Chapter 384 The magic town needs evil gods to participate in the experiment - Socially Anxious Witch in the Apocalypse

"It seems quite successful." Su Miao gazed at the abstract magic town she had crafted, a peculiar expression on her face. Just moments ago, she had integrated the not-yet-fully-comprehended spatial laws into it, without causing an explosion. However, she had added a tad too much of the spatial laws, causing the magic town to change from being movable to fixed in place. Not only that, but the laws embedded within the magic town began to intertwine, much like the human body's tendons and circulatory system, connecting every corner of the town. Standing at the central position, Su Miao sensed the entire magic town and fell into deep thought: "A domain? Has the magic town generated a domain?" She had intended just to conduct an experiment, not realizing she'd directly created a domain. This was an unexpected delight. However, Su Miao quickly recognized a problem. After the magic town generated its domain, its energy needs skyrocketed. In its quest to steal energy, the town's domain rapidly expanded, covering the Sichen platform and directly drawing energy from the inner world. Huh? Can domains do that? Su Miao was increasingly surprised. Recalling previous attempts at creating movable magic barriers and similar situations, she realized she might have incorporated some related magic arrays during the magic town's creation, resulting in this effect. "Let's put some energy stones in first." With a wave of her hand, Su Miao tossed over a hundred thousand energy stones stored in her magical space into the magic town. The magic town devoured these energy stones in an instant. Yet it still wasn't enough. Pondering for a moment, she pointed her alloy staff forward, channeling a vast amount of magic into the town. An unending stream of magic surged into the magic town, and a few minutes later, the entire domain began to stabilize. "My magic is overdrawn..." Caught up in her focus, by the time Su Miao realized, she felt extremely tired. To maintain the state, she recalled all of her magical phantom clones, but it proved insufficient. Now, she needed sleep to restore her magic. This wasn't the first time. She was experienced in this. After a moment's hesitation, Su Miao ventured into the magic town's core, planted a mutated lychee tree at its center, and fused it with the town before setting up a magical barrier. Su Miao placed a bed inside the magical barrier and, as soon as she lay down, fell asleep instantly. However, before dozing off, she released a magical phantom clone. The magical phantom clone Su Miao stood by the bed, looking at her sleeping original form with a bit of exasperation: "Imparting me so little magic, what am I supposed to do with it?" Yawning, she simply took out a magical notebook from the magical space and began jotting down the process of creating the magical town. It wasn't long before she set the pen down, overwhelmed by the numerous questions. Forget it, let the original handle it. As the magical phantom clone Su Miao glanced at the magic town, being a clone with temporary command authority, she continued the research. She preferred researching over recording. "Her aim in constructing this magic town was to create a domain, and now that it's successful, there's one step left unfinished." Her eyes turned to the entrance of the inner world, the Sichen platform: "I need to think of a way to lure a few evil gods or demon lords into the magic town to test the domain's strength." Wait a minute, if evil gods or demon lords truly arrive while the original is asleep, that could be a big problem, right? What a predicament. ... Temporary camp. Xia Xiaoan and Lin Jiujiu were studying. As usual, Myna was dozing off on a branch. Lin Jiujiu, curious about what Myna was doing, was told she was cultivating. Sounded impressive, but incomprehensible to her. "Su Miao has been over there for more than a week now. I wonder when she'll come back," Lin Jiujiu remarked. [Could she have secretly gone to the inner world, leaving us behind because we're a burden?] After speaking, Lin Jiujiu blinked, making eye contact with Xia Xiaoan. Darn, she forgot Xia Xiaoan's mind-reading ability again. Staring at the distant sky, Xia Xiaoan said, "I don't know, it should be fine." If there were a problem, the place Su Miao went to would be marked by the rise of a mushroom cloud. Myna would wake first to whisk them away instantly. Everything seemed calm at the moment. Though, with Lin Jiujiu's mention, Xia Xiaoan really wanted to go take a look. Moreover, Su Miao might indeed use the Sichen platform to enter the inner world, checking things out in advance... Under such circumstances, knowing when Su Miao would return became increasingly uncertain. "Why don't we take a look?" Lin Jiujiu proposed. Xia Xiaoan glanced at Lin Jiujiu, sharing her desire. "You can't go, you mustn't go," Myna, who was now awake, interjected. "The place where Su Miao is conducting her magic experiments is extremely dangerous. Last time, when I got a little too close, I nearly