My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 896 - 742: The Demise of Wanting to Greet the World!

Chapter 896: Chapter 742: The Demise of Wanting to Greet the World!

The body, the Sea of ​​Consciousness, everything that constituted it, was constantly fusing into the Blood Cicada. Looking at Wang Zijia, it showed a brilliant smile and said, "But, there must be countless existences that desire to obtain it."

"What do you want to do?"

Wang Zijia felt that something was not right, and cautiously began to increase his distance, just in case, while he spoke seriously.

He did not doubt what the other party had said, he even felt it himself.

If previously he was skeptical about the information from the Balance Scale which indicated it could complete something for him, the moment the Crystal appeared, Wang Zijia instinctively felt that the thing was very important to him, or rather, it should have been his!

Just like the Origin of Time and Space he had encountered before, it was supposed to complete something he lacked.

"Nothing much, since death has already been destined, why let you have an easy time before dying? No, it’s to give this world a gift. At least let the world know I was here once, right, Li Shenghong!"

Wang Zijia didn’t answer, because as soon as the words were finished, the Blood Cicada had completely melted into a pool of Blood Water floating in the air.

This being that had entangled Wang Zijia for eight thousand years, unknown if it was an Evil Cicada or Qi Chounu, had finally died today, but before its death, it seemed to have left quite a predicament.

As the Blood Cicada completely turned into Blood Water, all the Silk Threads from its body were retracted by the Crystal, which floated in the air and suddenly began to vibrate.

"Weng!"

Wang Zijia had no time to react, nor did he dare to rush forward.

The surrounding space began to fluctuate rapidly, and the next moment, it was violently torn open, a giant bone hand suddenly reached out towards the Crystal.

Then on another side, another rift split open, a Flesh Tentacle also emerged from it, similarly heading for the Crystal.

At this moment, Wang Zijia, in his astonishment, quickly retreated.

Because the newly arrived third and fourth parties were simply not something he could contend against, Dao power and madness pervaded, ominous and sinister forces intertwined - they were at least Saint Third Realm golden immortals, if not more exaggerated.

More importantly, they were not any normal things!

The Blood Cicada, through some method using the Tao Fruit, had attracted the presence of super Illusion Masters or beings of the Demon Path.

The attraction of the Tao Fruit on the side of the flesh was indeed very strong, and the current Wang Zijia did not have the ability to compete with these existences and would be fortunate not to be destroyed by them as well.

Well, this was probably what the Blood Cicada was planning!

However, before the Flesh Tentacle and the giant bone hand could clash, Wang Zijia felt the mana inside him become frenziedly active, and an extreme excitement emerged from within him.

At the same time, a third Void rift appeared, a small intumescence of blood-colored flesh pushed through it.

The two beings that had emerged earlier seemed to be startled by the appearance of this flesh and swiftly retracted like lightning, voluntarily closing the torn space in the process.

The small mass of flesh, much like cancer cells, multiplied rapidly around the space rift, turning into a large, deformed lump of flesh. The flesh wriggled and turned into a human face, which devoured the Crystal suspected to be a Tao Fruit.

After doing so, it looked directly at Wang Zijia.

The flesh that composed the human face was akin to cancerous tissue, hence the face was pitted and uneven. Its pair of eyes, made of diseased blood and flesh as well, had a nauseating appearance, with cellular mucus flowing from them.

At this moment, Wang Zijia’s heart was in his throat, his complexion turning red as he keenly felt how active his mana had become.

Clearly, this creature was a super Wicked Ghost.

If he were to fight with it, he probably wouldn’t be enough for even one bite!

Fortunately, before Wang Zijia could do anything, the Void trembled, and from behind the space rift where the flesh had proliferated, a series of strange shackles made of Golden Copper Coins suddenly emerged, yanking the human face back quickly.

The face struggled fiercely, but under the pull of the Copper Coin Lock Chain, it continuously shrank back.

"Those by the name of Zhang, you wait for me, I will remember this·······"

The human face struggled and roared, but before it could finish speaking, it had already vanished without a trace.

An extravagant appearance, but an extremely embarrassing retreat.

Wang Zijia: "······"

Wang Zijia watched the scene with lingering fear, and as the human face disappeared, the mana gradually stabilized.

"Hoo······"

Once he was sure it had left, Wang Zijia let out a long sigh of relief and, not daring to delay any longer, with a wave of his hand, he collected the remaining Blood Water from the Evil Cicada, quickly dealt with the aftermath, and decisively left the area with flashes of Lei Ting.

Moments later, an Old Taoist with Immortal Wind and Dao Bone and dressed in a Taiching Taoist Robe appeared abruptly at the site.

He frowned, took a look around, and his eyes gleamed, causing the surroundings to reverse as if time was flowing backwards.

Phantasms flickered to the beginning and then started to replay.

When he saw the blood-colored human face emerge, he paused for a moment before continuing to watch.

After watching the entire sequence, the Old Taoist furrowed his brows.

"Strange, the person of the Wheel of Rebirth has been confirmed and taken into the Palace, so how come another being resembling both sin and celestial appeared? What went wrong?"

Just then, it seemed that someone else was about to arrive at the location, and the Old Taoist suddenly raised his hand, erasing all traces left behind.

