The instant Mobius's aura erupted, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze for a heartbeat.
Those Abundance abominations whose minds had been eroded away by Shuhu's power suddenly fell silent, as though some invisible force had seized them by the throat.
Their bodies stiffened in the void, and for the first time, something other than madness surfaced in their crimson eyes.
Fear.
It was an instinctive terror etched into their blood—one that could not be erased even across countless Amber Eras.
Dragon.
According to legend, for a time after the migration of the Five Dragons came to an end, the five Vidyadhara High Elders had each slaughtered vast numbers of Abundance creatures.
And the aura radiating from Mobius at this moment not only perfectly inherited the power of those five High Elders—
it also carried a force utterly alien to the Abominations of Abundance.
A legacy that had never before appeared in this world.
The Li-Dragon's inheritance.
Shuhu's pupils narrowed to pinpoints.
Slowly, he turned around, his gaze locking onto that tiny figure.
Truthfully, before coming here to ambush her, he had already learned some information about her from Kallen.
According to Kallen, although the Luofu was currently packed with Emanator-level combatants, the strongest among them was a dragon sovereign barely three years old.
At first, Shuhu hadn't taken that intelligence seriously.
He didn't think Kallen would lie to him about something like that, which left only one possible explanation:
the other Emanators were all so weak they couldn't even beat a three-year-old dragon sovereign.
And yet now, after actually witnessing Mobius's power for himself, he was stunned.
No.
You were genuinely this absurdly overpowered?
Six dragons.
Six colors.
Six entirely different presences.
They emerged from the void one after another, their immense bodies coiling through the air as they encircled Mobius at the center.
Their heads were bowed. Their eyes half-lidded.
This was not a matter of overlooking her, nor watching her.
It was worship.
Shuhu swallowed.
He could feel it clearly—every one of those six dragons made his heart tighten.
In fact, by his own senses, any single one of the six possessed strength no less than Dan Feng, the Vidyadhara High Elder of the Luofu who had once fought him to a standstill.
Shuhu's mind raced.
Dan Feng, the Luofu's High Elder.
A powerful enemy who had clashed with him many times in the past.
Part of the reason for his defeat back then had been Dan Feng.
And now—
there were six beings like that.
At this point, there was no choice. Since he was already here, all he could do was grit his teeth and press forward.
Shuhu struck first.
He spread all five fingers and thrust his palm toward Mobius.
In an instant, countless rotting timbers burst into existence from the void.
They were gray-brown, their surfaces covered in the patterns of decay. Every one of them was as thick as the trunk of some ancient tree.
They poured out of裂缝 in space in a frenzy, dense enough to blot out the sky, like gigantic withered hands reaching for her.
Mobius did not move.
She didn't even spare those rotten timbers a glance.
One of the dragons behind her opened its eyes.
Its head lifted.
Its golden, slit-shaped pupils flared with savage violence.
Then scarlet fire erupted from its throat.
The instant the flames collided with the rotting timber, those gray-brown trunks crumbled like scraps of paper thrown into a furnace. They didn't even have time to resist before they were reduced to ash in the red blaze.
And when the fire dragon finished, it simply drew back its head again and lowered it lazily, as though it had done nothing worth mentioning.
It even yawned.
Shuhu suddenly didn't feel much like talking anymore.
By now, the other generals on the battlefield had also noticed what was happening.
To be honest, it wasn't just Shuhu who had been shocked.
Even they were stunned by Mobius's display.
Aside from that one moment in the Exalting Sanctum when she had clearly held back, this was the first time they had truly felt the extent of her strength.
They had already expected that Mobius would be stronger than they were.
What they hadn't expected—
was the difference to be this vast.
For one moment, Jing Yuan suddenly found himself understanding exactly why Mobius had reacted so negatively to his attempts to "protect" her.
Right.
At her level, there really wasn't much left for them to protect.
Even so, looking at the six dragons soaring through the void, the Arbiter-Generals were thinking about more than just that.
Naturally, each of them had seen their own High Elder take action before.
And now, each of them could clearly identify which dragon among the six corresponded to the High Elder of their own ship.
Azure dragon.
Yinglong.
Flood dragon.
Earth dragon.
Horned dragon…
And then—
that final dragon.
The one none of them had ever seen before.
The one that had never appeared anywhere in the recorded history of the Xianzhou Alliance.
The white dragon.
That was the Yuanqiao Xianzhou's Li-Dragon—Mobius, the High Elder of Glazed Jade?
