs a fixed anchor or corresponding Divine Position to absorb the corresponding incense.

Introduction: The complete emergence of any Numerical Sin is accompanied by a strange rule, the emergence of Divine Powers. However, the Sinister Qi nurtured the force of thousand gods and myriad images and lost its core power due to the End of Dharma, leaving only remnants of the force.

This bead can separate into one hundred twenty thousand nine hundred sixty beads, and it can also combine at any time.

It can be used as a refining material, it suits any shape of Divine tool for forging, and the forged magic tool also retains this feature.

Looking at this round bead with his eyes filled with spiritual light, Wang Zijia was dumbfounded as the sixty-six beads that he had acquired previously quietly merged into it.

Transforming into an ordinary stone bead.

"Is this the reason the Sect record says that every mature Numerical Sin is both a huge danger and astonishing opportunity?"

"I thought they were referring to artificially bred situations like the Hundred Demon Bewitching Domain! It turns out the Illusion Master is also a moving treasure by itself!"

Looking at the stone bead in his hand, Wang Zijia’s thoughts raced, as he tried to draw out the remaining Sinister Qi from within.

"Value +270,000!"

Dao cultivation: 300 years (2.63 million/10 million)

As a massive amount of Sinister Qi was extracted, the stone bead, which was grey-brown like a rock, gradually turned white.

Noticing that the quality of the stone bead was deteriorating as the Sinister Qi Pollutions were drawn out, Wang Zijia promptly stopped the extraction to prevent it from shattering further.

Though this thing seemed to be a colossal scrap now, Wang Zijia felt it still held research value.

He felt it was perfect for something he had been wanting to do but hadn’t been able to!

After tucking it away in his palm, Mo Yunzi remained quietly by his side.

Seeing Wang Zijia come to his senses, he immediately bowed and said, "I was thoughtless, impulsively almost causing a significant accident. I beg for Martial Uncle’s punishment!"

"Even if you didn’t recite that Longevity Card, you wouldn’t have been able to avoid this conflict." Wang Zijia shook his head, looking at Mo Yunzi:

"On the contrary, if you hadn’t recited it earlier and triggered a rule similar to ’begging the Seal,’ which made it fail to duplicate me in advance, it might have been even more troublesome."