PFC Chapter 366 The Law of Shadows 100% (Page 12)
Chapter 366 The Law of Shadows 100% (Page 12)
As the blood bead formed from Zhang Yun's flesh and blood laws shot into the center of the black sun—
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
That crystal-clear blood bead was no bigger than a grain of rice, yet it contained terrifying power that could shake the heavens.
Countless fine golden Dao patterns flowed across the surface of the bead, each pattern writhing like a living creature, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation of law.
Along its flight path, space was torn open with a thin, blood-red rift that took a long time to heal.
The instant the blood droplet touched the surface of the black sun—
"Om..."
A strange tremor resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Countless spiderweb-like blood-red lines suddenly appeared on the surface of the black sun. These lines spread and expanded at an astonishing speed, covering the entire sphere in the blink of an eye.
The wildly spinning dark energy suddenly stopped, as if a pause button had been pressed.
The next moment——
"boom!!!!!!"
An unprecedented explosion swept through the entire ancient kingdom of Gurtura!
The black sun began to collapse from the inside, first shrinking into a tiny black dot, and then bursting out a dark red energy torrent with a diameter of over a kilometer.
This torrent contained the ultimate collision between the laws of flesh and blood and the laws of shadow. Wherever it passed, space shattered layer by layer like fragile glass, revealing the distorted chaotic void behind it.
The shockwave from the explosion spread in a ring, leveling everything within a radius of hundreds of miles.
The floating building debris, broken mountain peaks, and even free energy were all instantly vaporized into the most basic particles.
The shadow giant let out a heart-wrenching wail as its body began to disintegrate from the inside out.
First, a huge hole was blown into his chest, and then countless blood-red cracks spread all over his body.
Blazing white flames erupted from those cracks, burning His shadowy form inch by inch.
“No…this is impossible…” The shadow giant’s voice became fragmented as He frantically flailed His broken limbs, trying to grasp at the dissipating power. “I am eternal and indestructible…”
The crimson giant stood in mid-air, coldly watching its dying opponent.
The three pairs of fiery wings on His back slowly closed, and the light on the God-Slaying Spear gradually dimmed.
"Eternity?" The crimson giant's voice carried a hint of mockery. "Before my laws, nothing is eternal."
As the last word fell, the colossal body of the Shadow Giant, which blotted out the sky, finally gave way and shattered like black glass struck by a heavy hammer.
Countless black fragments, glowing with an eerie light, scattered and flew everywhere. Each piece twisted and struggled in the air like a living thing, emitting a piercing shriek.
The shadowy giant's hideous face can be vaguely seen among these fragments, roaring in agony, yet ultimately unable to resist its fate of disintegration.
The countless fragments transformed into a torrential downpour of black rain, each drop of which contained a terrifying corrosive power.
The moment they hit the ground, the hard rocks were easily pierced as if they were butter hit by a hot knife, making a teeth-grinding "hissing" sound.
The ground was instantly riddled with holes, and wisps of black smoke rose from countless bottomless pits, filling the air with a pungent smell of sulfur.
At this moment——
"Buzz!"
The God-Slaying Spear in Zhang Yun's red-clad hand suddenly trembled with hunger, and the ancient runes on the spear lit up one after another, radiating an eerie dark red light.
A miniature black hole appeared out of thin air at the tip of the gun, generating a terrifying suction force.
The falling black fragments suddenly seemed to be summoned, transforming into streams of black torrents that converged towards the tip of the spear.
"receive!"
With a soft shout from Zhang Yun, all the fragments that the Shadow Giant God had transformed into were instantly absorbed by the God-Slaying Spear as if swallowed whole.
The runes on the gun became increasingly dazzling, and the black energy flowing within them could be faintly seen.
Immediately afterwards, the God-Slaying Spear transformed into a streak of blood-red light and "whoosh" entered Zhang Yun's body.
The [Forge of Laws] is operating at full capacity!
It was as if an invisible furnace was roaring within Zhang Yun's body, melting away all the fragments of shadow he had devoured.
The essence of those fragments was extracted little by little, transforming into the purest origin of the Shadow Law.
These primordial forces, like black silk, flowed through Zhang Yun's meridians, eventually converging into an unfathomable place deep within his body.
Originally, Zhang Yun's understanding of the Law of Shadows had reached an astonishing 90%.
At this moment, as these pure shadow laws were absorbed, the power of laws within his body began to surge at a visible rate.
91%, 92%... each slight increase made his aura even more profound and unfathomable.
It's important to understand that comprehending the laws becomes increasingly difficult as you progress.
Starting from 90%, each percentage point increase requires exponentially more effort.
Under normal circumstances, even for a highly gifted cultivator, it would take at least several hundred years of arduous training to improve from 90% to 100%.
But at this moment——
"95%...97%...99%..."
Zhang Yun closed his eyes and looked inward, feeling the surging power within his body.
The Shadow Giant truly lives up to its reputation as an ancient being who controls the laws of shadow; its primordial power is outrageously pure.
These powers seemed tailor-made for him, perfectly integrated into his system of laws.
Finally, when the last trace of the Shadow Law was completely absorbed—
"boom!"
Suddenly, a torrent of black light erupted from Zhang Yun's body. His figure shifted constantly between reality and illusion, sometimes transforming into a wisp of green smoke, sometimes remaining solid as before. This was a sign of the perfection of the laws!