All four Arbiter-Generals' eyes sharpened as they stared fixedly at that Li-Dragon.
The history of Yuanqiao had already vanished completely into the past, and with it, the Vidyadhara's six bloodlines had been reduced to the present five.
Which meant that even these Arbiter-Generals were seeing the true form of the Li-Dragon for the first time.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, the scarlet dragon's flames had not yet fully faded before Shuhu had already made up his mind.
Retreat.
He had to retreat.
He had already felt uneasy fighting four Emanators of the Hunt.
Now, with a dragon sovereign this grotesquely overpowered on top of them, what was he supposed to do—stay here because he thought his life was too long?
After the disaster he had suffered a thousand years ago, Shuhu was no longer the kind of idiot who would throw his life away just to save face.
Revenge?
Please.
Don't make Brother Shuhu laugh.
What exactly was he supposed to fight with right now?
He still intended to take revenge someday.
But for the moment, staying alive was clearly the more important priority.
And yet just as his body began to shift backward, an icily cold sensation exploded from deep inside him.
It didn't come from outside.
It wasn't a sneak attack from behind.
It came from every inch of his flesh, every vein, every thread of his soul—
from the Nihility seed Kallen had planted inside him.
Shuhu froze.
One foot still hung in midair, his body leaned slightly back, trapped in the middle of the motion of retreat.
But his pupils shrank to their limit, and the expression on his eerie face solidified instantly.
"This… this is…"
The words scraped out of his throat, so hoarse they were barely audible.
He could feel that Nihility spreading frantically through his body, like a thorned vine rooted in the depths of his soul, now stretching every thorn, every tendril.
And in that instant, Shuhu remembered Kallen's arrangements for him back in the Shackling Prison.
I just need a disposable shield out front to draw fire.
Useful people get squeezed for their full value.
Why would I lie to you?
Shuhu's pupils widened abruptly.
That woman wasn't allowing him to run.
Of course.
No matter how much he disguised himself, no matter how hard he worked to flatter her, they had never truly been on the same side.
At best, he was only a chess piece to her.
A piece to be discarded the moment it had served its purpose.
You lied to me! You said I only had to stall them! You said you weren't sending me to die!
Shuhu roared inwardly at the Nihility in his body.
According to that woman, if he spoke toward that fragment of Nihility, she would hear him.
Shuhu had thought that sounded ridiculous.
But things had already reached this point. He had no choice except to try it.
And sure enough, Kallen answered him in the very next moment.
"Trying to run?"
Just two words.
Light. Casual.
And yet Shuhu felt his soul tremble.
His body remained locked in place, still frozen in that half-turned pose of retreat, but inside his head everything exploded.
Wait a second.
She can actually hear me?!
And what was with that tone?
So what if he was trying to run? The other side had one monstrously overpowered dragon sovereign and four Hunt Emanators. If he didn't run, was he supposed to stay here and wait to die?
Of course, he only dared think that in his own head.
On the surface, his expression had already switched from terror to flattery at breakneck speed, as though he had rehearsed this a hundred times.
"Boss, you've got it all wrong!"
His voice rang out inside his own consciousness, dripping with humble sincerity.
"I'm not trying to run, I'm just… just a little rattled."
"Look, that dragon sovereign is way too ridiculous. Those six dragons? Any one of them could fight the old me on equal footing."
"I'm just worried I'll embarrass you, boss…"
His tone grew lower and more obsequious.
"But boss, I know you definitely wouldn't send me out just to die."
"You said useful people get squeezed for their maximum value. So obviously I'm useful to you, right?"
"So… boss, could you maybe come help me out a little? If the two of us join forces, we can crush them easily!"
Silence.
Brief silence—
so brief, and yet so heavy that it nearly stopped Shuhu's heart.
Then Kallen laughed.
"Shuhu, do you know why I chose you?"
Shuhu froze for a second. His mind spun frantically, but before he could think of an answer, Kallen continued.
"Because you're a coward."
"And only a coward will explode with a desperate instinct to survive when cornered."
Shuhu: "...?"
How was she still insulting him in the middle of this?
His mouth twitched, but he didn't refute it.
He didn't dare.
Because inside him, that Nihility seed was already stirring.
He could feel that Kallen was undoing some kind of seal.
The Nihility he had feared like a flood of doom was now slowly seeping out from the seed—not to erode his life away, but to…
merge with him.
Shuhu's pupils contracted violently.
He could feel his body changing.
"Boss, what are you—"
"A gift," Kallen answered flatly.
"You think you can't beat them? Then I'll give you the power to beat them."
