chsdbacks Chapter 292 Reversal
Chapter 292 Reversal
Chapter 292 Reversal
"How is this possible?! Zheng Zha lost just like that?!"
With the help of Zhan Lan's mental detection, the remaining members of the Zhongzhou team saw that Zheng Zha had fallen into the lava, his body covered in wounds.
The clone Zheng Zha clearly hasn't given it his all yet.
Upon seeing this, their faces turned pale.
Even Zhang Jie, the second strongest member of the Zhongzhou team at this moment, found it unbelievable.
Is the Central Continent team going to lose this time?
"Don't jump to conclusions so quickly."
Chu Xuan seemed to have sensed something.
"Zheng Zha doesn't seem to have used the Primordial Creation Technique yet—"
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Is that how it is?
After listening to what the clone Zheng Zha said, Zheng Zha sighed softly, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
He couldn't help but think that if he were in their shoes, he probably—no, he would definitely become this crazed clone before him. They were the same person after all.
Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes.
The clone retrieved a thick, golden ancient book from its storage ring, its fingertips lightly tracing the pages. A hint of confusion and pain flashed in its eyes: "This book can give all reincarnators a chance to be resurrected—but why can't this book resurrect her! Why!"
After saying everything, it was as if he had vented his anger.
"So be it—the other me, dying like this, dying with beautiful memories of her—perhaps that's a kind of happiness too. Farewell—"
The clone suddenly stopped its previous maniacal laughter, a two-handed greatsword appeared in its hand, and it silently looked at Zheng Zha. There was even an indescribable sense of relief in its eyes. Then, before it finished speaking, the black flame greatsword, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through space, slashed towards Zheng Zha's head.
Wherever the sword passed, the air was forcibly cut open, creating a dark fissure, and even the magma below was forced downwards by this immense pressure.
In his view, this sword strike was enough to split Zheng Zha's head in two like cutting tofu, ending everything.
But just as the sword touched Zheng Zha's skin, it suddenly stopped!
"Om one"
Where the blade touched the skin, it only emitted a dull hum. Instead of cleaving through the flesh, it seemed to have struck a barrier harder than a white dwarf, leaving only a shallow white mark that vanished in an instant without a drop of blood.
"Um?"
The look of relief on the replica's face froze instantly, as if it had been frozen in ice.
His eyes widened, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints, his face filled with utter astonishment and bewilderment.
How is that possible? Didn't you defeat your own core?
His full-force attack should have been enough to tear the opponent to shreds, but now he couldn't even break Zheng Zha's skin.
Meanwhile, dozens of kilometers away, at the Demon Team's camp.
Tom and the others surveyed the battlefield through the shared vision of their clones, their faces filled with indifferent disdain and a sense of entitlement. Before the captain's devastating power, the Central Continent Team's captain was nothing more than a feeble ant, his fate already sealed.
But the next second, the expressions on their faces suddenly froze, and their breathing stopped instantly.
"Th-what is that?!" a team member exclaimed in a shrill voice, his body trembling uncontrollably. "The captain's full-force attack—it's...it's blocked?!"
In his field of vision, the giant sword wreathed in black flames, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas and destroying all things, seemed to have crashed into an invisible barrier, stopping right next to Zheng Zha's cheek, unable to advance even an inch further.
This sudden turn of events left all the members of the Demon Team dumbfounded, their indifference instantly replaced by horror.
How is that possible?!
A look of confusion also appeared on the face of the clone Zheng Zha!
Just then, Zheng Zha's eyes gleamed.
The body, which was originally charred black, is now healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The deep wounds that reveal the bone and the marks of being burned by black flames have completely disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The clone Zheng Zha immediately sensed something was wrong.
An unimaginably powerful force was violently erupting from Zheng Zha's heart!
That power was not the internal force or vampire energy he was familiar with, but a purer and more vast energy, like the chaotic power at the beginning of the universe, carrying the supreme intent and power to split the primordial chaos and recreate the universe.
Zheng Zha threw a punch with his right hand.
"null--!!"
A deafening roar shook the universe, and immense power suddenly erupted!
Before the clone Zheng Zha could even react, he felt an irresistible force rushing towards him.
That power was truly like the creation of heaven and earth.
In an instant, the black flame greatsword in his hand, along with his arms, were crushed into dust by this force!
In an instant, space was torn into countless fragments, earth, water, fire and wind surged, and the sky full of black flames was swept away like a tide. A huge pillar of light shot straight into the sky, even penetrating the thick atmosphere and leaving a huge hole in the sky that could be seen from half the earth!
The magma in the deep pit was thrown up by this force, turning into a sky full of fiery red meteorites that splashed in all directions.
In the blink of an eye, everything changed.
It wasn't just the Demons who found this result hard to believe.
The clone Zheng Zha looked at his empty hands, his eyes filled with utter disbelief and rage, and at the same time, a sense of shame surged up from his heart.
The force brushed past him; otherwise, he would have been reduced to ashes.
Given Zheng Zha's mastery of at least the fourth level of subtlety, is it possible for him to deviate from the expected path?
Is it one's own subject—forgive—forgive oneself?
"You deserve to die, you beast! You were acting, trying to fool me?!"
The clone Zheng Zha flapped its bat-like wings and retreated thousands of meters like an arrow. Black flames surged wildly around its body, almost solidifying into a vengeful spirit. Its roar shook the surrounding air, and the magma within a radius of tens of miles below churned violently, creating giant waves tens of meters high.
"You clearly possess such power, yet you've consistently feigned weakness?!" His voice was hoarse and violent, trembling with a cracking quality. "Do you treat my pain, my despair, as a joke?!"
Hearing this, Zheng Zha's eyes were filled with complex emotions, and he simply sighed, "The clone of me didn't mean that. Let's end this. Even if you kill me, your 'she' will never come back."
He then looked at the clone Zheng Zha's hands, which had disappeared: "Besides, you no longer have the ability to kill me."
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But that pitying look made the clone Zheng Zha tremble with anger.
"Who do you think you are? Look at your eyes! You've never experienced my despair, never witnessed someone you cherish being humiliated and murdered! Everything you have is just luck, what gives you the right to point fingers at me?!"
Before he finished speaking, a surge of malevolent flames erupted from the clone Zheng Zha's body, and boundless, raging black flames burned from his mutilated form.
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