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Back at Wanyu Sect, after Wang Zijia vanished, Ice Frost immediately sent out a notice to the entire Sect.

The disciples began to leave one after another, but nearly twenty Immortal Venerates and several key figures did not disperse immediately. Instead, they waited at the peak of Wanyu Peak.

As time passed without any news, everyone became increasingly worried, after all, the celestial peak-level great cultivator that Wang Zijia was pursuing was no small threat.

Even though the Alliance Leader seemed to handle it with ease, who could tell if an accident would occur?

This concern became more and more obvious as time went on.

At that moment, Ding Haiping suddenly looked thoughtful as he received some messages, and his worried expression finally relaxed.

"Hu..." He let out a long sigh of relief and addressed the silent tea-drinking crowd, "Just now, there was a message from below that the Alliance Leader was spotted chasing something, appearing over the skies of northern Fuling City."

"Hu..."

Many people also breathed a sigh of relief. The Spirit Suppressing Realm was just beginning to show promise, and whether it could secure a place among Shen Hong’s ranks hinged entirely on Wang Zijia.

Without Wang Zijia to lead, let alone becoming a major power, the newly established Immortal Alliance might even dissipate.

"Has the Alliance Leader been injured?"

"How is the Alliance Leader doing?"

"Did he catch the person he was pursuing?"

"Is everything alright?"

"..."

Questions followed one after another immediately.

Ding Haiping spread his hands and said, "The defending disciples in Fuling City are merely at the Perfected Realm. What could they possibly know?"

Everyone fell silent again.

However, the atmosphere was no longer oppressive. People began to wait while drinking tea and discussing the Dao, visibly much more relaxed.

...

After another half a day, as evening approached and the setting sun dipped in the west, the figure of Wang Zijia appeared abruptly in the courtyard.

"We greet the Alliance Leader!"

"Paying respects to the Alliance Leader!"

"..."

Everyone immediately stood up to greet him.

Wang Zijia looked around at everyone and said, "I appreciate your concern. I am fine. You may all go back to your duties. I need to go into seclusion for a few days to stabilize my cultivation."

"We will obey the decree!" The crowd respectfully saluted, and when they looked up again, Wang Zijia had vanished without a trace.

Seeing this, everyone also dispersed and began to get involved with the affairs of the Immortal Alliance.

...

In the White Peach Courtyard, Wang Zijia floated down.

"You’re back!"

Xiang Feifei, who had been waiting in the courtyard like a wife looking out for her husband’s return, saw Wang Zijia and let out a long sigh of relief while joyfully greeting him.

"Yes!" Wang Zijia nodded with a smile, subconsciously reaching out to stroke the hair of the person in his arms.

"You’ve just had a breakthrough. Hurry up and go cultivate!" Xiang Feifei didn’t cling to Wang Zijia. After a hug, she considerately let go and said to him.

Wang Zijia nodded and headed straight into the Cultivation Room.

Entering the Underground Base, he found himself in a blood-colored Spell Laboratory.

With a flip of his hand, he first released the Five Ghosts to guard the room.

After they experienced the unique Thunder Tribulation baptism of Wang Zijia, and because of their deep entanglement with him, the Five Ghosts also began to exhibit traces of Immortal Spirit transformation.

However, this process seemed to take some time, mainly because they could not be considered complete, independent creatures. They were Art Spirits created by Wang Zijia, a kind of special accompanying life form, and it was estimated that they wouldn’t have their own Immortal Tribulation.

Lacking their own chance at Thunder Tribulation means they could only slowly transform.

...

Seeing the familiar environment, even the Five Ghosts, who were comparable to Turbid Immortals now, still seemed somewhat scared and pitifully looked at Wang Zijia with their innocent eyes.

Plump and pale, wearing red bellybands, their pudgy appearance was as cute as New Year’s dolls. With the presence of Immortal Spirit energy on their bodies, these five Demonic Beings were increasingly resembling Immortal Children!

"We greet the Master!" They paid their respects in a pitiful and respectful manner.

Wang Zijia paid them no mind but motioned with a wave of his hand.

A book page disintegrated.

Several Blood Pearls fell into the Bone Altar before him.

The smallest Blood Pearls, the size of a pinky, were all vegetative beings, with the single Blood Cicada the size of a chicken egg possessing its own consciousness, though it was also a crippled, knock-off version.

Moreover, it appeared very weak at this moment, and its quail egg-sized Blood Water essence showed signs of semi-melting.

It wasn’t because of Wang Zijia; it seemed that even though he had undergone a complete division from the main body, the lingering connections were significant, likely affected by the main body’s tactics.

When the quail egg-sized Blood Pearl emerged, a vague blood-colored human figure condensed out of it. Looking at Wang Zijia, he asked, "What have you done to me?"

Obviously, he thought his current status was the result of Wang Zijia’s doing.

Wang Zijia looked at him with a look of pity, flipped his hand, and a sequence of phantasm images appeared, showing the last images of the Blood Cicada’s true form.

At the same time, he searched the other’s memories, removing some suppressed memories, along with some traps left by the original before, of course. As for the memories not replicated to him during the split, Wang Zijia couldn’t do anything about those.

This series of actions left the Blood Cicada dumbfounded in place, taking a long time to recover.