"The Path of Nihility may be completely different from Abundance, but that doesn't mean the two cannot coexist."
"Of course…"
"This process may hurt a little."
The instant those words fell, Shuhu learned what she meant by a little.
Pain erupted from the depths of his soul.
Two utterly opposed forces collided, intertwined, and tore at each other inside his body. Every inch of flesh was subjected to agony beyond imagination.
Shuhu's body convulsed violently in the void, and the expression on his eerie face twisted beyond recognition.
But at the same time—
his aura began to rise.
And it rose so fast it was visible to the naked eye.
At that same moment, outside the main clash, all four Arbiter-Generals' expressions changed.
Jing Yuan's pupils tightened, but he did not attack.
Because he could tell at once—whatever was happening to Shuhu was far too strange.
"That aura…" Feixiao's voice came from one side, carrying grave caution.
"It isn't just Abundance."
Yaoguang's brows drew tightly together. She lifted a hand and traced arcane patterns through the void, as though calculating something.
And then her face changed.
"It's Nihility."
Her voice wasn't loud, but everyone on the battlefield heard it clearly.
"Shuhu is carrying the power of Nihility."
Jing Yuan's eyes sharpened.
He thought of someone.
No—
more precisely, the person they had been on guard against all along.
The Witch of Nihility.
"So that's it…" Jing Yuan's voice sank.
"So it really was that witch who released Shuhu."
His gaze swept the void, searching for something unseen.
"If that's the case, then there's a very real chance the witch is somewhere nearby."
The moment those words fell, all four Arbiter-Generals tightened their guard to the utmost.
"Everyone, stay alert. The Witch of Nihility may be nearby."
"Do not give her any opening."
Of course, with Kallen's current methods of concealment, they had no chance of finding her.
Still, Jing Yuan's guess was correct.
She really was nearby.
And in the void, Shuhu's transformation finally reached its end.
The soul-rending agony receded, replaced by a sense of fullness unlike anything he had ever known.
He lowered his head and looked at his own hands.
He could tell immediately that he was far stronger than before.
Not just a little stronger.
More than twice as strong.
The corner of Shuhu's mouth rose again, and a smile returned to that eerie face.
This time, there was no groveling in it.
No flattery.
Only pure, near-hysterical exhilaration.
Then he raised a hand and once more brought up the small cross.
"Judas's Oath… Divine Grace Barrier…"
His voice exploded through the void, louder and firmer than before.
"Maximum output!"
And the moment those words fell, the light from the tiny cross erupted.
A pillar of gold shot upward from its tip like a divine sword thrust up from the void, blinding the entire battlefield.
That golden pillar exploded high above, transforming into countless chains of light that rained downward and covered a starfield spanning thousands of li.
This time, Shuhu was truly fighting for his life.
Earlier, when he had used Judas against Jing Yuan and the others, he had kept the output carefully controlled.
The power of Judas hadn't been fully unleashed, but in return, he himself had not been heavily suppressed.
Now, with the fake Judas fully opened—
even his own Path was being ruthlessly crushed.
Still, it didn't matter anymore.
After all, as an Emanator of Abundance, his true form was a tree of Abundance itself. He had absolute confidence in the toughness of his flesh.
As long as that brat lost the support of her Path, he was sure he could smash her skull in with one punch.
At that, Jing Yuan's pupils contracted sharply.
He could feel at once that the pressure suppressing them was several times stronger than before.
The Hunt inside him was being throttled by an invisible hand. Every attempt to move his power became heavy and sluggish, as though each fragment of strength now cost ten times more to call upon.
Even Mobius finally frowned a little.
She could feel the golden radiance trying to invade her body, suppress her Path, and weaken her strength.
No kidding.
This fake Judas she had thrown together on a whim seemed surprisingly useful.
It could actually crowd-control even her a little.
But only a little.
Maybe this counterfeit could work on people like Jing Yuan.
But trying to suppress her with it?
It still wasn't enough.
Mobius raised her hand and lightly tapped the void with one finger.
The power of Permanence surged out of her.
In that instant, every other source of light in the void dimmed.
That golden barrier—
the massive Divine Grace Barrier spanning thousands of li—
looked like a sandcastle thrown into a flood.
A single crack began from Mobius's fingertip and spread across the golden dome.
Then one crack became many.
More and more, until the entire barrier was webbed through with fractures.
And then—
the Divine Grace Barrier shattered.
Shuhu's expression froze.
The tiny cross was still in his hand, but every trace of light had died from it. It was no more than an empty object now.
