PFC Chapter 609 The World Of Ancient Scrolls, Supreme Strength!
Chapter 609 The World Of Ancient Scrolls, Supreme Strength!
The Heavenly Venerable's attention was completely focused on defending against the spherical monster and attacking the Lord of Dark Souls, with no guard against Chen Yu at all.
The full force strike from the virtual Heavenly Elf effortlessly broke through the hasty defense organized by the Heavenly Venerable.
“Why?”
A strong sense of horror and confusion flashed in the Heavenly Venerable's eyes.
From any perspective, Chen Yu should not have attacked at this moment.
Chen Yu is indeed very strong.
Just a few moves were enough to confirm.
Not only in terms of original body size, but even in the control of the original power, Chen Yu surpassed the other two sides.
However, after the eight Abyssal touches left the original battlefield, facing the Lord of Dark Souls and the spherical monster, Chen Yu was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of original body size.
If the Heavenly Venerable were to be eliminated, what would be Chen Yu's chances against the siege of the Lord of Dark Souls and the spherical monster?
A huge world shadow pressed down, ending the Heavenly Venerable's contemplation.
The Heavenly Venerable's body, like a bug crushed by a wheel, turned into a wisp of dust.
An original source emerged, emitting a soft and enticing light.
However, neither the Lord of Dark Souls, the spherical monster, nor the virtual Heavenly Elf rushed to seize this seemingly defenseless original source.
On the contrary, their expressions gradually became serious.
Because above this original source, there was a supremely powerful force that felt exceptionally strong.
Similar to the power of the [Heavenly Dao], at a glance, it was clear that this power did not belong to this era at all.
After a moment, this supreme power, enveloped in the original source, transformed into a towering human-shaped shadow.
It was an old man dressed in plain Daoist robes, with white hair and a youthful face.
His expression was peaceful and calm.
“This time, I have lost.” The old Daoist sighed slightly, shook his head, and slowly spoke.
“Never expected that a mere small thousand world could attract the coveting of many powerful beings.”
“What does 'small thousand world' mean?” Chen Yu curiously asked the virtual Heavenly Dao.
[It is how this existence divides the world according to the original body size.]
“If this is a small thousand world, then what level is our world? Middle Thousand World? Great Thousand World?” Chen Yu asked.
In this era of the Little Saintess, things are indeed a bit tricky.
According to the virtual Heavenly Dao, one standard unit of the original source is ten million portions.
Since one unit has so many portions, the original body size of Chen Yu's era must exceed one unit.
It wouldn't make sense to define the original source one possesses as a fraction of a unit, let alone a fraction of a fraction.
And the total original source of this era is only 5000 portions, equivalent to two thousandths of a standard unit.
[Apologies, collaborator, the virtual Heavenly Dao has not obtained the definition standard of this existence for the world, so it cannot make a judgment.]
“Well, forget it then.”
Chen Yu shook his head, not pressing further and continued to focus on the old Daoist.
This old Daoist should be the supreme being behind the Heavenly Venerable.
Even if the Heavenly Venerable were to be defeated, even if they could turn the tide, they could not reverse the situation.
The supreme power belonging to them was just that much, and once exhausted, even if the Heavenly Venerable were to revive, they would only be a mobile source can.
Just like Chen Yu, if the supreme power of the [Heavenly Dao] were lost, the virtual Heavenly Dao would naturally cease to exist.
No matter how much original source or supreme power one has, not using it is equivalent to not having it.
“Place your pieces in leisure, success or failure will follow nature's course.”
“However, even though the defeat is certain, submitting to fate is not something I would do.”
“In that case, let us have a match!” the old Daoist chuckled lightly, tossing out an ancient scroll.
As the scroll unfolded, a vast world slowly emerged.
Chen Yu suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, where even a simple movement became exceptionally difficult.
The virtual Heavenly Dao was on high alert, and the supreme power surged out.
At this moment, the Heavenly Elf ascended to Level 750, the peak strength of a Dominator.
Fortunately, after swallowing the original source several times, Chen Yu's original body size was not small, and could support for a while without the risk of source collapse.
As the Great World within the scroll appeared, all beings in the original battlefield found themselves within it.
This world was incredibly heavy.
Even a wisp of light air felt as heavy as a thousand catties.
The rising and setting of the sun, even the most ordinary radiance, seemed like a scorching fire.
Time became the most terrifying pressure.
Every minute and every second required a large amount of supreme power to sustain one's existence.
This power was completely different from other quasi-supremes, or even from those like the Lord of Dark Souls and the Heavenly Venerable who borrowed true supreme power.
The ancient scroll world of the old Daoist had already surpassed the realm of competing in "original control."
His Dao, his principles, his methods, had formed a self-contained system that was flawless.
“Can you break through?” Chen Yu asked.
[No, unless using a Dao of the same level as his, or even higher.]
“What do you mean? Is your Dao not as high level as his? Are you kidding?” Chen Yu was puzzled.
[A Dao can only be practiced with one's own power and cannot be borrowed from others.]
Naturally, the [Heavenly Dao] would not be of a lower level than the supreme Low Level displayed by the ancient scroll.
However, what the old Daoist displayed was his own [Dao].
For a supreme being, only their own [Dao] could not be wielded by others.
“This old guy is really cunning,” Chen Yu cursed inwardly.
The old Daoist's move was clear; he intended to reveal the supreme beings hiding behind the proxies.
Even to extinguish the power belonging to these supremes.
In this way, the supreme beings behind would naturally be unable to control the proxies to transport the acquired source back home.
If the proxies were to go back on their word, the supreme beings behind would have no way to counterbalance.
The supreme beings spent time, effort, and energy supporting the proxies to win the source struggle, only to end up with nothing.
What I can't get, I'd rather destroy, so others can't get it either.
At this moment, what the old Daoist behind the Heavenly Venerable did was exactly that.
“The power he transmitted shouldn't be much, right? Can our supreme power hold out until then?” Chen Yu asked.
[According to the virtual Heavenly Dao's calculations, at the current consumption rate of the collaborator, the supreme power cannot last until the opponent's power is exhausted and naturally dissipates.]
“This...” Chen Yu fell into contemplation.
In fact, the current situation should be advantageous for Chen Yu.
After all, the supreme being behind the Heavenly Venerable was not targeting Chen Yu alone.
Chen Yu also happened to have the largest original body size among the remaining three.
If Chen Yu remained calm and did not act, the Lord of Dark Souls and the spherical monster would surely make a move.