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Chapter 847: The Three-Headed Colossal Monster
Crunch! Crunch!
The eerie sound of bones being gnawed echoed in Ling Feng's ears, so close it seemed right beside him.
"What kind of monster is that?"
Ling Feng's expression darkened. For the first time in his life, he felt true terror—so overwhelming that the sheer pressure pinned him in place, unable to move a muscle.
And this was while he stood tens of thousands of zhang away from the crimson dome! Worse, the monster was still sealed within that barrier, yet its aura alone was this terrifying.
Is this the power of the Ancestral Realm?
Gritting his teeth, Ling Feng's pupils suddenly contracted.
The crimson dome warped!
A colossal creature that had been lying prone began to stir, raising a monstrous, red-furred arm before slamming it against the luminous crimson barrier.
Boom!
The dome bulged like an inflated balloon. Then—
A thousand-zhang-long arm shot upward, towering before Ling Feng like a mountain.
A thousand zhang!
Its palm spanned a hundred zhang wide, each finger measured fifty zhang long!
Crimson fur, thick as blood-soaked ropes, covered the limb, while its blackish-green nails gleamed like ten-zhang-long sickles!
Ling Feng's breath hitched. His heart felt like it had been hammered.
How can something this massive exist?
Whoosh!
The scarlet arm moved like crimson lightning!
The world seemed to blink out for an instant before—
Slam!
The giant hand smashed into the ground. The entire dimension quaked. Ling Feng was hurled backward by the shockwave, flung a thousand zhang away!
Only his soul-form's weightlessness saved him from being blasted into oblivion.
Snap!
The arm retracted like a whip. When Ling Feng finally steadied himself, what he saw nearly stopped his heart.
A gaping maw, over a hundred zhang wide, bristled with blood-colored fangs. Each razor-sharp tooth stretched seventy to eighty zhang on its own. And that colossal head...
Ling Feng stared with all his might, but he still couldn't make out its full form.
It was massive!
Too massive!
Even craning his neck to the limit, he couldn't see the whole head. Just catching sight of the two enormous eyes from afar was enough to chill him to the bone.
"Damn it!"
Fists clenched, Ling Feng realized—this might truly be the end!
"ROAR!"
The monster bellowed again, this time rising to its full height.
Swoosh!
A crimson shadow, a hundred zhang in diameter, slowly stood from the earth!
Three heads, six arms!
Each head was a nightmare of fangs and fury, their roars threatening to split the heavens. Six eyes burned with savage wrath—like primordial beasts rudely awakened.
Yet the crimson dome stretched impossibly, containing the titan without rupturing.
The monster pounded its chest, raging against its prison. Each earth-shaking blow sent tremors through the world.
Had Ling Feng been in his physical form, his robes would've been drenched in cold sweat.
"Terrifying..."
Collapsing to his knees, Ling Feng realized: If this thing escapes, not just the Tianbai Empire—the entire Xuanling Continent would be annihilated.
No wonder four divine beasts and Three Thousand Great Daos Inscription were needed to seal it.
Just as this thought crossed his mind—
Snap.
All three heads turned. Six eyes locked onto him.
"ROAR!"
The Three-Headed Giant Monster had discovered something intriguing in its barren prison.
A human!
After millennia of isolation, it finally saw prey.
"What—?"
Ling Feng's mind blanked. An unfathomable force immobilized him completely. The monster's hand descended, intent on crushing him like an insect.
Its aura—ancient as creation itself—crushed his spirit. Even at his peak, even using Chaotic Rebirth, he wouldn't survive a finger's flick from this abomination.
Death's shadow loomed.
Then—
CRACKLE!
A colossal rune, spanning the sky, slammed down onto the monster's back.
ZZZT!
Arcs of lightning crackled across the monster's body, making its crimson fur stand on end as it shrieked in pain, thrashing violently.
Another rune—a thousand li long—descended, reinforcing the luminous crimson barrier.
Despite its earth-shaking struggles, the monster was slowly pressed flat. Its roars faded to whimpers as the runes melted into the void, leaving only eerie silence.
Ling Feng stood motionless, rooted to the spot as the bittersweet taste of survival flooded his senses.
Today, he witnessed true power
The kind that could shatter heavens. The kind he needed to master.
No, to surpass.
Clenching his fists, he suddenly noticed a shadow blotting the sky.
Something, or rather someone with massive wings descended before him.
Ling Feng summoned his Slaughterous Sword instantly, only to freeze at a melodious voice:
"Oh? A human? How did you get here?"
A woman's voice?
Before he could process it, the figure folded her ink-black wings, revealing—
A breathtaking beauty with violet crystal eyes.
She was slender and tall, her jet-black hair falling in playful disarray. A woven crown of deep crimson petals rested atop her head. Her figure was stunning, almost otherworldly, radiating a strange allure.
Yet Ling Feng didn't lower his guard. Sword raised, he stared warily at the strange woman and demanded:
"Who are you?"