And before Shuhu could even react—
a dragon spear thrust out from the void and pierced through his chest.
It had not been thrown by any of the six dragons behind Mobius.
It had been thrown by Mobius herself.
The spearhead entered through his chest and burst from his back, sending a spray of emerald blood scattering into the void.
Shuhu lowered his head and stared at the spear protruding through his body.
Then he laughed.
"Hahaha… good. Good!"
"If you won't let me live…"
"Then we die together!"
His voice shot upward into near-hysterical frenzy.
The moment he spoke, his body began to rot.
His skin cracked, peeled away, and crumbled to ash.
His muscles dissolved, liquefied, and ran like putrid sludge.
And then—
the true body of the Thousand-Faced Tree finally appeared.
Its trunk was vast enough to prop up the sky itself, and its bark was covered in countless faces.
Those faces writhed. Twisted. Howled silently.
Each face was different.
Men. Women. Old people. Children. Xianzhou natives. Borisin. Wingweavers. Centaurs…
They were the countless lives he had devoured.
The countless bodies he had assimilated.
The countless souls he had enslaved.
And most terrifying of all was his aura.
At this very moment, Shuhu was stronger than he had been a thousand years ago by far more than a mere factor of two.
The Ambrosial Arbor's power flowed through him.
That sacred object desired by all followers of Abundance—
he had obtained it.
Though it was only a temporary loan through Cecilia's power, it was enough.
This was the force he had once fought with everything he had and still failed even to touch.
Now it surged through him like a dragon released from all its chains.
And beyond the Arbor, there was something else.
Nihility.
A force completely opposed to Abundance, and yet somehow balanced inside him in an eerie equilibrium.
Abundance granted him life.
Nihility granted him destruction.
The two intertwined inside him, forming a perfect closed cycle.
His aura continued to climb.
To swell.
To break through one limit after another.
Mobius did not retreat.
She simply stood there in the void, without a flicker of change in her expression.
"What an ugly tree…" she said at last.
One of the branches on Shuhu's body trembled sharply.
"You're… not afraid?"
Mobius tilted her head.
"Afraid of what?"
Shuhu fell silent.
It felt like she was looking down on him.
And to be fair, he had guessed right.
Mobius really wasn't taking him seriously at all.
From her perspective, things were still moving exactly toward the outcome she had already planned for.
And in the next instant, Shuhu launched the first strike.
Countless branches came surging from every direction, dense enough to blot out the sky, like arms reaching up from the deepest layers of hell to seize Mobius.
Every single branch was covered in eyes, and every eye burned with madness.
And at that moment, Mobius stopped holding anything back.
She fully transformed into a dragon.
Her dragon head lowered.
Her eyes opened.
Shuhu's body locked up.
All those branches filling the sky stopped in the void.
Not because some force had physically blocked them—
but because their master could no longer control them.
His consciousness was being devoured by the void within those golden vertical pupils.
In those eyes, Shuhu saw the shape of his own end.
"No—!"
The scream tore from the depths of that giant tree, laden with terror so profound it had curdled into despair.
But the Li-Dragon did not stop.
A jade pearl emerged slowly from its throat.
Then Mobius raised a hand.
Her finger aimed at the pearl—
and flicked.
Shuhu lost.
There was no suspense to it at all.
The body of the Thousand-Faced Tree collapsed through the void, slowly unraveling until it became nothing.
Then Mobius reverted to her original form.
And yet, though the crisis with Shuhu had finally ended, the Arbiter-Generals felt no peace at all.
Because when Mobius unleashed that final killing move just now—
all of them had frozen.
There was no doubt.
That power had completely surpassed their category of existence.
Even if the Xianzhou Marshal had been present, dealing with the Shuhu from a moment earlier would not have been easy.
Yet Mobius had done it effortlessly.
Which meant—
within the present Xianzhou Alliance, Mobius had already become the undisputed strongest.
The strongest.
At the age of three.
Shuhu's threat was gone.
But even so, not one of the Arbiter-Generals dared relax.
The reason they had secretly followed the Zhuming starship had never been because they were worried about Shuhu.
The one they had been waiting for—
was the Witch of Nihility.
And yet now, right up until Shuhu's death, the witch still had not appeared.
Did that make any sense?
At least, none of the generals thought so.
After all, Shuhu had just used the power of Nihility.
And more than that—
the method he had used to seal away the Paths looked exactly the same as the technique the Nihility Witch had once displayed against Qlipoth in the IPC's broadcast.
