Chapter 526: Suction Cup's Final Stand
During the flight, Feng Qi glanced back at the battlefield.
The blurry phantom above Suction Cup’s head was expanding rapidly, its mouth slowly opening in sync with the Suction Cup’s movements.
In an instant, all matter within a several-kilometer radius—greenery, earth, building debris, spiritual energy—was drawn toward the phantom’s gaping maw by an invisible force.
The terrifying suction grew stronger, even dimming the crimson light cast by the Blood Moon within its range.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, forming a swirling vortex that poured into the phantom’s mouth, where they were compressed and channeled into the Suction Cup’s maw.
Watching this spectacle, Feng Qi felt a chilling premonition: this mysterious ferocious beast intended to devour the entire world. The overwhelming spiritual pressure felt like the end of days.
The terrifying Devouring Force continued to spread, its reach expanding relentlessly.
Even the Lord of the Mist struggled to maintain flight, his mist-like body tossed about like a leaf in a raging storm, constantly threatened by the surging waves.
Suddenly, a spatial crack appeared high above.
A corner of a majestic city, borne aloft by dark clouds, emerged from the rift.
The golden palace shimmered into view, its exterior adorned with golden stone pillars carved with ferocious beasts that seemed to leap from the stone, radiating an aura of supreme authority that filled the air with oppressive grandeur.
Outside the palace, a silver-white carpet embroidered with golden threads stretched to the entrance. Flanking the carpet were rows of figures clad in ornate battle armor, their stern gazes sweeping down over all beneath the clouds.
Feng Qi faintly heard the sound of bells and drums, celestial music swirling around him, cleansing his spirit.
At the highest point of the cloud-borne palace, a golden figure sat suspended in mid-air, radiating dazzling light in all directions. The golden radiance evoked in Feng Qi an overwhelming urge to kneel and worship.
Such terrifying mental bewitchment sent a chill of dread through Feng Qi’s heart.
This power clearly wasn’t deliberately targeting him, yet even its residual effects threatened to overwhelm his resistance.
At that moment, the Narrator’s voice echoed in Feng Qi’s mind:
Oh, finally encountered a Domain Force that has endured for 1,500 years! These factions have survived the Ten Thousand Clans Hegemony to this day, so their strength shouldn’t be underestimated.
The golden figure from the City Above the Clouds turned its gaze toward the blurry phantom hovering above Suction Cup’s head.
Apart from this, the figure made no other move.
Just as Feng Qi was wondering why this suddenly appearing force had come, the Narrator’s voice sounded again:
If I’m not mistaken, the energy fluctuations from Little Black’s clash with Suction Cup must have attracted a bystander.
“Opened a spatial channel just to watch the show?” Feng Qi thought, astonished by the Narrator’s analysis.
What else? Of course, they’re watching the show while gathering intelligence and even hoping to profit from the chaos.
Before Feng Qi could respond, the suction force suddenly intensified.
He could see the Lord of the Mist struggling to resist.
The terrifying suction even affected the City Above the Clouds, causing the golden figure to dim.
Roar!
A domineering pressure swept across the heavens as the blurry phantom above Suction Cup’s head slowly raised its head to gaze at the golden figure seated in the City Above the Clouds.
As their gazes met, the oppressive aura of the life hierarchy surged forth like a tidal wave.
The golden figure visibly trembled.
Though it was looking down at the indistinct phantom, it felt as if it were the one being looked down upon.
In a moment of mental disorientation, it even saw its own mangled corpse buried in the middle of a corpse mountain, blood flowing down the mountain’s slopes to merge with the boundless blood sea below.
After the brief exchange of gazes, the golden figure above the City Above the Clouds abruptly waved its hand.
The City Above the Clouds, which had been slowly emerging from the spatial rift, swiftly retreated back into the spatial passage. In the blink of an eye, the spatial cracks sealed shut, and the golden light in the sky vanished.
Damn, that was intense! The phantom above Suction Cup’s head scared away the spectators just like that… It’s hard to imagine how terrifying its master must have been when alive—probably a Pillar God-level powerhouse.
Feng Qi, who had witnessed this scene, was equally astonished.
He turned his gaze toward the indistinct phantom above Suction Cup’s head, trying to discern its features.
As he scrutinized it, he momentarily glimpsed a blurry figure standing in the void, surrounded by the remains of countless high-level lifeforms. Its profound eyes seemed to pierce through the barriers of time and space, meeting his own gaze.
The moment a sharp pain pierced his mind, Feng Qi instinctively closed his eyes.
Yet the mysterious, colossal figure remained deeply etched within his consciousness.
A single glance had branded the phantom onto his mind, an indelible mark that could never be erased.
Purple soul markings flowed across his bones, as if countering the invisible mental assault.
When the pain subsided, Feng Qi opened his eyes.
The scene before him left him stunned.
Everything within sight had vanished, even the dark clouds in the sky. Below lay a bottomless, gigantic crater.
Everything had been devoured by the mysterious phantom.
Even Little Black couldn’t escape the phantom’s terrifying suction. He had already been swallowed into Suction Cup’s body.
The Scarlet Rune Crystal pulsed with brilliant light, its cracks completely healed. As the light flowed across its surface, it seemed to be actively digesting the devoured matter.
“Little Black was eaten and digested too?” Feng Qi exclaimed in shock.
It doesn’t seem so… I sense a growing power within Suction Cup’s body, growing stronger by the moment.
As the Narrator spoke, Suction Cup, suspended in mid-air by flowing jade light, contorted in agony.
Suddenly, she slammed her fist into her own abdomen.
One punch, two punches… After a series of blows, Suction Cup’s expression twisted in agony.
Suddenly, she opened her mouth, and countless black particles erupted from her throat, coalescing in mid-air.
Little Black’s form slowly materialized, returning to the solid form he had first assumed when they met, his body wreathed in swirling black mist.
With a wave of his hand, the black mist instantly coiled around Suction Cup.
He lightly tapped Suction Cup with a single finger, and her body recoiled as if struck by a massive force, plummeting into the bottomless crater below.
Seeing the persistent Little Black reappear, Feng Qi couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
In this War Timeline, Mu Qing’s development hadn’t progressed as far as in the normal timeline. She still had a long way to go before reaching her mature, “big sister” form, so Suction Cup hadn’t inherited the full extent of Mu Qing’s peak power.
Yet even so,
The conscious Suction Cup was already incredibly powerful, far surpassing any previous Future Dream Timeline in strength.
But she still lost.
This was the first time Feng Qi had witnessed Little Black, who usually fought with a detached, Buddhist-like demeanor, display powers beyond his “immortality” trait. This battle left Feng Qi with an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.
Just how strong would he need to become to stand a chance against Little Black? It remained an utterly unknowable mystery.
The feeling was akin to someone earning a few thousand yuan a month trying to surpass the wealth of the richest man. Even if the richest man’s wealth stopped growing, the sheer span of time required to close the gap would be suffocating.
If you can’t beat them, join them. Keep gathering information on Little Black. Who knows, maybe he’ll end up on our side someday. Then I’ll control you, you’ll control Little Black, and together we’ll give the Great Tide’s Descent a beatdown.
Hearing the Narrator’s sarcastic remark, Feng Qi couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
Just then, a faint voice drifted from the side:
“Were you serious about having me fight that thing? Or do you have some misunderstanding about my capabilities?”
(End of the Chapter)