"The Law of Shadows...100% achieved."
Zhang Yun slowly opened his eyes, and in an instant, the entire ruins went dark.
Deep within his pupils, nine jet-black lines slowly rotated as if they were alive, each line containing profound mysteries that could shake the heavens.
The patterns sometimes intertwine to form ancient runes, and sometimes transform into moving shadows, as if they are enacting the most profound truths of the laws of the world.
He smiled with satisfaction, a smile that seemed to instantly lower the temperature around him.
With a thought, his figure suddenly became elusive, sometimes dissipating into a wisp of green smoke, and sometimes reforming from the shadows.
This is not a simple teleportation, but a true merging with the shadows, moving freely between reality and illusion.
“From now on, shadows will no longer be something I need to comprehend…” Zhang Yun murmured to himself, his voice carrying a sense of complete control.
He stretched out his right hand, and suddenly dark shadow threads began to entwine between his five fingers. The threads danced as if they were alive, and in the blink of an eye, they wove into a giant net that blotted out the sky, covering the entire area within a hundred miles.
"It is an extension of my body, as easy as my limbs."
“I’ll gladly accept this ‘gift’,” Zhang Yun said softly to the void, his voice tinged with a hint of mockery.
He deliberately emphasized the word "gift," as if mocking the shadowy giant who had already vanished into thin air.
As he spoke, his figure suddenly split into nine parts, each with a different expression—some sneer, some mock, some indifferent—before finally returning to one.
He knew that if the Shadow Giant could know this from beyond the grave, he would probably die of anger once more.
Thinking of this, the nine black lines in Zhang Yun's eyes suddenly burst forth with a terrifying light, as if responding to their master's pleasure.
Zhang Yun, dressed in red, coldly surveyed his surroundings.
Although the Shadow Giant God had been completely drained of his energy, countless monsters still roamed the crumbling city of Gurtura.
Those shadowy creatures that managed to escape the calamity are wandering among the ruins. They come in all shapes and sizes: some are like twisted human figures, some are like multi-legged reptiles, and some are simply a writhing mass of darkness.
Further away, ancient beings, awakened by the previous battle, are beginning to stir.
Strange tremors came from the ground from time to time, as if the enormous creature sleeping underground was turning over.
Transparent ghosts drifted in the sky, emitting chilling wails.
Even among the shattered ruins of those buildings, lurking are greedy shadow-eating beasts...
Zhang Yun, dressed in red, lightly licked his lips, a gesture that made him look like a predator who had spotted his prey.
His tongue was an eerie dark purple, with wisps of shadowy power swirling around it.
"These are all good stuff, we can't waste them!" His voice suddenly became excited, and the black lines in his eyes spun faster and faster. "Although they can't compare to the Shadow Colossus, even a mosquito is still meat..."
"Kill them all! Kill them all!"
With that roar, Zhang Yun's figure suddenly exploded into countless shadowy blades. These blades rained down like a storm, each one precisely piercing a monster.
The monsters didn't even have time to scream before they were pierced, torn apart, and devoured by the shadow blades...
"The God-Slaying Spear absorbed it!"
The God-Slaying Spear, suspended in mid-air, emitted a thirsty hum, and the runes on its body lit up one after another.
It devoured the energy harvested by the Shadow Blade like a bottomless pit, and with each ounce of energy absorbed, the gun became even darker.
In the end, the entire spear turned pure black, swallowing up even the light.
Zhang Yun, dressed in red, stood atop the highest ruins, with broken temple pillars beneath his feet and a shattered, blood-red sunset behind him.
He was like a demon statue from hell, looking down at the one-sided slaughter feast at his feet with an absolute domineering posture.
His red robes, now tinged with the power of shadow, had turned a deep, dark red, with black mist rising from the hem like dried blood boiling.
Zhang Yun in red
Countless pained and distorted faces could be vaguely seen in the mist; these were the remnants of monster souls he had devoured.
The golden patterns on the robe had now completely transformed into flowing shadows, outlining eerie totems on the fabric.
Beneath his feet, the entire ancient kingdom of Gurtura was being transformed into his private hunting grounds.
In the ruins to the east, hundreds of shadow blades are chasing a group of screaming Shadow Eaters;
Between the broken walls to the west, a giant web made of pure darkness was contracting, crushing dozens of human-faced spiders into pieces;
In the southern plaza, the black dragon formed from the God-Slaying Spear is tearing apart a three-tailed scorpion lion...
Every corner was witnessing a bloody harvest. The screams of monsters, the cracking of bones, and the slurring sounds of flesh being devoured echoed through the sky.
The entire ancient city seemed to come alive, but in a distorted way—shadows were reveling, darkness was dancing, and death was singing.
“Not enough…” Zhang Yun narrowed his eyes, nine black lines spinning rapidly in his pupils.
He licked his canine teeth, which had somehow become sharp, and gazed into the darkness further into the distance.
The sky there was a sickly purplish-black, with huge shadows vaguely visible moving through the clouds.
"I will devour this ancient kingdom completely!"
Just then, a huge monster in the distance suddenly caught his attention.
The thing had a disgusting two-headed structure—one head resembled a rotting dragon, while the other looked like a skinned human.
The two heads shared a bloated body covered with writhing tumors and constantly opening and closing eyes.
Most strikingly, the monster was bound by seven chains, each chain ending in a wailing soul.