The Desert Celestial Calamity was dumbfounded, its human face showing shock and fear: "This... this... !!!"
"Is this your Supreme Divine Techniques?! Is that... that..."
It took a few deep breaths, calming the shock in its heart.
Even though it had expected it, actually witnessing this scene was still terrifying.
It questioned itself.
It was already one of the more formidable existing gods, possessing the power of a Lower-Rank God. Yet compared to the Supreme Divine Techniques of the Chief Witch, the power of a Lower-Rank God was worthless, no different from an ant.
"No wonder our ancestors could be so glorious..."
The Desert Celestial Calamityâs voice trembled.
As for the Desert Celestial Calamityâs terror.
The Chief Witch opened his mouth wide, letting out a string of sinister childlike laughter.
"Do you understand now? Huang Sha, this is Supreme Divine Techniques!! This was the glorious era of the Crystal Beast clan... ranked fifth among Supreme Divine Techniques. Instantly shattering the heads of fifty Upper Gods!!! Did you think it was a joke?"
While speaking, the narrow eyes of the purple sweet potato baby swiftly swept across the battlefield, enveloping everything...
It was extremely indifferent.
The Desert Celestial Calamity swallowed hard.
It hadnât regained its composure yet, for the scene before it was too shocking and visually impactful.
The human cultivators and Crystal Beasts on the battlefield suddenly had their heads explode, turning into corpses that thudded to the ground...
This power transcended time and space, directly executing a Dimensional Reduction Strike.
Even a god like it felt a chill down its spine!
Much less the human cultivators?
The despair of the human cultivators would be even greater!
The Desert Celestial Calamityâs prediction was correctâ
At this very moment.
Inside the safe zone.
The human cultivators preparing to leave the safe zone to fight saw outside the safe zone... all the strong ones, all the Crystal Beasts, with their heads bursting into blood mist...
Instantly scared, they fell from midair, their legs weak, their bodies numb, collapsing to the ground like mush, without the slightest strength to get up...
An emotion named despair and suffocation engulfed their hearts, impossible to dispel!
"What... what happened?!"
"How could this happen? Whether itâs our cultivators or the Crystal Beasts, all their heads exploded and died!!"
"Did some super-terrifying and bizarre Resentful God descend?!"
"This is too eerie, isnât it? All our strong ones were annihilated, without the slightest ability to resist!"
"This is a catastrophe beyond Catastrophe-level!!!"
"The Godslaying Squad ranked eleventh, ranked thirteenth, ranked one hundred and three, ranked eightieth, fell instantly, along with thirteen Yue Realm strong ones... and..."
The commander inside the safe zone knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
The pain, too painful!
"And Super New Star! The day before yesterday, in the Sixth District, one person formed an army, slicing through ten thousand Flying Head Ghosts, yet also perished in this disaster!"
"Huaxia suffered heavy losses! How am I supposed to explain to their families? How do I explain to the Celestial Summit Pavilion?"
"This is impossible!! With such terrifying strength of a Resentful Beast, how could we humans ever withstand it?"
A cultivator roared in a low voice, desperate to the extreme, a powerless fury...
"Humans are already gone... humans are already gone... donât resist anymore... how could we withstand such a Resentful Beast?"
Hundreds of cultivatorsâ legs went soft, kneeling on the ground... At this moment, they lost the spirit to fight the Resentful God, their fighting spirit completely gone, their minds filled only with despair and suffocation.
They were so desperate that their vision went black, unable to see anything, a sharp buzzing sound ringing in their ears...
Someone fainted.
Someone knelt on the ground, vomiting.
Someoneâs face turned pale, terrified and shocked, as if their heart was about to shatterâthis was the rhythm of heart syndrome.
...
And at the same time.
Outside the safe zone, within the third defense line, Xu Ran, who was watching the Paperman Legion massacre on all sides, was also dumbfounded.
He looked at the entire battlefieldâthe heads of both enemies and allies, all exploded into a mass of blood mist, a horrifying scene...
His heart throbbed hard.
For the first time, he was petrified on the spot, his gaze incredulously surveying the surroundings.
"Uncle Ye..."
"Uncle Feng..."
"Uncle Yan..."
"Aunt Xue..."
"Uncle Ah Hao..."
"And the other members of the Godslaying Squad... They protected me for several days, ate with me... We lived together day and night..."
