Chapter 790: Chapter 655: Harvesting a Catastrophe Level!_3

At midnight, it was born from a dark corner, slowly spreading like an opaque fog.

The dim gas lamps and electric lights not only failed to dispel it but cast deeper shadows on the ground and walls.

And those shadows were its nourishment.

The fear in people’s hearts of the dark corners would nourish it, enabling it to engulf the entire district within minutes.

If no one stops it, a city would turn into a dead city overnight.

"Luckily, the first person you met was me." Jeming gazed at the surging darkness, his voice returning to calm.

Then, he released the suppression.

Dark golden light erupted from his body outward, Jeming’s figure suddenly enlarged, and a dual-faced Dharma Form materialized above the sea.

The Dharma Form, towering a thousand meters high, quietly floated in mid-air, its back piercing into the low-hanging clouds, with each outline seeming cast from Refined Gold tempered for centuries, making it look extraordinarily heavy and solemn.

True body’s face glancing down at the sea area, exerting an oppressive force that made all things bow.

Beneath it was the stone platform, which sank several meters when the Dharma Form appeared.

Fortunately, Jeming had anticipated this possibility and built that stone platform sturdy enough to remain intact.

Above was the boundless night sky, the darkness once thick enough to nearly solidify, becoming thin and powerless before him.

The soft light from the Dharma Form naturally dispersed outward, not even considered a divine power, just the result of a sufficiently powerful energy naturally spilling out.

This soft light flowed calmly yet was enough to inch by inch push back the surrounding shadows.

The darkness attempting to corrode the light was torn apart and disintegrated when in contact with the dark golden brilliance, as if smashing into an invisible copper wall.

In an instant, the darkness within hundreds of meters surrounding the Dharma Form was driven away.

Shadow Mysterious rolled violently over the sea.

Its darkness constantly contracted under the pressure of the dark golden light, attempting to evade once more, but the Dharma Form’s light was like a mountain with no paths to traverse, sealing all possible escape routes.

Then it attempted a breakthrough based on instinct.

It rushed toward the barrier’s edge, trying to reintegrate itself into the world’s rules and the night.

That was its natural sanctuary, its most instinctive judgment after fusion: the vast world belonged to it, every dark corner was its lair.

As long as it merged with the rules, it could be free!

At this point, the runes etched on the stone platform were activated simultaneously, azure light rose from the platform’s surface, forming a closed Energy Barrier at the Array’s edge.

The Barrier like an invisible wall hung between it and the world’s rules, unmoving.

Shadow Mysterious had a full-on collision at the edge, emitting a tremor that made the air quiver, and was bounced back.

It surged and tore within the barrier’s inner wall, unable to break through that layer of confinement no matter what.

The true body of the Dharma Form flickered, bypassing the barrier, standing outside.

Jeming slightly bowed his head, his delicate Daoist face gazing at the mysterious trapped by the Array below.

Then, he reached out his hand downward.

In the "vision" of the Shadow Mysterious, Jeming outside the barrier was slowly reaching out a hand towards it.

The hand appeared to grow larger, and larger, as perceptions twisted and the pressure from the Dharma Form occurred.

Until it was as if a mountain, as if the sky itself was bending down, as if the whole world at this moment had only the outline of that hand left...

Then, the barrier along with the darkness within was securely grasped.

The five fingers closed.

The Energy Barrier of the Array shattered like foam under the curling of those five fingers, but under the pressure of true body’s power, the Shadow Mysterious couldn’t even escape.

Close, grip, compress.

In reality, Jeming’s true body slowly constricted, the dark golden brilliance gradually withdrawing.

The thousand-meter Dharma Form swiftly compressed, its outline reformed to the size of a normal human.

Calmly standing at the center of the stone platform, the sea breeze lifting his clothes, brushing his cheeks.

Jeming stood on the stone platform, lowered his head, and looked at his palm.

A seal hovered there, entirely black, condensed and solid, reflecting faint glints in moonlight.

The size was about that of a glass marble, quietly harmless.

The All-Purpose Eye probed around, confirming the seal structure stable, energy fluctuations contained within safe limits, and the fused mysterious in deep slumber.

"Hehehehe... Keke!!!"

Then, Jeming couldn’t help but let out an unbridled laugh, the sound spreading over the sea breeze, dissipating into the depths of the night.

"Unexpected," he murmured, grasping the seal in his palm, feeling the power inside it akin to the oppressive depths of a sleeping sea, with unmistakable cheer in his voice, "Such a gain."

The waves crashed against the edge of the stone platform, again and again, as if applauding for him.

Surprisingly obtaining a complete Catastrophe Level mysterious so quickly.

This not only represented acquiring a high-level research sample.

This also meant he could dissect every step of transformation from Hazard Level to Catastrophe Level, attempt to understand this Plane’s mysterious evolution pattern.

And more...

Jeming lowered his head to glance at the black orb in his palm, then lifted his gaze toward the sea area where the mist was scattered by the Dharma Form’s power.

A more important research direction was gradually forming in his mind: If a Hazard Level mysterious can achieve Catastrophe Level through fusion, then... what if the fusion isn’t with Hazard Level?

What if the starting point of fusion is higher, if more mysterious entities participate, if this process is artificially intervened and catalyzed...

Jeming stored the orb into his Inner Grotto Heaven, unable to suppress the smile at his lips.

He turned his figure toward Wudu’s direction, his silhouette vanished into the mist.

Behind him, the stone platform stood alone like a tombstone without worship.

The dense mist surged back, swallowing the platform and the dark sea, as if nothing had ever happened here.

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