Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 2125 - 2114: Absorbing the Projection

Seeing Vivian's entrance, Ning Fan burst into a pig-like laughter, losing all his composure.Noticing the murderous glare from a certain dragon, Ning Fan quickly shut his mouth and changed the topic, "Xiao Si, do you also have no way to deal with it?"

Before entering the shrine, Ning Fan had lifted Vivian's divine power restriction.

He thought the divine power would play a role, but the result was still the same.

Vivian angrily said, "This trash pseudo-god has cultivated a body of law, divine power doesn't work on it."

Ning Fan couldn't help but ask, "Will angel wings work?"

"Let's give it a try."

Ning Fan's face darkened, "What do you mean 'give it a try'?"

After looting Mount of Light thoroughly, he only got twelve angel wings in total.

Each one was a rare treasure for him.

Besides, this Netherworld Monarch, apart from being invincible, didn't have any other formidable aspects.

If the summoned projection angel is ineffective, that would be a waste.

"Only the power of laws can oppose laws, unless the projection you have also possesses the power of laws, otherwise it will be ineffective."

"According to you, does that mean Netherworld Monarch is a genuine divine spirit?"

The core of divine spirits is the divine personality, and the divine personality is the embodiment of laws.

Since Netherworld Monarch's avatar projection possesses the power of laws, it can entirely establish the identity of a divine spirit.

Vivian gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Yes!"

Despite being unwilling to admit it, she realized this when she was swallowed earlier.

"Then the two-winged angel projection is definitely useless."

The two-winged angels are war weapons created by the God King of Light with spiritual wisdom granted later, so they cannot actively refine laws.

"Then there's only the six-winged angel's projection left."

Ning Fan was immensely troubled; a six-winged angel is a genuine divine spirit and an intermediate god.

Using it here is not only wasteful but its power and existence time would be significantly affected by the suppression of the Origin World.

What was supposed to serve as a nuclear deterrent weapon, now can only be used like conventional missiles; Ning Fan was truly reluctant.

Seeing Vivian did not urge, Ning Fan decided to wait a bit longer.

"Since the true body is a divine spirit, why hasn't it been suppressed by the original will?"

Vivian, puzzled, said, "Logically, he shouldn't be able to appear in this world at all."

"Perhaps he originally belonged to this world, the so-called Netherworld Realm might be some kind of secret realm."

Vivian froze, continuing, "Can the Origin World nurture divine spirits?"

"Who knows? Didn't you mention before that the Middle Earth World is a derivative plane of the Origin World?"

As the words fell, Ning Fan and Vivian exchanged glances and looked at the black hole behind them.

Ning Fan, uneasy, said, "Xiao Si, do you think Netherworld could be the Middle Earth World?"

"I… In the Middle Earth World, I have never heard of the name Netherworld."

Ning Fan argued, "You haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Maybe in the Middle Earth World, it's not called Netherworld."

"Perhaps."

Vivian didn't completely deny it; her time in the Middle Earth World wasn't long, and most of it was spent sleeping.

At this moment, the wound on Netherworld Monarch's abdomen has healed, and he fluently said,

"Foolish mortals, I am the Netherworld Monarch, the Immortal King…"

A flash of white light whizzed by, and the Netherworld Monarch's head instantly separated from his neck.

Ning Fan examined the black hole behind him, its entrance has expanded to about two meters in diameter.

"I wonder what would happen if I jump in?"

Ning Fan shook his head, quickly giving up his daring thought.

"Xiao Si, you look after Mary."

Mary said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm causing trouble for you."

"Don't forget, we're friends."

After Vivian took over, Ning Fan charged towards the true body of the Netherworld Monarch.

During the previous battle, he realized he missed one thing.

Back then, when trapped in the Demon Dragon Refining Kill Formation, Ning Fan devoured the power of the forbidden spell to escape.

"Since the Netherworld Monarch is a body of law, the Light of Life should be effective."

Taking advantage of the moment when the Netherworld Monarch's head just grew out, Ning Fan leaped into the air and pressed his right hand over that huge head.

"So hot!"

Ning Fan endured the iron-like high temperature, his voice harsh, "Soul-Stealing Slaying God Technique, absorb for me!"

The Light of Life within began to furiously operate according to the techniques of Soul-Stealing Slaying God Technique.

"There's an effect!"

Ning Fan felt a surge of joy; he has already sensed a heat flow akin to lava is entering his body via his arm.

Then, the Light of Life began to furiously devour this alien energy.

Soon, the Netherworld Monarch began to feel uneasy; he had already sensed the rapid loss of his strength.

"Die for me!"

The Netherworld Monarch extended his hands, slapping downward towards his head.

Two giant palm-leaf-fan-like hands whipped towards it accompanied by a howling blast of wind.

Ning Fan hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose not to dodge.

With a loud bang, the Netherworld Monarch's hands came together, yet couldn't fully close.

Covered in battle armor, Ning Fan stood resolute like a pillar between the two palms.

"No wonder even Vivian is envious of the battle armor."

Ning Fan took a deep breath, calming his somewhat disordered breath.

Taking that strike head-on only caused slight turbulence in his vital energy and blood.

"Come down here for me!"

The furious Netherworld Monarch turned his palms into fists, gripping Ning Fan and pulling outward.

But Ning Fan seemed to have merged with him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't separate the two.

"This time, I'm going to feast."

Ning Fan laughed heartily, disregarding the scorching heat within, accelerating the absorption speed.

At this moment, Ning Fan's right palm seemed to hold a black hole, frantically devouring the Netherworld Monarch.

Before long, the Netherworld Monarch's size began to decrease visibly.

Three meters, two meters, one meter...

Until finally, the Netherworld Monarch was reduced to a single floating shadow, like a candle in the wind, ready to extinguish with a blow.

"I am the Netherworld Monarch, the human realm is my... no..."

"Where does all this nonsense come from, die for me."

Ning Fan sneered, absorbing the last wisp of the shadow into his body.

With the disappearance of the Netherworld Monarch, the souls he imprisoned were extracted.

Looking at the ten shadows floating in mid-air, Ning Fan secretly exhaled in relief; luckily he absorbed in time, otherwise, these girls' souls would have become nourishment for the Light of Life.

"The Soul-Stealing Slaying God Technique is truly terrifying."

Ning Fan was stunned, then shook his head.

Without the Light of Life's devouring effect, the power of the Soul-Stealing Slaying God Technique would be greatly reduced.

"Finally, it's over."

Ning Fan, utterly drained, collapsed on the ground, for the Light of Life didn't replenish stamina.

Due to the excessively fast absorption, at this moment, a considerable amount of the Netherworld Monarch's power remained, yet to be devoured and converted into the Light of Life.

Ning Fan smiled bitterly, "I reckon I'm about eighty percent cooked now."

At this moment, Mary finally asked, "Where is the Netherworld Monarch?"