I'm not a drama god

Lightning flashed through the black, mountain-like clouds.

A charred, broken root fell helplessly from the clouds. The shattered flesh, like withered petals drifting in the wind, stained the endless cloud-shrouded world with a touch of blood…

After being skinned alive by the three men, Zhuozai was already extremely weak. Now, he had fallen into Cangyun Jun's trap and was being tormented one after another. His aura was like a small burning flame, as if it would be completely extinguished by a gentle breeze.

At the same time, a figure with a bare upper body flew out from under the thick clouds like a shooting star!

As Cangyunjun's hand gradually grasped the remains of Zhuozai, the temperature of the surrounding atmosphere dropped sharply, and a large number of ice crystals condensed with each breath, and the temperature continued to drop rapidly, approaching absolute zero.

The limbs of the calamity that were slowly unfolding froze as the molecular motion gradually stopped, and even the last trace of its breath disappeared without a trace.

"Still pretending to be dead?"

Zangyunjun snorted coldly.

Cangyun Jun didn't seem to believe that Zhuozai was dead. He tightened his clenched fist again, and the atmosphere inside Zhuozai's body was briefly heated to the level of a star's core. The frozen limbs of Zhuozai exploded directly from the inside, and a super sun that seemed to burn everything burst out in the void!

This sudden shift from cold to heat completely disrupted the molecules in the atmosphere, obliterating the remnants of the turbid disaster. Yet, amidst the scorching heat, drops of something resembling blood remained active, trickling downwards...

If you look closely, you'll find that it's not pure blood, but drops of liquid red seeds.

These red seeds fluttered down from the sky like a fine drizzle, about to fall evenly to the earth... They looked so small and harmless that if you didn't look closely, you might mistake them for the remains of the dead.

But Zangyun Jun knew very well that even at this point, Zhuozai was still not dead.

"Stop pretending... Lord Hongchen, I've already told you about your characteristics." Lord Cangyun looked at the scattered, harmless seeds, gently raised his hand, and a whirlwind enveloped all the seeds without leaving a single drop, then transformed into a wisp of wind and slowly drifted towards him.

“This level of damage would probably kill any other world destroyer… but you are different.”

"Even if you suffer severe injuries, you can continue to split, making your seeds smaller and smaller with each destruction, possibly even shrinking to the nanometer level. After the seeds fall to the ground, it won't be long before you recover and make a comeback."

"You're just like that 'Disaster'; physical damage can't completely kill you, unless..."

Zangyunjun's eyes narrowed slightly.

The swirling wind in his hand was constantly compressed, forcibly squeezing the liquid-like seeds together, causing them to merge and eventually transform into a blood-red tumor the size of a ping-pong ball, which struggled and twisted wildly within the swirling wind.

Strangely, the surface of this tumor even had indentations for eyes and a mouth, making it look like a miniature Buddha head at first glance.

Zangyun Jun stared coldly at the Buddha head, his voice as cold as frost:

"Didn't you want to find someone to parasitize?"

"I'm giving you this chance..."

Zangyun Jun pointed to his chest.

"Come."

"Parasit me."

The fleshy Buddha head seemed to freeze for a moment, then struggled even more frantically!

It did come here intending to parasitize Chu Changqing, using the surging life force within him to nourish itself, and then break through his body to be reborn... But now that Cangyun Jun has taken the initiative to ask it to parasitize him, it certainly doesn't mean it's trying to help him regain his strength...

Cangyunjun's body is far less vital than Chu Changqing's. Given the current weakness of the turbid calamity, even if it were to parasitize it, it would be difficult for it to recover quickly.

He wanted to connect his life with that of the calamity!

The seeds of the Calamity can multiply infinitely under physical attacks, but once they parasitize an organism, they cannot multiply in the short term. And when the host dies, the Calamity, deprived of its life force, will wither away completely...

This is the safest way to eliminate the calamity.

Ignoring Zhuozai's resistance, Zangyunjun grabbed the wind ball and gently sliced ​​his chest with his other hand, revealing the white bones and his rapidly beating heart beneath.

Then, he precisely controlled the wind, forcing those "seeds" into his heart little by little!

The fleshy Buddha head struggled frantically, as if shouting "madman!" It never imagined that someone would actively force it to parasitize. How could such a creature exist among the Nine Lords?

Isn't he afraid of dying?

However, it is now so weak that it cannot escape the control of Cangyun Jun no matter what it does. It can only be forced to seep into the heart little by little, and blood-red veins bulge one after another from near Cangyun Jun's chest...

Large beads of sweat slid down Cangyunjun's forehead, and he seemed to be in great pain as well, but he still gritted his teeth and completed the parasitism.

After the tumor-like Buddha head completely disappeared, he ran his palm over the wound on his chest, and the extreme and precise absolute zero directly froze the wound perfectly, so that not a single drop of blood seeped out... Only the tangled and ferocious blood vessels, which resembled roots and stems, were almost all over his chest.

Zangyun Jun took a deep breath...

Then slowly expel it.

He waved his hand gently, and the sweat flowing from his body turned into tiny ice crystals that drifted off his skin.

The endless clouds around him rapidly contracted, and the entire space began to collapse towards him, as if the battle that had just taken place not in a specific real-world location... but within his body.

As the last wisp of cloud dissipated, in the deathly silent underground ward, Cangyunjun slowly opened his eyes.

"Someone is coming..."

"Give me the order."

……

Boom——

A muffled rumble of thunder echoed through the clouds.

A hunched figure stared blankly at the corpse wrapped in a bamboo mat at the doorway, frozen in place like a statue.

"What did you say?"

“…I’m so sorry, Aunt Zhao.” Tu Tian stood in the rain, silent for a long time, before finally speaking, “Your child is very brave…Thanks to him for reporting the calamity to us immediately after discovering its traces, we were able to take action in advance…Otherwise, the Hidden Cloud Realm would probably have suffered heavy casualties again.”

"Your son... is a hero."

The mother stared blankly at the cold corpse in front of her, as if she hadn't reacted yet. She trembled as she lifted the bamboo mat wrapped around the body, and a familiar face, pale as death, came into her view.

Her body began to tremble violently!

"elder brother!!"

Xiao Sheng, who was standing to the side, screamed in terror and froze on the spot.