didn't make it back. Luckily, Su Miao realized in time and sent me back." Gasp. Lin Jiujiu and Xia Xiaoan inhaled sharply. Myna, a genuinely powerful emperor-level creature, wasn't to be underestimated. If even she said so, there's only one possibility. Their Su Miao had grown unimaginably strong. "What if we just take a distant look?" Lin Jiujiu suggested. From what Myna said, there was danger in proximity, but a distant glance should be safe. Xia Xiaoan hesitated, but she also wanted to see: "Shall we go have a peek?" Myna thought for a moment and earnestly said, "Su Miao only told me not to get close, not that we couldn't look from afar. Let's go have a look." The two humans and the bird agreed, packed up a bit, and set off immediately. ... In the inner world, at the Demon Purging Ridge, battles raged fiercely on. Feng Yin, the venerable elder of the Daoist Heaven Sect, hovered high above, deflecting a lethal strike from the vampire demon lord Sale Tolisbeia. "Sasilete is utterly useless," remarked the Hell demon king, Charlotte Beifeng. "Sale, are you sure you don't want my help? This human elder is no less powerful than the last one." The vampire demon lord Sale Tolisbeia, wielding a blood-red sword, replied, "I don't need it." In the blink of an eye, the blood-red sword tore through the firmament. There was no negotiation in her eyes, only slaughter. Feng Yin felt resigned, not at all surprised by the expected outcome. Tu Guihai's fate remained unknown, the demon king he had felled was also an enigma, yet Feng Yin understood: faced with two demon lords simultaneously, death was certain. "Such is my destiny," he muttered, standing on a mystical path as he laid down Heaven's Four Sacred Spirits array in the void. "Vermilion Bird, Seven Constellations!" With a surge of true essence, Feng Yin harnessed the world's energy, revealing the Daoist Heaven Sect's secret technique for the first time. Within the formation, seven stars shone brightly, and with a resonant cry, a vermilion bird manifested, soaring high to incinerate the sky, cleansing it of blood and filth while meeting the vampire demon lord Sale's sky-sundering blade. An explosive roar reverberated, shaking the heavens and earth. The vampire demon lord Sale Tolisbeia was forced back a hundred meters, visibly surprised. Feng Yin, however, didn't fare as well. Caught in his own array, he was knocked to the ground, blood seeping from his lips, clearly suffering significant internal injuries. "Human, you're quite strong," acknowledged Sale Tolisbeia, "yet still too weak!" She attacked again, and a massive blood cloud ominously roiled overhead, exerting a terrifying pressure. Within the blood cloud, a great terror seemed to be brewing. One second, two, three—until the blood cloud concentrated into a single point, transforming into a blood-red lightning bolt aimed at Feng Yin. Below, Chu Jiuyuan, Han Bufan, Wang Xuandao, and others were utterly shocked. Some abilities users who strayed too far from the main group burst apart due to the pressure of the demon lord's attack. Such an attack from a demon lord, if directed at them, left no chance of survival. They couldn't fathom how Tu Guihai had struck down such a being earlier. Now, all hopes rested on the venerable elder, Feng Yin! "Black Tortoise, Seven Constellations." Unperturbed, Feng Yin summoned his true essence again, making the Black Tortoise manifest through the Heaven's Four Sacred Spirits array. In a fleeting moment, the battlefield seemed to transform into an endless northern sea, the Black Tortoise rising from its waters in spectacular fashion to endure Sale Tolisbeia's second wave of attack. Boom! The northern sea shattered, its boundless waters dispersed. With a lamenting cry, the Black Tortoise self-destructed to withstand the assault, its violent impact sweeping the battleground. This time, the explosion caused Sale Tolisbeia to groan, fine blood marks appearing on her, yet they healed rapidly, disappearing without a trace. [I have been wounded by a mere mortal.] [Damn it!] Infuriated, Sale Tolisbeia stirred the sky into unrest. Raising her sword once more, she unleashed a terrifying power of sheer annihilation, intent on utterly obliterating this accursed human. The Hell demon king, Charlotte Beifeng, took a step back upon witnessing the scene. Admittedly, this mortal was indeed strong. Even if it had been him, the outcome would probably have been no different. Over there, Feng Yin was blasted into the earth's layers. Coughing up blood, he managed to stand again, though his body wavered as if he might collapse at any moment. He looked skyward where Charlotte Beifeng was brewing another move. At this moment, the world had turned crimson. After this strike, whether he could survive remained uncertain, but he had to persevere. Taking a deep breath, Feng Yin continued to absorb the qi of the heavens and earth, drawing it into his body. He no longer cared about the potential contamination in the inner world. What mattered was blocking the demon lord. "Azure Dragon, Seven Constellations!" he murmured. Within the Heaven's Four Sacred