Chapter 292: Chapter 291 After striking with his finger, the small person took another step forward. At this point, his body had already begun to fade from existence, turning hazy and indistinct, as though he no longer fully belonged to this world.
Yet his gaze remained cold and apathetic, devoid of emotion.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared before the captain.
Even if she could unleash power comparable to the Spirit Core Formation Realm, before a Nascent Soul Transformation expert, she was nothing.
This was because a Nascent Soul Transformation cultivator no longer relied solely on absorbing spirit energy. Instead, they drew upon the power of the world itself to form their Nascent Soul.
A Nascent Soul was fundamentally different from a physical body. It was a being formed from the very essence of heaven and earth, fused with an indomitable will.
The power it wielded was no longer personal, it was the power of the world.
Before the descent of God, before chaos consumed everything, Nascent Soul experts were regarded as supreme existences wherever they went. Their presence alone could dominate regions, and only others within the same realm could contend with them.
They were beings that stood on the threshold of immortality.
But all of that changed... when God descended.
After His arrival, the power of the world became corrupted, tainted by a strange and corrosive substance.
This substance eroded purity.
It weakened the Nascent Soul’s control over the world while simultaneously altering the very foundation of those who cultivated it.
What was once a path toward immortality began to twist.
The bodies of cultivators, their foundations, even their future trajectories, everything was gradually reshaped.
Step by step, they were led away from immortality... and toward divinity.
By the time they reached the peak of the Nascent Soul realm, cultivators were left with only two choices:
Break through and become a divine cultivator...
or break through and become a divine practitioner.
There was no longer a path to true immortality.
The reason the Nascent Soul before her was so terrifying was precisely because it had not been tainted.
It still wielded the pure power of the world.
It was a being walking the original path, one that led to immortality.
And this world...
This world they stood in was the consciousness of a great expert. The power of this plane remained uncorrupted, pure and free from the tainted hand of God.
When the small person appeared before the captain, his lips moved slightly as he muttered a string of indiscernible incantations.
Then, he clenched his fist.
At that moment, it was as if the entire world responded.
An invisible force descended, vast and crushing, wrapping tightly around the captain from all directions.
Her expression changed drastically.
The air around her thickened. Space itself seemed to solidify, binding her in place. Every inch of her body was subjected to an overwhelming pressure, as though the world itself sought to erase her existence.
With a roar, she struggled violently and hurled the black spear toward the small person.
The spear tore through the air, carrying with it the hatred and resentment of countless malicious spirits.
But just as it arrived before him,
He took a single step to the side.
That one step caused the spear to miss him by an absurd margin, as though space itself had shifted to accommodate his movement. It was not evasion.
It was displacement.
Without even glancing at the attack, the small person raised his other hand and pressed it downward.
Boom.
The captain’s body trembled violently.
In that instant, she felt as though the entire world had turned against her, pressing down on her, crushing her from every direction, seeking to grind her into nothingness.
Cracks began to form across her body.
Her bones groaned. Her flesh distorted.
A pained cry escaped her lips as her figure slowly began to collapse under the immense pressure. Blood seeped from her pores, and her vision blurred.
At this rate, within a few breaths, she would be reduced to nothing more than a splatter of flesh and blood.
However,
Those few breaths of time were enough.
The small person’s body, already unstable, began to scatter into fragments.
What once appeared solid now flickered uncontrollably, turning increasingly transparent.
The overwhelming power he wielded came at a cost.