Chapter 1421: Pu Guizong in a Desperate Situation

Outside the South Sea Domain.

Towering giant waves crashed against the dense wall of characters, emitting a deafening roar. Shattered brushstrokes scattered across the sky like ink rain, only to freeze into ice before they could even hit the ground.

An aged figure streaked across the sky like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the devastated tortoise shell!

Thud—!!

Fragments flew. Pu Guizong spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.

"Is this... the power of a World-Ender?"

Pu Guizong looked at his hands, already corroded by eerie talismans, and gave a miserable laugh. "If I were thirty years younger, perhaps I could have sparred with it a bit longer... Unfortunately..."

An eerie deep-sea shadow slowly outlined itself from the mist and frost covering the land. A terrifying World-Ending aura swept out, and lantern-like eyes as large as the sun stared fixedly at Pu Guizong on the tortoise shell...

Although Pu Guizong was an ancestor of the Pu family, this was his first time fighting a World-Ender. Only now did he truly realize how much stronger a World-Ender of the same level was compared to a human demigod.

In that Great Cataclysm era hundreds of years ago, were the Nine Human Lords really resisting monsters like this??

Pu Guizong’s gaze passed through the broken tortoise shell, looking into the South Sea Domain.

The South Sea Domain was now completely fallen, filled everywhere with the rampaging Calamities of the Forbidden Sea. Only a very small number of Pu family members and high-level combatants were still struggling to hold on...

Pu Guizong knew that the South Sea Domain was finished.

The best outcome now would be for these high-level combatants to catch the last domain train in time, break through the encirclement, leave the South Sea Domain, and preserve more combat power for humanity.

But given the number of Calamities currently in the South Sea Domain, that possibility was extremely slim.

How many Eighth-Rank Calamities did the Forbidden Sea have?

Ten? Fifteen?

Twenty??

Pu Guizong couldn't count them anymore. He only knew that perhaps all the Eighth-Rank combatants in the human domains combined didn't equal the number in the Forbidden Sea... And regardless of the fate of those high-level combatants, he, Pu Guizong, would not escape the South Sea Domain today.

He was already too old. Without the support of the "literary energy" from the Ancient Collection of Calligraphy, he couldn't maintain his basic vital signs, and now that the Calamity of Taboo was eyeing him, there was no way it would let him live.

"Is there any point in you going to such lengths to attack the human domains?"

Pu Guizong looked at the slowly approaching Calamity of Taboo and spoke in a deep voice. "The Red Star is about to return. I know you want to escape the Gray Realm... But if you kill me, this domain will also be gradually swallowed by the Gray Realm. How long can you survive in misery?"

Under Pu Guizong’s questioning, the Calamity of Taboo showed no intention of responding. Or rather, even if it wanted to, it couldn't speak human language at all. It just stared at Pu Guizong, who was nearing his limit, with those lantern-like eyes, its massive body moving closer bit by bit...

A searing, burning sensation struck his hands. Pu Guizong looked down and saw that the eerie talismans covering his hands were spreading along his skin.

Pu Guizong could feel that he was gradually losing control over his hands. The talisman-covered palms were even beginning to squirm eerily. Each palm was splitting from the center, growing new black fingers, palm prints, and even nails, splitting from two hands into "four hands" like an octopus!

Pu Guizong’s expression was incredibly ugly. Without a moment’s hesitation, he immediately spoke:

"Viper’s First Sting Hand, a brave man cuts off his wrist!"

Swish—!!

Two ink shadows streaked through the void, and Pu Guizong’s "four hands" were severed at the roots. Just as scarlet blood was about to spray out, two large characters locked the wound:

[Stop Bleeding].

Although Pu Guizong could use "characters" to create rules, the four palms he had severed were clearly already beyond his control.

He saw the four pieces of flesh that had peeled off his body fissioning at an astonishing speed—four became eight, eight became sixteen... Their numbers grew, and their size shrank. But what happened next truly horrified Pu Guizong!

He saw sixteen small hands covered in talismans pointing at him simultaneously, and sixteen small "Break" characters emerged from the void!

Bang, bang, bang—!!

Sixteen attacks piercing the void erupted simultaneously. Even though Pu Guizong reacted quickly and dodged most of them, he was still hit twice, and his thigh and shoulder were instantly drenched in blood...

These pieces of flesh that had fissioned from his body could actually use his own power?!

Before Pu Guizong could recover, another, even greater piece of bad news appeared before his eyes.

He saw that the parts of his body pierced by those two attacks were beginning to show the outlines of new talismans...

"What kind of disgusting ability is this?!" Pu Guizong felt his scalp tingle.

He could cut off his hands, and he could cut off his thigh and shoulder... But next time, what if the Calamity of Taboo attacked his head or chest?

In front of the Calamity of Taboo, all physical matter it touched seemed to be infected with a talisman virus, beginning to fission and degenerate like an eerie organism. Even a Ninth-Rank demigod could not escape.

Boom—!!

Just as Pu Guizong was trying to resist the talisman corrosion, a Thought Storm exploded from the void, and Pu Guizong’s mind went blank for an instant!

In that brief gap, the Calamity of Taboo’s thick, black organs, which looked like whiskers or tentacles, bound Pu Guizong’s body tightly. Compared to the massive World-Ender, Pu Guizong was like an ant held in a giant’s hand, unable to struggle free at all.

One Calamity of Taboo had already pushed Pu Guizong to the brink of despair, and the sudden intervention of Si Zai, who had been hiding in the shadows, had sealed the outcome without any suspense...

Under the joint siege of the two World-Ending Calamities, an unprecedented despair surged in Pu Guizong’s heart.

He struggled to separate a strand of clear thought from Si Zai’s control, looked down at his body, which was already nearly covered in talismans, and laughed miserably:

"I, Pu Guizong, have finally reached the day where I can hold off two World-Ending Calamities single-handedly... It was worth it."

A chaotic and massive Thought Storm descended before Pu Guizong, who was bound tightly. At this distance, Pu Guizong could clearly see those hollow eyes staring at him from the end of his thoughts...

It was examining him.

As if examining a rare experimental subject.

For some reason, feeling Si Zai’s gaze, a bad premonition arose in Pu Guizong’s heart, which had long since been prepared for death...

"Sacrificing my life for the country’s disaster, viewing death as returning home... Si Zai, defeating humanity won't be that easy!"

A look of determination flashed in Pu Guizong’s aged eyes. The next second, his body visibly expanded. The "literary energy" that had been stored in his body was ignited in an instant, like a fuse, about to detonate the entire foundation of a Ninth-Rank demigod!!