"And my Paperman Legion..."
"And the cultivator who just cast envious glances from the side..."
"How could their heads suddenly explode into a bloody mist? I donât understand!!!"
In an instant, sweat soaked Xu Ranâs body.
He gritted his teeth, maintaining his state of invisibility.
"Is it some incredibly terrifying Resentful God? Like a mechanical god descending, instantly shattering the heads of all living creatures?! So powerful, so invincible?"
Xu Ran exhaled deeply.
He forced himself to calm down, but his heart rebelledâ it pounded fiercely, like a drum.
To be honest, at this moment, he was somewhat panicked!
Damn it, from the first day of staying disciplined, ends up facing an opponent so terrifying?
Who wouldnât panic?
Another person might have already lost confidence entirely upon seeing this incredibly shocking scene, their Dao Heart collapsing as they fled.
But Xu Ran hadnâtâ he felt something odd about the situation, so he stood still, fearful of disrupting some balance.
"The current intel is: My head hasnât been shattered!!! My papermen, their heads are shattered. But they havenât exploded into a bloody mist..."
Xu Ran spoke in a low voice.
Frantic analysis ensued.
"There are two possibilities now! The first one is really facing an incredibly terrifying Resentful God!"
"The second is being dragged into some kind of super-large illusion realm!"
"The first possibility... letâs rule it out for now! If itâs an incredibly terrifying Resentful God, it couldnât have missed meâ my Invisibility Skill isnât advanced enough to deceive it. It can shatter the heads of countless people, yet it would overlook my invisibility skill?"
"The second possibility, could it be some kind of super-large illusion skill????"
"If itâs illusion, why am I unaffected? Did my Substitute Paperman shield me from the illusion? Or perhaps what Iâm seeing and hearing now is merely part of the illusion?"
Xu Ranâs mind raced at the speed of light.
His [High-level Comprehension] + [Heavy Pupil Treasure Skill] frantically observed every detail.
"The corpses are real."
"The scent of blood is real too."
"If this truly is an illusion, then itâs too exaggerated... completely realistic."
Xu Ranâs heart raced uneasily.
Suddenly.
He felt his head growing increasingly painful, increasingly swollen, as if about to explode into a bloody mist.
"Not good, is it beginning to act on my head? Could it truly be that an incredibly terrifying Resentful God has descended?"
Xu Ran doubted.
But in the next second, he immediately dismissed the idea, a flash of insight in his mind, he seemed to touch the threshold of the answer.
"Haha, how could it possibly be an incredibly terrifying Resentful God?! No matter how you think about it, itâs impossible!! I almost got fooled by you!"
"Just like the [Nightmare Vengeful Mother], seemingly untouchable, but actually has a fatal weakness!"
"Otherwise, why wouldnât it just directly explode my head?"
"It must be some sort of mechanism monster, with special triggering mechanisms, so itâs sneakily hiding in the dark, playing so-called illusion tricks!"
Xu Ran analyzed bit by bit.
As the mist cleared one puff at a time, the sweat on his body also stopped flowing.
"This illusion likely targets everyone on the battlefield, every Crystal Beast. All creatures see similar illusions, and if everyone chooses to believe, then... everyoneâs heads will truly explode!"
"By now, probably the majority have believed this illusion!"
"Thatâs why my head is aching, nearly bursting! If I also believe this illusion, believe my comrades, believe my friends and family... have already died with exploded heads. Then my head would instantly turn into a bloody mist like fireworks!"
"What an impressive illusion skill, it must be some kind of Heaven-Gifted Divine Techniques, right?"
More and more enlightened, Xu Ranâs eyes gathered cold light, spitting out a cold laugh: "Screw you! Pretty darn intimidating!"
"Isnât it just an Idealism Element divine skill? Whoâs scared of that?"
After understanding the entire cause and effect.
A benevolent smile appeared between Xu Ranâs features.
"Iâve understood, as long as I believe in myself, believe my comrades around me are unharmed! Your Heaven-Gifted Divine Techniques wonât trigger the death mechanism!"
"So how should I instill my comrades with enough confidence?"
Xu Ran pondered.
Although his head grew increasingly swollen, nearing the brink of explosion...
But to break the impasse, Xu Ranâs mind became increasingly clear...