Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor novel Chapter 825

The world was in turmoil.

The arrays used to watch the battle allow the viewers to sense things like aura and even law fluctuation. Heavenly Dao's purpose is to enable people to experience the battle and learn from it; this method is a great way to benefit the entire cultivation civilization.

After all, the Heaven Will Battle is a confrontation of the pinnacle geniuses of a generation. And what better way to learn than to watch these geniuses display all their abilities in a life-and-death battle?

As such, after sensing Di Tian and Wang Wei's aura, the world was turbulent. Countless Insurgents who were sleeping or cultivating woke up after learning this news.

However, the world decided to wait before making a judgment, as this truth was unacceptable to them. They hoped, maybe, it was just the aura.

Northern Quadrant:

Designer was unresponsive to Parasyte's words; his mind was lost in an endless void. Parasyte yelled a few times with no response, so he shook him in an attempt to wake him up.

Alas, his attempt was futile.

"La Sic Nan Ma," suddenly chanted Parasyte, and a golden light emanated from his mouth before enveloping Designer. Finally, the artifact refiner's eyes regain their light.

"Buddhism's Mind Purifying Mantra," muttered Designer, who regained his spirit. "Thank you."

"Now is not the time to be distracted. Do you have a plan?"

Designer took a deep breath to calm down, his mind rushing faster than ever.

'We will use the formation to trap them before using the most powerful blow possible,' he said. 'Our only hope is to kill them in one fell swoop.'

'Is that even possible?'

'We might have a chance. But…'

"What is it?'

'I need your Parasite Core.'

Parasyte paused briefly. His name was not just a title but also a part of his identity. He is a unique insect race in the Eternal Ascension World that can parasite on people's bodies and souls.

He can control anyone with his parasites as long as their strength is not too far from him. His parasite bodies are like his clones. As long as one is alive, Parasyte can't die.

The Parasite Core is the essence of Parasyte's ability and survival, the reason he can control trillions of people. Words cannot measure its value to his race.

'Fine,' agreed Parasyte without hesitation. He knew times were running out, and succeeding in this mission was more important. So, he vomited a small black ball that resembled a bee's net.

Designer took the core and used the array to absorb it. Immediately, the core began to emanate a massive amount of energy. And not long after the process started, wailing voices echoed from this core.

Meanwhile, Wang Wei–who did not immediately attack after releasing his aura–watched everything calmly.

'How cruel,' he thought calmly. He could see the thing Designer used contained the blood, energy, and soul of trillions upon trillions of people. The number of people dying from this core rivaled the population of the entire Myriad Emperor World, if not more.

His eyes changed, and he saw the fate and origin of these people. Parasyte has his own territory in the upper dimension, and the size is even greater than the Myriad Emperor World.

And he planted a parasite on every resident of that territory, controlling them through the core. But now, these people were being used as sacrifices for this formation.

'Let's act,' said Wang Wei, and he flicked his finger, using a simple flame-based attack. However, it did not matter how rudimentary or ordinary the attack was; its destructive capabilities reached a terrifying number once powered by his Third Class Strength.

Di Tian followed suit by using a wind-based attack, using the power of the wind to synchronize and augment Wang Wei's flame spell.

Crack!

The sound of breaking echoed in this side of the cosmos as cracks appeared on the formation. Luckily for them, the cracks were small and healed in less than a second.

'Forget trapping them,' said Designer with an ugly expression. 'Let's use the power of the core to augment the spear's capability.'

'Will that work?'

'Their displayed strength seems only 6% Grand Dao Source. With the Parasite Core, the spear could reach 7, and maybe, 8%.'

'What if they run away?' asked Parasyte.

'Yu Zhou can use the Soul Tracking Mark to ensure they can't evade.'

The Soul Race has few numbers, so they are very protective of their people. The Soul Tracking Mark will appear on anyone who dares kill one of their members, allowing them to track them even to the end of the universe.

'But–' argued Yu Zhou.

'We don't have time to waste.'

With each passing second, more cracks appeared on the array. And as soon as the Parasite Core can no longer provide energy, the formation won't last long.