Chapter 799: A Rude Welcome Method

Inside the luxuriously adorned Black Stone Hall, the melodious ancient music had long since stopped, leaving only heavy breathing sounds.

Zhou Huai furrowed his brow into the shape of the character "chuan".

The Void Omniscience and Law of Space within his body operated to the absolute limit, and invisible spiritual ripples swept through the Void Realm within a radius of dozens of kilometers.

Nothing.

There were no Law fluctuations belonging to Mr. Duan, nor any signs of a higher-dimensional space descending.

"Chun, what do you mean?" Zhou Huai withdrew his perception and pressed further, "There is no trace of that old monster in this desert. Are you just being paranoid?"

Not only Zhou Huai, but Anubis, sitting upon the golden throne, also narrowed his pupil-less grey eyes, his withered fingers tightly clutched inside his sleeve robes.

"Hoo… hah…"

Chun was panting heavily, her green hair dampened and plastered against her fair cheeks.

Her face was pale, and her body trembled slightly.

"N—Not here…"

Her expression was unsightly, and her voice was sharp: "Mr. Duan… Mr. Duan has entered the Simon City Ruins! He went to find my true body!"

"What?!"

Zhou Huai's expression changed, and he reacted instantly.

Great Xia!

The primeval forest outside Simon City!

That was where the Origin of the ancient tree demon Chun was rooted, and also where her true body resided!

Zhou Huai's expression sank.

He had calculated that Mr. Duan would go looking for the remaining ruin Dominators, but he never expected this madman to directly lock onto Chun's true body as a target!

You must know that this was the territory of Ancient Egypt, thousands of miles away.

Even though he had now fused and assimilated Victor's top-tier Law of Space and could perform spatial leaps, he still couldn't bring so much combat power across the ocean back to Great Xia.

It's too late!

"Damn it, this old fox, his movements are actually this fast…" Zhou Huai cursed under his breath, clenching his fists.

What made him cautious was that given his current combat power, although his strength had skyrocketed after fusing more than a dozen top-tier Clones and comprehending Ten Thousand Aspects into One and the Domain of the Magic God, making him practically a half-step transcendental…

…he still didn't have absolute certainty if he were to confront Mr. Duan head-on right now.

Chaidamen, Francis, the Blood Ancestor… Every single one of those Peak powerhouses whose Origins were drained served as a testament to Mr. Duan's higher-dimensional devouring Law.

Zhou Huai needed time.

He needed to completely clean up the messy aftermath within Great Xia Country, turn the ruin Origins of Sakura Country and Ancient Egypt to his own use, and even… he needed to open a few more guaranteed SSS-grade professional orbs!

He still needed a little time to develop!

In the center of the grand hall, Anubis stepped down from the throne, walking over the thick carpet, a forced, emotionless smile on his aged and emaciated face.

"What? Has this old friend from the First World encountered some blind trouble?"

Anubis slanted a glance at Chun, his withered palm making a slash in mid-air as grey Styx corrosive poisonous mist twined around his fingertips.

He asked with concern, his tone leaking probing and condescension: "Do you need this deity's help? As long as you speak up, the Undead Legion within my Black Stone City can be lent to you to use. Of course, as for the price… once we finish dealing with that fellow surnamed Duan, we can chat slowly."

This old fox saw Chun's predicament and wanted to take advantage of it.

However, upon hearing Anubis's words, Chun, who had previously been full of terror, suddenly took a deep breath.

As this breath of foul air was exhaled, her trembling body calmed down.

She raised her head, the panic on her face quickly receding as her expression turned placid.

"There is no need, Anubis."

Chun swept a glance at the old man, her sneer somewhat stiff: "I will solve my own trouble myself. As for your Undead Legion, you had better keep it to guard your own door. That fellow Duan… is not someone who can be solved just by having more people."

Finishing her words, she turned her head and glanced at Zhou Huai.

That gaze carried an implicit warning, as well as a resolute determination.

"I must excuse myself for a moment."

Chun's lips moved slightly, and faint spiritual fluctuations transmitted into Zhou Huai's mind: "Zhou Huai, be careful yourself. Anubis is not a harmless fellow."

Without waiting for Zhou Huai to respond, Chun sat cross-legged directly beside the low table.

She closed her eyes, and that miniature Clone condensed from the Wood-type Life Law lost all its Spiritual Qi, turning into an exquisite wooden carving standing stupidly in place.

She had already completely transferred her main consciousness and the vast majority of her Law Origin back to her true body in Great Xia.

Zhou Huai watched Chun, who sat with her eyes closed and had turned like a stone sculpture, and his previously tensed body relaxed.

This woman…

Zhou Huai snorted coldly in his heart.

He didn't worry much.

This fellow Chun had lived for a very long time and was extremely deep in thought.

Since she had repeatedly claimed to be guarding against Mr. Duan's backstabbing when she came out of the mountains, how could her true body possibly be exposed to the other party completely defenseless?

Meanwhile.

Great Xia, outside Simon City.

This was a primeval forest that had completely degenerated into a green Hell.

Countless mutated ancient trees reaching up to a hundred meters tall blocked out the sky and sun, and sunlight could not pierce through those overlapping canopies, making the interior of the entire forest dark and humid.

In the air, a rich fragrance of vegetation permeated, but within this fragrance, fatal toxins and Law coercion were intermingled.

"Rustle… rustle…"

Faint footsteps sounded within the silent forest.

A middle-aged man wearing a black dress suit, a black top hat, and holding a silver cane walked on the muddy ground covered in withered leaves.

His attire was exquisite, his leather shoes were polished to a spotless shine, and not even a speck of mud stained his trouser cuffs.

In this perilous primeval forest where even heavy armored vehicles of the Great Xia military could be easily destroyed, he strolled around as if he were taking a sightseeing tour in his own back garden.

"Roar——!"

A mutated pitcher plant hidden within the bushes suddenly opened its large mouth, its razor-sharp teeth-filled leaves carrying dark green corrosive venom as they bit toward the middle-aged man's neck!

All around, countless mutated vines covered in black barbs burst forth from the surrounding tree trunks, attempting to strangle this audacious outsider into a pool of bloody mud!

However.

The middle-aged man didn't even lift an eyelid.

He made no defensive or dodging movements, still stepping forward steadily.

Just at the moment when those berserk vegetation, vines, and highly toxic sap were about to touch the corner of his clothes——

"Hum…"

An extremely faint, almost silent higher-dimensional rule fluctuation suddenly descended.

There were no flashy skill special effects, nor any earth-shattering explosions.

That open-mouthed pitcher plant stopped moving abruptly ten centimeters away from the middle-aged man.

Following closely, the dark green leaves rapidly withered and blackened at a speed visible to the naked eye, experiencing tens of thousands of years of temporal erosion before completely turning into black flying ash that drifted away with the wind.

The same was true for those spreading mutated vines; the instant they approached his body, all their moisture and vitality were drained, withering and snapping, turning into lifeless rotten wood that scattered all over the ground.

Holding his cane, the middle-aged man brushed aside a withered vine, shook his head, and gave a comment.

"What a truly rude welcome method."