Spirits array, an azure dragon, tinged with some black, shone and charged into the sky. This marked the first time Feng Yin took the offensive since the battle began. He couldn't allow the demon lords any more time to prepare their attack. Sale Tolisbeia, the vampire demon lord, sneered in contempt, her blood-colored sword striking down once more. An explosion rocked the void, obliterating the ridges outside the Demon Purging Ridge, leaving the world in disarray. A terrifying shockwave swept through, blasting Feng Yin back into the earth, shattering what little remained of his bones. "Senior!" "Founder!" "Venerable Elder!" The Daoist practitioners sheltered on the ground clenched their fists at the sight, longing to rush to his aid. But this battlefield was far beyond their ability to intervene. Could a terrestrial immortals possibly be no match for a demon lord? Their hearts sank, able to do little more than shout encouragement for Feng Yin, hoping for a miracle. Sale Tolisbeia endured the explosion's shock. This time, she didn't take a step back, merely wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth. She had sustained injury after injury, the blood's scent driving her to near madness, but it seemed that no matter how close to death Feng Yin seemed, like a candle flickering in the wind, he stood up time and again. Without hesitation, she moved again, sword in hand, to deliver the final blow. Seize the opportunity to end him while he's down. She intended to sever Feng Yin's head, crushing this old human once and for all. The flash of her blood-red sword cleaved Feng Yin's head, and Sale Tolisbeia smirked coldly. Finally killed! But in the next moment, Sale Tolisbeia's expression turned to one of greater rage. The severed head of Feng Yin had somehow become a piece of withered wood. A Daoist secret technique, the art of substitution. "White Tiger, Seven Constellations!" Severely injured, Feng Yin returned to the array. Ignoring his injuries, he desperately burned his life force to ignite the White Tiger. White Tiger, the master of slaughter! It manifested to unleash immense power in close-quarter combat. Roar! From within the Heaven's Four Sacred Spirits array, the White Tiger emerged, its gaze fierce and imposing, overwhelming Sale Tolisbeia with unimaginable pressure. Human! "Die!" Sale Tolisbeia's eyes turned completely scarlet, her blood-red wings unfurling against the sky. As sword and claw clashed, a blink of an explosion ensued. The White Tiger collapsed; the Heaven's Four Sacred Spirits array shattered utterly. The Heaven Sect's venerable elder, drenched in blood, fell like a decaying leaf caught in the wind. Sale Tolisbeia wished to deliver the final blow, but her injuries slowed her movements. "The gate is open!" At that moment, Daoist practitioners below shouted, their faces lighting up with hope. "Retreat!" Chu Jiuyuan, tears in his eyes, glanced at the direction of the venerable elder Feng Yin before ordering the survivors to withdraw. As long as they reached Earth, whether they survived or not, as long as they could relay the message, it would be enough. But would there be enough time? Sale Tolisbeia's focus shifted to the gate. With a reach, she snagged three Daoist practitioners attempting to enter first, pulling them into the sky. Blood-red electric arcs wrapped around them, inflating their bodies with unimaginable agony. "Mere mortals, you think you can protect them?" Sale Tolisbeia mocked coldly. "I will kill them all one by one before your eyes, ensuring regret fills your soul, rendering it more delectable after your death." Boom! With a swift motion, the three captives exploded into a rain of blood. Sale Tolisbeia didn't forget to capture the essence with a goblet, elegantly savoring a sip. On the ground, heavily wounded and on the brink of death, Feng Yin witnessed the demon lord's brutality. He disregarded his body's agony, enduringly standing once more. Yet, it was uncertain if any bone remained unbroken. "Demon lord, your adversary is me." Feng Yin formed a sword finger, touching it to his forehead. A white light flickered, and from his brow flew the soul of Feng Yin—hair white as frost, garb whiter than snow. This ethereal form expanded, standing immeasurably tall like an immortal between heaven and earth. The aura surged! Yet Feng Yin's physical body turned to ash in an instant. "Thought Transforms Heaven!" Gazing upon Sale Tolisbeia and Charlotte Beifeng, Feng Yin reached his peak state. In one full-force strike, he knew he could at least match Tu Guihai's achievements, either felling a demon lord or gravely injuring one. However, the consequence would be certain death for the Daoist practitioners below him. That was an outcome Feng Yin couldn't accept. Thus, Feng Yin did not launch an attack; instead, he enveloped the remaining humans within protection. Sale Tolisbeia paused for an instant, laughed heartily as she comprehended. "With such power, you could have ascended further. To surrender your life for a swarm of ants is sheer folly." "A pity indeed," Charlotte Beifeng nodded in agreement. (End of the chapter)