Chapter 1641: The Method to Kill the Turbid Calamity

Lightning diffused among the black, mountain-like clouds.

A charred, broken root fell powerlessly from the base of the clouds. The shattered flesh and blood, like withered flowers drifting in the wind, stained the world of endless clouds with a bloody hue...

After being skinned by the Red Dust Lord and the other two, the Turbid Calamity was already extremely weak. Now, having fallen into the Cangyun Lord’s trap and being ravaged repeatedly, its aura was like a tiny, flickering flame—as if a gentle gust of wind would extinguish it completely.

At the same time, a shirtless figure flew out from beneath the thick clouds like a meteor!

As the Cangyun Lord’s palm gradually tightened around the Turbid Calamity’s remains, the temperature of the atmosphere in the surrounding area plummeted sharply. Within a breath, a massive amount of ice crystals condensed, and the temperature continued to drop crazily, approaching absolute zero.

The Turbid Calamity’s limbs, which had been slowly expanding, froze as molecular motion gradually ceased, and even its last trace of aura vanished without a trace.

"Still playing dead?"

The Cangyun Lord let out a cold snort.

The Cangyun Lord didn't seem to believe the Turbid Calamity had died just like that. He exerted force with his already clenched palm, and the atmosphere inside the Turbid Calamity was briefly heated to the level of a star’s core. The frozen remains of the Turbid Calamity exploded directly from within, and a super-sun that seemed to burn everything erupted directly in the void!

Between this cold and heat, the molecules in the atmosphere were completely disordered, and the remains of the Turbid Calamity were thoroughly annihilated. Yet, amidst that scorching high temperature, drops of something resembling blood were still able to maintain their activity, drizzling downward...

If one looked closely, they would discover that these were not pure blood, but liquid red seeds.

These red seeds scattered across the sky like a fine drizzle, about to fall evenly onto the earth... They looked so small and harmless that, if one didn't look carefully, one would truly mistake them for the residue left behind after the Turbid Calamity’s death.

But the Cangyun Lord knew very well that even at this stage, the Turbid Calamity was not dead.

"Stop pretending... the Red Dust Lord has already told me about your characteristics." The Cangyun Lord looked at those fragmented, harmless seeds and gently raised his hand. A whirlwind wrapped around every single one of them, and then, transformed into a ball of wind, they slowly drifted toward him.

"This level of damage, if it were any other World-Ender, would probably be fatal... but you are different."

"No matter how heavy the injury, you can continuously divide, letting your seeds become smaller and smaller with each destruction, perhaps even shrinking to the nanometer level. And once the seeds fall to the earth, it won't be long before you recover your body and make a comeback."

"Like that Calamity of Thought, physical damage simply cannot erase you completely, unless..."

The Cangyun Lord’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The ball of wind in his hand compressed continuously. Those liquid-like seeds were forcibly squeezed together, merging with one another, until they finally transformed into a blood-colored tumor the size of a ping-pong ball, struggling and writhing frantically within the wind.

Eerily, there were even indentations of eyes and a mouth on the surface of this tumor; at a glance, it looked exactly like a miniature Buddha head.

The Cangyun Lord looked coldly at this Buddha head, his voice as cold as frost:

"You want to find someone to parasitize, don't you?"

"I’ll give you that chance..."

The Cangyun Lord pointed to his own chest.

"Come."

"Parasitize me."

The tumor-like Buddha head seemed stunned; it paused briefly, then struggled even more frantically!

It had indeed come to parasitize Chu Changqing, to use the surging life force within him to nourish itself and then break through his body to be reborn... But now that the Cangyun Lord was actively inviting it to parasitize him, it certainly wasn't out of kindness to help it recover its strength...

The Cangyun Lord’s body was far less rich in life force than Chu Changqing’s. With the Turbid Calamity’s current level of weakness, even if it did parasitize him, it would be difficult to recover quickly.

He wanted to connect his life with the Turbid Calamity’s!

The Turbid Calamity’s seeds could divide infinitely under physical attack, but once they parasitized a living being, they could not divide in the short term. And when the host died, the Turbid Calamity, having lost its supply of life force, would wither away completely...

This was the most reliable way to kill the Turbid Calamity.

The Cangyun Lord didn't care how the Turbid Calamity resisted. He grabbed the ball of wind with one hand, and with the other, he lightly sliced open his own chest, parting the skin to reveal the white bone beneath and his rapidly beating heart.

Then, he precisely controlled the ball of wind, forcing those "seeds" into his heart bit by bit!

The tumor-like Buddha head struggled frantically, as if screaming "Madman!" It had never imagined that someone would actively force it to parasitize them. How could such a person exist among the Nine Lords?

Is he not afraid of death himself??

However, it was now so weak that it couldn't escape the Cangyun Lord’s control no matter what. It could only be forced to seep into his heart bit by bit, and blood-red veins began to bulge one after another near the Cangyun Lord’s chest...

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the Cangyun Lord’s forehead; he seemed to be in extreme pain, but he gritted his teeth and completed the parasitization.

Once the tumor-like Buddha head had completely disappeared, he wiped his palm across the wound on his chest. An extreme and precise absolute zero instantly froze the wound perfectly, and not a single drop of blood seeped out anymore... Only the gnarled, root-like veins covered almost his entire chest.

The Cangyun Lord took a deep breath...

And then slowly exhaled.

He waved his hand gently, and the sweat flowing on his body turned directly into fine ice crystals, drifting off the surface of his skin.

The endless clouds around him rapidly converged, and the entire space began to collapse toward him, as if the battle just now hadn't taken place in a specific location in reality... but within his own body.

When the last wisp of cloud dissipated, in the deathly silent underground ward, the Cangyun Lord slowly opened his eyes.

"Someone..."

"Pass on my order."

……

Boom—

Dull thunder echoed among the clouds.

A hunched figure stared blankly at the corpse wrapped in a bamboo mat at the doorway, remaining there like a statue.

"What... did you say?"

"...I am very sorry, Aunt Zhao." Tu Tian stood in the rain, silent for a long time, before speaking. "Your son was very brave... Thanks to him reporting the traces of the calamity to us the moment he discovered them, we were able to respond in advance... Otherwise, the Cangyun Domain would likely have suffered heavy casualties again."

"Your son... is a hero."

The mother stared blankly at the cold corpse in front of her, as if she hadn't yet reacted. She tremblingly lifted the bamboo mat wrapped around the body, and a pale, familiar face came into her view.

Her body began to tremble violently!!

"Brother!!"

Little Sheng, standing to the side, screamed in terror and was also frozen in place.