So there was no way Shuhu's sudden escape had nothing to do with her.
To be safe, they would still have to continue shadowing Mobius on the rest of the journey to Zhuming.
And yet just as Jing Yuan was about to call out to Mobius—
his pupils suddenly contracted.
Because an aura was beginning to surface beside her.
It had not appeared out of nowhere.
It had been there all along—
simply hidden by something.
And only now had it been exposed.
Jing Yuan's gaze snapped toward the source.
Then he saw it.
A cube.
A square object no larger than an adult's fist, but covered in countless blinking eyes.
And that cube had appeared—
right beside Mobius.
Less than four meters away.
"Little Dragon Sovereign, get away from there!"
Jing Yuan shouted—
but it was already too late.
Because the cube had opened.
And then—
nothing happened.
It simply opened.
Even so, there was no way Jing Yuan would lower his guard.
Something that looked this sinister had just appeared on the battlefield out of nowhere.
No matter how you looked at it, it smelled of conspiracy.
But just as Jing Yuan was about to send the Lightning-Lord crashing down on it—
a strand of Nihility suddenly coiled around his body.
For an instant, he found he could not move even half a step.
He couldn't even force out another word.
This was…
the residue of Nihility left on him from Shuhu's earlier attacks?
Jing Yuan realized the answer immediately.
He glanced sideways toward the other generals nearby.
Sure enough—
it wasn't only him.
They had all been struck by it.
Jing Yuan struggled again.
But the result was the same.
He could not break free from Nihility's restraint.
Nor could any of the others.
In that instant, a sense of terrible foreboding surged up in every one of them.
And then—
a figure appeared behind Mobius.
A figure none of them had expected.
That person wore the Luofu's Cloud Knight uniform, with long gray hair drifting behind.
"…Master!"
Mobius cried out, her voice bright with sudden joy.
That was right.
The one who had appeared behind Mobius now—
was General Chiyuan.
Fu Hua.
The very one who should have long since been erased by Enigmata.
But as an Emanator, Jing Yuan saw through it immediately.
The Nihility aura on this supposed "General Chiyuan" was practically spilling over. There was no possible way this was the real General Chiyuan.
The answer was obvious.
This sudden "Fu Hua" could only be the Nihility Witch in disguise.
And yet for some reason, Mobius had failed to recognize the deception.
Although, when Jing Yuan thought about it, he could understand why.
No matter how strong Mobius was, she was still only three years old.
To suddenly see the master she should never have been able to meet again—
being deceived for a moment was only natural.
But understanding it didn't help.
Because the four generals were nearly losing their minds.
They wanted nothing more than to rush forward and strike down that imposter immediately.
But they couldn't.
Nihility still bound every last one of them in place.
And then the false Chiyuan moved.
She reached out and gently stroked Mobius's head.
"As promised, I've come to take you with me, Mobius."
Mobius's eyes lit up again for an instant.
And just as she was about to say something—
the "General Chiyuan" in front of her suddenly revealed a strange smile.
"Prison Realm, open."
The instant those words fell, the cube covered in eyes split apart.
Countless black tendrils burst forth from the opening, their speed so terrifying that not even the four Arbiter-Generals could track them.
Mobius's pupils contracted.
Her body moved on instinct, trying to dodge backward—
but it was too late.
Those tendrils were already right in front of her.
They pierced through the void.
Pierced through time.
Pierced through the screen of Permanence around her.
And then—
they pierced through her body.
The first tentacle drove through her left shoulder and burst from her back, bringing with it a spray of scarlet blood.
The second pierced her right leg and nailed her in place in the void.
The third. The fourth. The fifth…
More and more tendrils poured out of the Prison Realm, stabbing into that tiny body one after another.
Bright dragonblood blossomed in the emptiness like some cruel red flower.
Mobius's body shuddered violently.
For the first time, real pain showed on that usually expressionless little face.
Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something—
but only a mouthful of blood spilled out.
"No!"
Jing Yuan's scream exploded across the void, carrying the raw edge of madness.
His eyes had gone red.
But what followed was not fury.
It was helplessness so deep it sank into the marrow.
He stood there in the void, his body locked fast by Nihility, unable to move even a single finger.
All he could do—
was watch.
Watch those black tendrils pierce through that tiny body over and over.
Watch that child of only three tremble in agony.
And even then, he still could not break free.
Meanwhile, the false "Chiyuan" continued calmly.
"Prison Realm, close."
Bang.
Mobius's small body was swallowed whole.
"Goodnight, Mobius."
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